"Yuange is still discerning. These flowers are not surprising, but these metals are fragments of magic weapons that are only used by magicians." Ye Kang pointed to the ground and said.
After hearing what Ye Kang said, Shuang Hao squatted down, pulled out the metal stuck in the soil, and looked at it carefully for a moment. Shuang Hao suddenly realized and said, "Ye Kang, you are smart. These metals are fragments of some kind of magic weapon. I don't know why they are broken like this. In my opinion, this pottery must be closely related to the fragments of the magic weapon." Shuang Hao was not a fool. He understood the origin of the metal, and immediately grabbed the end of the pottery next to the fragments with both hands and started playing with it.
Intention: grudges
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…Ah… I don't understand the setting a bit… The article seems to have a bit of a family feel…
…Ah… I don't understand the setting a bit… The article seems to have a bit of a family feel…