"Hey, the things that are refining are not good, and people still don't want to say it." Faced with the doubts of the people around them, the fat man's hot temper, and instantly turned back.

"This Xiongtai, you can talk to the person in charge, do you understand the refiner?" The smile on Roddy's face was gone.

The fat man looks to the side of the black wind.

On the breeze day, the hand of the black yarn was released, and Luo Di said in front of the step: "A good knife must have spirituality, a knife tip, a blade, and a knife back. The one in your hand is less aura. Can be a good iron, can not be a good knife."

Hey.

Some people around him laughed and followed, and more people laughed.

"The dwarf, it will really be loaded, what is the knife back."

"I have been mixing in the South City for more than ten years. I don't know how to say this. I still have iron, I am afraid that it is blundering from which book is broken."

The black wind days look at the faces of those people, and ignore them. For these mortals, the refining tools are like refining drugs, and they are not expected!

"Boy, I am not bullying. You are counting on this. If I let you go, the signboard of Gray's weapons shop will be embarrassed. You said that this knife is a waste. Can you make a better knife than this?" Didi wrists, handed the sharp knife to the black wind, let the black wind test the quality.

"Yeah! Say so much, you go up and make one."

"Don't just slap your mouth, Master Roddy has a good temper, we can't spare you!"

The former Missy looked at the black wind and the sky was full of smirk: Hey, a dwarf, even the forged hammer is estimated to be motionless, still want to refine? I thought it was cooking and burning!

"Day, let him give him a knife." The night feathers on the side are cold.

Night feathers are the most annoying, and people are looked down upon!

On the breeze day, he slammed the sharp knife in his hand and raised it toward Rodi: "Refining this thing, wasting material."

"You!" Rody's face flashed a sigh of anger.

No refiner is allowed to insult his work!

"Black yarn, help me get out of the furnace." The black wind was cold and cold, and the big stepping meteor went to the smelting furnace.

Looking at the top of the smelting furnace, it was already covered with dust, and the bottom of the black wind was once again flashing a chill.

The black yarn stepped out in one step, and when the body stopped, the whole person had already arrived at the smelting furnace.

Looks like a light fluttering shot.

嗡~~

The two-meter-high smelting furnace screamed under the palm of the black yarn, and the crowds on the street were dizzy.

"That boy, what are you going to do, want to take this apart?!"

The former Missy looked at the black crepe and the black wind, and said coldly: "Hold the ghost!"

Rodi looked at the black wind in a strange way. What does he mean? Why do you use the spirit to fight the smelting furnace?

The windy day is slightly dark, the smelting furnace is marked with the mark of the black wind town, and the smelting furnace is in the hands of people like Rodi. It is a waste.

Hey!

The black wind squats to Rodi, and the eyes are not so strong, and the cold voice: "As a refiner, the smelting furnace is your rice bowl, above, there should be no dust!"

This sentence, the black wind days are very domineering! The tone cannot be refuted.

"Boss, Tianzhong brothers also have time to talk about it." The fat man with his small eyes looked at the black wind days far away.

"He is the young master of the Black Wind family. He didn't have any anger. He couldn't live now." Yu Yu responded in his heart and continued to look at the black wind.

Boom!

A flame rushed out.