After signing for fifty years, I became a vampire boss

Chapter 145

Semi, inner city.

Gergil Castle, the "Black Fat" building

In front of the workbench on the third floor.

The old man's expression was unusually serious, and his eyes were extremely solemn as he looked at a gorgeous long sword on the platform.

To the right of the sword sits a heavy chest with an open lid, inside which are crystalline balls of mystery;

On the left is a smaller and more delicate box, a set of "Nine Treasures" engraving tools handed down by Old Man Claude.

Fang Qingyan stood aside.

Although he believed that his feet could be engraved successfully, but at this moment, in order to match the solemn atmosphere created by Old Man Claude, his face also showed a solemn, serious, and nervous expression!

"Whew~"

Claude took a deep breath, his white beard swayed slightly, he turned his head to look at Fang Qingyan, and said in a deep voice. Fang boy, let's ~ let's start!"

"Yes, Master Claude. "

Fang Qingyan nodded with a serious expression.

Claude saw that he looked so solemn, he couldn't help but blink, but he showed a relaxed smile and ridiculed: "Haha, don't be nervous, Fang boy." Even if the engraving fails, Feige will only find me trouble, you are just a little assistant, he does not disdain to retaliate - you. "

Fang Qingyan was speechless.

He immediately shrugged his shoulders and chuckled, "It won't fail, I trust your technique."

He's really not nervous, isn't this to cooperate with you?

"Ahem, okay, this time it's really started"

After a simple teasing, Claude was not as nervous as before, and he coughed in an old voice, and then announced the beginning of the engraving.

Airplanes!

Fang Qingyan skillfully threw the Aoyi Ball and fixed it in mid-air with the laws of space.

Claude also moved very quickly and skillfully, taking out the nine treasures, threading the ball, leading, connecting the tools, and all in one go.

The laws of space, which were as black as ink, were drawn from the Ogi Ball.

The old man held the tool, and his old but thick knuckles began to engrave in a linkage.

"Whoop".

A series of mysterious inscriptions were engraved on the sword by Claude, and he began to engrave from the hilt, and the inscriptions spread towards the body and tip of the sword little by little.

Fang Qingyan was slightly surprised.

He originally thought that Claude would deliberately write very slowly and carefully for insurance, and think about three minutes in the next knife.

But I didn't expect that the old man was still the same as before.

The pen is like flying, and the knife is like thunder.

One by one, the mysteries are engraved on it, and every knife and stroke is accurate and error-free.

In fact, Fang Qingyan's success rate in engraving Shan Aoyi has now exceeded 60%.

Claude's engraving, he can still pick out some faults.

But opening your mouth to remind at this time will distract the old man ... The old man has fully immersed himself in the art of engraving, fully engrossed and fully engaged!

If he fails, I will just stand still in time and space, and if the old man succeeds, there is no need to make a move. Fang Qingyan thought silently in his heart, his eyes calmly looking at Claude who had completely entered the working state.

Time passed minute by minute.

The engraving has gone very smoothly from the beginning to the present, and the old man has not made even the slightest mistake.

From the hilt, the mysterious inscriptions are engraved with the hilt, spine, sword, blade...

Smooth sailing, no mistakes.

During the entire engraving process, the only minor trouble encountered was that at the end, the sword lattice part was too narrow and it was difficult to engrave the inscription.

Old man Claude was also distressed.

But before Fang Qingyan opened his mouth to remind him, he found a solution on his own, engraved the last mysterious inscription, and successfully closed it.

Airplanes!

At the moment when Old Man Claude put down the carving knife

The whole sword suddenly lit up with a brilliant black light

All the mysterious inscriptions lit up at the same time, which is extremely gorgeous!

Complete "Aoyi Crushing Empty Blade"!

The aura of the upper artifact emanated.

Old man Claude breathed a long sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart finally landed safely.

"Wipe your sweat, hard work. "

Fang Qingyan smiled and handed him a towel.

The old man took it, wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, showed a joyful smile, and said excitedly:

"Fang boy, I feel that my bottleneck has broken through, my success rate must be more than 40%! Maybe I haven't experienced this kind of work under high pressure for a long time hahaha, I have to thank Fei Qi for being so sophisticated, giving me pressure, but letting me go further." "

Fang Qingyan nodded and said with a smile: "Congratulations." "

It can be seen.

