But if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of one. Although the weapon saint has a strong cultivation level, if he is disturbed at the critical moment when he is concentrating on refining weapons, once he becomes obsessed with the devil, even if he is a ninth-grade immortal, he will also eat щwwlā

Murong Ningyue followed Master Tie. When he walked outside the iron shop, Murong Ningyue suddenly grabbed Master Tie and said, "Wait! I feel something is wrong!"

At this time, the iron shop door was locked, and Murong Ningyue frowned and said, "Really speaking, those people would definitely come to the iron shop to check the news. It would be impossible to be so calm. I think there might be an ambush."

Master Tie certainly understood that Murong Ningyue’s words were reasonable when he heard this, but he was really worried about the safety of the Artifact Saint, so he finally said: “No! No matter what, I have to go and see it. Maybe the master has been caught by them!”

Murong Ningyue knew that Master Iron was concerned, and it was a mess. The ninth-grade immortal was not so easy to be caught. Even if he was really caught, Master Iron would just die in vain.

But looking at Master Tie's anxious look, Murong Ningyue couldn't bear to refuse, so she had to quietly come to the iron shop with Master Tie.

At this time, there seemed to be a lot fewer pedestrians on the street, and no one noticed Murong Ningyue and Master Tie. Murong Ningyue quietly opened the door of the iron shop, and flashed and Master Tie quickly entered the iron shop, and then locked the door tightly.

As soon as Master Tie entered the iron shop, he headed straight to the inner room, but Murong Ningyue suddenly realized something was wrong.

Due to the years of smelting, the iron shop has always been filled with strong fire-attribute aura, but Murong Ningyue couldn't feel any fire-attribute aura at this time, and even the air around her became a little cold.

Murong Ningyue grabbed Master Tie and said in Master Tie's puzzled gaze: "There is something wrong here, so it's better to be careful!"

After Murong Ningyue finished speaking, she stood there with Master Tie and looked around. Sure enough, a cold laugh suddenly sounded after a moment.

"Hehehe! You girl are quite alert, but since you have already walked into this iron shop, don't think about going out again!"

Murong Ningyue was shocked when she heard this because she was alert and didn't even notice someone around her. If the speaker wanted to launch a sneak attack on her, wouldn't it be sure to do it?

The next moment, a figure finally appeared in front of Murong Ningyue. This was an old woman with a cane, with wrinkles on her face lying like gullies.

But from her slender eyes, not only can there be no trace of the kindness that an old man should have, but it is filled with a resentment and cold smell, like a poisonous snake that chooses people to eat.

Murong Ningyue shouted to the old woman: "Who are you? What do you want to do here?"

The old woman smiled at Murong Ningyue and said, "You are just a fifth-grade immortal, but you dare to be arrogant in front of you. You can't control what I want to do! Now I honestly tell you the whereabouts of the weapon saint, and you can spare you all the time! Humph! Otherwise."

After hearing the old man's words, Murong Ningyue's face changed drastically. You must know that she was wearing a bracelet that could conceal her cultivation, but the old woman could see her cultivation at a glance, which could only explain one thing.

This old woman is at least an eighth-grade immortal!
Chapter completed!