095 Last night of tenderness

In the city of Yuehua City, Pan Jingyun and Xiaoxi came out of a refinery material shop.

"Xiao, the materials are almost ready. Let's go back." Pan Jingyun said.

"Well, where else do you need to go to play and relax?" Xiao Mi said that her hand held Pan Jingyun gently, like a well-behaved little woman.

"No, I feel much better. There should be no big problem." Pan Jingyun said.

Shortly after the two left, another fat man came out of the refinery material shop. The fat man took a look in the direction of Pan Jingyun and the two disappeared, and then left in the other direction.

This time, Pan Jingyun and Xiaoyu stayed in Yuehua City for seven days. In these seven days, Xiaoyu's gentleness made Pan Jingyun enjoy the blessings of all the people. Back to the isolated island, Pan Jingyun began a boring and tense refinery business again, and the big sister and the little sister still took turns to accompany him.

At this time, a seven-grade magic weapon Xuanwu shield floated in front of Pan Jingyun. At this time, the condensation has reached the most critical time. Pan Jingyun controlled a ball of blood and slowly injected it into the Xuanwu shield.

"Z..."

Pan Jingyun's heart began to jump up again. He watched the blood slowly spread on the surface of the Xuanwu shield with great concentration, hoping that there would be no more sound. Finally, the blood completely covered the surface of the Xuanwu shield. The Xuanwu shield turned into a dark red color, and the blood slowly condensed into Xuanwu. In the shield.

Pan Jingyun's heartbeat almost stopped.

"Whey!"

As if to hear a melodious voice, the Xuanwu shield in front of Pan Jingyun suddenly appeared a lingering of six-color light, which was brilliant and gorgeous. Pan Jingyun was extremely excited, but at this time, his heartstrings collapsed more tightly. Now he has not fully succeeded, and there is still one last step, quenching.

Pan Jingyun controlled the Xuanwu shield and slowly introduced it into the quenching pool, which was made of quenching liquid from expensive materials.

Pan Jingyun tried his best not to let his hands tremble. He carefully immersed the Xuanwu shield into the quenching pool.

"Z--"

Pan Jingyun's heart jumped wildly with the sound.

Ten seconds later, be safe!

Twenty seconds later, it's still safe!!

Pan Jingyun had been waiting for five minutes and never heard the crisp voice that made him feel horrible. His heart was suddenly ecstatic. The spiritual power in his hand shot out, and the Xuanwu shield was inhaled in front of him. Pan Jingyun injected spiritual power into the Xuanwu shield, and the Xuanwu shield immediately turned into an eight-sided shield. The card floated around him to protect himself tightly, and the six-color light kept lingering. Pan Jingyun felt that the defense of the eight-grade Xuanwu shield was more than twice that of the seventh-grade Xuanwu shield.

Pan Jingyun thought to himself that if he could have a nine-grade Xuanwu shield, then even if he met the green-robed ghost, he would probably resist their attack without allowing Xue and Huayi to do it...

After Pan Jingyun successfully refined the first middle-level eight-level magic weapon Xuanwu Shield, in the next time, he was basically able to refine the middle-level eight-level magic weapon every day, but the price was very high, basically 20 to one. Seeing that a large number of seven magic weapons have become scrap iron, Pan Jingyun felt extremely worried. Those are all magic weapons. Although these are not his, Pan Jingyun still has a sense of violence.

But things are often like this. If you want to get good things, you have to pay enough. If you want pie to fall from the sky, it's just a fantasy.

Twenty days have passed again. At this time, there are already a lot of magic weapon corpses in front of Pan Jingyun. Nearly 400 seven-grade magic weapons. In the end, only 18 have successfully become eight-grade magic weapons. At this time, Pan Jingyun is no longer pitiful and cherishing jade, and his heart has already been numb.

Tomorrow will hit the nine-grade magic weapon. This night, Pan Jingyun was a little worried. Although he held Daxi and Xiaoxi left and right at this time. Although Daxi and Xiaoxi teased him extremely charmingly, Pan Jingyun found that he couldn't do it for the first time. His mind was full of magic weapons. At this time, he also forgot that he might have refined it himself. The top magic weapon is the time of his death. At this time, he has become a fanatical refiner, a fanatical refiner who wants to refine the top magic weapon.

The next day, after Pan Jingyun was fully prepared, he began to condense the middle-level nine-grade magic weapon. He cut the yellow Xuanjing essence into eighteen parts. Although it was a little more, Pan Jingyun was too lazy to stay. Although it was reasonable to increase the success rate, Pan Jingyun felt that at least he would have one more point in confidence.

Pan Jingyun plans to refine these 18 eight-grade magic weapons in six days, so that he can stay in the best condition.

Ten minutes later.

"Kka!"

The first eight-grade magic weapon Zixia sword became scrap iron without suspense, and the crisp voice foreshadowed that nearly 200 billion Lingshi and Pan Jingyun's blood turned into nothing. Pan Jingyun felt that he already had a phobia of that sound.