The old man was really happy, his face was full of red light, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

Thousands of years of standing still, not being saved, but now a miracle has come.

Sure enough, there is a saying that is true: when people face a desperate situation, they can always burst out of great potential unexpectedly!

Old man Claude originally thought that his qualifications, potential, and talent had no room to be tapped.

But under the belief that "you can only succeed, not fail @, he broke through the bottleneck again!"

People are forced out!

"Hahaha, I was originally prepared to fail the engraving, and immediately went to Lord Gegir to seek refuge," Old Man Claude grinned as he put away the sword that had been upgraded to a superior artifact, "It seems that there is no need." "

Fang Qingyan nodded.

If before the engraving, I went to Lord Gejir to complain and complain, saying that the young master bullied me... That Feige must be reprimanded, which is not wise, but offends Feige in advance.

If the engraving fails, and then go to Gergill to seek refuge, even if Feige holds a grudge, he will not dare to mess around for the time being.

Fortunately, it worked.

A catastrophe seemed to have gone so easily.

In the inner city where life is calm, comfortable, and safe, this should be regarded as a rare big trouble that Claude has encountered.

Under somebody's roof.

Nearest the king nearest the gallows.

It's not easy to serve the Protoss.

......

"Okay, Fang boy, there is no work today. "

Claude was in a very good mood, and the other party said greenly. Your performance has never disappointed me, and today you have helped me a lot, and when the end of the year, I will give you twice my salary. "

He's quite generous...

Fang Qingyan shrugged helplessly: "Thank you." "

If Claude knew that his little assistant had only followed him for a few years, he would have surpassed his teacher, and he had been able to engrave double mysterious artifacts and have a net worth of more than 100 million... I wonder how the old man will feel?

"Well, you can go back. "

Claude jumped off the stool and said, "I'll have someone send the sword to Master Feige... In other words, this miserly gentleman will definitely not pay me, he has always discriminated against foreign gods... But forget it, Lao Tzu considered himself unlucky. "

The old man sighed.

Helping someone to engrave a high-level artifact not only does not receive remuneration, but also involves a lot of costs.

But what can be done?

It should be a financial break.

"Don't you really need my help?"

Fang Qingyan asked with a polite smile.

"Or... Fang boy, can you help me send the sword to Feiqi, of course, if you are troublesome, forget it, I will go find someone else." "

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Claude laughed.

Fang Qingyan smiled lightly and said, "It's just a trip, it's not troublesome." "

In fact, the fact that the old man could give him such an important task as sending the sword was enough to prove his trust in Fang Qingyan!

If the little assistant is greedy for money and runs away with the superior artifact.

Then Claude will endure the monstrous wrath of Young Master Feige.

So, sending a sword seems simple.

In fact, it is full of trust.

"The sword is for you, don't lose it. "

Old man Claude took out the sword, carefully handed it to Fang Qingyan, and said humorously, "This sword is linked to Lao Tzu's life!"

Fang Qingyan was speechless.

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With the sword, Fang Qingyan left the "Black Fat" small building.

After going out, he found the big butler Elton and asked about Feige.

"Steward Elton, is Master Feige in the castle?"

"Are you looking for Young Master Feiqi, is there something wrong?"

"The young master entrusted Master Claude to engrave the artifact, and I sent him the engraved sword. "

"This way. Steward Elton frowned, and then sighed, "The young master is not in the castle, you go to the Bliss Mansion to take a look." "

The corner of Fang Qingyan's mouth twitched.

Elysium?

The most famous and exclusive "clubhouse" in Semi

Sure enough, expecting Feige to be a bit "unpretentious @ is a luxury."

Send a sword.

He also went out of town and went to the clubhouse...

However, Fang Qingyan only complained in his heart.

He also happened to plan to go out and go to the World Chamber of Commerce to find Burton and sell a batch of high-level artifacts.

There are now seventy-one single-mysterious artifacts and one double-mysterious artifact in the backpack.

Moreover, he also wanted to see what was special about the Elysium Mansion that made Feige linger?

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