God of Fire

Chapter 42: City Defense Army Du Ming

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This glove is about forty centimeters long and covers the entire forearm. The color is pitch black, the texture is heavy and cold, and the smooth surface emits a faint glow in the dim light of the refining chamber.

The surface of the glove is engraved with several primitive lines. The upper part extends to the position of the elbow, and it seems to be connected to other parts. The lower part is gathered on the back of the fist. A centimeter-large primitive spirit crystal.

The use of primitive spirit crystals means that this glove is at least a spirit weapon, and this is the result of Lin Yang in the past half a month.

In half a month, Lin Yang has grown from an unfamiliar newcomer to refine spirit tools independently. This is a mythical miracle for ordinary people, but for Lin Yang, the inheritor of the Heavenly Emperor, but It just restores the original feel.

This glove is only the first part of the treasure he wants to refine. Although it took him half a month, the progress will only get faster and faster. Before March, this one is enough to shock the entire Izumo. The kingdom's peerless spirit weapon will come out gorgeously.

Lin Yang didn't feel complacent for a moment, and was about to start today's refining, when he heard the housekeeper Wen Zhong's soft call suddenly sounded outside.

"Elder Lin, Elder Lin?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Yang raised his eyebrows and responded.

"The patriarch ordered me to invite you to the Lingyun Pavilion for discussion."

kindness

Lin Yang's heart moved.

Wen Dingtian knew that he was in retreat, and it was a very important thing to disturb him at this time.

He nodded and replied: "Steward Wen, please go back to the patriarch, and Lin Yi will arrive later."

Wen Zhong answered the sound and left, but Lin Yang put everything in the mixing chamber into the Xumi Ring. He didn't want to leak any wind before the treasure was formed.

After that, he walked out of the refining room and ran towards Lingyun Pavilion.

Half an hour later.

A team of a hundred people walked out of the gate of Wen's Mansion in mighty force, and headed straight to the outside of Cloud City.

Looking closely at this team, they are all composed of Wen Dingtian's personal guards, one water is neat and tidy, and there is also the luxurious sedan chair guarded by the four innate guest elders of Wen Mansion. The lineup is absolutely luxurious.

In the sedan chair, only Wen Dingtian and Lin Yang sat looking at each other.

Lin Yang and Wen Dingtian had been talking in low voices, and they heard Lin Yang say: "According to the patriarch, today's trip shouldn't be dangerous anymore."

Wen Dingtian smiled and said, "Haha, Lin Yi, you are young, but you are much more careful than my old rivers and lakes."

Since the kick-off event, Wen Dingtian has gradually stopped calling Lin Yang the'Elder Lin'. In the past half month, the relationship between the two has become much closer.

Lin Yang smiled: "After all, in this troubled autumn, Chen Yuesheng is sinister and vicious, so we must guard against it."

Wen Dingtian nodded: "Don't worry, this time General Du of the Department of Internal Affairs and the Cloud City Defense Army invited us to meet. General Du is an old friend of mine. There will be no problem. Someone said, this is this one. General Du has heard of the [Moire Steel Shield] you refined, and can’t wait to see you, the crafting master, by the way, I’m going to talk to our Wen family for an order!"

Lin Yang nodded.

As the strongest profound weapon level shield, the moiré steel shield will be favored by the military sooner or later, and it will also bring a huge amount of order wealth to the Wen family. This is expected, and Lin Yang no longer thinks about it. .

At this moment, a sound of horseshoes suddenly sounded outside, and then a sound like a yellow oriole rang outside.

"Father, Lin Yi, you didn't even take me when you went out to play!"

The two people in the car couldn't be more familiar with this voice, not who Wen Qingqing was.

This eldest lady who is usually about to be ill in Wen's Mansion is impossible to let go of the opportunity in any case.

Lin Yang heard the commotion of the people next to the sedan chair, and then the sedan curtain next to him was lifted from the outside, revealing a charming face full of youth and vitality.

Wen Qingqing pulled up her long hair today, and she gave a little bit of her hair, but she still couldn't stop the beauty that came from her shop, especially her big eyes with a little bit of anger. When staring at people, no one can bear to treat her. Say no word.

"Come in on the sedan chair..."

Wen Dingtian seemed to be in a good mood today, and he let Wen Qingqing go on the sedan chair without saying much.

Wen Qingqing was not polite. After coming up, he gave Lin Yang a blank look, once again expressed his dissatisfaction, and sat down beside Lin Yang.

This…

Lin Yang is funny inside, your father didn't take you with you, it depends on what I do.

However, within two seconds of laughing, Lin Yang couldn't laugh anymore.

Wen Dingtian suddenly came next:

"I was a little anxious to go out this morning, my muscles and bones seemed to be a little stiff, come here, bring my [Wulin Horse]."

With that said, the head of the Wen family glanced at Lin Yang with a look of "you know", and then he instructed Wen Qingqing:

"Qingqing, don't be rude to Elder Lin!"

After speaking, he got out of the car and went on horseback.

Three black lines suddenly appeared on Lin Yang's head.

Is this Wen Qingqing's father

How can I read a taste that men only understand from the look just now

What does it mean not to be rude to Elder Lin

Why do you feel that this is to make Wen Qingqing impolite herself

Looking at Wen Qingqing again, she is a lady who has seen the world before. In this slightly embarrassing atmosphere, her cheeks are slightly red, but the big eyes are not afraid of Lin Yang's speechless gaze.

"Whatever you look at, I've said that I won't be rude to you, and people won't eat you..."

Lin Yang smiled bitterly.

He understood Wen Dingtian's careful thinking in seconds.

You are wrong, Qingqing girl, I'm afraid your dad really hopes you eat me...

General Du's city defense army barracks were at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, about half an hour away from Yuncheng.

Everyone in Wen's House craned their necks and looked at the big sedan chair along the way, and many people stood up their ears to hear some charming movements.