Murong Raging
The next day, Mu Qian inquired about Murong Shuo's residence. The people of the Refiner's Union enthusiastically led the way and soon arrived.
"Miss Mu, Senior Murong doesn't like to be disturbed. I won't go in." The Junior respectfully said.
"En!"
Mu Qian walked in and found that Murong Shuo's door was not closed.
"Murong Shuo!"
"Murong … …"
The door was blown open by the wind. Mu Qian saw that Murong Shuo had already fallen asleep on the desk. All kinds of drawings and books were thrown on the ground.
Mu Qian saw that the drawing on the drawing was the Phoenix Dark Plume that she refined yesterday. Is he studying how to refine the Phoenix Dark Plume?
Yesterday, he was very calm, but she didn't expect that he would spend so much effort to study it. Unfortunately, it has been a long time since he was able to study it.
The reason why she was able to refine it, in addition to seeing the complete drawing, she also obtained the inheritance of the Refiner's Senior.
Murong Shuo's talent in refining is very good, but it is not enough to study this level of hidden weapon.
"Who?" Someone noticed that someone was intruding, a sharp voice came.
Then, an earth-shattering heat wave rushed towards Mu Qian. It was Murong Shuo who launched a fire elemental attack.
The purple figure flashed and avoided the attack, but the drawings on the ground were not so lucky.
"Puff!"
The papers on the ground instantly burned, and the fire became more and more intense.
Continuous refining consumed a lot of soul force, plus he spent the whole night calculating the refining principle of the Phoenix Dark Plume. In the end, he was too tired and fell asleep. At this time, he was awakened by the smoke.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Seeing that the fruits of his night's work had been completely burned, the entire study room was about to be burned down.
He ordered. "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and put out the fire! My book collection is about to be burned. "
A few figures came out from the dark. Their strength was extremely good. Among them, there was a Water Spirit Master who quickly extinguished the fire.
However, Murong Shuo's face was very black. He stared at Mu Qian and said. "My drawings!"
"Why are you yelling at me? You set this on fire, not me. "Mu Qian said.
"Who allowed you to come here?"
"Murong Shuo, did you say that your place is off-limits? Can't I spar with you? "
"Are you going to get out of my territory now?"
"Come on, look!"
Murong Shuo had an extremely passionate heart when it came to smithing. An entire night's worth of effort was ruined, and he did not have a good temper. He was about to explode.
The Fire Elemental rushed towards Mu Qian like a tiger. Mu Qian smiled and said. "I want to move my muscles and sober up! I'll be more than happy to accompany you. "
In the face of this fierce fire element spiritual power, Mu Qian used her wind element spiritual power to avoid it.
Murong Shuo was a Spiritual Grandmaster at the peak of the ninth rank. He was extremely talented in both crafting and cultivation.
Boom!
A commotion came from Murong Shuo's side, causing many people to pay attention to him.
"Senior Brother Murong is fighting with Miss Mo! They're fighting!"
"Other than Senior Brother Murong's temper when he's being disturbed while he's forging, he's quite easy to get along with. Why would he fight with Miss Mo?"
"Looks like two tigers cannot share the same mountain!"
"That's not right either. Two tigers can't share the same mountain unless it's a male and a female. Senior Brother Murong and Miss Mo are a man and a woman. They shouldn't be fighting so fiercely!"
"Sigh! I hope these two won't get hurt. "
Bang! Bang! Bang! Murong Shuo's spiritual attack was very strong. Mu Qian did not choose to face it head-on. Dodging his attack was more than enough.
Mu Qian said, "Murong Shuo, are you tired?"
Murong Shuo was not that angry at first, but when he heard Mu Qian lazily ask if he was tired, he became even more furious.
"Bang!"
In the end, Murong Shuo was tired and his spiritual power was depleted.
He looked at Mu Qian with a murderous glare.
Mu Qian said, "I say, do you really have to be like this? Although it's an entire night's worth of effort, it's useless! If you want to know how to refine the Dark Phoenix Plume, you can ask me! "
Murong Shuo said, "If I ask you for advice, will you tell me?"
Murong Shuo was very clear that there was no record of this mysterious hidden weapon. In today's world, only a few refiners can refine it. Moreover, its lethality is very high. If it's used in certain places, it will have an unexpected effect.
This kind of good thing, how can it be casually spread to others?
Mu Qian smiled and said, "I naturally won't tell ordinary people. But if you become my disciple, there's no harm in telling you!"
When the people from the Refiners Union heard Mu Qian's words, each and every one of them was a bit confused.
What's going on? Miss Mo looked at Murong Shuo.
"What did you say?" Murong Shuo's eyes were spitting fire.
"Are you misunderstanding something? I mean, if you become my disciple, I'll tell you! "Mu Qian said with a smile.
"Worship you as a master? Impossible!" Murong Shuo gritted his teeth and said. He suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Mu Qian. As a result, his physical strength was not enough and he almost fell.
"Master!" Suddenly, a person appeared and supported him. However, he still looked at Mu Qian angrily.
Murong Shuo had always been very confident in his refining skills. There were very few people who were his opponent. Yesterday, when he fought Mu Qian to a draw, it aroused his fighting spirit.
Now that he was provoked by Mu Qian, his violent temper could no longer be suppressed.
Mu Qian walked closer to Murong Shuo and smiled evilly, "Good disciple, think about it carefully! But right now, you should take a good rest. "
Murong Shuo roared, "You … Say that again!"
The weak Murong Shuo jumped out like a leopard and wanted to bite Mu Qian's neck. In the end, he felt a wave of drowsiness and closed his eyes to sleep.
"What did you do to our master?"
The pressure of a Martial Sage came over. Mu Qian still stood calmly in front of them and said, "Nothing much. I just made him fall asleep. After all, his temper is very bad. Even if I leave, he won't rest well. "
They checked Murong Shuo's body and discovered that Murong Shuo was really asleep. There were no other problems.
Mu Qian smiled and said, "Don't be so worried. Do you think I would hurt my future precious disciple?"
"Miss Mo, please have some sense of propriety. Master has always been conceited. In this world, there aren't many people who would be willing to let him call them master." A Martial Sage said.
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