"Boy, did you get something?" Before Yang Dongqing could pass, Song Xiacheng hurriedly walked over, looking very urgent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Got it!" Yang Dongqing nodded, a little surprised by Professor Song's reaction, he was still slow to listen to him when he contacted him before.

"Where are the iron willow leaves?" Song Xiacheng came to him, grabbed Yang Dongqing's wrist, and walked back quickly while asking.

"It's ready. Yang Dongqing nodded.

Song Xiacheng had been keeping a straight face just now, and only then did he show a smile at this moment.

Yang Dongqing saw that Song Xiacheng had something, but he didn't ask much, his purpose was just to create a star weapon to compete for the second-level page members of the black market network. He didn't want to mix with anything else, and he didn't have that time.

It didn't take long for Song Xiacheng to take Yang Dongqing to a place where there were bungalows all around, and there was a small two-story building on the side.

Song Xiacheng led Yang Dongqing straight to the small building, and after going up to the second floor and entering the room, Song Xiacheng stretched out his hand: "Give me something." ”

Yang Dongqing had already prepared two iron willow leaves, which was promised at the beginning. and the thunder core of the ordinary thunder beast was handed over to Song Xiacheng. He didn't take out the purple thunderbeast's core.

"You wait for me here for three days, and I'll come to you in three days!" Song Xiacheng finished speaking, didn't stop for a minute, turned around and left.

Yang Dongqing stood at the window, watched Song Xiacheng go away, and then jumped out, supported the window sill with one hand, jumped seven or eight meters high, and landed firmly on the roof.

Half-lying on the roof, Yang Dongqing looked up at the starry sky, only to see that the sky full of stars was like a shining light veil, as if within reach. Watching the stars move in the sky, his mind slowly relaxed, only to feel that there were countless unknown attractions in the boundless universe, mysterious space wormholes, huge Noah's spaceship, the black market network that secretly triggered the entire Yuhe galaxy, the strange behavior of the Zerg, and the pillars of the major families who never showed up...... His mind drifted farther and farther away.

I don't know how long it took, the starry sky in Yang Dongqing's vision gradually blurred, and a beautiful face appeared in his mind, it was Zhou Ziluo.

At this time, he suddenly felt his heart throb, as if something bad had happened. His thoughts came back suddenly, he sat up suddenly, took out the phone and sent a message to Zhou Ziluo.

In less than five seconds, Zhou Ziluo's message came back: "Yangzi, are you back? I'm fine, I'm still in the professor's laboratory." ”

"Huh~" Yang Dongqing exhaled with relief, and secretly laughed that he was a little cautious and overdone.

Then, he exchanged messages with Zhou Ziluo and chatted......

Three days was not a long time, but Yang Dongqing felt that it was going by very slowly. After that night, he always had a feeling of worry, and he was even more eager to get a second-level page membership and buy a memory erasing potion.

At the same time, in a small processing factory on the outskirts of the city, Song Xiacheng took a willow leaf more than a meter long, with a narrow blade and a bright silver color, and slashed towards a heavy alloy.

"Snort" sounded softly, just like chopping melons and vegetables, and the alloy more than ten centimeters thick was cut into two sections, and the section was extremely smooth.

"Hehe, haha, ha......" Song Xiacheng held the knife, first chuckled, and then laughed louder and louder, the knife in his hand can be called a real star weapon in other aspects except for the lack of electromagnetic veins. His fifth-level cultivation forged such a weapon, and he could shock the earth's eyeballs when he said it.

It took a long time for his laughter to gradually subside, his eyes were shining, and he said in a low voice: "Huo Xin, Tian Ming, you wait." ”

He has always been worried about the exclusion of the Forging Association, not that the members of this association are important, the key is that he can't swallow this breath.

When they first learned that his teacher was Wong Tai Sin, Huo Xin and Tian Ming begged him to join the Forging Association. But Wong Tai Sin hasn't shown up for more than ten years, and he is suspected of dying outside, and the first thing they exclude is himself. In fact, he knew that Huo Xin and Tian Ming's purpose was to forge the manuscript for Master Tian.

After a while, Song Xiacheng put the knife into the sheath, turned around and strode out.......

In the room of the two-story building, Yang Dongqing was also a little fond of holding the knife sent by Song Xiacheng, and there was no martial artist who didn't like weapons.

"All the iron willow leaves have been used, and I have also added the blade grass leaves, this knife is much sharper than the one made by Zhang Yiheng. Song Xiacheng explained.

"Well, I know!" Yang Dongqing nodded, he was trying to send internal strength into the blade. Through his internal strength, he could clearly feel the power of restraint, which was a wonderful feeling.

However, he has not yet reached the fifth level, and he has not practiced his strength. The internal energy spread quickly after leaving the body, and he was not able to exert the power of this knife.

"Boy, did you build a star-rated weapon to sell it to the black market?" asked Song Xiacheng. He also wanted to use this weapon to find a place to get back on, and of course he didn't want Yang Dongqing to sell it immediately.

"No!" Yang Dongqing waved his hand and said, "I'm going to use it to compete for second-level page members." ”

"Do second-level page members also need star weapons?" Song Xiacheng was stunned, he really didn't know about it. But then he breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't for sale.

"When will it start?" Song Xiacheng asked again.

"There's still half a month, on the Fallen Star. Yang Dongqing replied.

"Boy, let's talk about something. When the second-level page member competition is over, you give me the knife to use. ”

"No problem!" Yang Dongqing didn't think about it, and immediately nodded.

Song Xiacheng was stunned, he didn't expect Yang Dongqing to agree so happily. Then he laughed and said loudly: "The second-level page members compete for me to go with you, and when you run out, I will take the knife away." ”

Yang Dongqing hesitated for a moment, then agreed. Anyway, no one knows their identity, Song Xiacheng is in a hurry to use a knife, and it doesn't matter if he follows.

Early the next morning, Yang Dongqing bought a new mask again. On the Fallen Star, he can't use his lordship, after all, he has fought a sensational black fist there, and he is easily recognized.

Then, he and Song Xiacheng left Tianhexing together, using the old method of smuggling.

It took about ten days or so for them to make five jumps before they reached the Fallen Star.

Watching the huge planet slowly approach, Yang Dongqing was a little embarrassed, it had been more than two years since he last came to the Fallen Star.

Looking down from space, the night of the Fallen Star is unusually beautiful, with countless bright lights dazzling the large area.

"Boy, don't be obsessed with this kind of place, if you fall into it, your future will be ruined. Song Xiacheng reminded next to Yang Dongqing.

"I know!" Yang Dongqing smiled, turned around and walked out, and the space station arrived.

Turning from the space station into a small spaceship, according to the prompts of the black market network, Yang Dongqing rushed to the Fuhua Hotel in Xiaojin City.

As soon as the two entered, a group of people came to meet them, Song Xiacheng's footsteps paused, his brows tightened, and he said with a cold face: "It's really a narrow road, and they are also here." ”