Ling Chen thought in his heart, if he said no at this time, no one would believe it, and he would also offend others. It seems that this person doesn't look like a villain, and with so many scales, he won't be able to use them for a while, so he might as well just go with
He changed.
"I wonder how many you need?"
When the man heard that there was something going on, he was overjoyed and said, "No more, no more, just seven or eight yuan for this big one."
This was not enough, so Ling Chen was a little helpless, but he still took out eight pieces of dragon scales and handed them to him, saying at the same time: "My surname is Ling Mingchen, I don't know the name of Brother Nangong."
"Oh, Brother Chen, you're welcome. Please call me Nangong when I'm at Nangongxuan." After saying that, he looked at Ling Chen and asked curiously: "Did Brother Chen kill a dragon? Forgive me, I see.
Brother Chen is only at the third level of Xiantian realm, so I think that dragon is very difficult to deal with. I wonder how Brother Chen succeeded?"
As soon as these words came out, even Master Renault on the side had a look of curiosity and confusion. Ling Chen would naturally not tell them the truth, but it was not difficult to just make up a story.
"Brother Nangong thinks so much of me, I don't have the ability to slay a dragon! It's just good luck, and I happened to meet that dragon during the tribulation. Haha, that dragon was struck by the last purple sky thunder and was still alive.
Yes, I took advantage of it."
In this way, luck is indeed very good, but Nangong Xuan and Renault believe it, because this is probably the only way it seems reasonable!
Ling Chen no longer cared about this, but discussed with Master Renault some requirements for the weapons to be built.
"Master, as I just said, this piece of reverse scale can be made into a heart-protecting mirror. This dragon horn can be made into a long sword. Oh, by the way, add this piece of psychic stone to it." After saying this, his heart moved.
, and then took out the dragon tendon, "Form this dragon tendon into a pair of gloves, eh! Then temper these dragon claws into tiny pointed cones and embed them in each joint of the glove. Is that okay? Master!"
"Haha, don't worry, although the materials are a bit difficult to refine, I'm still very confident."
"Then thank you in advance, Master! I wonder how many days it will take to refine it, and how much it will cost?"
"Well, it doesn't take long, but if you're not in a hurry, you can pick it up after ten days. If the time is longer, I can polish it more finely."
"Okay! I'll pick it up in ten days." Ling Chen nodded and agreed. He didn't have anything specific to do, so naturally he wasn't in a hurry.
When Nangong Xuan saw that he was about to leave after saying that, he quickly stopped him and said, "Brother Chen, take a step slowly. Please wait for me for a moment. I'll treat you to a restaurant to have a good meal to thank you for your help this time."
"Help?" Ling Chen was confused when he heard this. When had he ever helped him?
"Haha, Brother Chen, I don't know. If you hadn't appeared in time, I would have been disappointed because of the lack of materials this time. Do you think this is a big deal? I rarely come here once!"
Seeing that he was sincere and unable to refuse, Ling Chen nodded in agreement.
The material Nangongxuan used was a thousand-year-old turtle shell, which was not very small, but if he wanted to build a set of armor, it was a bit missing. Originally, he came first and could pick it up in five days, but he went and said he wanted it.
He and Ling Chen came together ten days later, which made Ling Chen feel a little strange.
After walking out of a thousand trials with Nangong Xuan, he called Linghu and was asked to follow Nangong Xuan to the restaurant where he lived.
This restaurant is not far from Qianqianbailian, just turn two streets and you will arrive. The restaurant is called Zui Sheng Meng Death and is famous for its wine. It is opened by a human and is quite famous here. However, something seemed to have happened when Ling Chen and others came.
As a matter of fact, many people came out cursing, and some people had bruises and swollen faces, obviously having been beaten.
Nangong Xuan frowned and walked in first. The first floor was packed and there were no empty seats, but it was so quiet that it seemed strange. These people glanced at the stairs to the second floor from time to time while they were eating and drinking. There seemed to be someone there.
Something that makes them very afraid.
Seeing them come in, a waiter recognized Nangong Xuan and ran over to apologize: "I'm sorry, sir, but a young man has booked the room upstairs. I even invited him to dine in the room!"
Nangong Xuan's frown deepened. He said he wanted to invite Ling Chen, so what's going on? And seeing the people who just walked out cursing and the looks of those who were beaten with bruises and bruises on their noses and faces, it was obvious that this person was on the second floor.
He is definitely not a good person. He dislikes this kind of people the most. He just eats when he eats. Why do he have to affect others?
"Is everyone upstairs full?"
After listening to Nangong Xuan's question, the waiter hesitated for a moment and then said: "No, there are more than 20 tables upstairs, and only three tables are occupied." It seems that the waiter is quite complaining about this matter. But he is still very kind.
He reminded: "Young Master, it's better not to cause trouble. He is not an easy master to mess with, and there are more than a dozen of his subordinates. You'd better be patient and go back to your room! I'll prepare food for you right away."
As he said that, he looked at Ling Chen who was following him again. He seemed a little confused. Wasn't he alone when he went out? Why was there an extra person when he came back? Moreover, Ling Chen's white hair was too eye-catching, so he couldn't help but look at it more.
A few glances.
"This is my new brother. I originally planned to have a good meal, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing." After saying that, he sighed, turned to Ling Chen and apologized: "I'm really sorry, I didn't expect to eat.
This happens every meal."
Ling Chen didn't care, and smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter, at worst, we can change places."
Nangong Xuan was also very generous. He didn't want to spoil his mood because of this matter, so he laughed and said: "That's right, we don't have the same exposure as these clowns. Let's change places to avoid seeing these people staining our eyes."
He said this very loudly, and the entire first floor was very quiet at this time, and he was standing at the top of the stairs. From the second floor, he could hear every word clearly.
As soon as Ling Chen heard this, he knew that it was hard to be kind. Although Nangong Xuan was heroic, he was also a master who couldn't bear his anger at all. Even if he planned to change places, he still had to vent his frustration. But the man upstairs was so strong,
How can I be willing to give up after hearing this?
Sure enough, just as Nangong Xuan was about to turn around and greet Ling Chen to leave, he heard a strange and sarcastic voice coming from the second floor: "I thought it was that dog barking downstairs! It turns out to be the eldest young master of the Nangong family, what is Nangong Young Master?
Sometimes I like to go to school and bark, but I would like to let Mr. Wang see it."
The eldest son of the Nangong family, the Nangong family, there are not many families named Nangong in the world, and the man upstairs claims to be surnamed Wang. Could it be that he is the Nangong family and the Wang family of the seven major families? But these two families are in Qinglong.
Empire, why did the young master of the Nangong family come here? Even if he wanted to make weapons, he didn't have to travel such a long distance himself?
Ling Chen's thoughts were flashing in his mind, but Nangong Xuan was furious in his heart, and he also obviously heard the identity of the person upstairs, "You scum of the Wang family, I didn't expect you to be here too. I think you are itchy.
Come here and make noise!" As he said that, he walked upstairs, obviously having a fiery temper.
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