The effect of the third-grade Restoring Pill was indeed good. Within five minutes, Liu Feng fully recovered. He got out of bed, stood in front of the bed and stretched, looking at a large lawn outside the window, where there were two young girls.
While playing and playing with each other, the tall breasts on their chests jumped randomly, showing their amazing elasticity.
Rong Xiaoyun also looked out the window, and couldn't help but swallow when he saw the turbulent breasts of the two maids. He looked at Liu Feng again, only to find that he had turned his head, lifted up the cashmere carpet on the ground and wiped it vigorously.
Wiping his muddy leather boots...
"A carpet worth a hundred taels of gold and one meter..." Rong Xiaoyun's face twitched, and he suppressed his heartache. He turned to look at the maid outside the window again, but was frustrated to find that no one was there and she had left.
"Can we say it now?" Liu Feng looked at his leather boots with satisfaction and nodded secretly. Yes, the cashmere carpet for cleaning boots is very clean. It seems that it will have to be spread all over the floor of Liu's house in the future.
This way you don't have to worry about getting your boots dirty.
If you let him know the price of this carpet, he will definitely be surprised, but he will shake his head indifferently, gold? He has plenty of it!
"Let's go outside for a walk with me!" Rong Xiaoyun thought it would be better to stay here less. He was afraid that this valuable carpet would be completely scrapped later and would not be able to be washed clean!
Although the Rong family is very rich, they cannot do this. No matter how much money they have, they cannot afford to be wasted like this.
Rong Xiaoyun is sure that Liu Feng is definitely the first prodigal who dares to use a cashmere carpet worth one hundred taels of gold and one meter to clean his boots!
Walking to the door, Rong Xiaoyun changed his shoes before walking out.
Only then did Liu Feng realize that everyone seemed to have changed their shoes when they came in. When he saw this, he seemed to have found some clues, his face suddenly turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed.
"Please sit down, you can call me Mr. Rong, or you can call me old man. Although I am only fifty years old, although I look old, you can still call me old man!" What Rong Xiaoyun said left Liu Feng confused.
, have you ever introduced yourself like this? It’s a complete mess!
"What about you? What do you call me?" Looking at Liu Feng who lowered his head and remained silent, only drinking tea, Rong Xiaoyun had to ask himself.
"Leng Yuecheng, Liu Feng." Liu Feng didn't know where he was now. Although the old man seemed very kind, Liu Feng still erred on the side of caution and didn't say much about unknown things.
"This is Xiaoyun Villa, the territory of the number one foundry master in the entire Yueshan County. My surname is Rong and my first name is Xiaoyun!" Rong Xiaoyun felt it was necessary to introduce himself clearly first. He had already understood Liu Feng's caution.
"Xiaoyun Villa is the holy land for all forgers in the entire Yueshan County, and even the entire Qinglong Empire. Our Xiaoyun Villa is also the most important holy place for forgers. I have also seen your talent. It is very good. You are interested in joining me at Xiaoyun Villa."
? As long as you join, don’t take part in that ridiculous competition to recruit a bride. I’ll go to Fen Yan personally and get his delicate daughter back to you, so that he won’t dare to come and ask for her!”
Rong Xiaoyun Niubi boasted coaxingly. This was Liu Feng's idea. Although he also felt that this old man was very strong, if he dared to fight with the entire Yueshan County with just one villa, wasn't this looking for death?
I can't believe a word the old man says!
Liu Feng has already recorded his first impression on Rong Xiaoyun! He is very vulgar and loves to brag.
"I'm not interested, you find someone else!" Liu Feng patted his butt after saying this and prepared to leave.
"Stupid pig, come here!"
Liu Feng summoned his spiritual power and shouted in the distance, calling Jiuliuzhu to leave here!
"Lu!" The Jiu Liuli Pig instantly appeared in the distance, arrived in a flash, and jumped into Liu Feng's arms.
