"I am attached to this firewood, what do you think?" he said softly.

Han Sanqian smiled bitterly: "So that's the case."

"Brother, if you have something to say, talk about it. You are a refining weapon, so you should refine it well. Why did you bring the fire to our side?"

Han Sanqian was taken aback, but in fact he didn't.

Even if he wants to move now, he will use some relatively low-quality weapons like iron. To be honest, this wooden stick is not within Han Sanqian's consideration at all.

It will never be considered.

"You can pull it down, you are a typical militarist. I have been observing you for a long time, and it was the best material for refining before, but after tossing for so long, I think you have completely failed."

"Now, I'm focusing on low-level materials again."

"Low-level materials are no better than high-level materials. They can hold you to play like that. Judging by the situation and how crazy you are, I guess...you will be gone in half a day at most."

"Then tell me, next, isn't it my turn to finish playing?"

"To be honest, I really don't want to expose myself, but I also have to worry about my predicament."

"If you go on like this, I don't think you can survive."

Facing this guy's rant, Han Sanqian was both helpless and speechless.

Who would have imagined that a real person would be sprayed by someone who didn't know what it was, and that's fine, the key is that there is a strong contempt in it.

But when you think about it carefully, it's also very helpless.

Even a cat or a dog can spray him, and he can really see how untalented and stupid he is in refining weapons.

"If you spray me like this, aren't you afraid that I'll kill someone to silence you?" Han Sanqian rolled his eyes.

"..." In a word, the guy was immediately stopped by the question, and immediately fell silent.

The one who holds the power of life and death is Han Sanqian. Sometimes, you really have to be careful with your words.

"Actually, you won't kill me." The thing thought for a long time before snorting coldly.

These words made Han Sanqian directly interested.

"Why do you think I won't kill you? I want to kill you, isn't it a simple matter? I need firewood to make a fire, can I? I need to spend money to refine weapons, can I?"

Isn't killing it the same as playing?

These things belonged to Han Sanqian, how to dispose of them, isn't he in charge?

However, this thing actually said that he would not kill him when he knew this situation. Han Sanqian believed that he should have a reason.

However, this reason made Han Sanqian really curious about what it was.

"Of course you can." The little bastard replied, it seems that he is very confident: "However, even if you have ten thousand ways, you dare not kill me, let alone kill me."

"Otherwise, how could I show up rashly? Hehe."

Oh, let me go, Han Sanqian became even more numb.

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