Qin Mo Lin didn't give her time to ask questions. Without saying a word, he approached the refining platform and didn't reach for a hammer. Instead, he put on a pair of red metal mesh gloves.

No hammers?

Feng Xingying is curious.

Qin Molin's weapon, she hasn't seen it yet!

According to Qin Molin's strength, the refining level should be very good.

Her master Lihuang Tianzun has no noumenon, even a virtual shadow. All the refining tools of fengxingying are based on the graphic records and the description and guidance of Lihuang Tianzun.

She has never really seen an expert in refining weapons.

But Qin Molin is different.

He is not like Feng Xingying. He needs to work hard to pick up a small hammer and knock like a coolie.

He just condenses the spiritual power into thin fire ropes, and each fire rope will be wound on the handle of a hammer.

The next step is really like a fantastic feast.

Dozens of silver refining hammers are working at the same time, beating rhythmically on the same crystal stone. They will not conflict with each other, one after another, continuously.

If it is said that before Feng Xingying, a man was refining a weapon with a hammer, Qin Molin is now dozens of people refining a spirit weapon at the same time.

Jingling sound, such as pouring rain fell on the continuous roof tiles, very spectacular.

A moment later, the hammering stopped abruptly.

It's like the end of a dream. Nothing ever happened.

Feng Xingying opens her mouth in surprise and looks at Qin Molin in a dazed way.

Is he still human? It's a monster!

Qin Molin also had a good feeling for the sunny young Ye Xing. He patted him on the shoulder like his elder brother, and said: "don't look, my saliva is going to stay. My elder brother has a master, and it's not your turn."

"It's amazing. Teach me, teach me. You are my brother, you are my own brother Feng Xingying almost didn't drool!

Qin Mo Lin chuckled and couldn't help flicking the young man's clean forehead.

His body, full of beauty and sunshine, people can't help but like.

Is this fate?

Like a person, need a reason?

No need!

Qin Molin, who hated any woman's approach that day, held Feng Xingying uncontrollably when he saw her for the first time. If it wasn't for Feng Xingying's superb medical skills, he would wake him up. With Qin Molin's strength, she couldn't struggle after eating Feng Xingying at that time.

Maybe they are already together?

But if it were any other woman that day, Qin Molin would not eat it, or even get close to it. Although he was often tortured by demon blood, one thing never changed, that is, even if the demon blood attack, he would not tolerate anyone close to his body, regardless of men and women.

Feng Xingying is the first exception.

Ye Xing, it's the second one.

He called him brother, he felt quite comfortable, even had the impulse to recognize the younger brother.

He picked up the spirit sword on the refining platform and handed it to Feng Xingying: "take it back and study it slowly."

"No, how can I study it myself? I can't learn at all. " Feng Xingying was stunned. Qin Molin's non-human method of refining utensils can be seen by looking at it? Is there such a good thing in the world?

"Every hammer needs to be grasped by hand. Do you want to learn ten more?" Qin Mo Lin chuckles.

A seemingly humorous sentence, Feng Xingying realized the most basic thing from it.

If you want to learn this kind of refining tool, you must first learn to control the hammer with spiritual power, not your own hand. It's like if you want to learn to run, you have to learn to walk with your feet.

Feng Xingying's eyes brightened.

Qin Molin touched her little head with approval: "when you feel you need guidance, you can come back to me."

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