Blood In Heaven

Keke...

at this moment, shangguanche, as the president of the pharmacists' Union, finally spoke in the strong eyes of Huang Jing and vice president. He couldn't do without speaking. Jiang Han's examination was only half finished, and the successors of the blacksmith's Union were all decided. If he didn't speak again, Wei Xiangdong would abdicate and let Jiang Han take office...

"that old Wei was the first one to take office Ah, you see, this is not good. The younger brother also intended to join our trade union before. Don't you just give the younger brother no chance? "

The pharmacist's Union and the blacksmith's Union are usually well water but not river water, and there is no hatred between the two families, so this time Shangguan Chuyi spoke in a calm tone.

"Well, it's really interesting that the old man is not qualified to see the reincarnation president in the future." Wei Xiangdong didn't hide his intention at all. He announced that he wanted Jiang Han to be his successor.

Shangguanche not only scolded Wei Xiangdong in his heart, but also said, "we admire president Wei for such a large number of things. But if the younger brother really becomes your successor, do you agree that he will join our trade union?"

You're kidding!

Is the president of the blacksmith's Union going to be a member of the pharmacists' Union? Want someone? Ask me about the hammer in my hand first.

Wei Xiangdong naturally despised shangguanche's shameless words in his heart. Then he finally took his eyes back from Jiang Han for a short time. He gave shangguanche a light look and said, "that's not natural. There should be no room for discussion."

"That's it. Chairman Wei is so anxious to abdicate and give up his position. Is it not equal to robbing people from our pharmacists' Union?"

The smell of gunpowder in their words became stronger and stronger. Even this was the first time in the world!

I'm afraid that the pharmacists' Union and the blacksmith's Union have never robbed the same person again in history. After all, they have never heard of a person showing such evil side in both professions.

"Robbing people? It doesn't exist. Since your Shangguan president also wants this little brother to join the pharmacists' Union, I have a way

"What can I do?" Shangguanche not only changed his face, but also couldn't think of any way to let a future blacksmith trade union president join his own trade union.

"Ha ha!" Wei Xiangdong brushed an imperceptible insidious look on his face and said, "it's easy to say. Just like me, the president of Shangguan is ready to abdicate, isn't it? Anyway, I haven't heard of the rule that the blacksmith president can't be the pharmacist president. "

"You...!"

Shangguanche almost vomits blood when he hears about it. Now he decides that it's wise not to argue with these rude people at all. Whether he wants to join the pharmacist's Union or the blacksmith's Union depends on Jiang Han's meaning.

, "well, the old man doesn't need to argue with you. After all, after the test is finished, where to join is the little brother has the final say."

"Ha ha, this sentence is reasonable." Wei Xiangdong naturally has no time to catch up with Guan Che's nonsense. Now he can't wait to see what this reincarnated evil craftsman wants to make.

"President, he... He made it look like...

" God, how could there be such a crazy person. "

"No, I see something!"

At this time, the things made by Jiang Han have gradually appeared a little rudimentary. Although the appearance is still very rough, it can be seen that Jiang Han has knocked the lump of refined iron into the shape of a chair.

"What does that... Mean?"

"No, it's not like a chair. The legs of the chair are not so short. I look more like a... Throne."

"Yes, it's the throne. Only the throne has such a high back."

"Tyrannical things

"Is... He going to build a soul soldier of the throne?"

"My God, it's unheard of."

As soon as Jiang Han knocked out the rudiment of a throne, the square was completely in chaos. Yes, the materials used for the throne were enough to forge more than ten soul soldiers, which was a huge waste. Not to mention how to use the throne even if it could be built successfully?

Do you want to swing a chair and fight with others? Or sit on the throne and die?

"Genius is genius..."

"the thought of genius is really beyond our imagination."

"It's really painful, it's a waste of time!"

Not only the onlookers, but also the tutors on the field were confused. They didn't understand why Jiang Han had to spend so much effort to forge 50 pieces of iron essence, but also to forge them into a useless throne?

Even though the throne can really attract people's attention, this kind of atmosphere can never grow, especially such a good God.

It's a great waste, but it's not practical for a blacksmith.Even Wei Xiangdong is ready to dissuade Jiang Han after the exam. He can't be a craftsman.

But now, he still wants to watch Jiang Han's game quietly. He wants to see if Jiang Han has the ability to wake up the soul of soldiers, let alone a throne. It must be because of the particularity of such weapons, the soul of soldiers is not so easy to wake up. If Jiang Han can do this, it means that his forging of soul soldiers has reached the stage of perfection.

As time goes by, what Jiang Han forged is not what we expected. The rough appearance before is becoming more and more refined. After Jiang Han hammered up the throne, it shows the momentum of looking down on the world. Combined with the unique Mori light of refined iron, the whole throne emits a bright silver light. Under the sunlight, the whole throne is shining Don't look at it directly.

"What kind of weapon is this?"

"My God!"

Hum!

Just at the moment when Jiang Han put down his hammer, a sharp chill pierced everyone's eyes. In a flash, many audiences felt cold all over. It seemed that there was a sharp steel knife coming from the floor. Even the weaker step of cultivation could not be controlled and they quickly stepped back. Then they found that there was nothing but the throne It's just a little chilly on the street.

"Is this really a weapon?"

"The throne?"

"It's sharp enough to make people feel cold before it's opened up. If it's opened up...

" how can such a weapon open up? Where is the blade going to go? "

"Of course you don't know. You'd better keep watching. Today is really not in vain."

In the discussion, more and more people open their eyes and look at Jiang Han's position. Unexpectedly, the next thing shocked them even more.

Because, Jiang Han obviously didn't mean to open the front, after all this, Jiang Han will return the throne to the furnace again, when the refined iron is burned to red, Jiang Han's hand light flash, a dagger appears, and then hiss his arm.

The red blood fell on the red throne with a "Chi" sound. After the white fog rose, the whole throne kept humming and shaking like a resurrection.

"So he didn't want to start."

"What a reincarnation of a craftsman!"

Artifact without edge, great skill without work!