C2015 Ding Pine Wood Sword
It took three months of engineering work on a normal cutting machine, but Lee Yun was waving a red sword back and forth in less than a minute.
"It's done!"
Lee Yun landed lightly and smiled at the people around him.
General Zhao took a deep breath. He felt General Xia Tianming was right. It was the fortune of Huangxuan Nation to have a peerless expert like Mr Lee helping them during the turbulent times of this era.
"Thank you, Mr Lee Yun!" General Zhao bowed to Lee Yun. In the end, all the soldiers in the valley did as he said and bowed to Lee Yun.
"Uh, everyone, I can't bear this. Just call me Lee Yun!"
Lee Yun smiled bitterly, but he was very touched. He had only done a small thing, but these soldiers respected him so much. He felt uneasy.
"I can afford it!"
General Zhao put down his hand with a smile. He came up and warmly held Lee Yun's hand, then patted Lee Yun's shoulder with excitement. He did not mention all kinds of compliments.
"Ding! host has made its choice. Help Professor Zhu Zi'an transport the Pine Demon back. Reward: Justice Value + 500,000. White Gift Bag 3. Pine Wood Sword * 1 (Gold) Additional reward: The forging method for the Pine Wood Magical Equipment Set (Limited to be given to the Cloud God Research Institute, an additional reward of 100,000 Justice Values) "
Lee Yun was pleasantly surprised that there was actually an additional reward.
He took a look at the effects of the Pine Wood Magical Equipment Set. It should be refined using the corpse of the Pine Demon that was 300 meters long. It did not need to be combined with various talisman techniques, and could be refined using ordinary methods.
With this, the Cloud God Research Institute would have at least a thousand spiritual spell defense sets, and they would have a guarantee in dealing with the problem of the appearance of demons in the future.
"Very good!"
Lee Yun turned to Professor Zhu Zi'an and said with a smile, "These pine trees have a special effect. They can resist the invasion of weak demonic energy. I have a way to use these pine trees. You can take them back and study them. "
"Really? Thank you so much, Mr Lee!" Professor Zhu Zian was very surprised. Their research institute was currently in the beginning stage, and they had very little understanding of demons and magic cultivators. With Lee Yun's help, their research progress would be much faster!
After giving him the item, Lee Yun turned his head to look at Lee Feng and smiled mysteriously. "Sister, I have another thing for you. "
"Oh?"
Lee Feng was looking forward to it. She was interested in Fang Xue's bracelet and wanted something similar.
Unfortunately, the thing Lee Yun wanted to give her was not that.
"Pine Wood Sword.
Special effect! [Kill Demon]
Skill: Twisting Tree Branch (Passive, every swing of the sword has a chance of releasing a tree branch to entangle the enemy, slowing down the opponent's speed)
Description: A pine tree that coincidentally obtained demonic blood, mutated into a demon, has begun the journey of revenge for plants "
Seeing the attributes of the golden sword, Lee Yun did not know whether to laugh or cry. So that Pine Demon was taking revenge on animals? No wonder he racked his brains to come up with the demonic blood bait.
If the Pine Demon swallowed all of the demonic blood, its strength should be even more terrifying.
Lee Feng held the wooden short sword in her hand and pouted. Although she was not very satisfied (because she was not as good as her best friend), she was still happy. After all, it was something her brother gave her.
"Let's go, let's go back!" Lee Yun took the initiative to suggest that there was nothing to do here anymore. It was better to go back to the hotel as soon as possible.
"What do you want to do when we go back?"
Faang Xue used it. "I know what you are thinking," Lee Yun said, glancing at him. He smiled and whispered into her ear, "Of course I want to do it. "
"What is it? Hmm? Speak! Quickly say it!" Faang Xue placed her hand on Lee Yun's waist with a smile on her face.1
"Hurry. You. . . Ah ~ Wife. . . Spare me!"
"Scoundrel, don't run!"
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