The Story of a Crazy Miracle Doctor

After one sentence, Ou Yechong raised his whole heart.

He has always been infatuated with the refiner. Because of the material of the refiner, he couldn't sleep all night, and he lost a lot of hair.

Originally, there was not much volume, and a thin layer was left.

If he goes on like this, he is afraid that it will end in depression.

If he could, he did not want to hang himself on this tree.

After repeated trials and trials, no one refining material can match the scales of the Golden Armor Dragon.

However, the Dragon Scale has always been inexplicable and cannot be bought with money at all.

Belongs to the market priceless.

Yesterday I saw Bai Liqing dye mentioning Dragon Scale. He was so happy that he didn't fall asleep all night. He just waited to meet the owner of Dragon Scale today and could ask for a small piece.

At this moment Mu Jingli's answer told him that it was not too much to say that it was a moment of life and death.

Mu Jingli did not expect that this refiner was big. The teacher looked at himself so eagerly, the condition said a lot, just to ask for a little dragon scale.

For a moment, she smiled and said: "So you said that for a long time, just want a little dragon scale?"

"Yeah, yeah. Little girl, you think about it."

Ou Ye Chong nodded again and again, a layer of sweat floated on his forehead, showing how nervous he was now.

Sighing in his chest, he was so nervous that he could not even catch his breath.

Mu Jingli can see that this little old man really loves refining, and is the kind of person who can put everything together for refining. Don't dare to tease him now, nodded and said: "Yes. However, I have a small condition."

"You say. Don't say it is a condition, even the ten conditions old man also promised you!"

"I originally wanted to use dragon scales to create a sword for me and my brother. I just needed a refining master. The teacher helped. It is better to do this. You can help me build two swords. I will send as many dragon scales as I can. How are you?"

Mu Jingli's statement is not a whim, nor is it pretentious.

When the three scales of the Golden Armor Dragon were solved yesterday, she already had an idea.

I was planning to ask Baili Qingran for help. I didn't expect someone to send a pillow when I came to sleep. Today I met and strengthened this Ou Yeda. division.

Able to stay in the Qianji Pavilion, Qing Ran was blessed loudly. Teacher, it can be seen that his level of refining equipment is no doubt.

Anyway, she wouldn't be able to refinish it, and keeping dragon scales was a violent disaster.

It would be better to push the boat along the river, send your feelings, and still be big with this one. The teacher makes a good deal, and kills two birds with one stone.

Ou Ye Chong didn't expect to be cautious, even after he had prepared for the bleeding, he could get the dream dragon scale so easily.

It was as if he had been hit in the head by luck, buzzing in his head.

For a long time, he woke up and was ecstatic, "Little girl, what are you saying? Are you willing to give the dragon scale to the old man?"

"Well, yeah. How about two soldier blades for dragon scales?" Mu Jingli asked.

Ou Ye Chong nodded again and again, "Yes, that's great. Little girl, you can rest assured that the old man will build two satisfactory blades for you!"

Wen Yan, Mu Jingli took out a design drawing he had drawn and handed it over: "This is a sketch I have pondered. You can see where it needs to be modified. I want a short knife and give me another one Brother builds a sword."

"This... this was painted by yourself?"

Ou Yechuang has never seen such a peculiar short knife, it can be disassembled, and there are many institutions on it.

The most amazing thing is that it can also be assembled into a thousand machine crossbow.

The sword seems simple, but it is also a hidden mystery.

On the surface is a sword with eight swords hidden in it. A total of nine swords can form a small sword array with infinite power.

After carefully observing for a while, he handed the sketch to Baili Qingran: "Baili boy, please take a look."

"Sister Xiaoli, did you paint this?" Baili Qingran finally knew Ou Yeda. Why was the division so shocked that the exquisite blade could not help but even he saw it.

Suddenly envious of Mu Xiuyao, what should I do?

Obviously, he also called himself brother, but it was too obvious to be close to him. He didn't have a younger sister thinking about refining a weapon.

For a time, my heart was mixed.

Looking sadly at Mu Jingli, "Sister Lili, you can't be so kind, you also draw a sketch for your brother?"

"..."

Mu Jingli sniffed the corner of his mouth, and when he was about to speak, he felt a chill in his back.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Ling Yuan was staring at her with burning eyes.

I swallowed subconsciously and suddenly choked, and coughed lightly: "This sketch was drawn by me casually. If you like it, I will draw one for you the other day, will you?"

Isn't it just a sketch? What is controversial?

And this vixen, what is the fun?

Do you need a sword?

do you need?

Ling Yuan saw that she rolled her eyes at herself and preached: "I don't want a sword, you can change something else."

"For what? I will only draw these, others will not." Mu Jingli felt excited under his heart, and always felt that the fox was calculating. Just in case, she first opened her mouth to block the words.

Who knows that Ling Yuan said: "It will not be possible to learn, others have given gifts, how can there be no mine?"

"What kind of gift is this? Besides, Yun Ye doesn't." Mu Jingli was speechless.

Anyone thought that just such a sentence caused Ling Yuan.

His face changed abruptly, his narrow purple eyes narrowed, and said coldly: "In your eyes, am I the same as that fool?"

"Don't you always call others fools? People have names and surnames."

Mu Jingli also had a temper, and it was inexplicable to say so. It's faster than turning a book when you say you change your face.

Too lazy to take care of him again, walked to Ou Ye Chuang and said, "Master. Master, can you see what else needs to be improved in this sketch? It's not too early today, why should we discuss it tomorrow?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you here tomorrow morning."

Ou Yechuang was full of enthusiasm, Mu Jingli agreed with him to make a good time, and turned his head to Bai Liqing: "Brother Qing Ran, what kind of sword do you like? I will take the time to help you draw a picture."

"Fan, how?"

Baili Qingran is not used to carrying soldier's blades, only a folding fan comes and goes.

But it’s one thing not to be used to it. It’s another thing that my sister is willing to help him design the sword.

In the entire Baili family, he is the only son of his parents and the young master of the Baili family. Although there are many brothers and sisters around him, he is no different from strangers.

Mu Jingli was the only sister he recognized, and it was only after he met her that he substituted himself into the role of brother.

In his view, this was equivalent to the gift his sister gave him, which made him excited.

Mu Jingli nodded and said, "Okay, then I will design a folding fan for you. But today it won't work, I really should go home."

"I will let you see you?" Bai Liqing asked.

Mu Jingli shook his head and was about to refuse. Ling Yuan took her hand and dragged her away.

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