Chapter 1199 (2/2)

Weapons Pavilion.

There are mountains of materials, and they are all high-grade materials. It seems that those weapons are of great use. Jiang Hao thought in his heart, these are his materials.

Of course, no one robbed him. To be exact, these materials were all used by him to build the 3000 odd weapons. These materials are good, so the sect card is very strict. If you want to embezzle, you can't embezzle much.

People from all walks of life look at Jiang Hao, who is making weapons here. Although many of them have been arrested, most of them are used to it, so they all join in.

Jiang Hao turned a blind eye to all this.

He is just constantly building weapons, and constantly building, and few people are willing to help him. As we all know, Wufang Taoists will not corrupt materials to reward their subordinates.

So it is a woman, Mo Mei, who is helping Jiang Hao.

A man and a woman by the fire are seriously building weapons. As the day goes by, there are fewer and fewer people paying attention to it. They only see less and less materials and more and more weapons.

”The last handle!” Mo Mei whispered.

The sweat fell from her cheek. Although the friars were not afraid of the ordinary heat, they stayed here too long, and Jiang Hao did not let her use aura to protect her body, so he still made a little sweat.

Jiang Hao gave a sound and watched the sword slowly take shape.

A soul gradually appeared in his hand, and then it was put into the sword. The soul wanted to struggle, but before he could, it was pressed down by Jiang Hao.

At the same time, Jiang Hao dropped a drop of blood in it.

Soon all of these disappeared, just like a common sword just made, shining, a cold light, sword face like a mirror.

Jiang Hao picked up the sword and put it in front of his eyes. The surface of the sword reflected his appearance.

At the beginning of the youth has grown up, now is a young man.

Soon another thing appeared on the surface of the sword, a small shadow of the sword, swimming on it.

Jiang Hao grinned, then put the sword and the rest of the sword together, and then he roared: ”finished, let people take the sword!”Then he lowered his head and whispered to the woman standing behind him, ”today we can leave.”

Mo Mei looks at the big stove not far away, and then nods heavily to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao is still smiling, but this time the smile is a bit cruel.