My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 4437 5.0189

"This is Senior Light."

The word of the tree fell, and An Wushuang's mouth opened wide.

Fu Sangong beside him also looked at the old man with surprise.

In front of him, this ugly old man who stood upright turned out to be the legendary artifact master Luguang.

That old senior with a forge furnace?

Fu Sangong and the master of Wushuang County both saluted each other, "I've seen the seniors."

"There are rumors in the world that the seniors lived near the Xueling Holy Land. I didn't expect that we were bumped into today." The Wushuang County Master was very excited. "I heard that the forging furnace of the seniors has the strongest name in the world. Can the younger generations open their eyes? "

The old man was proud of himself, "You baby have a good eye."

He made a sideways move and reached for a move. The tripod that hung in the middle of the inner chamber fell into his palm with a bang, shrunk to a size of two feet, and the tripod burned.

An Wushuang's little face was full of curiosity, and he was about to touch it, but he was grabbed by his hand.

Qiao Mu shook her head lightly. "The fire is shining, and there is a risk of injury to your hands."

The old man is the master of the forge furnace, so it is impossible to be hurt by it. As for others ... If you touch it at will, the consequences can be foreseen.

"Oh, oh." An Wushuang immediately came to his mind, nodded his head again and again, a pair of big eyes twisted around.

Qiaomu couldn't help laughing at her look.

This is a blatant old man who is brazen.

Thinking that he had planned to rob the old man's forge furnace before, Qiaomu couldn't help raising his hands and scratching his chin, and dragged An Wushuang again.

"Uh, huh?" An Wushuang was staring at the forge furnace. At that moment, he was dragged by the tree and turned back slightly.

He looked a little awkwardly at the old man and smiled, "Senior senior, right, did the senior live here for a long time?"

Slightly nodded, "That's nature."

The old man glanced at An Wushuang a little suspiciously, probably the little stare of the county's red fruit.

"Are you also interested in refiners?"

Wushuang County Master did not hesitate to think about his head, and found something out of his pocket. "Senior you give appreciation."

Both Qiao Mu and Fu Sangong jumped slightly, seeing the old man take over the ring in his hands, and he felt surprised.

With a flick of the hand, a streamer glides over the ring, and it instantly turns into a sword and falls on the palm of the old man.

Three feet of green peaks, sword light.

This sword is the frost that the prince gave to the county master. The sword's edge itself is covered with a layer of frost. When it is waved, the frost is constantly emerging.

It ’s hard for monks to get closer, let alone ordinary people.

Some soldiers in the surrounding spirits felt only a layer of chill across their clothing, and immediately shivered involuntarily, a faint light of sparks appeared in their eyes.

[What a peerless sword! 】

"Okay, okay, it's really a sword of peerlessness." The old man's eyes floated with a strange light. "Perfect form, close to the holy artifact. Hey, hey! The old man has been in retreat for many years, but I don't know, there is another artifact master in this world! "

An Wushuang swaggered his mouth and crooked his head. "Senior Brother, how do you know this sword was not made by me?"

Su Guangguang turned her beard and stared at her with a wink. "Are you a fool to be a fool? The old man looks at your hands and knows that they are not the hands of the refiner."

"Oh." An Wushuang grinned.

(End of this chapter)