After adjusting for half an hour, Pan Jingyun began to refine the second eight-grade magic weapon again, which was a failure.

Two hours later, the third one also failed.

On the first day of condensation, Pan Jingyun failed before he reached the stage of blood clotting.

Although Da Jingyun and Xiao Xi did not blame Pan Jingyun, Pan Jingyun could see that there was some disappointment in their eyes. Pan Jingyun himself thought it was normal this time. If three things could be successful, it would be too easy.

In the gentle and considerate night between Da Yu and Xiao Yu, the next day came. Needless to say, it was all a failure. On this day, Pan Jingyun finally had an eight-grade magic weapon that failed when condensing blood.

On the third day, the three magic weapons still failed, all of which failed when the blood was condensed. Pan Jingyun couldn't calm down now. Pan Jingyun thought hard for a whole day in the underground stone room. On the fourth day, he did not go to the underground stone room, but tried his best to relax himself, and Da Si and Xiao Si did not disturb him.

On the fifth day, the three eight magic weapons still failed to condense, but one of them almost succeeded in condensing. Finally, it failed at the time of quenching. Pan Jingyun's heart was extremely painful at that time. The feeling of failure made him extremely worried.

Although the dawn has appeared, Pan Jingyun began to be nervous. There are only six eight magic weapons left, and the opportunity to successfully refine nine magic weapons is becoming more and more remote.

This time, Pan Jingyun rested for two days. He tried not to think about the refining machine, but indulged in ** with Daxi and Xiaoxi. He wanted to relax his heartstrings that were too tight. Although Daxi and Xiaoxi were paralyzed by him, the effect he really received was very small. His body was relaxed. But the heartstrings of the heart are still broken.

On the eighth day, all three eight magic weapons failed during quenching. Pan Jingyun was extremely haggard. He felt that he was a little nervous. In so many days, nearly five trillion spiritual stones have been squandered into scrap iron by him in an instant, and squandering has become a habit.

Pan Jingyun was a little frustrated, leaving only the last two eight-grade Zixia swords and an eight-pin Xuanwu shield. Pan Jingyun's heart was full of trouble. If he failed again, he would be sorry.

This time, Pan Jingyun rested for six days. He felt that although Da Yu and Xiao Yu were still accompanying him as before, their faces were dim, but they did not say anything and made Pan Jingyun more burdened, so that the last day would be more difficult to succeed.

Seeing their appearance, Pan Jingyun was not surprised. He was ready to be dismembered after failure.

On the night of the sixth day, Pan Jingyun held Daxi and Xiaoxi, and his heart gradually became clear.

"It suddenly occurred to me that I have great hope that I can succeed tomorrow." Pan Jingyun gently rubbed the fragrant shoulders of the big and small and said calmly.

"Really?" Big sister and little sister raised their heads from his arms.

"Well, in the past few days, I have realized a lot of things that I didn't know before. I feel very confident, but nothing is absolute. I want to ask you for one thing." Pan Jingyun said.

"Say it." Da Si said, with a very calm expression, as if she knew what Pan Jingyun was going to say. Her body clung to Pan Jingyun's body, and her soft chest squeezed Pan Jingyun's chest tightly.

"I hope you can swear that you can kill me no matter whether you succeed or fail tomorrow, but you must let go of the two elves." Pan Jingyun looked extremely calm at this time.

"In fact, our sisters also know that you may think that we will kill you after we get the top magic weapon. At the beginning, we did have this idea, but after spending half a year together, we have been unable to do it down. Even if you finally fail to refine, we will only admit our bad luck, not to you. How about it?" Xiaoqi sighed and said that the couple had a hundred days of kindness and more than half a year of love. Even if it was a hard heart, it would not be hard after all.

"Really." Pan Jingyun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the two sisters would have such an idea, which moved him very much, and he hoped that he could successfully refine this top magic weapon tomorrow.

"Well, of course, we can swear." Xiao Xi said with a serious face. A sexy and soft long leg bent up and pressed on Pan Jingyun's lower abdomen, and Pan Jingyun's smooth skin gently rubbed her.

For the sake of caution, Pan Jingyun still let them swear not to embarrasss the two elves, but to Pan Jingyun's surprise, Da Xi and Xiao Xi immediately stood up to face Pan Jingyun, vowing that no matter whether they succeed tomorrow or not, they would never embarrass the three of them.

Although Pan Jingyun knows that vows are sometimes unreliable, Pan Jingyun is at ease. After all, he has done his best, and then let's do his fate.

After Da Yu and Xiao Yu made their vows, they entered Pan Jingyun's arms again. After a night of entertainment, Da Yu and Xiao Yu made Pan Jingyun enjoy their gentleness like Pan Jingyun's wife. Finally, Da Yu and Xiao Yan were sore in Pan Jingyun's arms and fell asleep. At this moment, their faces were covered with satisfied roofi, which seemed to be I forgot about the refinery.