"Take it away."

Chen Huixian came this time to take away the refined magic weapons. As mentioned before, no one knows how long it will affect the weapon refining department if he wins my death.

The importance of the weapon refining department to the Western Qin is self-evident, so it has been well protected. Others dare not make any decisions in a short period of time, but it may not be necessary over time.

Chen Huixian didn't want others to suddenly attack the weapon refining department, and also interrupted his long-planned plan.

After collecting those magic weapons, Chen Huixian said to the three of them: "I found that your skills in refining weapons seem to be a little different. Did you figure it out by yourself?"

"Yes, because after learning the new refining technique, we found that the cooperation was much more unfamiliar, so we tried to add some steps to make the connection smoother."

After hearing Gongshumo's explanation, Chen Huixian nodded and said, "In fact, the single strengthening of connections can also try to make these steps more effective, such as sorting, adjustment, etc. Everyone's views and opinions are always different, and there may be omissions. The next person helps to check for omissions and fill in the gaps is undoubtedly better than a single enhancement link."

Chen Huixian and the other three started to say with the jingling sound of beating by the magma lake.

Time passed slowly, and the four of them had already fasted and did not need to eat, so they really continued to discuss the truth. Most of the time, the three of them were asking questions, and Chen Huixian was answering or making an argument for them to analyze and answer.

When this race ends, almost nine days have passed, Chen Huixian has a whim. When his mind moves, he knows that the person he has been waiting for for a long time, or the demon, has finally arrived.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the lonely clouds are thousands of miles away. In the villa outside Xianheng City, lanterns are hung under the eaves, and the sound of singing and dancing comes from the lobby of the villa.

Dozens of strong men were holding long swords and crossbows, and hunting dogs were hiding in the darkness, with green eyes emitting.

This is a wealthy businessman's Beppu somewhere, and no one knows the background of the wealthy businessman in the court. The only thing he knows is that no one who has the idea here will end up with a good end.

The rich businessman's name is Qian Duoduo. He is a man in his fifties. He is short and round, and he smiles whenever he sees people, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha.

The entire villa is extremely lively, and the people we welcome and see each other every day are different. Just like a high-end private club, people living in the villa have long been accustomed to it.

Today, the wealthy man in Xianheng City was entertained. Qian Duoduo greeted someone with a smile and looked at a servant hiding in the crowd, and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

He walked over with his short legs, patted the servant on the shoulder, and gritted his teeth, "Boy, do you know who is here? Do you still dare to come?"

"Ah?" The young servant turned his head and looked at Qian Duoduo's gloomy face and was startled. He patted his chest and said, "So it's Duoduo. You are here just now. Who is the nouveau riche who walks with wind and wears gold and silver? Why haven't I seen him in Xianheng City?"

Qian Duoduo followed his gaze and said, "That guy just moved from the east, from Binyang. I heard that he was a local rich man, so you naturally have never seen him."

"Oh, there are many people coming to Xianheng City recently. Even the local buns want to get involved. I hope he won't lose all his pants. I am merciful and sinful."
Chapter completed!