Commanding Wind and Cloud

If you are a horse thief, you may have to be a horse thief for hundreds of years, and you will not be able to grab these things! So many materials are only the parts brought by each tribe, and there are more materials left in their tribes.

Over the years, there have been too few blacksmiths who can forge soul weapons, and there has never been a blacksmith with a relatively high success rate. With the accumulation and discovery of time, everyone has indeed stored a lot of materials, but they are not willing to use them.

Now, a blacksmith with a high success rate suddenly appeared, and everyone wanted to gamble, especially Boxli defeated the demons who were impossible to defeat with a tenth-level combat soldier, which gave the demons too much excitement.

"Brother-in-arms, have you made a fortune?" Duan Fengbuer leaned against the wall of the carriage, looking at Mo Jin with a sad face: "Hey! Sad, sad! Even a demon has super fighters in his hands, and I still use such inferior fighters. Although I don't care, but if the outside world knows that my relationship with my comrades still uses such fighters, I'm afraid you will lose face. They can call me useless, but I'm really worried that they will target you. "

"If such a day really comes..." Duanfengbuer had an unlit cigarette in his mouth: "I will admit that I am poor, have no materials, and I have dragged my comrades back. All the faults are mine..."

Looking at Duanfeng Buer's pitiful appearance, Qian Jin couldn't help but laugh at first.

Chekfleet gave Duanfeng a blank look, moved closer to the position of enthusiasm and said: "A set of super fighters, soul soldiers are better, and holy weapons are also acceptable."

I was so motivated that I almost bit my tongue, is this still the handsome Qie from before? Opening your mouth is the holy weapon of the soul weapon!

"Damn it! You are too cruel! You want to exhaust my comrades to death." Duan Fengbuer leaned over to Gan Jin's side and hugged Gan Jin's arms: "Comrade comrade! This guy is so handsome, you make him like that, and you are around the little sister. There is no market for you! Then you will feel sad and inferior! I think, give me what you gave him!"

"Don't worry, I will keep a low profile!" Duanfengbuer patted his chest hard: "For you, I will be willing to be a green leaf! You will make the safflower!"

Checkfleet gave Duan Feng a blank look again: "Can you talk and keep a low profile?"

Fentu Kuangge sat across from Gan Jin without saying anything, and pointed to himself with a smile on his face.

Mu Nazhence shook his folding fan lightly and smiled, "Those who don't talk are just being coquettish."

"Kindness, give it to me." Lucifer Liushui took advantage of the opportunity to sit in Qianjin's arms, holding Qianjin's neck with both hands, not at all stiff, as if he was very skilled and often like Qianjin, bit his red lips lightly at the corner of his ear and whispered: "I will accompany you at night..."

"I said beautiful devil, isn't that too much?" Duanfeng Buer kept clicking his tongue: "This is seduction! You think you are the only one who can, I am also a handsome guy! Comrades, why don't you let me accompany you tonight..."

"Get lost!" He raised his leg vigorously and kicked towards Duanfengbuer who was walking up.

"Comrade comrades, you reject my sincerity, I am so sad! You want to make up for it, just a set of super fighting equipment..."

"You're so ugly." Checkfleet rarely joked, but with a very serious expression on his face: "If you want to accompany, I should accompany you."

Mo Jin almost choked on his saliva. It seems that the environment is really easy for people to influence each other. After Luo Lin left, he felt very heavy for a while, but after meeting Duan Feng Bu Er, he became cheerful again. All Shuai was so silent when they first met, and now he can say such words.

"Are you excited? Are you excited?" Lucifer Liushui sat in the lap of enthusiasm, whispering in his ear, his thumb and forefinger combined to twist his arm muscles: "Are you excited? You look so handsome, even a man can easily be tempted. Are you tempted?"

In addition to wry smiles or wry smiles, what is this? This witch!

The carriage moved forward steadily, and laughter came from inside the carriage from time to time, and the sky gradually darkened unknowingly, and night had arrived.

The bonfire occasionally danced on the grass, and the dark sky was hung with a cold crescent moon. The light of the fire flickered and danced on the vigorous face, which seemed to be cloudy and uncertain.

"Have you ever thought about stealing Uncle out?" Duanfeng Buer asked vigorously, and poured the wine in the bottle down his throat vigorously. The coldness of the demon field at night was quickly dispelled by the alcohol.

"I've thought about it, more than once." Jin Jin gently shook the little spirits left in his hand: "Even a few times, I want to try it alone, the Gan family will not have too important surveillance on a groom."

"You can't pick it up after you go there, right? Uncle won't be happy if you pick it up?" Duan Fengbuer squinted his eyes. At this moment, those jewel-like eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. He got up and chose a downwind outlet, and lit a cigarette.