"This guy..." Rong Xiaoyun's face twitched hard, feeling very humiliated. This was the first time he wanted to recruit someone to join the Rong family. Before, he didn't know how many casters lined up to beg him.
He took them in, but he didn't pick them up.
Who would have thought that when I met Liu Feng, I would reject him right away, and so simply!
"I must be patient! He must not know my reputation. The seventh-grade foundry master can't accept anyone. If word spreads, those old guys will laugh to death!" Rong Xiaoyun gritted his teeth, "How can you say that I am also a seventh-grade foundry master?
Genius, I must capture you!"
He looked at Liu Feng's back with as much passion as he looked at a naked girl.
"Then, I will keep you with a seventh-grade complete set of armor!" Rong Xiaoyun couldn't help it anymore, and was about to throw out temptation!
"Not interested in!"
"It is a seventh-grade armor that can withstand a full blow from the ninth-grade totem sect without being damaged!"
"Still not interested, Baby Pig, let's go!"
The corners of Liu Feng's eyes were twitching, but he still chose to move forward without hesitation. The benefits were too great, and there was definitely a conspiracy. He was not willing to be fooled.
"What should I do? What should I do? Such a genius cannot be snatched away by a villain like Fen Yan. By the way, there are also seventh-grade holy soldiers!" Rong Xiaoyun has always loved talent as much as his life, and the foundry master he fell in love with.
No one can escape yet.
Of course, the casters he likes are usually not stupid enough to refuse, and they can't even ask for anything.
"Liu Feng, you have to think about the seventh-grade holy weapon and holy armor. If you agree to join, you must honor it immediately!"
When Rong Xiaoyun said this, the corners of his mouth were twitching and his heart was bleeding. He was reluctant to use these two sacred objects. Now they have been lying in the secret room without using them!
However, he did not shed his blood just because Liu Feng would get them, but when he first forged them, he sadly discovered that the holy objects did not recognize their owner and would not hold him in their mouth at all, and he could not use them even if he wanted to.
The seventh and eighth and ninth grades are no longer ordinary armors and weapons. They already have their own titles, holy objects, pseudo-divine objects, divine objects. They are also called holy weapons and holy armors, pseudo-divine weapons and pseudo-gods.
Armor, divine weapon and divine armor.
They all have their own spirituality, and they think who can use it can use it, and if they fail, they will definitely cast them, and they will definitely give the caster face. There once was a seventh-grade caster who wanted to cast himself
The forged holy weapon forcibly recognized its master, but who knew that the guy would rather die than surrender, and finally self-destructed, directly killing the seventh-grade forger. From then on, no forger dared to disrespect them anymore.
Armors and weapons of grade seven or above are no longer dead objects, but precious gifts given by the totem gods. It's just a matter of who can make them recognize their owners.
But Liu Feng didn't know about these circumstances. His eyes lit up and he immediately had an idea. Since the old man was so willing, if he refused to agree, he seemed a little disrespectful to this old man who, although he was only fifty years old, looked like he was seventy years old.
.
"Well, I can promise you this. I will reluctantly accept the seventh-grade holy weapon and seventh-grade holy armor, but!"
Liu Feng paused and thought for a while, he couldn't give up on the contest to find a bride. Although he was not interested in Fen Yan's daughter, he absolutely couldn't let Meng Jun succeed!
Rong Xiaoyun's heart skipped a beat, and his face instantly turned pale, "Oh, my little ancestor, please don't ask for anything anymore. My most important treasures have been given to you, and the only thing left is my lovely and beautiful granddaughter."
It's over." Rong Xiaoyun was secretly worried, and finally he made up his mind. At worst, he would marry his granddaughter to him, and he would also keep Liu Feng.
"However, I still have to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit a bride. You can rest assured that I am not interested in the daughter of Lord Burning City. I will definitely not come first. As long as someone does not come first!"
"Huh...fortunately, I finally saved my granddaughter!"
Rong Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, but then he thought about it. It seemed that it would be good to marry his granddaughter to Liu Feng, a genius! Well, it is worth considering...