farm wife

Chapter 494

It seems to be a bit heavy, and she was beaten into space again, will it be difficult to take away?Dayan glanced at Wu Shun unnaturally.

Wu Shun frowned: "You want it?"

The big smoke is cute, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

Yes, want it.

Go back and find a way to process it, which is better than the previous iron plate.

"Bring it." Wu Shun said to her.

Da Yan thought he was going to help her put it into the space and take it away, so he walked over and handed the metal block up.

Seeing that Wu Shun took out the beads calmly, he actually used the beads to dissolve and blend the metal blocks again... Is this refining weapons?
Da Yan was very strange: "Can you refine weapons?"

Wu Shun said indifferently: "I once picked up a jade slip, which said how to refine weapons."

Dayan nodded with a stern face, and suddenly knew how the blood drop came from, it must have been made by himself.It's just that he was too cruel to himself, and chose the big murder weapon on the ranking list.

"What do you want to refine it into?" The beads are so easy to use, Wu Shun removed the impurities in it in a blink of an eye, and the metals were fused together, making the color look much better.

Dayan was stunned, she had the giant sword, and when the space was destroyed, she had been holding the giant sword in her hand, so there was no need to make it into a sword.

Looking at Wu Shun's metal after removing impurities, it's not too much, and he can't make too big things.

After hesitating for a while, he made a decision.

"Let's make it into a pot, a pan, as long as the sides are three or four centimeters high, the handle must be strong enough, and the pot must also be strong. I'll use it as a weapon." Yes, Da Yan remembered those dozen wolves , were all shot to death by the iron plate.

Thinking about it now, the transformed self might prefer that type of weapon.

As for making a frying pan, I thought of it from a concave iron block, and I think it can be more useful.

For example, fried meat should be fine.

Wu Shun gave Dayan a strange look, and didn't ask her why she used such a strange thing as a weapon, her expression became serious.

A mass of liquid metal has gradually turned into a frying pan. The handle is also pure metal and is integrated with the body of the pot. If it is directly burned, even the handle may be burned.

But it's not important, it's the best for Da Yan, after all, she has the power of fire.

After an unknown amount of time, the liquid metal was solidifying under the high temperature at a speed visible to the naked eye, but a moment later a large gong-like pot appeared in front of her eyes.

Shiny and shiny, it looks very dazzling.

It's just that it's too big, maybe forty centimeters in diameter.

The side is not as high as she imagined, it only protrudes a little bit, not even a point.

Compared with her original rigidity, there seems to be no big difference in appearance, only the pros and cons are divided.

"Be careful when using it in the future. This side is used as a weapon, and this side is used for frying meat. Don't make a mistake." Wu Shun handed the pan... or an iron plate, to Dayan, "You can recognize the master by dripping blood , it will be easier to control."

Dayan made a face, and told herself that the requirements should not be too high, and everyone helped her refine the weapon. Although she did not follow her own requirements, it was actually very good.

"Thank you!" Da Yan took it over with a smile. As soon as he took it, he felt heavy and almost fell on his foot.

Lie down, why did it become sinking?
Wu Shun didn't care, and his expression was cold: "When refining the weapon, I added some metals into it."

Damian was stunned, nodded silently, and tried the handle. Except that the pot was too big, everything was fine.

As if knowing what Dayan was thinking, Wu Shun said calmly: "The length of the handle can't be changed, but the size of the iron plate can be controlled by you, provided that you recognize the master with a drop of blood."

Big Smoke: →_→

Let’s admit it, you didn’t intend to help me make the pot at all. From the beginning, you wanted to make it into an iron plate. In order to distinguish the front and back, you made a little edge. The color and smoothness are different. It seems that you have a deep understanding.

Why, do you want to eat iron pan fried meat?
Are you stupid or not, a frying pan is fine too.

Forget it, so be it.

In fact, there is not much difference, and it can barely be regarded as a pan.

After dripping blood to recognize the master, there is already a pot of four to five thousand catties, which can be reduced to two to three thousand catties in the hand, and the body of the pot can also be reduced a lot, but the limit is twenty in diameter, and the handle cannot be changed.

Da Yan glanced at Wu Shun. Although he was good at refining weapons, he obviously didn't know much, and his skills were not very good either.I thought he was omnipotent, but he was just a rookie.

Ahaha, if she has the ability to control the bead, she will definitely not be worse than him.

"I'm quite satisfied, thank you." Dayan thought of a way, and carried the weak pot behind him.

Suddenly, she thought of something again, hugged Jiaolongshui, licked her face and asked Wu Shun to cut it for her.

He planned to cut four suits of material, give himself two suits, and Mrs. Jiao two suits.

The rest will be divided into three parts, one for Zhou Wei to make a universe bag, one for her own, and the other to be kept for making clothes or making a universe bag in the future.

Wu Shun glanced at her. Before, he looked like he had no love for him, but now he's flattering and not angry with him, or hate him?
"Who made the clothes for?" Wu Shun looked indifferent, but he was inexplicably looking forward to it, and he was still a little nervous.

"I'm talking to Master Jiao." Dayan replied naturally, and just as he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, the other party's face seemed very dark and gloomy, as if it was about to thunder and rain.

Big Yan rolled his eyes, and immediately added: "There are still yours, a total of six sets, two sets for each person."

After speaking, Wu Shun's complexion improved a lot, and he was relieved, feeling a little bit... Forget it, if you don't think about it, it's already a matter of face for the other party not to stick a sword on her neck.

As for the rest, don't think too much about it.

Wu Shun first cut out six pieces of clothing material, and then cut the rest into three pieces and threw them back to Dayan.

Dayan took a closer look. The front two sections are relatively thick. If they are round, they can reach a diameter of about two meters. They are the most suitable for space.

So Da Yan rolled up the thin ones and put them away. He glanced at Wu Shun and saw that he was studying the clothes, thinking about what kind of cosmic thing he would make these two pieces into.

Each section is 80 meters long, making Qiankun bags feel very long and ugly.

Just thinking about it, Wu Shun asked, "What color do you like?"

Da Yan casually said, "Lavender."

In fact, she prefers white and pink. She can dress up as a little fairy or a cute girl. The reason why she said lavender is because she found out that Mr. Jiao, who went back to Xiagong Mansion, prefers to wear lavender clothes on weekdays.

It looks good, she likes it very much.

(End of this chapter)