"The ease of the wind, the shadow of death, the soul of the sage ..."

Looking at the piles of messy materials in my hand, Li Qingyuan was directly caught in a state of downtime!

Who can tell him, what exactly is these things?

Originally, he thought that the materials he had got should be things like Jiutian Xuan Iron, Pangu Jingjin, etc. As a result, when the old gods began to take out the inventory of the bottom of the box, he found that he took it for granted.

You can understand the horns of this unicorn and the claws of the Demon Dragon, but what is this sage soul and the shadow of death?

"Master, what else do you need?" Annesi stared at him excitedly and jumped around.

Annesi's body is actually a huge spider. Just now because someone won the Queen Queen of Dema, he won dozens of believers. For the current Annasi, the mage is his closest relative.

So seeing the mage frowned slightly, Annesi ran over and ran over immediately, ready to give him a start.

"I need a melting furnace now, it is best to be divine!" Li Qingyuan thought slightly, and directly reached out and said all these materials to the portable space.

Will he use these materials? Anyway, as long as you enter his pocket anyway, can you still take it out?

Besides, the reason why you do n’t understand these materials now should be that your casting skills have not been trained yet. As long as you wait for yourself to upgrade, you can know how these things should be used.

"How is the furnace of Volgan? His furnace should be okay?" When he heard him say so, Mamari asked directly to Odin.

Volgan is Vulcan. In addition to creating gunpowder, creating an artifact is also one of his permissions.

Everyone knows that Volgan is now pretty good. He not only opened a firearm production plant in Texas in Texas, but also became the mayor by the way. He was also the best among the old gods.

It's just that no one thinks about it, because unlike Queen Queen, the guy of Vulcan has never been down. When human technology transformed from a long gun armor to a gunpowder cannon, Volgan was the earliest beneficiary!

So when the gods want to come, Volgan's guy is the most impossible to betray.

"No, Volgan's furnace is exclusive to himself. Although Volgan is dead now, he has just died, but he is still marking, and others can't use it in a short period of time!" Odin quickly discouraged.

You must know that Volgan was killed. If such a vote was allowed to go to Folgan's grave head to investigate, some people could find the true cause of death of Volgan.

After all, the power of the gods is all diverse, and each guy also has its own unique stunts. Even Odin dare not pack tickets and say that he can be seamless.

"Then go to me, I remember that I should have a melting furnace used by old friends thousands of years ago, and it should be used!" The Black God put away his hammer and said to Li Qingyuan.

Just like Jesus Christ has countless versions, the gods of Vulcan and forging are actually divided into many!

It is just that, except for Volgan, because of the many believers and become the positive god of the public, other losers are directly annihilating in the long river of history.

However, although it failed, they also left a little trace of history, such as the galaxy furnace left by the friend of Black God.

Seeing the black god said so, the gods have no opinion. Although the strength of Black God is slightly insufficient compared with Mamagagi and Odin, it can be regarded as a master who can sit in front of the front -row chair firmly.

There are three sisters of the star god live with him, and he is responsible for protecting the safety of the mage. Everyone is absolutely relieved.

Of course, the so -called protection mage safety is just a polite. What everyone really wants to protect is actually the baby you just took out!

Even if those materials are very precious for God, everyone is unfamiliar with the master of the mage. He gives him the life of Thai half to him. What if the other party rolls the money?

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"You live here?"

Looking at the rotten apartment building in front of him, Li Qingyuan only felt that his head was dark.

"My salary can't afford a better house. Besides, you are a god, so pay attention to what you can enjoy outside?"

There is a homemade cigarette roll in the mouth of Black God, while saying the clouds and vomiting.

"Even God should pay attention to your quality of life, okay! You just like to stay in this kind of place so?" Someone looked at the sewage of the sewage spoiled, and it was really impossible to understand this guy's brain circuit.

It is true that for God, everything in the world does not have much significance, but let yourself live better, not the most basic pursuit of human beings.

"You are too young. You know that we have been an old man who has experienced thousands of years. We have experienced all the glorious and rich in the world, so we did not care about those vulgar things!" Black God patted her

The shoulders said, saying a long time.

"Uh? Then my bottle of Rosor Polorka, it seems that you can throw it away. Anyway, you don't care about the so -called material enjoyment!" Seeing the old age of Black God, someone took out a wine bottle directly, and then was in the bottle, and then in the

Throw twice in your hand and throw it directly towards the ground!

"Don't!" Seeing that the bottle of Vodka was about to fall to the ground, the Black God immediately poured a vicious dog and hugged the bottle into his arms.

"How many years! How many years!"

Black God held the bottle of wine tightly, and almost excited old tears.

He is the god of faith in Gusla. Everyone knows that the faith on Maozi knows that in addition to the shirtlessness, it is drinking, so the guy Black God also comes with alcohol.

It stands to reason that a deity like him, how can there be an artifact that poured out the wine, but unfortunately because of the collapse of the faith system, he is reluctant to maintain his existence now.

Drunk?

In fact, the salary of Black God in the slaughterhouse is exactly a good community. After all, the butcher is never a low -paying profession!

It was just that the extra money was taken to buy wine. If it wasn't because the three sisters of the star god lived with him, maybe this old guy was going to live in the slaughterhouse directly, so that the salary was saved and bought the wine.

"Who said that God shouldn't care about these vulgar things?" Li Qingyuan looked at Black God's salivating look, and asked with a smile.

"Non -nonsense! Who said? Stand up, see if I don't hammer him! If God can't even drink a wine, what's the meaning of this God?" The Black God did not hesitate to stuff the bottle into

His pockets, then condemned with justice.
Chapter completed!