Wu Luo is now thinking about starting work and making a worker. As a cultivator, he has no magic weapon to support him. How can he do it?

But in modern times, ordinary people are not able to get involved in ironworking at will, not that the law does not allow you to make ironworking. Instead, no one studies this thing except enthusiasts and enthusiasts. There are also few people who study the forging of cold weapons in modern forging techniques.

Others may have to worry about this, but Wu Luo doesn't, because there are still many cold weapon enthusiasts in his major.

He quickly made a call, which was from a senior I knew before. Now he has started working, and he is doing his favorite job of forging cold weapons. He specializes in high-end customized cold weapons, and of course it is legally operated forging.

After hearing Wu Luo’s request on the other end of the phone, there was naturally no problem. Although asking customers to manually forge weapons by themselves does not comply with the regulations on safe production, as long as they are not renting the venue and machines in the name of enthusiasts during working hours, there will be no big problem.

Wu Luo asked the specific address from the other side of the phone, and after negotiated the price, he set off without stopping.

As soon as I went out, I met Ding Ling, who had just returned from the cafeteria to get food. She was carrying five plastic bags in her hand, obviously helping her roommate’s meal with her.

Wu Luo smiled and nodded in greeting. He was about to walk over, but when he heard Ding Ling asked loudly:

"Senior? Where are you going?"

"I'll go and refine magic weapons!"

Wu Luo replied with a smile, but didn't think much about it. It was just that Shi Ding Ling was really familiar with it and asked again:

"Refining magic weapon? What is that?"

"Ha, it's actually just a ironclad, the Cold Weapons Association, do you understand?"

Wu Luo was haha, and Ding Ling showed a sudden enlightenment and asked:

"Is it possible to make a blacksmith in our school?"

"It's not in the school, it's outside the school, it's in Binhu New District."

"so far away?"

"Yes, so I'll go there now. Are you delivering food? Don't bother me, I'll leave."

Wu Luo said hello and was about to leave, and Ding Ling shouted loudly from behind:

"Senior, take the bus to two stops before taking a taxi. If you can't get a taxi at the school gate, you have to wait for a long time to ride a taxi online."

"Thank you, I understand!"

Looking at Wu Luo's departure back, Ding Ling hurriedly let out her hand and took out the phone, then dialed a number, and the other party quickly answered the phone:

"Hey? Qingqiu, I'm Shi Ding Ling! Guess who I saw just now?"

"Who do you see?"

"I saw Senior Wu Luo! I was still talking to him. It turns out that Senior Wu Luo likes to imitate irons."

"Smash?"

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Wu Luo stood at the school gate, looking at the waiting time on the online car-hailing software on his mobile phone, jumping from the expected three minutes to the expected five minutes, and guessing he would have to jump after waiting.

"I can't get a taxi..."

Wu Luo was a little embarrassed. He usually didn't go to the school gate to take a taxi at noon. Logically speaking, there should be a lot of cars around the university town? It seems that he can only take two stops and then take a taxi. As for the subway, it is still under repair, but it is not repaired.

Wu Luo just raised his legs and was about to leave, but saw a car driving over, then parked steadily on the side of the road. In the back seat, the window slowly lowered. When he saw it, Ding Ling poked her head out and waved to herself and shouted:

"Senior, get in the car!"

Wu Luo walked over in surprise, and then he saw that the person driving was Tong Qingqiu, who could drive in his freshman year?

Before he could speak, he heard Tong Qingqiu say:

"Senior, let's get in the car. We are going to go to Binhu New District to do business and go along the way."

"This is not very suitable."

"What's wrong with it? Seniors get on the bus quickly. It's hard to take a taxi at this time."

Tong Qingqiu opened the car door as he spoke, and Ding Ling kept saying "yes, yes" behind her.

Wu Luo was in a hurry and got into the bus without saying anything.

When Tong Qingqiu saw Wu Luo sitting in the co-pilot, his heart was beating faster. When he thought that the person beside him was a Taoist monk, and he was probably a master with a high status in a sect. Even if he knew that three-quarters of his human blood would never be discovered, he couldn't help but feel panic.

