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"Here, Master Qin, please."

Qin Shuang and Qin Qian followed the warrior into the inside. Qin Qian was amazed as he walked.

"Damn, this mansion is bigger than the palace of Queen Xinyue. What is the identity of Young Master Lan's family?"

Someone had already reported to Lan Mingyue. Before he could walk for a long time, he saw Lan Mingyue walking over from the opposite side.

"Shuang'er, you're finally here. These days, everyone said you should be here."

"Mr. Lan!" Qin Qian hurriedly greeted.

"You are here too!" Lan Mingyue nodded, greeted Qin Qian, and then said to Qin Shuang: "Let's go out to greet you, I'll notify Qin Lie and the others."

"Don't worry." Qin Shuang waved his hand and said, "You can take Qin Qian to your warehouse to choose a set of yellow-grade top-quality equipment. Whatever he thinks about, he will equip him with whatever he wants."

"This is a trivial matter, let's drink first." Lan Mingyue said carelessly.

"I'm in a hurry, Qin Qian will leave tomorrow."

"That's it! Then come with me."

"You take Qin Qian, I'll have something to do with me to find my uncle."

"My father is in seclusion."

"Then I'll go and ask him out of seclusion."

Lan Mingyue looked at Qin Shuang in surprise and said, "Are you sure you are not tickle and go find a beating?"

"Um?"

"When my father was in seclusion, even His Majesty didn't dare to disturb him. Are you sure you want to call him out and bear his anger?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I have something urgent to ask him."

After saying that, Qin Shuang stopped paying attention to Lan Mingyue and walked straight to the place where Lan Linfeng was in seclusion. She didn't know how many times she came to Lan Linfeng in seclusion in her previous life. Lan Mingyue was stunned for a moment and quickly chased Qin Shuang. Qin Qian was happy when he heard Qin Shuang ask for equipment for him, but when he saw Lan Mingyue abandoning him and chasing Qin Shuang, he followed him helplessly.

"Why are you following me?" Qin Shuang turned her head and looked at Lan Mingyue.

Lan Mingyue said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just want to see how my father beats you."

"Tsk, he is the master, and I am also the master. Why should he beat me up?"

"My father is the master of dual-material spiritual patterns and weapon refining."

"I am the master of both spiritual patterns and spiritual patterns painting."

"My father is the God of Martial Arts, you can't beat him."

"I am the master of Confucianism and Taoism. He is the god of martial arts and dare not hit me casually."

"But... it's always immoral that you ruined my father's retreat?"

"Tsk, the reason why he went into seclusion was that I let him understand everything."

Qin Qian followed behind and was stunned. At this time, he understood that Lan Mingyue's father was the master of spiritual patterns and weapon refining. At this time, he also knew who Lan Mingyue's father was, because Lan Linfeng was so famous. Since he knew who Lan Mingyue's father was, Qin Qian became worried about Qin Shuang. When he thought that Qin Shuang was going to interrupt Lan Linfeng's retreat, his face turned green.

"The second waste is so brave! How dare she interrupt Grandmaster Lan's retreat? Was she crazy? Oh, my equipment is gone now. No, I have to stop her."

Qin Qian was about to take a few steps forward and grabbed Qin Shuang, but saw Qin Shuang already stopped in front of a door, and then saw Qin Shuang lifting his foot and kicking towards the door.

"Bang……"

Qin Shuang kicked open the door and saw that there was a studio inside, with a huge workbench, and there were various spiritual tools on the workbench. At this time, Lan Linfeng was sitting on the chair, turning his head and looking at the door in shock. When he saw the three people outside clearly, the muscles on his face instantly became distorted and shouted ferociously:

"Who kicked the door?"

"Swoosh..." Lan Mingyue's figure swung like the wind and would float away, stretching out a finger to point at Qinshuangshuang:

"she!"

Qin Qian, who was standing behind Qinshuang, was even green like shit, and didn't even know where to put his hands.

"Teng!"

Lan Linfeng stood up, and the momentum of the martial god burst out, and walked towards Qinshuang. Qinshuang took out two pieces of paper from his arms with a smile and spread it towards Lan Linfeng:

"I have started some spiritual patterns in the secret book again."

Lan Linfeng's aura disappeared instantly, and his figure blew in front of Qin Shuang like a strong wind. He grabbed the two pieces of paper in Qin Shuang's hands in his hand, and then looked at it quickly, with sparks of excitement in his eyes, and he suddenly looked up:

"These are only two?"

"And!" Qin Shuang said with a smile.

"Give it!" Lan Linfeng stretched out his hand.

Qin Shuang shook her head with a smile and said, "This..."

Lan Linfeng sank his face and said, "If you have something to do, please tell me."

"Refining a spiritual weapon for me."

Lan Linfeng said lightly: "Let Mingyue take you to the warehouse to choose whatever you want."

"No!" Qin Shuang said with a smile: "My weapon is a bit special and you need to refine it yourself."

Lan Linfeng frowned and his face was as deep as water, but when he thought that Qin Shuang had the spiritual pattern technique he needed, he said with a dark face:

"Come in."

"Okay!"

Qin Shuang walked in and Lan Mingyue wanted to follow her. Lan Linfeng glared at her eyes:

"roll!"

"Bang!" Qin Shuang also closed the door that she kicked open without any hesitation, then came to the workbench, took down a dragon sword behind her, then pulled it out of the sheath and placed it on the workbench. Lan Linfeng frowned and said:

"Even if you are not a weapon refiner, you should know that this stubborn iron cannot refine weapons, right?"

"I know."

"Do you know you're going to get a stubborn iron sword?"

"I have something hidden in my stubborn iron sword, but it is also suspicious to play with an iron sword on my back. So I ask you to put a layer of bread on the outside of this stubborn iron sword, and the outsourcing layer will help me refine the best earth-level spiritual weapon in a sloppy manner."

Lan Linfeng was so angry that he raised his hand and took the dragon sword in Qin's hands, threw it on the workbench with a "clang" sound:

"Do you think the refining weapon is a kind of cabbage? It is also the best spiritual weapon of the earth level? Do you know that if you want to reach the best spiritual weapon of the earth level, the first thing is to forge the sword embryo, at least it needs to be refined thousands of times. You want me to wrap this iron sword in it. I ask you, can it be refined thousands of times? I'm afraid that this stubborn iron has been smashed a long time ago. No matter what you hide, it will be broken."

"Will you do it after hundreds of exercises?" Qin Shuang said in a naughty way.

"Stop thinking about it, you can't even practice ten times."

"What kind of exercises?"

"A refine!"

"One refine? What level of spiritual weapon can be made?"

"How many levels are there? It's good to be a spiritual weapon, it's barely a medium-grade yellow-grade one."

Qin Shuang ran for a while and said, "Can't you get higher?"

"It's not high!"

"Then let's get a medium-grade yellow level. This pack of swords has become bigger. Please make me a good-looking sword sheath. By the way, give me another earth-level top-grade spiritual sword."
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