Disaster for all: Summoner is so lucky?

Chapter 21 Golden Legend!Reforged Secret
"Just look at it!"

The voice of the goblin craftsman rose slightly.

He put the spinal whip on the anvil, and then took out a small, dull hammer.

The goblin craftsman held a hammer in his hand and hit the bone whip a few times.

Then he looked at Qi Liang sarcastically.

"It seems that you are not very lucky!"

Qi Liang ignored what the goblin craftsman said, and he was already sentenced to death in his heart.

[short spine whip]

[Short attack power -15%]

At this time, Qi Liang had a conjecture in his heart that overturned his previous life experience.

Goblin Tinkerer's reforges aren't random, they've been pretending to be random.

However, their clan is too united, and their camouflage skills are so clever that no one in the world can see through the deception.

You know, Qi Liang's talent is the father of luck!

Are you looking down on his talent by recasting him into a waste prefix like short?

After so many days of tempering, Qi Liang has absolute confidence in his talent.

"Oh~ my friend, do you want to continue~"

"This time it's only thirty silver coins~"

In Qi Liang's eyes, the goblin craftsman's playful gaze was unbearable.

Qi Liang took out the enchanted sword.

"This is an enchanted sword!?"

The goblin craftsman showed a look of surprise.

"Hahaha! Leave it to me, I will recast it for you!"

The goblin craftsman's eyes are full of sincerity at this time, acting like a person who loves deeply but can't get it, and gives his last blessing to it.

He thought he was hiding well, but if Qi Liang didn't have this talent, he would really be hiding well.

Qi Liang held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the blade pointed directly at the little green man.

"My friend... it's impolite to hold a sword like this!"

The goblin craftsman finally noticed the coldness in Qi Liang's eyes, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Really?"

Qi Liang evoked a smile, and then a sword energy gushed out.

Swish!
thump.

Two dark green palms rolled down on the floor, splashing dust that hadn't been cleaned for a long time.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"What are you doing!"

Goblin Tinkerer fell to the ground in pain.

He lost his hands and had to clamp them between his legs to stop the bleeding.

The whole goblin is like a shrimp that lacks oxygen.

Qi Liang kicked him to the corner.

Cold boots stepped on the bloody face of the goblin artisan.

"Do you know why?"

"Why!? I don't know!"

The goblin craftsman was still quibbling, so he continued to repair him.

At this time, the goblin craftsman had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he had very few teeth left.

"Say it or not? Say it or not?!"

Qi Liang's feet kept falling like raindrops.

"I said! I said!"

Qi Liang still didn't stop beating, he knew that the trickster in front of him must not open his mouth so easily.

The goblin craftsman never expected that Qi Liang would guess the secret that their clan had kept for hundreds of years.

"The recast prefix is ​​manipulated by you."

Qi Liang finally stopped beating, and after saying this, he leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

The goblin craftsman's eyes were full of horror, and the smoke Qi Liang spit out was like a demon, strangling his neck fiercely.

"How did you know!"

The goblin craftsman's eyes were red, he was already insane.

Yes, countless people once suspected the recasting controlled by the goblin craftsman, but they were all suppressed by the ancestors by various means.

Even though they were tortured, they didn't speak out, which made them where they are today.

But their juniors obviously didn't live up to expectations, just seeing Qi Liang's momentum and fell into madness.

Because Qi Liang acted as if he had penetrated their souls.

"Cough cough...cough, that's right."

The goblin craftsman couldn't bear the pressure anymore, and after saying this, he was like a deflated ball.

He relaxed his body, stopped struggling, and let the blood flow freely, Qi Liang slaughtered him.

He closed his eyes, waiting for Qi Liang's butcher knife to strike.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but the goblin craftsman hadn't waited for the death to come.

He forcefully opened a gap in his already swollen eyes.

I saw that Qi Liang had already finished smoking the cigarette, stroking the smooth lines of the enchanted sword.

Qi Liang was thinking about whether to keep this goblin craftsman.

If you keep him, it will give your village a big boost.

Mythical equipment for all staff makes people shudder to think about it.

So it was decided.

The goblin craftsman felt a warmth at the joint of his severed hand.

Qi Liang poured the healing potion on it.

"Hurry up and pick it up."

Hope suddenly rose in the goblin craftsman's heart.

Rolling and crawling on the ground, he connected his arm to the severed hand.

Then he poured down several bottles of medicine that Qi Liang handed him again.

Goblin itself has a strong recovery ability, coupled with the help of potions, it is easy to connect the severed hand.

The goblin craftsman couldn't help crying as he felt the palm come back.

Soon, he realized something, and quickly settled down.

He bowed down at Qi Liang's feet.

"Little one, I am willing to be loyal to my lord! Be a cow and a horse for my lord!"

Qi Liang threw the contract scroll on the main seat in the shop where he was sitting in front of him.

The goblin craftsman knelt on the ground and signed the contract.

"What are you doing!"

Zhu Yi pushed the door and entered, but saw the scene in front of him.

His shock was beyond words.

"From now on, he will be your colleague."

Qi Liang looked at Zhu Yi with a smile.

"What?! You asked me to work with Goblins?!"

Zhu Yi walked around the goblin craftsman kneeling on the ground, amazed.

"It still has to be you!"

"Then it will be much more convenient for me to recast in the future!"

Zhu Yi ignored the gap and said pleasantly.

"You have to collect money!"

The goblin craftsman looked fiercely at the strong man in front of him.

"Family, what money are you talking about!"

Zhu Yi turned his head to look at Qi Liang, seeing that Qi Liang did not refute the words of the goblin craftsman, so he took out a gold coin and handed it to him.

The goblin craftsman took the gold coin and motioned for Zhu Yi to equip him.

The blanket was given to him by Zhu Yi.

"You don't have any change?"

Zhu Yi asked tentatively.

"Just watch."

Qi Liang gave Zhu Yi a reassuring look.

The goblin craftsman put the blanket on the anvil and hit it with a small hammer.

A dazzling golden light burst out.

Golden legend!

Zhu Yi was so startled that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

"Fuck! I'm so lucky!?"

"cut."

The goblin craftsman hissed contemptuously, then looked at Qi Liang proudly.

Qi Liang's eyes fell on the bone whip of the spine that had been recast and crippled by him.

The goblin craftsman smiled mischievously, picked up the bone whip, and tapped it lightly.

The golden light burst out again in the room.

"Fuck! What the hell!"

Seeing that Zhu Yi still didn't react, the goblin craftsman took the enchanted sword handed over by Qi Liang and recast it again.

golden light!Still golden!

This golden light is so dazzling!

Zhu Yi was completely confused, but he also realized that the goblin craftsman in front of him was weird.

(End of this chapter)