What she is good at is weapon modification.

Guns and ammunition are no problem, but cold weapons are even more difficult to defeat her.

Besides, this long sword is too brittle, and it is not safe for Xuanyuan Yao to hold it in his hand. The best thing to do is to rebuild it as soon as possible before it harms its owner.

Xuanyuan Yao's handsome face fell, and he gathered the fragmented long sword together as if he were 'gathering a corpse', pulled off the tablecloth and wrapped it up, carefully checking it again and again, for fear of leaving any 'broken limbs'.

Hearing Ji Xiang's consolation, he did not recover from his sad mood, "The master gave this to me before he died. His name is Chi You, and countless people in the world have heard of his name.

But there are only a handful of people who have actually seen it.”[

It's fine now. The sword was chopped up by a little girl and looked like salted fish pieces. It was placed there piece by piece. This made people who really loved swords feel extremely sad when they saw it.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault. Please, please, I won't use your pet peeves to practice next time." He took the baggage with his little hand, and Jixiang sent it to the three craftsmen in person, asking them to put it down.

To do this, she recast Xuanyuan Yao's long sword and added some new materials to improve the purity and density of the long sword itself. To this end, she did not hesitate to spend the iron mother that she had collected with great difficulty, and several rare

of ores.

After spending a lot of money, I still can't get Xuanyuan Yao's smile back.

"Be stingy. If you are willing to gamble and admit defeat, don't gamble if you can't afford to lose." Her voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough for Prince Yizun to hear clearly, but it seemed like she was mumbling complaints.

Xuanyuan Yao remained unmoved, staring at her coldly with a sullen face, as if he was still angry.
Chapter completed!