The boss traveled through time in the end times: The prince was beaten by the princess again

Seeing Lin Qingwan understand him so well, Jun Mo Ran was moved again. His upturned mouth showed his joy.

"Let's start now. You are responsible for handing me the materials. Leave the rest to me!"

Jun Moyan said softly. Lin Qingwan nodded. This is too simple.

Immediately afterwards, the two began to refine the weapon. Near the ground fire, Jun Mo Ran was seen stroking the sword and muttering to himself, and then threw it into the flames. The blazing flames immediately enveloped the sword and disappeared into the sea of ​​fire.

"siderite!"

Hearing Jun Moyan's words, Lin Qingwan handed a piece of meteorite of medium size to Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan was still thrown into the underground fire to be burned.

During this time, Jun Moyan was not idle either, and arranged various tools, especially the iron hammer, which was the main refining tool. When it was almost done, Jun Moyan used an iron clamp to pick up the red sword body and hammered it on the table with the hammer, then added meteorite and continued to hammer until the iron ore was completely integrated into the sword body.

Jun Moyan was sweating profusely at this moment. Of course, refining equipment is a strenuous task that requires sufficient perseverance and determination, as well as some strength.

As a girl, Lin Qingwan didn't like refining weapons. Every time she forged weapons in space, she would be exhausted and sweaty, lying on the soft grass and unwilling to get up.

At this moment, Jun Moyan picked up the red sword, looked left and right, nodded with satisfaction, and then put the sword into cold water to cool it down.

"Fizz!"

The hot sword met the cold water, making a series of noises. After a moment, the originally red sword instantly turned into a dark blue color, emitting bursts of cold light, appearing even sharper than before.

However, it was not over yet. Jun Moyan threw the sword into the flames again. This time, he asked Lin Qingwan to bring the 10,000-year-old iron essence. This thing was too precious. Lin Qingwan felt a pain in her flesh. She completely ignored the fact that this thing was not hers.

After another round of calcination, Jun Mo Ran scooped up the ten thousand year old mysterious essence again as he did before and repeated the previous operation.

In this way, rare materials were added again and again, and the sword became more complete.

Even though Jun Moyan was exhausted at this moment, he still did not stop and continued to hammer and bang.

Lin Qingwan sometimes wiped Jun Moyan's sweat, and sometimes took out a recliner from the space and sat down, watching Jun Moyan forging the sword. Jun Moyan was indifferent to all of Lin Qingwan's actions and concentrated on refining the weapon.

This went on for two whole days. Finally, when Lin Qingwan was about to fall asleep, she heard Jun Moyan's voice.

"Wan'er, come here quickly!"

Lin Qingwan opened her eyes and saw Jun Moyan holding the sword. The sword was silver-white, slender, and elegant, yet fierce. Its edge was like the sword energy under the moonlight. Although it could not be seen, one could deeply feel its imposing aura.

Lin Qingwan fell in love with the sword at first sight.

"Wan'er, there is only one last step."

"Ah? One step left?"

"Yes, drip your blood on it quickly and let it recognize you as your master! This sword was already quite spiritual from the beginning. After it is forged this time, drip your blood on it and let it recognize you as your master. Perhaps, it will form a sword spirit!"

"okay!"

Lin Qingwan suddenly realized, and quickly bit her finger, letting the blood drip onto the sword. The sword quickly absorbed the blood, and in a blink of an eye, the color of blood could no longer be seen. The sword was still as smooth as before.

However, at this moment, Lin Qingwan felt as if she had gained a new friend in her heart and established a connection with the sword.

Lin Qingwan then grasped the sword, and the sword emitted bursts of roars, like a joyful shout.

"Master, Master. I am a sword spirit, and I don't have a name yet!"

"Hmm? There really is a sword spirit! She is talking to me, and we are in sync!"

Lin Qingwan was also very happy to get such a good sword. The most important thing was that it was made for her by Jun Moran himself.

"Like it?"

Jun Moyan was happy to see Lin Qingwan happy, and he was also happy. All his hard work these days were not in vain.

"I like her very much. I will call her [Yuehua]"

When the sword heard its name was Yuehua, it trembled again, and the roar echoed throughout the cave, as if responding to the name given by Lin Qingwan.

"Hahaha, you are indeed naughty, which suits my taste. Yuehua, you will accompany me to conquer the world from now on! How about it?"

The sword made another buzzing sound. Yuehua's childish voice came into my mind: "Yuehua will always be with the master!"

"Good good!"

Lin Qingwan also gestured in the air, but unexpectedly, the power was so great that the cave was shaking and about to collapse.

"Oh no, this place is going to collapse, let's get out first."

Jun Moyan pulled Lin Qingwan along and tried to escape, but Lin Qingwan shook off Jun Moyan's arm and quickly teleported inside.

Jun Moyan was surprised and had no time to think, so he quickly followed.

However, when he caught up with Lin Qingwan, Lin Qingwan had already put all the materials in the secret room, including all the items in the tool room, into the space without missing a single one. Jun Moyan had just arrived and took a glance. It was empty inside, and he guessed her motives at once. He was speechless for a while.

However, before he could sigh, Lin Qingwan grabbed his arm again, dragging her back quickly towards the cave entrance. Just as they were out of the cave, the cave collapsed and became a ruin.

Seeing this, Lin Qingwan slapped her chest with her hands! Fortunately, it was just in time!

"You're killing yourself! You almost lost your life for that little thing!"

Jun Moyan coldly grabbed her wrist and stared at the woman angrily. What a hateful, greedy woman! For that little bit of material, she almost put herself in danger!

Seeing that Jun Mo Ran was really angry, Lin Qing Wan shrank her neck and didn't dare to say anything. She could only smile and say, "Don't be angry. I won't..."

Before she could finish her words, her lips were blocked by a warm mouth, sweet as honey. Lin Qingwan was stunned and could only cooperate with him. She smelled Jun Moyan's unique sandalwood scent, which made her feel at ease and fascinated.

Seeing Lin Qingwan being so well-behaved, Jun Moyan stopped his actions and hugged her affectionately. He said softly, "You must not put yourself in danger. I cannot live without you!"

"I can't imagine how I will live without you."

Listening to the soft whispers in her ears, Lin Qingwan's eyes were slightly red. Yes, they relied on each other. Lin Qingwan also thought of herself. If she lost Jun Moyan, she would probably find it difficult to live alone. At this moment, Lin Qingwan clearly understood her own heart. She had completely fallen for Jun Moyan's love.

"Congratulations, you two have successfully passed the third level."

The scene changed, and they had already arrived at the fourth floor. Lin Qingwan put away Yuehua and observed the surroundings.