Nightwatcher

Chapter 33 I stand, in the wind

He knows the existence of the law, and the second uncle has said that the big gain can win the battle between the mountain customs, the artillery stands up.

Half of the power of the artillery is from the gunpowder and the other is from the array.

The instrument is a unique weapon of the Dynasty, and is also an orthodontics of the Dawn Dynasty.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an suddenly realized that the law was related to the Si Tian's prison.

Song Qing hesitatedly, adhering to the principle of knowledge sharing, I answered Xu Qi'an's question: "It is not a secret. Do you know what the four-character warlock is?"

I don't even know anything in the seven products of my own Wufu system ..... Xu Qi'an shook his head.

"Famous!" Song Qing said: "The things made by the alchemistian are all things, the mascus is engraving the law, it will become a law."

According to the understanding of the Warlock system, as well as the information revealed to the A beauty, Xu Qi'an thought a lot.

The Warlock Jiu Pharmacist is based on the foundation of the eight-year-old person, and the people are playing the foundation for the seven-style Feng Shui. However, the Feng Shui teacher and its next grade, six products alchemist have no relationship .... The original alchemist complements with the warlock four-character arrays.

The alchemist refines the powerful force, and the fingers are processed into a law .... Warlock this system is something.

It is no wonder that the status of the adult is so lofty in the Dawn Dynasty.

I must put to the hand, there is nothing special purpose, I want to gain a sincere love in this cold society.

Xu Qi'an is secretly determined.

"The second is the caremaking mirror, it is also a law, the material is very ordinary, the truly precious is to engrave the above array, can resist the full hits of the mileage master, withstand six times. Three refining gods three times. Copper bone border once. "

The copper-iron bone is the sixth product of the Wufu system? Xu Qi'an finally knew what the sixth product of his system was.

"The last is called the bones, you are smeared in the arrow, you can make the life of the masters. The bronze bones are invalid, because the arrow is not able to penetrate the other's skin."

Xu Qi'an nodded: "I like this three things."

Donned, he said: "The kind of alchemine is called grafting!"

Xu Qi'an has a memory of the past, not too meticulous to tell Song Qing. The process is not detailed, but the advantage is very detailed, such as grafting success, enhance plant coldness, drought resistance, and disease resistance.

And enhance the taste of fruit.

Still like a rich experiment in his diary, theoretical knowledge is relatively rich, but the practical ability is poor.

However, it doesn't matter, it is not him anyway.

If Song Qing fails, it is also his weakness. If you have succeeded, the credit is entirely Xu Qi'an.

After listening, Song Qing's whole person float, excited man dance, hateful, and he will make this great alchemy.

"God book, it is simply a book. There is still such alchemy in the world, but I don't know." Song Qing excitedly yelled.

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Xu Qi'an stepped on the stairs of the star building, with a three-piece manner, which is not something that the money is capable of measuring.

"I can use one of the instruments to exchange for the remuneration of the open sky .... However, these things are useful, not willing to be ah .... Sure enough, white is a happy source of human eternal. .... Tomorrow hook the column. "

He didn't want the Si Tian to notify a copper plate, but he harvested the things, changed to the silver, let the yield, do it low, no longer ridicule him.

They all changed to silver tickets, then embarrassed the pretty face ... I thought here, Xu Qi'an is happy.

"I stood, in the wind, I can't hate the heartache. I hope that the four parties are moving, and the sword is handwritten. Who is the hero ...." Four no people, his pride is a song of the previous song .

The corner encountered a group of strangers, both sides played a photo.

....so awkward! Xu Qi'an songs have been abundant, and there is no expression of the face.

There are three steps below the stairs, the one in the middle of the robe, the corner cream white, the temperament is elegant, the five senses are handsome, the eyes are like a quiet dark green, and the sediment was washed.

It is the charm uncle that can make a little girl scream.

The left is a silent youth, visiting the front, meticulous.

On the right, the corner of the mouth with a light curvature, the eyes full of evil, and the glomeric temperament made Xu Qi'an very uncomfortable.

However, arguing to the value of the value, this yam is a beautiful man who has seen by Xu Qi'an, and is a beautiful man who can fight with the family.

When the three passed by Xu Qi'an, the mercy and glorious youth smiled, obliquely, and looked at him.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an felt what a terrible thing was looked up, could not help but be a self-owned, but the heartbeat has exacerbated.

Three people continue to go up the steps, I know that the corner disappears, Xu Qi'an is like a negative.

"The guy seems to be very disdainful to me, mix the hostility, is the lyrics too crazy?"

Well, there are some things to pay attention to, can't talk, especially in public.

For example: I have to cover my eyes this day, I can't bury my heart, I have to disappear.

For example, in order to sacrifice and have a strong sense, dare to teach the day and month.

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Seven layers, Song Qinghou, who was reported by the brother, waiting for the three people headed by indigo robe.

Yan Caiwei looked with a sugar cane, behind the wall, and accompanied it in love.

The three came to the seven layers, Song Qing is: "Wei Gong."

Middle-aged man in the horned horns slightly.

"Wei Gong, the teacher drunk more wine, just getting a nap, you have to wait for the moment."

The face of the face is still there, there is no expression, and the temperament is glorious, and the brow wrinkled.

Confucian middle-aged people did not care, and Song Qing entered the tea room, with the mouth: "When I got a martial art, I met an interesting young man. It seems not to be the disciple of Si Tianjian."

When I was going to talk, I was stopped by Song Qing, laughed: "A slightly spent small person, but it is very interesting."

It is more famous for the famous Heph, and it is like a tiger wolf in the eyes of Wenwu. Overall does not need reasons.

Song Qing did not care about Xu Qiqian without intended to provoke the .

"Interesting?" Confucian middle-aged people smile gentle: "How is a fun method."

Song Qing hesitated, evaluate the road: "A genius, a genius of alchemy, if he is not going to practice the road, if he pays into the Si Tiantian, there will be his name on the history book."

He didn't say it, but also revealed that the Si Dijun attaches great importance to Xu Qi'an's hint.

Amateurized young youth is smirked.

Confucian middle-aged people smile, nodding.

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Xu Fu, the inner courtyard.

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The weather is getting colder, and he is intended to add winter clothes to children, husband.

Green, the last needle, the small silver teeth bite the thin line, watching an embroidered lotus flower, thinking that the bell sister is going to wear a good look.

"Mrs., I went to Dalang yesterday, I found that he didn't have winter clothes, still wearing it or autumn clothes." Green is fine and fine.

Hey, a little bit, cold: "What do you want to say."

Green and low, the small channel: "Do one will give Daglang."

"I want to think!" He said: "The little rabbit scorpion, I caught the opportunity, let me do clothes, there is no."

The wife silently did something, and did not hear it.

"I have to eat at home every day, I don't know the subsidy of household."

"Dalang's is not to give the house." Green .

"As if you have the amount of food, you can also be able to do itself." The pair of beautiful scorpions have turned over white.

That unlilight, I clicked him to save a family, and I didn't improve the improvement relationship with him. However, the rabbit scorpion caught the opportunity to take the words and thorn her, and they did not go with her.

The wolf is a thousand miles of meat, and the dog is a thousand miles, and the old saying is, there is no mistake.

The housekeeper hurriedly ran over, stopped outside the hospital, shouting: "Mrs. Master is back."