The Dark King

Walking along the green path in the old castle, the girl opened the door and said, "Please, my **** room is on the second floor."

Dudian nodded.

After entering the tower of the gods, the two went to the room of the **** the second floor. The size of the room is as large as that of Dudian's room, but the furnishings are different. They are all metal materials and metal cargo racks, as well as several small metal furnaces, as well as various shapes of metal container models, in addition to the windows. There is a bookcase with a variety of gold-based magic books, such as "Golden Devils", "The Basic Elements of Gold", "The Metallic Implicitness" and so on.

Du Di'an glanced at it and felt that the equipment was not bad. He said to the girl: "Is there a carving knife? I will cut the mold first."

The girl was surprised: "You are not trying to make a new cage. The mold should be very big. Can you use a carving knife? I have a saw."

"The carving knife is enough." Du Di'an said: "You are too small. I can only forge the steel column of the cage first, and transport it back to my own castle for the final welding."

The girl was slightly stunned and smiled bitterly: "This is true." The eyes couldn't help but pass a trace of disappointment. I thought I could see Du Di'an's new magical attempt. I didn't expect to see half of it, but think about it, everyone's god. The technique is top secret. If you are known to others before registering in the temple, there is no way to defend it.

Du Di'an noticed the loss on her face and didn't care. The two were not relatives. He didn't have to show her the cage of the splitter.

The girl found the carving knife and handed it to Du Di'an. Du Di'an took out the wooden strip from the cargo rack, and held the knife in the right. The blade was not too sharp, but under his strength, the wooden strip was easily cut into a straight round mark.

"You don't draw lines first..." The girl saw Du Di'an directly hands-on, and was taken aback. When she finished talking, she saw the lines carved by Du Di'an's engraving knife straight, without any slight twist, and a hint of surprise in her eyes. Then I thought of the identity of the other gods, and could not help but secretly sigh. Under the prestigious name, it is a solid foundation. The outside world rumors that this boy is relying on luck, but this skillful chiseling technique is not difficult to do without countless exercises.

Du Di'an quickly cut out some models of different lengths, and the shape of the split cage was already conceived in his mind.

The girl looked quietly beside him, staring at the boy's finger from the side, only seeing the white fingers like a woman's slender fingers, as if cutting the tofu like a model, not too hard, calm and beautiful, as if painting, she After watching it for a while, suddenly said: "Before Keton said that you are a hunter, is this true? Are you also a civilian?"

Du Di'an didn't lift his head. He said, "Yes." His black hair proved his identity. Although the nobles also had hair color other than gold, the number was small.

The girl couldn't help but move her eyes and land on his cheeks. The fear of the bottom of her eyes was quickly eliminated by the concentrated expression. He whispered: "The hunters often deal with the monsters, they are very bad people, and they are grumpy. The character is arrogant, you seem to be very different from other hunters."

Du Di'an said indifferently: "The hunters I have seen are very modest, wise, and cautious."

The girl cautiously said: "Are you still a hunter now?"

Du Di'an's engraving knife in his hand, silently 0.2 seconds, slowly said: "I haven't done it."

“Really?” The girl’s eyes lit up and she said with surprise: “That’s great!”

Du Di'an silently carved the model quickly. While practicing the engraving in his left hand, his right hand's control power also increased a lot. Even Linyi's finely carved art can be carved into a seven-point image, let alone a rough model like a cage.

After a while, all the models were finished.

Du Dian took a chair and sat down to rest, thinking about something else, waiting for the material to be delivered.

"Hey!" Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

The girl who just wanted to talk to Du Di'an was a little surprised. She opened the door and looked relieved. "What are you doing again?"

"Irene, let me see you." A young voice came from outside. "Can you let me in and talk?"

"No." The girl refused categorically, and her attitude was not polite. It seemed that the two had had unpleasant things.

Youth Road: "Yilin, how can I be a guest, why are you doing this to me?"

"You are not my guest." Yilin said indifferently: "You don't want to call my idea anymore, I know what you want to do."

The young people saw her so straightforward, and seemed to be anxious, saying: "I heard them say, you brought back a man, is this true?"

