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161 inferior lottery gold medal

[161 lower-level lottery (gold medal plus update)]
"Firearms?" Li Tiannuan looked confused, "But I've never seen such a firearm?"
Tianliang patted the stool next to him, motioned for her to sit down, and asked: "I heard from Huayin and Baozi that you are familiar with the methods and steps of making various weapons in Xifeng, and you are very clear about their structure and principles.
, right?"
Although some of the words in the words were strange, Li Tiannuan roughly knew what they meant. She nodded and said: "It's not that I'm familiar with it, but I can name everything in the book."
.”
Tian Liang looked at such a little sister, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and smiled.
Li Tiannuan's personality is gentle, elegant, and very humble. If she can say this, she must be very confident.
"Are you interested in these things?" Tianliang spread out the pieces of paper he had drawn and placed them all in front of her.
Li Tiannuan glanced at it, but there was still doubt on his face, "Third sister, I have heard about firearms. There are also records in the book of the three-eye system that can shoot short shots. There is also a kind of fire called fierce fire that was once abundant in Dongjing country.
A large firearm from an oil tank, it can be used to defend a city and is extremely lethal. However, it is too inconvenient to move and is not conducive to marching and fighting, so it is rarely used except when defending a city. As for such a lightweight and special-shaped firearm... it is made
What it is used for and how it is used, I have never seen it in any book..."
"It doesn't matter whether you've seen them or not. What's important is that I want you to create them for me."
As soon as Tian Liang said it, Li Tiannuan's beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide, full of disbelief, "Create...me?"
"Well, in a few days I will provide you with what you need and all the notes you need to write. You only need to study these things carefully these days. I will send someone to pick you up in the workshop in a few days.
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"Fangli?" Li Tiannuan's little head couldn't work.
"Okay, take the picture and be careful to wet it. Don't get caught in the rain or get cold. Go back and rest." Tianliang stood up and stretched, and after giving her a gentle order, he lay down on the bed. "
I'm going to fight in groups tomorrow, and I don't know what kind of partner I'll be with. Just in case, it's better to conserve my energy. I won't go see my mother today. I'll go there when I win."
Tianliang said, yawned, and turned over to feel like sleeping...
Li Tiannuan looked at the paper drawings, folded them very carefully and preciously and stuffed them into her arms. The panic on her face had disappeared, and she was a little more calm and determined, "Mother, I will take care of you. Third sister, don't worry. Then
... I wish Third Sister a good start tomorrow, and go back to the house first when the weather is warm."
Smiling, she walked to the door, opened the umbrella, closed the door for Tianliang, and walked out...
Tianliang finally felt relieved. Fortunately, despite all the disappointments, Li Tianliang also had a smart and reliable sister. Otherwise, if she had to take care of everything by herself, wouldn't it be worse than managing the Lu family in her previous life?
Are you still tired?
◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆
Being able to participate in the group battle is proof that one is not far away from the final event of the Imperial City Arena. In previous events, a large number of mediocre or low-power warriors can be eliminated, but in this group battle, it will be more cruel, and the elimination rate
Bigger, faster, until there are ten elites left, the winner will be seen in the imperial city arena, and the strongest one will be selected.
There were not many women who could enter the group station. When Tian Liang arrived at the ring, he was not surprised to see less than five female warriors in total, including Shen Rongrong and Li Tianzhen.
Shen Rongrong and Li Tianzhen happened to be in the same group again, and they had just fought with two other women in the same group. Fortunately, they passed safely.
For the rest of Tianliang, you have to partner with men and fight with men. Comparatively speaking, it is a very unfavorable situation.
When she heard the emcee calling her name, she jumped up on the stage and walked to the lottery tube. She shook it and poured one out randomly. She picked up the wooden lottery ticket from the ground, turned it over and looked at it. She was speechless.
"My father-in-law, do you know if I can change my signature?" she said to the waiter who was registering the person's name.
"Hmph! Of course not. Miss Li San thinks that she can do whatever she wants because she has become famous recently?" The eunuch in the chamber gave her a strange look, "There are a lot of rumors these days about how powerful and powerful Miss Li you are. Now, too. Are you afraid of getting a low-quality lottery?"
"The lower-grade lottery is what you said, father-in-law. It has nothing to do with me."
Tian Liang's lips curved into a smile, and with a twist of his wrist, he turned the wooden stick over and threw it on the ground in front of the chamberlain, "Father-in-law, please call that man to come up."
When the waiter saw the name signed, his face turned pale, and his thin throat trembled so much that he could hardly speak, "Yes...yes..."
"What, this king is a low-level lottery?"
A cold and stern male voice sounded, and the man who saw the signature coming up, wearing a dark long coat and an upright body, was already standing alone in the middle of the stage. He put his hands behind his hands and looked at the waiter coldly, and asked coldly.
The servant hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed three times and said, "I deserve to die. If I make a mistake, I will slap you immediately!"
He said hastily, raised his hand and started to slap himself...
Before Tian Liang could speak, Feng Aotian had already walked to her side, bent down and said coldly, "Let this slave fight. When do you think enough is enough, when do you stop?"
One group allowed her to be arrogant and continue her lawless tone.
Tian Liang said to him, "I don't want to delay the event. Can I trouble the Third Prince not to make unreasonable troubles and continue to let others draw lots?"
Feng Aotian's face sank and he said in a low voice: "I am venting my anger on you."
"I'm not angry!" Tianliang smiled as brightly as a flower, like an elf, "No one said I was a low-ranking person."
"You..." Damn goblin!
He calmed down his anger and ordered in a low voice, "Okay, let's continue drawing lots. The next opponent to be drawn will come up quickly."
"Third brother, if you are too angry, it is easy to hurt your body." A whisper fell, and then a man in Tsing Yi floated up from the stage. His face was calm and calm, his face was still pale, but there was a bit of imperceptible brilliance. .
Maybe it was because there was someone he wanted to see standing in the ring.
Tian Liang looked at him and was startled for a moment, but he only let the surprise stay on his face for a few seconds before returning to indifference.
It's Feng Xiyun.
Chapter completed!
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