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early morning.
Yang Chen opened his eyes, feeling dumbfounded for a moment. I really admired my mother for actually stuffing herself and Liang Jiayi into the same bed while they were drunk.
"Did mom do this on purpose?"
Looking at Liang Jiayi's sleeping expression, Yang Chen had a heartbroken look on his face. During her days in Zuo Shen Youxu Tian, ??Liang Jiayi probably had never experienced such a fierce battle.
Especially the Dragon Tomb, not only was the body suffering from the pain of collapse, but also the heart was suffering while waiting for Yang Chen to come back from the depths of the Dragon Tomb. This drunkenness was able to completely dissipate Liang Jiayi's negative emotions.
He did not wake up Liang Jiayi, but kissed her forehead gently. Liang Jiayi just frowned slightly and continued to sleep soundly.
Yang Chen gently got off the bed and saw that he was only wearing shorts and Liang Jiayi was only wearing underwear. He shook his head and said secretly:
¡°Mom is also very hardworking!¡±
Went to the bathroom, took a shower, put on clothes and walked out. Hearing footsteps, he saw Qiao Na sticking her head out from the kitchen and saying with a bright smile on her face:
"Chenchen, Mom has stewed chicken soup for you, added some medicinal materials, and you will be able to replenish it later."
"Mom!" Yang Chen looked at his mother speechlessly and said, "You drank too much to get drunk yesterday. I slept like a dead pig last night."
"Pa!" Qiao Na raised her hand and slapped her forehead, and then said with a squint of her eyes: "Then what are you doing out here? Go back!"
"Mom!" Yang Chen put his hand on his forehead: "Jiayi was so drunk by you that she hasn't even woken up yet!"
"That's it!" Qiao Na was a little disappointed: "Next time you drink, you have to control the heat."
"There will be a next time"
Yang Chen walked into the kitchen speechlessly, poured himself a bowl of chicken soup, walked back to the dining table, drank and said:
"Xiao Guang and Leng Feng haven't woken up yet?"
"No!" Then Qiao Na blamed herself: "It seems that I taught you a lesson yesterday."
Yang Chen finished drinking the chicken soup and said strangely: "Mom, I haven't seen you drinking before. You have such a big drinking capacity!"
"I didn't drink before because it was boring. I'm a drinker and I won't get drunk no matter how much I drink." Qiao Na waved her hand and went back to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Yang Chen got up and entered his alchemy room, took out the herbs picked from Lingtai Fangcun Mountain from the storage ring, and began to refine the high-grade body tempering liquid.
In Yang Chen¡¯s bedroom.
Liang Jiayi opened her eyes slightly, then suddenly widened her eyes. She sat up suddenly, then opened the bed again, and saw that she was only wearing underwear, and her face turned red.
She naturally recognized that this was Yang Chen's bedroom. She looked around and found that she was the only one in the room. He stretched out a hand and touched his lower body. Feeling that he was not violated, he couldn't help but pouted, and then covered his face again. Whispered softly:
"Liang Jiayi, you are shameless!"
After a while, I put down my hands, but my face was hot. After sitting blankly for a while, he went into the bathroom to wash up, put on his clothes, but stood at the door, unable to move forward.
"Ihow can I go out? How can I face Chenchen's mother? I'm so embarrassed."
She tilted her head slightly, recalling what happened yesterday, as if she was drunk, and then the memory fell apart.
Suddenly, Liang Jiayi took a step back, because the door to her door was gently pushed open a crack, and then she saw Qiao Na's head sticking out from the crack in the door, and the two people's eyes met.
Liang Jiayi¡¯s face was red, and Qiao Na¡¯s face was sarcastic.
"Well" It was Qiaona who reacted first: "Auntie came to see if you were awake. Auntie made chicken soup. You drink an extra bowl to replenish"
Liang Jiayi felt like her cheeks were on fire.
"Pa!" Qiao Na slapped herself on the mouth, then gave up covering up, stepped forward and grabbed Liang Jiayi's hand, and said while pulling Liang Jiayi out:
"I've been tired for so long in Zuo Shen Youxu, I must replenish my energy!"
More than three hours later.
Yang Chen walked out of the alchemy room carrying a bag. Hua Buhuo and Xiao Wu were sitting on the sofa, while Leng Feng and Yang Guang were sparring in the practice room. Qiao Na held Liang Jiayi's hand and spoke. As soon as they saw Yang Chen coming out, several people looked at him.
Yang Chen heard the sound of sparring coming from the second floor, so he put his bag on thePresident ?? is back, and he has organized such a big battle to build a weapon to compete in the Science and Technology Weapons Alliance.
This is so cool!
This made their young minds instantly filled with excitement and excitement. The previous frustration disappeared. The little heads gathered together, looking at Yang Chen with admiration and talking excitedly in low voices.
At the same time, the eyes of the whole world are focused here. Many people are gathered in front of the TV and computer screens, waiting for Yang Chen to build weapons.
