The cause and effect are known, but what should I do next?

Zhuang Buyuan was distressed again.

The Weaver Clan is the race he needs most now, and of course he wants to save it.

But the difficulty is self-evident.

The giant dog of war is the most powerful combat weapon in the era of exile.

The manor can now wrestle with Hammer City, basically because of the existence of the "No-Empty Stone Wall" and has the home advantage.

The war giant dog on the ground is like a pug, and can be killed with one foot not far from the village.

But the flying war giant dog is like a tiger with wings, and its combat effectiveness is more than ten times greater!

If it weren't for the sneak attack, it would be impossible for Zhuangbu to clear outposts in Iron Hammer City.

Not to mention, the home of the weaver is outside the blue stone leaves, in the era of exile!

There is the home court of the war giant dog!

Now in the manor, except for the manor not far from the manor, there is no combat power that can face the giant dogs in the war head-on.

Not to mention, in the era of exile, the war giant dog is fully combative!

Of course, there are also war giant dogs in the manor now, but all of them were captured, with only more than a dozen.

But the other party has an extremely large dog team!

Use more than a dozen war giant dogs to fight against the opponent's dog team?

Impossible.

Moreover, before solving the problem of "steam core", every war giant dog is a precious asset.

What should I do?

Zhuang Buyuan frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "You can live in the manor for the time being. I have to think about it carefully..."

The Weaver Girl was obviously a little disappointed, but she also knew that Zhuang Buyuan could not agree to such an important matter immediately.

"Don't worry, sooner or later, I will fight with Hammer City, so I will definitely save your companions, but the enemy's strength is too strong, and we must make a long-term plan." Zhuang Buyuan comforted Weaver's mother, "By the way, I haven't asked yet, what should I call you?"

"Sir, my name is Feng Jin."

"Welcome to join the manor, Feng Jin, don't call me lord, call me the owner of the manor."

"Thank you, the owner of the manor, for taking it in... Feng Jin has no choice but to repay you, so you can only..."

Do you agree with your body?

"I've sewed clothes for the owner of the house and all the adults, and I've expressed my feelings..."

As soon as these words were said, the faces of the guards next to them changed a little.

It’s good to have such a beautiful beauty sew clothes for us, but... how can we go to the bathroom in the future?

"Come with me... I'll arrange a place to live for you." Zhuang Buyuan scratched his head and said, "Ah, by the way... before entering the manor, I'll remind you, in fact... the pants are not torn here, they are specially designed to facilitate putting on and taking off..."

Zhuang not far away, I didn’t want to see everyone’s pants in the manor being sewn!

"So that's it?" Feng Jin's eyes lit up, "Ah, yes, what a convenient design!"

Then her face turned red again: "Did I do something wrong just now? I'll help the little brother take it down..."

"Puff..." Several guards were almost laughing.

Feng Jin looked at them in confusion, not understanding what they were laughing at.

After being looked at by Feng Jin, the innocent soldiers immediately turned red.

"Ah, this little brother, your clothes are torn too..."

Several soldiers fled in a hurry.

"Why did they run away? Is Feng Jin's repair skills not good?"

"No, they are just shy." Zhuang not far away.

"Why do you want to be shy when weaving clothes?"

What should I say about Zhuang Buyuan?

From the name of the "Weaver Girl" clan, we know that this must be a female-dominated race, and maybe it is the Kingdom of Women. They probably cannot understand how these young men with strong spirits feel when they see such a beautiful girl.

Not far from the village, he took Feng Jin into the manor and saw Xiao Wei beside him.

"Xiao Wei, arrange a servant room for Feng Jin and take her to get to know the manor." Zhuang Buyuan waved his hand.

"Oh..." Xiao Wei couldn't help but look at Feng Jin, then glared at Zhuang not far away.

Beast, why are there beautiful girls around you? What should we do? Beast!

Zhuang Buyuan was wondering why you all despise me. It was the beauty who came to me by himself, and it was not me who went to me!

Don't justify it, you are a beast!

Not far from the village, he heard Feng Jin say, "Ah, little brother, your pants are torn, let me help you fix them."

Zhuang Buyuan looked down and saw that Xiao Wei was wearing a pair of jeans today with a hole in his knee.

"Ah, wait, I...no need, don't bother...no..."

Feng Jin reached out and pinched a piece of her hair and leaned against the ripped hole in her jeans. Her hair immediately turned into the color of her jeans.

Then she licked the ends of her hair soaked and quickly weaved it.

"No trouble, it's only a blink of an eye... Look, soon..."

The weaving and repairing technique of Fengjin is simply superb.

Her hair quickly weaved the holes, and in terms of color and texture, it was almost exactly the same as before, as if it had never been broken.

Xiao Wei stood there crying and tears.

"I... I finally got worn out, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"I always wash my hands carefully and try my best to brush my eyes, and then I can get such a beautiful hole..."

"You compensate me for my hole, you compensate me for my hole..."

Feng Jin was at a loss and asked Zhuang Buyuan: "Why are the little brother crying?"

"Well, he was moved." Zhuang Buyuan said, "Because his clothes have been torn for a long time, no one can help him repair them."

"Is that true?" Although Feng Jin looked charming, she was definitely a natural fool. "Don't cry, little brother. I will help you knitting it in the future. I like knitting things the most!"

"By the way, there are still many torn clothes in the little brother's wardrobe. You can help him knit it."

"Leave it to me!" Feng Jin's eyes lit up and he grabbed Xiao Wei, "Little brother, where is your wardrobe? Let's go quickly! Go quickly!"

It seems that only weaving clothes can make Feng Jin forget about the experiences of his tribe.

It seemed that she was too excited, and two slender bone spurs suddenly stretched out from behind her.

After the bone spur extends out very long, the lower half suddenly divides into two, and then divides into two again, and divides into two...

Every fork is swinging flexibly, like fingers.

Every finger lifted up a long hair of the weaving mother, which looked like a human-shaped weaving machine!

It turns out that this is the real form of Weaver Girl!

At that moment, Zhuang Buyuan felt in a trance that he saw the "Blade Queen" in the game.

It turns out that the magical weaving and repair technique of Weaver Girl before was just a casual play?

In the manor, many servants saw Xiao Wei running wildly in front with his large pile of jeans: "Stay away from me, stay away from my jeans!"

Behind, a girl with strange bone spurs on her back chased her: "Little brother, little brother, wait, can you please help me to make up your clothes..."

"I'm so envious. I want to be chased by such a beautiful girl." The soldiers expressed envy.
Chapter completed!