Mo Jin does not like the smell of smoke, Duanfengbuer is very clear, in the closed space, he just holds it in his mouth and never ignites it, even if he is in the wild more often, he is in the downwind, this is a kind of mutual understanding and respect.

"Yes." Gan Jin sighed, then raised his head and took another sip of the strong wine.

In the past, I thought my father was just a person who buried his head, his brains had already been washed out by the cadres, and he only knew stupid loyalty.

But he never thought that the stooping and silent father had a heroic heart, willing to stay at home to take care of the elderly for his son and younger brother.

Such a person, just being picked up secretly like that, will not feel happy.

Gan Jin feels that he is beginning to really understand his father. His father Gan Cheng also has his own stubbornness. Either he just stays in the Gan family like this. If he wants to leave the Gan family, he must hold his head high and chest out.

It's a special kind of stubbornness. It's a powerless person fighting against the Gan family in a special way. As long as... as long as you can hear that your son has performed well in the Rookie King Competition, you can also look down on the special stubbornness of the Gan family.

If such a stubborn person is forcibly picked up secretly, he will have unspeakable depression in his heart. Maybe he can only live for three years after having ten years of life.

Such a stubborn person is also using such a stubborn way to carry out a stimulation! Enthusiasm knows that it is his father who is stimulating himself with his stubbornness, stimulating himself to keep moving forward! With life, dignity, and glory and his stubbornness.

"The Rookie King Contest..." Duanfeng Buer folded his hands behind his head, lay down on the grass and looked at the stars and said calmly: "Comrade comrades, it's really the Rookie King Contest. If you and I meet, I will definitely not hold back."

"En!" Qian Jin threw a piece of firewood into the fire: "I won't either."

"Don't underestimate me, comrade-in-arms." Duan Fengbuer closed his eyes and enjoyed the evening wind blowing on his face: "I will be very strong then, and I may not be as far behind you as I am now. Don't forget. I am a blood warrior."

Nodding vigorously, no one would underestimate Duanfeng Buer if he underestimated anyone. He just awakened late because of his natural awakening. In these days of fighting, the speed of his bloodline power opening is getting faster and stronger! Coupled with the assistance of volcanic potions and gravity magic guides, whoever underestimates him will probably pay a heavy price by then.

"I, I have a master who is an ordinary person and treats me very well. Therefore, I never underestimate ordinary soldiers, but feel very close to them. It's a pity..." Duanfeng Buer looked at the sky: "The old man is dead. The old disease left on the battlefield of humans and demons has not been cured. He lived on his breath for many years, but he still died."

Duanfeng Buer snuffed out the burning cigarette butt in his hand: "He really wants to see my name, which can alarm the entire Zhence Dynasty, the demons and the barbarians. It's a pity...he can only look at me in the stars."

"The stars..." Qi Jin also looked at the sky, how is that fat man Luo Lin living on it now? Julius didn't betray him again, did she?

"careful!"

Qi Jin suddenly propped his hands on the ground, and his body quickly dodged to the side!

Almost at the same time, Duanfeng Buer was still lying on the ground and directly activated the Hydra bloodline battle body, and dodged to the other side with his hands on the ground.

The few people who were taking a nap woke up in an instant, and their bodies were doing high-speed movements quickly.

bang bang bang...

A series of powerful arrows pierced the place where Gan Jin and the others had just stopped, and the magic attached to the arrows exploded immediately, with burning flames, cold arrow stabs, and a series of smoke and dust techniques that blocked the line of sight, as well as pungent tear-jerking magic.

confusion! In just a short moment, the location where the energy was located was full of chaos, the piercing arrow struck again, and there was a series of magic fluctuations in the distance, as if a group of magicians gathered together to form a magic circle.

This is? The enthusiasm is very unexpected, when he is so famous, there are still forces who dare to attack? Who is it? Beelzebub family? impossible! They are all patriarchs this time!

Who is that? Prince? Won't! He still needs help very much, he should not do such a stupid thing! Now he has begun to have doubts about the demon who presides over the inscriptions under him, and he still needs me very much!

Can't figure it out? Then don't think about it! Momentum flipped his hands over and grabbed the strong bow from the Doujie. With five fingers spread out in the air, he grabbed three arrows that pierced through the air and caught them in his hand, then put them on the bowstring and shot them back with his backhand.

Bang bang bang...

The bowstring vibrated three times, and the arrow flew through the smoke and dust technique to a distant attack position.

"How is this possible? The arrow is back..."

The roar in the distance couldn't hide the surprise of one party. The magician attached magic to the arrow, which should explode immediately when it hits an attack, but the magic on the arrow flew back without exploding. What kind of archery is that.

"The light that destroys the magic eye! That is the blood of the fallen angel! Be careful!"