Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

"I can give you Yinsha, but you have to promise me one thing." Gu Qianjun interrupted the eye contact between the two and spoke gently.

"You said you said." Salem seemed to be delirious now. As long as Gu Qianjun could show him the piece of material and study it, the other party would let him go up and down the fire.

This Reinhardt standing behind: With such a virtue as the empire's top mecha maker, is the mecha manufacturing industry really okay? Sell ​​the rhythm of the empire every minute and eat jujube pills.

The silver-white stone in his hand was thrown by Gu Qianjun in his hand. As the stone moved up and down, Salem's heart almost gave the old man a complete shock.

Although I know that the hardness of the ore is not lower than that of any alloy at the time, well, if you treasure a thing, it will be carefully guarded no matter how hard it is.

After playing enough for Salem, Gu Qianjun firmly held the ore in his hand: "I will provide you with the material drawing, and you will follow it and make me a mecha."

"What?" You Ying, who was suddenly pushed back, heard the conversation between Gu Qianjun and Salem in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness and couldn't help but complain: "I thought you would let the old man make mechas for me to show. Woolen cloth."

"Oh, what kind of virtues are you guys, you don't have any points for yourself?" Gu Qianjun sneered in the sea of ​​knowledge, expressing his complaints to You Ying.

Just when You Ying wanted to argue with herself a few words, Gu Qianjun directly blocked You Ying’s dissatisfaction: "Don’t forget who produced the material. I can let someone make it for you and have a few addictions. NS."

Upon hearing Gu Qianjun's words, You Ying closed her mouth immediately.

Well, whoever pays is the boss. I had known that I had saved some possessions before, and the guy in Zhuzhao was getting darker and darker. He hadn't been so careless before. It was the fault of the human marshal.

You Ying, who firmly believed that her brother would never be wrong, frantically dumped Reinhardt, and never reflected on whether she had broken Gu Qianjun by herself.

Looking at the ore that Gu Qianjun called Yinsha coveted, Salem, who hadn't heard anything, nodded: "Yes, you can, can I try it now?"

As soon as Gu Qianjun put the silver sand in Salem's hands, he was tightly covered by Salem. With his good eyesight, Gu Qianjun was stunned that he didn't see the edge of the silver sand that was slapped by an adult man. Corner corner.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Gu Qianjun chose to remain silent.

When Gu Qianjun switched back, Reinhardt consciously walked behind Gu Qianjun, and saw the other person's small movements a little amused: "It's good to be used to it, Salem is like that, but the things he made are still good."

Gu Qianjun couldn't deny it, after all, the old man in front of him really didn't give him a reliable "illusion".

Turning his head to look at Reinhardt, Gu Qianjun gave Master Marshal a bright smile, which caused Reinhardt to step back a few steps and felt a little hairy.

Of course, Gu Qianjun's next words perfectly confirmed Master Marshal's intuition: "When I go back, I will hang you up and spin."

Reinhardt: Tsk, it's getting less and less cute.

"Ah—" Just when the two seemed to look at each other affectionately, but they were actually threatening unilaterally by Gu Qianjun. Salem, who had gone to study with the silver sandstone, let out a scream.