Yilin said coldly: "What is the relationship between true and false?"

"You are my person, of course, have a relationship with me!" The young man saw her admit, the voice contained anger, and violently pushed the door open, and suddenly saw the gods sitting indoors at the bookshelf and arbitrarily collecting various books. Du Di'an back, this look suddenly red eyes, push open the arm that Yilin reached out and blocked the front, said: "Hey, boy, who are you, give me out!"

"Tungsten gold element..." Du Dian just flipped through the books, heard the sound behind him, his brow wrinkled, turned and looked at the coming man. He was a young man with pale blond hair and looked like a middle-up, not handsome. It is by no means ugly. From the perspective of clothing and hair color, it should be a noble origin, but the hair color is diluted, or it is a nobleman in the commercial southern area. The climate is hot, the nobles are generally pale gold, or the aristocrats are declining. Or grandparents have been married to civilians.

Just a look at it, Du Di'an sees the identity of the other party as seven or eight points. This is not eyesight, but experience.

"Although I don't know what you are, you better not shout at me." Du Dian said indifferently.

The young man saw Du Di'an's appearance, his face was not reduced in anger, and apparently did not recognize Du Di'an's identity. He heard the anger and laughed. From the hair color, he decided that Du Di'an was a civilian, even though such a pure-haired civilian. It is extremely rare, but it is not much different from those of the brown-haired people. His face is cold and says: "I will say it again, get out of here!"

In addition to hair color, he also noticed the gods of Du Di'an's chest, the wood, the middle? What is this?

"Yangkou!" next to Yilin saw him so rude, hurriedly yelled, said: "I still apologize to Mr. Du, he is the guest I invited, you, you are a nobleman, then I am so savage, I will The temple tells you to interfere with my magical research!"

"Spirit research? I think it's a study for men and women!" Seeing that Irene was defending Du Di'an, the youth was full of anger and the arms were blue and convex.

Yilin’s brain squinted, her eyes widened, her face was shy and angry, and she trembled: “You, you say it again!”

The young man saw her appearance and knew that she had said it. There was a remorse in her heart, but she thought that there was an outsider sitting on the opposite side. The remorse at the bottom of her heart was replaced by anger. She said to Du Di'an: "Bad boy, still not rolling?! ”

Du Dian glanced at him and slowly closed the book and placed it on the table next to him.

Hey!

The book was placed on the body, and the body had been plucked out like a phantom. The next moment, a gray shadow slammed out from the side of Yilin, and slammed into the back door, but it was the former youth.

Du Di'an stepped out in the second step. He had already appeared in front of the young man who fell to the ground. He slammed into his face and slammed the young man who had just raised his head and fell to the ground. This is a heavy force. A few drops of blood were spilled on the spot, and two teeth with yellow grooves on the back groove fell to the ground.

"When I warn you, you should not continue to let go." Dudian stopped slowly.

The young man was a little bit awkward. When he heard this, he turned his head and looked at Du Di'an. From this angle, he could see the lining behind him on the shoulder of Dudian. This made him realize how he looked like at the moment, he roared. A bang, Dudiaan rushed over.

Du Di'an stood up and kicked his chest and pulled it out of the door. He didn't look at it any more. He turned his head to Yilin. "You can handle it yourself. I am only offended because he is offensive." Come to me, your business, handle it yourself, don't disturb me." After that, turn back to the chair, pick up the books on the table and continue to look at it. It seems that nothing happened.

Yilin groaned, and when she came back, she couldn’t help but reveal a trace of sorrow. All this happened in the blink of an eye. She didn’t think that the young man who knew simple fighting and riding would be defeated by Dudian, and It is overwhelming, this is the power of the hunter? Is this the humility of the hunter?

At this time, when she heard the snoring outside the door, she reacted and hurried out. The young man was an aristocrat after all, and she could not afford to be offended.

The young man climbed up from the outside and saw the lining out of Yilin. He only felt that his face was completely dignified. He rushed to the door and shouted: "I want to kill you!!"

"You don't..." Eileen hurriedly reached for the door.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Dudian? Is it here?" Suddenly, a curious inquiry came from the side.