Beijing.
The large conference room of the Science and Technology Weapons Alliance.
Zhu Yun and other senior executives and Stephen were also sitting on the chairs, their eyes focused on the huge display screen hanging on the wall. Zhu Yun looked at Yang Chen who was holding a giant hammer on the screen and said:
"Stephen, Yang Chen dares to create such a formation, are you still doubting that he can't create a divine weapon?"
"Just that hammer?" Stephen curled his lips disdainfully and said, "That's a fantasy."
"What if he can really build it?"
"Even if he can create a divine weapon, do you think he can create a top-grade divine weapon? Mr. Zhu?"
Zhu Yun's eyes showed a look of contemplation. To be honest, he didn't believe that Yang Chen could create an artifact with just a hammer. Although Yang Chen had created a treasure weapon not long ago.
" However, a treasure is a treasure and a divine weapon is a divine weapon. There is a gulf-like gap between the two.
What¡¯s more, if Yang Chen wants to regain his position, he needs to create a high-grade artifact?
However, there is always a sense of uneasiness in my heart.
"What if he can create a high-grade artifact? Yang Chen is not a person who exaggerates. From his rise to fame to his current outstanding performance, he is a person who does not fight uncertain battles. If Yang Chen comes to us Alliance, cut off the artifact created by you, Yang Chen
No!
There is no need to cut it off, just cutting out a gap will make our Science and Technology Weapons Alliance lose face. And it will directly affect our future business. "
"Don't worry!" Stephen said lightly: "You also know that we in the United States have been working hard to study sacred artifacts."
Zhu Yun suddenly turned his head: "Have you researched the sacred weapon?"
"Not yet!" Stephen shook his head and said: "But there has been a breakthrough. We are now able to create weapons that can guide 50% of spiritual power. Although it is not a true holy weapon, it is still higher than a divine weapon. This time I not only bring A divine weapon has come, and a holy weapon has also been brought. Mr. Zhu, are you relieved this time?"
Zhu Yun nodded with complicated eyes, he was indeed relieved. He thought that Yang Chen was destined to lose.
It guides 50% of the spiritual power. Although it cannot be said to be a holy weapon, it can be said to be a semi-holy weapon. There is no possibility for Yang Chen to make a comeback.
" However, he felt uncomfortable in his heart because this was not developed by China Science and Technology Weapons Company, but by the United States.
¡°Chinahas fallen behind again
"when¡¡"
A roar came from the TV on the wall, attracting Zhu Yun's eyes. Then he saw that Yang Chen had taken off his coat, revealing his strong body, his eight-pack abs were full of beauty, and his powerful arms were swinging a giant hammer.
"Dangdangdang"
Sparks are flying like fireworks. Under the hammering of a huge hammer, the impurities in the metal block are quickly forged out, and the volume of the metal block is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
¡°What kind of metal is this?¡± a reporter asked.
"have no idea!"
The corners of Yang Chen's mouth raised slightly, and a smile appeared. Among these metal blocks, there were several that he dug out from Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. It is something that does not currently exist in this world, or it has not been discovered yet.
"Dangdangdang"
Yang Chen kept banging the metal block, and the expressions of the reporters watching gradually changed. There was a lot of discussion.
"Eh? Why do I think the sound of Mr. Yang's blacksmithing is not unpleasant at all?"
"I feel irritated when others are hammering. It's just noise. But when Mr. Yang is hammering, why do I feel like I'm listening to music?"
"Yes, it sounds comfortable to me too and has rhythm."
"Don't just listen, look at Mr. Yang, why do I feel that Mr. Yang is different from just now when he is forging iron?"
"Why is it different? Isn't it still an eight-pack? Has it become a ten-pack? You female reporters are nymphos."
"You're a nymphomaniac. If I say it's different, it's different. You have an indescribable temperament."
"You are right!" At this time, a reporter in his forties said solemnly: "I once interviewed a grandmaster, and Mr. Yang has the temperament of a grandmaster at this time."
"You mean Mr. Yang is a master? Isn't he a warrior? And he just broke through."
"Not a master in martial arts, but a master in making weapons."
"Huh? Hehas really reached the level of a master in weapon forging?"
Stephen¡¯s expression in front of the TV gradually became serious. He turned his head and looked at Zhu Yun, and the two of them said at the same time:
"The realm of the Grandmaster!"
? **(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)At this time, a reporter in his forties said with a solemn expression: "I once interviewed a grandmaster, and Mr. Yang has the temperament of a grandmaster at this time."
"You mean Mr. Yang is a master? Isn't he a warrior? And he just broke through."
"Not a master in martial arts, but a master in making weapons."
"Huh? Hehas really reached the level of a master in weapon forging?"
Stephen¡¯s expression in front of the TV gradually became serious. He turned his head and looked at Zhu Yun, and the two of them said at the same time: