"This is……"

After Yi Butian saw the thing clearly, his face changed slightly, "The city cannon in the previous dynasty?"

"Um?"

Now Nuaner stopped moving, "Do you know me?"

"certainly."

Yi Butian exclaimed, "This thing still exists."

"There were skilled craftsmen in the previous dynasty and skillful craftsmen. They used cold iron to make cannons, which could absorb the power of heaven and earth, and then fired after being condensed. They were very powerful! However, this thing was too bulky and could only be placed on the city wall to defend, so it was called city cannons, which are very rare now."

Yi Butian explained.

"laugh--"

Nuan'er wiped the cannon with a handkerchief, and a bright silver light flashed on it.

That's not dust.

It's more like the camouflage of the outer layer of a cannon.

“Huh?”

Nuan'er was surprised. After wiping a few times, the original black disappeared. What appeared in front of everyone was a silver-white cannon with many mysterious patterns on it, and even gems were inlaid at both ends, making the original ordinary cannon look extremely luxurious.

"this……"

Yi Butian was stunned, "This is a cannon dedicated to the palace of the previous dynasty!"

"This kind of cannon is not only exquisite in shape, but also has completely different materials. It is lighter, stable, and has a great lethality. Unfortunately..." Yi Butian looked carefully and shook his head slightly, "It's indeed broken. The cannon that could have been released continuously will be released once a long time."

"Can't move, it's too heavy, it'll take you to use it once a long time..."

Yi Butian sighed, "This thing is almost useless."

"How could it be here?"

Liu Feng was confused.

"I don't know how many years have I moved this shop. Many things inside have become antiques. Occasionally, some customers like to come and search." Yi Butian shrugged helplessly, "I haven't flipped through this pile of garbage carefully. I guess it was some ancestor who dragged it in."

Liu Feng felt thoughtful.

At this time, Nuan'er stared at the cannon for a long time, and then grabbed it with one hand.

"Be careful, girl."

Yi Butian was shocked, "Although the palace's special cannon is relatively light, it is still five or six hundred kilograms, don't..."

"call."

Nuaner carried it up and looked at Yi Butian in confusion, "What did you say?"

“…”

Yi Butian twitched, "It's okay, as long as you like it, as long as you like it, hahahaha."

"Oh, I'll try."

Nuaner nodded.

"when!"

She raised the cannon and smashed it hard.

"boom!"

The ground trembled and the entire antique shop swayed.

"This material is great, much stronger than that Fang Tian Huaji."

Nuan'er was amazed, with joy in her eyes, "Can I want this?"

"certainly."

Yi Butian was a little frightened, "The price is easy to say, but it was an antique in the previous dynasty after all..."

Yi Butian was halfway through his words, and suddenly found that the little girl's white jade fingers were suddenly placed behind the palace cannon. After a while of groping, he placed them on a switch. He was immediately creepy and shocked.

"free!"

"This thing is free!"

Yi Butian said hurriedly.

"ah?"

Nuaner was confused.

“Free, really free.”

"The treasure is only given to those who are destined to be. Since this thing is destined to be with the girl, please give it to the girl."

Yi Butian's face was solemn.

"real?"

Nuan'er suspects that something is so good

"certainly."

Yi Butian's face was serious and extremely excited, and he almost swears to the sky.

"oh."

Nuan'er then believed it, looking disappointed, "It's a pity that I want to kill Liu Feng once."

Yi Butian: "..."

Liu Feng: "..."

A quarter of an hour later.

Yi Butian was then happy and finally found the attitude of the owner. He sent Liu Feng and Nuan'er away. After taking the two away, he was sweating all over. The heavy cannon of the former dynasty palace, weighing more than 300 pounds, and someone easily carried it as a weapon!

Besides, if the little girl had a shot inside just now...

"I remember reading the almanac when I went out today."

Yi Butian wanted to cry without tears.

Walking on the street.

The return rate between Liu Feng and Nuaner is 100%.

Yes.

Anyone who saw a little girl carrying a huge thing taller than her would be afraid of it, so she looked at her for a few more heartache. The eyes of Liu Feng were not so kind, and she actually asked her sister to carry such a heavy thing. This guy was so bad!

Liu Feng was caught in various attacks.

"Why do I help you carry it?"

Liu Feng sighed, being the master is amazing to do this. What’s even more bizarre is that Nuaner despised him, “How can you carry it?”

Liu Feng opened his mouth and closed it again.

"When I didn't say it."

...

Linyang Avenue.

The sun shines brightly, and the official road more than ten meters wide is shining with a greasy light when exposed to the sun.

Wen Zeli stood at the nearby hill and looked at the official road, his face slightly darkened, and his eyes showed a little doubt, "According to the investigation, Liu Feng should have appeared here. It's been three days, and he hasn't arrived yet! Did something happen?"

"Wait a little longer."

Wen Zeli's hands were strong behind his back.

Wait leisurely.

The dignified Mansion Master is actually waiting like this for a painter?

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the Lord of the Mansion.

If someone saw this scene, he would probably be very moved.

However, if you look closely, you will find that in the sleeves of Wen Zeli's clothes, there is this document with a row of scarlet small words on it: Liu Feng is suspected to be the son of the Heavenly Tropic. If you find it, kill him!

"call--"

A cool breeze blew.

The sun was covered by dark clouds, revealing Wen Zeli's somewhat cold smile.

When he targeted Liu Feng, Liu Feng was already dead. Is there any suspense to be said about the dignified Mansion Master who wants to kill an ordinary painter?

...

"boom!"
To be continued...