The Legend of the Dragon King

I've never seen Muxi. In Don Mai Lin's impression, Muxi was still outside Shrek College and did not enter the inner courtyard. She is now over twenty years old and less likely to enter the inner courtyard. Unless she can be a second-word martial artist by the age of thirty.

With regard to Muxi, Tang Mailin found that he didn't know anything about it. He had no idea how far Sister's current cultivation and other aspects had reached. I couldn't help but apologize for a moment.

“Do you still know I have a sister?” Muxi forked his hands and waist, coldly speaking.

Haven't seen Muxi in four years. She was already a beautiful woman. This year, Muxi is almost 23 years old. This is the best time for a girl. Her body had developed so perfectly that as soon as she entered the door, the Shrek Seven men saw that she couldn't help but pay attention.

Long skirt in fire red, long wave hair, beautiful intense, beautiful hot. Just like her personality.

Tang Mailin smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, Sister, I was wrong. ”

When she suddenly saw Tang Danglin, all the complicated emotions in Muxi's heart rushed up almost instantly. She really wanted to jump on it and scold the guy. There was no news for more than three years. After returning to the inner courtyard, she could not enter the inner courtyard, nor could she see him. The only time I saw him was at the Congregation for the Blessings of the Sea God.

However, she was not able to attend the conference on the lake, but only on the shore, watching him show love to Ancient Moon, watching them leave in a hundred-year-old blessing. At that moment, Muxi's emotions were extremely complex.

From the first time I saw him, to the later recognition, to the gradual gaze, this guy in front of me, in just 10 years, has become a true leader of his peers, and even a brilliant star at Shrek College. But the distance between him and her also seemed to be getting farther and farther.

In some ways, Muxi's thoughts are the same as Dance Stone's, they are all willing to pursue perfection, and with the best, they are reluctant to look at anything else.

With Muxi's character, she was naturally also a myriad of aspirants at Shrek College, and even an inner courtyard disciple pursued her, but she never falsely said anything, because she always had such a figure in her heart.

She's been chasing him on the forge and she's been expecting a little bit. But she found herself and him walking further and further away.

Muxi was not a dreamy girl, but after watching Don Danglin choose someone else at the Kai Gong Dae Jing Conference, she had told herself in her heart that the man had nothing to do with herself after all, but when she had gradually let go, the guy appeared in front of herself.

One apology, one mistaken admission, was to make Muxi suffer from a stomachache, but it was not able to vent.

“Cough!” Muchen coughed and slightly dissolved the awkward atmosphere. As a father, how could he not see what was in his daughter's heart?

But at this time, Tang Dynasty Lin, like the first appearance of the real dragon, has traveled for nine days. Emotion is not something that can be dictated by manpower. Let's just say there's no point in it.

Mu Chen once secretly ordered Muxi, her character was too strong, and Tang Danlin was by no means the kind of person willing to be controlled. They all win very well, and the two winners together may be friends, but it's too hard to be partners.

“Mai Lin came to me to test his forge practice. Just in time for you to come back and have a look.” Muchen walked up to her daughter and patted her on the shoulder.

Muxi's complex emotions gradually converged. After all, she was already a 23-year-old girl, no matter how stubborn her personality was, in front of so many people, in front of her father, she also had to converge her emotions.

“Okay.”

Tang Mailin was a little sweaty in the forehead by Muxi's somewhat fiery eyes, even the previous feeling of exhaustion was instantly burned out.

Muchen said: "Go to the forging room! ”

Everyone came to the forging room with Muchen, his own private forging room with almost all the types of rare metals on the continent today.

Muchen made a gesture to Tang Dynasty Lin. After thinking slightly, Tang Dynasty Lin still went to the one he was most familiar with.

He took down a piece of silver of standard size. Then put it on the forge.

Muxi's eyebrows picked, and some irony said: "Is it just silver? ”

Tang Mailin smiled, “I know this best. ”

Yes, he is most familiar with sunken silver, not only because the rare metal he first dealt with was it, but also because he knew it too well.

Tang Mailin's forged hammers are always heavy silver hammers, and every time he breaks through the forge, he chooses heavy silver. Among these are some of the reasons he is most familiar with sunken silver, and a little bit of trust in his heart. Every breakthrough was made by Silver, which made him subconsciously feel the most helpful and lucky.

So he chose silver again.

Muxi didn't say anything more, but watched carefully. All these years she has worked very hard, without Tang Danglin, she would definitely be a genius of the Forger Association.

She, who is 23 years old, was admitted by Muchen to inherit her garment. Now Muxi is also a Level 6 Forger. Though she entered level 6 a little later than Don Mae Lin, it wasn't too late. If she hadn't put more energy into forging, she wouldn't have had a chance of getting into the inner courtyard at all.

But the forge upgrade was also of great benefit to her, and she was ready for all of her metal, spiritual forged metal, to make a two-piece armor! And it's a forged alloy.

Prepare for thick, thin hair. Be a two-word martial artist and a member of Shrek College's inner courtyard by the age of thirty.

Muxi's cultivation has also broken through the five rings, which is the level of the Soul King. In all respects, she is so good.

She was very confident in her efforts, so she wanted to see if she had caught up with him in forging after so long and four years apart from him.

Tang Mailin put the sunken silver in the forging table and calmed it. At the same time, he took out his pair of spiritual forged sunken silver hammers. His face was stiff, his eyes closed, and his silent condensation was quiet.

Looking at him seriously, Muxi, while holding her breath in her heart, had to admit that Tang Danglin was indeed her biggest competitor in forging the world, and even her pursuit.

He has been a Level 6 Forger for over four years, but remains so calm and steady while forging. He was only nineteen years old, and his state of mind was stable enough to show her how his father felt when he forged.

Not moving like a mountain! Weiwei Ruyue!

Muchen was also watching, Shrek Seven Monsters and the other six people stood a little further away to avoid affecting Tang Danglin.

Tang Mailin's forged hammer rests on the forging table, his hands hanging on both sides of his body, long arms, long ten fingers, nothing less than a strange feeling. Full of texture and an unspeakable temperament.

At this moment, he seems to have become part of this forging room, not a human being.

The forging time of the sunken silver is too easy to judge. Suddenly, Tang Mailin beat the button, and the sunken silver that has been calcined red has risen.

Tang Mailin opened his eyes almost instantly and held his pair of forged hammers simultaneously. Then a pair of forged hammers simultaneously probe.

Yeah, it's a probe, not a blow down.

Muxi was surprised to see that Tang Mailin stretched a pair of forged hammers flat over the sunken silver and began to knock.

Instead of lifting the forged hammer like a normal forge and smashing it all down, he suspended the hammer over the sunken silver, controlling a pair of forged hammers with the movement of his wrist to strike gently over the sunken silver constantly.

This is the first time Muxi has ever seen such a forge. Even his father, the Eighth Master, wouldn't have forged it like this!

But Tang Danglin did. His pair of forged hammers tapped lightly and steadily. But can a knock like this make a difference?

The thought just came to Muxi's mind, and the next moment, her eyes solidified.

Because she clearly saw that the heavy silver was shrinking rapidly under the seemingly lightweight banging of Tang Mailin. What's even stranger is that it's getting brighter and brighter. In vagueness, Muxi even saw some delicate and regular lines appear on this sunken silver.

This…

How can such a light knock be refined?

Dandelion's wrist trembled so fast that the knocking speed gave rise to a series of dense sounds like rain hitting a banana. And even more peculiarly, that dense banging sounds very rhythmic, like banging on a percussion soundtrack.