Descent of the Phoenix

"Iron bucket?" Ouyang took the time to pick up the words, staring at Haoyue, full of surprise.

Converging the smile on his face, it was a bit distorted.

Iron bucket, what is this?

"Yes, the iron bucket is half a foot high and two feet wide, just like the iron bucket that can be closed in the jar."

The old **** is watching the wood blacksmith, and Haoyue said it was very light.

However, this gentle words are spoken, but the people who are shocked can’t make a sound.

Iron buckets, no one has ever had this idea, the barrels are made of wood.

Well, the things of Haoyue have always been strange, and the right is nothing to say.

However, iron and iron can only be used for weapon casting, and it is not easy to use for living utensils.

How much iron does this consume?

The brows were all wrinkled and everyone was silent.

"I don't have so much iron..." The blacksmith's face was a little distorted.

"I just want you to answer the question or not? The material is not a problem." Haoyue stared at the wood blacksmith, aggressive.

The wood-and-wood blacksmith grasped the drawings given by Haoyue, silenced for a long while, and suddenly gnawed his teeth: "If you hit it out, you will fight in the way of sword-smashing, and you will become a thin skin and melt together."

"Okay." Two palms shot, Haoyue squatted up: "First hit, I look at the effect, the material I will send you later.

But time, I only give you one day.

No matter how you give me this day, how many people have helped you, I only give you one day, remember only one day. ”

The Huamu blacksmith jumped up as soon as he heard it: "One day, no, no, at least half a month, I can't beat one day, you please please high..."

"Oh." The words of the Huamu blacksmith have not finished yet. Xuanyuan Che suddenly shot, and the slap in the palm of his hand hit the stone case.