However, Tong Qingqiu also has reasons to approach Wu Luo.

Last night, the Qingqiu Fox tribe was attacked at the office of H City, with heavy losses. The most important thing is that the Qingqiu Fox tribe lost a treasure of heaven and earth - Xinghuo.

This is a good thing to create a peerless magic weapon. The Qingqiu Fox Clan just got the hand, but it was stolen by someone.

Today I heard that Senior Wu Luo was going to refine magic weapons. If others said this, Tong Qingqiu would definitely not care about it as a joke. However, Senior Wu Luo also said before that he bought Chinese medicine to refine alchemy, but he really went to refine alchemy, and he still used the soup pot to refine the alchemy in the public kitchen. The video was used to prove it, and the people of Tong Qingqiu were stunned.

So, senior Wu Luo is probably going to refine magic weapons!

Although it was a bit risky, Tong Qingqiu still had to confirm whether the loss of Xingyu, a treasure of heaven and earth, had something to do with Senior Wu Luo. If it was related, it would mean that Senior Wu Luo is an enemy of the Qingqiu Fox tribe. If it was clear about the enemy's face as soon as possible, there would always be no bad things.

However, Tong Qingqiu felt that it was almost okay to have 10 out of ten. After all, Senior Wu Luo was studying at the evening self-study at that time, and she had gradually believed that Senior Wu Luo was a master who came down the mountain to experience life in college.

"Qingqiu?Qingqiu?"

The voice behind him interrupted Tong Qingqiu's analysis. Tong Qingqiu said "Ah?", then turned around and saw that it was Ding Ling calling herself. When he saw Ding Ling, he said in a low voice with an awkward expression:

"Senior asked you when can you learn to drive."

"Oh, senior, I took it after the college entrance examination and signed up for a crash course. I got the certificate very quickly."

Tong Qingqiu smiled suddenly and said with a smile. Wu Luo next to him was just looking for some topic to talk about, nodding without saying anything.

The atmosphere in the car became a little awkward inexplicably, and Ding Ling hurriedly said with a smile:

"Senior, I told Qingqiu that you went to Binhu New District to make a fuss. Qingqiu didn't even have lunch, so she ran over and said she wanted to drive you away."

Tong Qingqiu felt panicked. Why did Ding Ling say everything at this time? She said it was impossible to say it before she came. After you said this, wouldn’t Wu Luo know that I was deliberately approaching him? What if he discovered my identity as a fox clan, wouldn’t he be finished?

"What are you talking nonsense? I'm really just going the way."

Tong Qingqiu scolded seriously, but Ding Ling became more and more excited as she spoke, and continued:

"Actually I don't want to come. You know, but Qingqiu is more shy."

"Who is shy?"

Tong Qingqiu glared at Ding Ling from the reversing mirror, and Ding Ling shrugged her shoulders and stopped talking.

After being glared at me, Ding Ling stopped talking about embarrassing topics, talked about college entrance examinations, military training, and some trivial things in the school. Tong Qingqiu said a few words from time to time, but mainly driving.

After driving for thirty minutes, I finally drove to the studio located in Binhu New District, which is a high-end customized refrigeration weapon. Although the business sounds very stylish, the studio is quite remote. From the outside, it is also a bit old workshop, and there are various industrial parks next to it.

"That's all, thank you."

Wu Luo checked the studio's name on his phone, and after confirming that he was not running wrong, he put his hand on the co-pilot's handle and looked at the remote environment around him. It was hard to imagine what would happen to Tong Qingqiu in such a remote place?

Tong Qingqiu looked at Wu Luo who was about to leave and also thought and analyzed. Although the conversation just now was a bit awkward and ambiguous, it might be a great opportunity for Tong Qingqiu. It would be better to continue naturally. She thought about it over and over again and said:

"Senior?"

"Um?"

"Can I go in with my senior?"

"Don't you have anything else?"

When Wu Luo was stared at her confused eyes, Tong Qingqiu lowered her head and blushed, and said softly:

"My business...is just to send it to the senior."
Chapter completed!