"You..." The craftsman couldn't speak immediately.

"If I guess correctly, this task has a time limit. If you don't complete it within the specified time, it will have a significant impact on you." When Jiyan saw that the craftsman had begun to show the intention of failure, he immediately pursued him.[]

"Okay, okay, I'm defeated, what do you want? At worst, you don't have to do the Death Moon Stone. Even if I lose everything, I will repair your shield." The craftsman was a little angry.

If civilized people raise their eyebrows at each other, it means, Damn, boss, you are too strong. We are here to ask for help, but unexpectedly they become people begging us.

Zero was also a big surprise. He thought that everyone would definitely make a duel when they came here to ask the craftsman for help, but he didn't expect that the boss would seize the opportunity, so he would surrender to the craftsman.

"Haha, Master Craftsman, you have been worried about it. We are very grateful to me for being able to repair the shield for my brother. As for the Death Moon Stone, we should be found by our brothers." The smoke stopped when he saw the smoke was ready.

"What do you mean?" The craftsman was a little confused.

"My meaning is very simple. You are a genius of a generation. You have changed from a businessman of God to a single profession to a powerful weapon for divine weapons and choose Ice Wind Valley as your home. It will undoubtedly have an impact on you in the business field. From the shield of honor, I also know that maybe if you want to create those so-called magic weapons, it will take a lot of special materials, so I have a bold idea." The smoke began to explain his shooting direction.

The craftsman was kind and smart, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "What do you mean is we cooperate?"

Ji Yan nodded vigorously and said, "That's right, but it's not cooperation, but heart-to-heart talk."

"Friendship?" The craftsman obviously didn't understand this meaning and looked at the smoke in confusion.

The eyes of Jam Smoke were filled with sincerity: "What materials do you need when you refine treasures in the future? Even if you tell us brothers, we will definitely not refuse. We will help you find the materials and will not ask for any reward."

Before Jamyan finished speaking, the craftsman continued: "If you brothers have anything that needs my help, just speak up, and I won't be embarrassed. But Jamyan's last words are nonsense. What does it mean to reward? I have principles in life."

The craftsman was a little excited. He looked at the smoke of gunpowder, and the smoke nodded and signaled him to continue.

The craftsman cleared his throat and said, "I am a businessman. To be honest, it's just for money, so I will definitely get rewards. In this way, I'll give you an idea. If you think you can, we will try to communicate with each other. If not, I'll just recognize the experience this time."

This craftsman is also a person with a temperament and put forward his point of view: "I think what you said, if I need any materials, I will ask you for them, and you will go find them. When I can really make magical weapons, I promise to make one for you, but you have to produce the materials yourself."

The words of the craftsman are just like the smoke of gunpowder, which is why he promised to help the craftsman find those precious materials.

Without Qing'er, the craftsman is very important to the team of gunpowder.

Ji Yan nodded vigorously and said, "Okay, that's it."

"Wait first, don't be too happy too early. To say something bad to you, I, the Craftsman God, don't everyone believe me. I know zero strength. As for you, I'm not sure. It's not that easy to cooperate with the Craftsman God. Take some abilities to convince me." The Craftsman God regained his arrogant attitude.

"Oh? What kind of proof does the craftsman want?" Ji Yan asked.

"It's very simple. You have always spoken on your team. Then this Death Moon Stone can be obtained by your own ability. You can't buy it or ask for help. How about it? Do you dare to take it?" The craftsman said excitedly.

"Okay, I'll go by myself." Jiyan said arrogantly.

"Haha, who cares about you so much? I just stimulate you. You are really trapped. What I said has never failed." The craftsman laughed, and the smoke was still hit by his stimulus. "A person who can make Zero respect so respect must be not a mortal."

"No, craftsman, for my sincerity, I will go alone this time, but from what you mean, you know where the Death Moon Stone can be obtained. I hope you can tell me so that I can complete it within the specified time." Jiyan said sincerely.

The craftsman was stunned, but he didn't expect that there were such people in the world. This confidence and integrity were so similar to his real teacher. The craftsman looked at the smoke of gunpowder and said a few words lightly: "The Temple of Death, time is three days."

"I will come back here to find you after you get the Death Moon Stone." Ji Yan replied.

"Boss, don't worry, let's leave Luohuang Wetland to us, and the equipment will be all for you." Zero suddenly spoke.

"Well, okay, wait for my good news." Ji Yan patted Zero. "Then let's go first." Ji Yan greeted the craftsman and was about to lead everyone away. After all, the quest for the Death Moon Stone in Ji Yan's place had begun to count down.

"Wait, take this." The craftsman waved his hand, and a brand new shield of honor appeared in his hand, and then handed it to the civilized man. He coughed and said, "Don't call me the wrong name in the future. There are not many people in total that know. It's so depressing."

The civilized man was embarrassed again. Seeing the shield of honor as his original attributes, he felt warm in his heart.

"Thank you, God craftsman."

The craftsman fell directly from the rocking chair.

"You go first, I have something to say with Jamyan." The craftsman got up from the ground and suddenly said coldly.

"What's wrong, cousin, why are you so listless today? Is your cousin's figure not good? Or is your skin not smooth enough?" On a colorful big bed, two naked men Pang Xuan were together.

The man was obviously out of shape, which made the lovely man beneath him feel dissatisfied.

"Tell me, cousin, have you got another little beauty? You don't like your cousin anymore?" The woman continued to be coquettish and kept twisting her waist.

"No." The man's voice was very elegant, but his lower body was even more elegant, which made women very annoying.

A small cherry mouth held the man's baby in his mouth, and the man made a comfortable sound.

Then he suddenly stood up, pressed the woman under him, and asked for it wildly. The woman was panting and screaming with satisfaction.

After the rain and rain, the sweet man crawled in the man's arms and said swayingly: "What's wrong, my cousin, today is different from before."

"Nothing." The man seemed unwilling to say more, but a cloud was always buried between his eyebrows.

"Tsk, it seems that I can only be your cousin, not your lover, and I don't want to tell me anything." The woman was a little reluctant.

"Cousin, you're thinking too much, it's something in the game." The man said helplessly.

"Isn't it just a miracle? Who can't help me? Tell me, my cousin, I'll help you. You have to know that your cousin is not much worse than you in miracles, and at some point, he is even much stronger than you." The woman suddenly felt energetic when she heard that it was a game.

"Oh, is that right? My cousin is so powerful here now. Then I will talk to you." The man also became energetic when he saw his cousin's expression.

"Wash breasts and listen with slutty." A woman used an alternative idiom.

The man smiled elegantly and said, "Have you heard it? There is a sword saint called Happy Smoke after the He District. He is very arrogant. I really want to destroy his majesty, but I didn't expect that I spent a lot of money to hire a killer, but failed." The failure of the paper-cutter has reached his ears, which is what made him depressed today.

"Wow, look at your promising prospects. Isn't it just jealous of someone? Killer? Are killers now effective? Sometimes it depends on our women." The beautiful Keerren said proudly, with two sharp edges shaking in the trembling.

"You have a way?" the man said happily.

"Whether there is a way depends on my cousin's performance, hahahaha." The woman smiled like a silver bell.

The man immediately took the gun into battle and started fighting with the woman again.

The smoke of gunpowder walked alone on the road to the Temple of Death, but did not know that the danger was approaching himself little by little.
Chapter completed!