The Legend of the Dragon King

Don Dandelion didn't expect this gentleman to talk so well in front of you. Didn't he say that the soldiers are old-fashioned? Moreover, Xu Weitao also had the appearance of a soldier. He was extremely tall and taller than Tang Danglin. He had a wider shoulder and an axe-shattering face. He should not be a good speaker. His chief blood division, the Melee Division, can tell from Jiang May how strong this army is. The battle power of a blood master can be seen from a battalion.

“Sir, isn't this okay?” Tang Mailin tried to probe.

Xu Weitao smiled, “There's nothing wrong with that. Those of you at Blood Camp call me that. I don't believe you'll see them next time. Oh, not all of them, Blood 7, Blood 8, Blood 9 call me Xu, the rest of you call me Xiaoxu. ”

Don Dance Linton was speechless. He was just an outsider of Blood Camp. Can he be like the others?

Dragon rain and snow sideways: “Come on, Mai Lin, don't get into the title. Just like me, call Uncle Xu. Open the door and ask us to come in.” Nor did she have the keys to the forged studio, so she had to wait for Tang Danglin to open the door.

Tang Mailin hastily invited them in.

Xu Weitao took a look at the situation in the forged room, smiling: “Dancing Lin, listen to the rain and snow, you are a master blacksmith. This is a scarce talent for our regiment. The deputy commander won't allow you to advance to the ranks with forged merits. He also wants to avoid bad ideas from a large number of officers and soldiers. For harmony. I hope you understand, if there's anything you need, just say we'll fix it for you. ”

The senior ranks of the Legion still apologize for not allowing Tang Mailin to advance to the ranks by forging accumulated merits. Especially for the Legion, the Mason is indeed very rare, and almost all the senior members of the Legion will turn to him for help.

Tang Mailin shook his head. "You're welcome, Uncle Xu. Legion is also considered as a whole. Indeed, warriors strive to kill their enemies, accumulate merit in exchange for their lives, promote their ranks as they deserve, and I am nothing but a forger.” He said the clouds were light, but how could there not be any dissatisfaction?

How many years has he been practicing his forge? It's been fifteen years since I was six. And the youngest saint on the continent.

Xu Weitao smiled: “Knowing that you have a grudge, you have joined the Blood Camp. Do you have any future rank promotion or problems? In terms of resources, the Legion can lean towards you. You can make some reasonable demands. ”

Tang Mailin smiled slightly, “I'll be fine then. I need a bigger studio, preferably connected to a warehouse that can hold armor. This would be more beneficial for my forge work. I don't want anything else. ”

Xu Weitao was slightly stunned. He came today not only to ask Tang Danglin to repair the armor for him, but more importantly to show good. One slap, always a sweet date. The refusal to allow Tang Dynasty Lin to forge to advance to the ranks is still controversial at the senior level of the military ministry. Though Tang Dynasty Lin was born at Shrek College and is one of the seven monsters of contemporary Shrek, at least the Legion of Blood God doesn't have to worry about the trouble he's causing. Credits traded for forging are also regular.

Ultimately, however, it was decided not to reverse the previous decision. And for a saint, it's always a cage.

Blood camp, in a sense, is not directly affiliated with the Blood Divine Legion. As soon as the blood has been incorporated into Blood Divine Camp Tang Danglin in such a short period of time, it may have some connotations of dissatisfaction with them. This is the mainstay of the entire Legion of Bloodshed.

Therefore, Xu Weitao came today with a certain sense of kindness and willingness to give Tang Danglin some inclination in terms of resources. But who knows, Tang Danglin only needs such a foundation, and it is indeed a very reasonable request.

Though a financial fan, Tang Mailin is also very smart. Of course, he can take advantage of many resources, but one doesn't know how much the Legion will give, and the other, if he takes the Legion's resources, he takes them for nothing. Then, after the regiment assigned him some forge work, he could not resign.

His more energy is still being spent on practice, while also competing in the competition. In the future, he will not always be in the Legion of the Bloodshed, nor should he owe the Legion any favors.

Therefore, Tang Danglin thought clearly, only the most basic requirements for the present.

“This is simple, let me help you find a place. There's this place behind our Legion armor warehouse. When dealing with the tide of the beast the other day, one of my armor was seriously damaged and may need to be reformulated. Please take a look. ”

Xu Weitao lit up on his right shoulder and grabbed his left hand on his shoulder. The light flashed. A dark silver shoulder appeared in his hand.

Tang Mailin had found that his right shoulder was actually a little inflexible. It would appear that he was injured in the battle with the Abyss creatures.

After taking over the shoulder armor, Tang Mailin couldn't help but breathe a sip of cool air. Generally speaking, the three-word armor is forged from soul forging metal. From two-word armor to three-word armor, that's a qualitative leap. And the saints are at least ten times fewer three-word martial artists than two-word martial artists.

Soul forging metal, already has its own wisdom and life, can do a great deal of self-healing. So ordinary trauma is nothing to the metal of soul forging, but the broken shoulder in front of it is quite unusual.

This shoulder body has only one scratch, but it just rips the armor out of it, and what's even more horrible is that there's a lot of weak swimming wire energy that is constantly eroding the armor and not allowing the metal to repair itself.

The energy of these tiny swimming wires, it looks like a little grey white bug, dense and numb, striking.

Dude, what kind of force is this? Damage! Of those abyss creatures, it turns out that the strong ones are like the forest.

Tang Danglin was shocked and wondering how he could fix this shoulder armor. The armor itself cannot be repaired, nor can it be self-recovered with the strength of the soul. This means that this armor could be scrapped.

As a forger, he's not an armor maker, if he wants to repair this armor, not rebuild it, then there's only one way to do it, which is to let the armor itself repair more than the destructive power of those Fae. Only then can the armor be repaired.

After a moment of reflection, Tang Mailin's eyes suddenly lit up and his heart was set on it.

He walked to his forged table with the armor, placed it on top of it, did not remove the forged hammer, but smeared it in his eyebrow and released his gold dragon gun.

Seeing the Golden Dragon Gun, Xu Weitao couldn't help but glance, "Good weapon!” He saw Tang Dynasty use a golden dragon gun in the video, but compared to that, his long gun seemed different again. The sharp air inside, just look with your eyes, seems to have a sense of division in your mind.

Tang Mailin smiled at him, pressed down the tip of the gun and dotted it on the shoulder.

A strange scene appeared and the golden glitter flashed on the Golden Dragon Gun. The alien energy on his shoulder shivered like a wire. Then, like Heiner Baichuan, it poured into the Golden Dragon Gun and disappeared.

Tang Dynasty Lin's body shocked, and the golden dragon gun suddenly sent a thick energy into his body, which exhilarated his spirit, and the dragon nucleus lit up violently.

This is…, there seems to be only so little energy, so thick. It's almost like killing a Baan to suck in.

Tang Mailin smiled and smiled satisfactorily on his face.