"Dad, you and your mother are hiding from us so much." Luo Xiaoman pursed and pursed, his hands on his hips, looking at the eyes of Luomu mountain, revealing a trace of resentment. "Come on, you are quick to confess, since the mother is Xuanyuan''s holy daughter, then what is your identity?"


    Luo Mu Shan''s expression was stiff, and he touched his nose awkwardly. This action was very similar to that of Luo Qingwen when he was in distress. After all, they were two father and son. "Xiaoman, what identity can I have? At most, I''m an ordinary person with good luck."


    "Is it?" Luo Xiaoman tilted his head, narrowed his eyes, and his eyes became sharp. He hummed, "Dad, you are not honest. People have never seen anyone with the strength to jump up in such a short time. "


    "Ah ha ha ha!" Luomu mountain made a ha ha, his eyes were wandering and said, "I am not lucky! Got some opportunities, and then the strength rubbed up. I don''t think you have a chance, but I don''t have a chance. "


    Luo Xiao frowned tightly and looked at Luomu mountain suspiciously. He always felt that his father was dishonest. What secret was hidden in his heart? However, if dad doesn''t take the initiative to say it, she can''t press her step by step!


    "Well, let''s get back to the point." Luomu mountain didn''t want to go into this topic. He looked at him at random and returned to the topic just now. "Therefore, Xuanyuan''s Saint today wants to use your mother''s power to complete this artifact. But that''s not enough. "


    At this point, he looked at the old man in black, and continued, "I suspect they want to recruit more sages to complete this artifact together."


    Luo Xiaoman picked his eyebrows and had an idea in his heart. "That is to say, they will recruit powerful weapon refiners to participate in the refining of the fourth artifact?"


    "Not bad!" Luo Mu mountain nodded, suddenly Mou son turns, sneer way: "perhaps, this is our chance."


    Luo Xiaoman and Mo yuan look at each other, also understand the mind of Luomu mountain.


    They can disguise as a weapon refiner and mix with Xuanyuan family. In this way, things will be much easier.


    The old man in black took a rest for a moment, and after finishing his luggage, he set out again.


    The two bodyguards always separated from the two carriages, alert to the surrounding movement, sharp eyes, as if able to see through the ambush around.


    Ruolin, the old man in black, was fiddling with a letter in the carriage.


    The three words of lacquer gold on it, Xuanyuan''s, are so dazzling that he will show a faint smile every time he sees it.


    This is Xuanyuan''s affirmation of him!


    "Xuanyuan family is a family inherited from ancient times. I can''t imagine that they will invite me to my family. Who will give me this honor? "


    Xuanyuan is the ancestor of all the craftsmen.


    Today, Xuanyuan''s accomplishments in refining utensils are two, and no one dares to say one.


    For this reason, each smelter''s heart is eager to get Xuanyuan''s guidance, so as to make their own refining level to a higher level.


    Now, this opportunity is in front of us, or Xuanyuan''s invitation. He is full of expectation.


    Whoa!


    Just then the carriage stopped.


    If not, Lin frowned and stopped to pick up the curtain


    "Master Ruolin, there is a situation ahead!" A bodyguard clasped his fist and said in a respectful voice: "a man is blocking our way."


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