Meng Fei got used to it

Chapter 232

The ancestor of Tiangong suddenly exploded, and roared angrily, "Who is Wang Ergou? Who dares to say that my ancestor of Tiangong is Wang Ergou? From now on, remember the name of my ancestor of Tiangong-Wang Wuming."

How to be as virtuous as Zhong Lifeng?Could it be that the great powers of their era were all so wretched?

"Okay, okay, Master Tiangong, can you tell me how your fire soul germinated?"

"I do not know."

Yue Qingmo, who was refining the weapon, couldn't help being stunned, a little bit dumbfounded, "I don't know what are you talking about? I'm refining the weapon, don't bother me."

The patriarch blinked again, "Why don't you refine the suit this time?"

"It's too advanced, and most people can't understand it."

The Patriarch of Tiangong shamelessly put gold on his face, "Well, that's right, how can they understand the person my Patriarch Tiangong likes?"

"Have you finished? Don't affect my refining." While speaking, the material has been almost burned, and the shape can be started.

Yue Qingmo's fingers danced quickly, melting the spiritual liquid into a sword embryo.

The ancestor of Tiangong sighed deeply, "It's not easy to be the ancestor of Tiangong. You are the only one who can sense my thoughts for thousands of years. Do you know how lonely I am? Don't practice this kind of broken sword. Now, come to talk to me with Patriarch Master, the benefits are indispensable to you..."

It turns out that she is the only one who can detect the existence of the founder of Tiangong, no wonder he has so much free time to talk to her.

"No, I will take the Junyang Academy exam."

"Isn't it just a broken sword? Let me do it." After the words fell, Yue Qingmo felt a breath of fresh air blowing towards her face again.

The half-shaped sword quickly spun, condensed and formed in twos and threes, and countless inscriptions fell on the sword body.

But in the blink of an eye, a sword has been refined.

The whole body is glowing with dazzling silver light, and a layer of silver frost is looming.

Even a master craftsman like Yue Qingmo looked straight at him, "It's a good thing, it's worthy of being the patriarch."

"Of course."

"Yue Qingmo, what are you doing?" While Master Tiangong was triumphant, Master Qian had already come to Yue Qingmo.

The commotion on her side is really too big, even if you want to pretend you didn't see it.

Yue Qingmo handed the sword to him respectfully, "Master Qian, the refining has been completed."

Master Qian saw a gleam of light in the eyes of the sword, and he took it and tasted it carefully without any delay.

After seeing it well, she suddenly became furious, and threw the long sword horizontally into her hand, "Yue Qingmo, are you stupid as an old man? You can cheat, but you dare to use the name of the founder of Tiangong, are you tired of working?" gone?"

When Yue Qingmo saw it, she wanted to cry, "I want to say that the ancestor of Tiangong forcibly made this sword for me, do you believe me?"

It is a common problem of famous craftsmen to get their name in the secret place, and the founder of Tiangong is no exception. Three words are neatly engraved in the secret place on the top of the sword hilt——Wang Wuming.

Master Qian was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "Yue Qingmo, you still dare to play around in the name of Patriarch? Get out."

Yue Qing glanced at the portrait of the founder of Tiangong with a strange and unloving look, "Wang Ergou, if you don't kill me, I won't give up, will you?"

Master Qian was even more angry, and he was furious, "You... how dare you insult the ancestor of Tiangong? Our Tiangong Academy will never accept such a scum like you who disrespects the ancestor. Someone, drag Yue Qingmo out, and you will never be allowed to Let’s take another exam at Junyang Academy.”

Four ferocious guard disciples immediately walked into the main hall, without any explanation, they took Yue Qingmo out.

Yue Qingmo looked helplessly at the blinking portrait of the founder of Tiangong, "Wang Ergou, what enmity between us..."

Wang Ergou, the founder of Tiangong: "Unfilial to the younger generation, let go of my chat friend..."

　Under the guidance of the founder of Tiangong, Momo successfully scored zero in the test~~~Upgrading to a super scumbag is just around the corner~~~~ Please count the tickets and cheer for an early counterattack
　　
　
(End of this chapter)