If the Master of Zixiao Pavilion knew that he had wasted a bullet so casually, he would probably regret it so much that his intestines would turn blue.
"But look at the Master of Zixiao Pavilion. He is a master who will never give up until he achieves his goal. He will definitely come again tomorrow. If I don't tell him how to make this pistol, he will never let me go. I don't want to let him go." My life is lost here. He must have kidnapped me here very secretly and wiped all traces clean. I am afraid even Zhui Feng cannot trace me. Mo Chuan must be very anxious now, right?"
Thinking of Mo Chuan, Shen Ning's heart felt hot, like a warm current slowly flowing through her heart.
Although there was darkness in the secret room, a light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and Mo Chuan's deep and affectionate eyes seemed to appear before her eyes.
For Mo Chuan, she must live and leave here alive.
Suddenly, the words of Mr. Qianmian came back to her mind:
"Give him whatever he wants. They are all external things. They are not as important as your life. If he wants a hidden weapon or a military manual, just write it down and give it to him silently. Even if it is a fake..."
There was another movement in her heart.
Yes, I am the only one who knows the blueprint for making this pistol. Even if I write down a fake one silently, the Master of Zixiao Pavilion will not know about it.
Of course, she could have made this drawing more plausible, and most of the drawings were real, but as long as she tampered with a few key points, even her master Gu Qingze would not be able to notice it, let alone the Master of Zixiao Pavilion. arrive.
If he couldn't make it according to the drawings, he could just push it away. Anyway, he was only responsible for the drawing paper. He didn't make this pistol by himself. It was useless no matter how much he forced himself. He couldn't make it and could only Say he is not capable enough!
Ha, that’s the idea!
Shen Ning felt happy in her heart, feeling proud of the bad move she had thought of. The corners of her mouth curled up, smiling like a proud little fox.
"Master Zixiao Pavilion, Master Zixiao Pavilion, you got this fake blueprint, but you can't make it come true. Don't blame me. This is a bad idea from your precious adopted son. I just followed it. Just do what he wants. If you want to blame, blame your adopted son!"
The more she thought about it, the happier she became, and she couldn't help but giggle out loud.
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded at the door of the secret room.
"It's already dawn, you should wake up." It was the voice of the Master of Zixiao Pavilion.
It turned out that she was immersed in thinking, and before she knew it, it was already getting bright outside.
There was no light in the secret room, and she didn't know what time it was, but as a rough estimate, it should be six or seven o'clock in the morning.
Unexpectedly, he couldn't wait to enter the secret room so early in the morning. This shows that he is determined to make the pistol.
Shen Ning deliberately yawned, clapped her mouth and said, "I'm so sleepy, so sleepy. There are fleas in your room. They were jumping around and made me sleepless all night. I just went to catch fleas. Now I want to Go to sleep, come back when I wake up."
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion was stunned for a moment, and then became furious.
You must know that he had been extremely tormented by waiting this night. He had never felt that any night passed as slowly as this night.
He finally waited until the sky in the east turned white. He endured it again and again. When the red sun finally showed a little bit, he couldn't bear it anymore.