"What?"

Qin yeteng just stood up from his seat with a calm face. Without any movement, he came to the disciple and grabbed it. He roared excitedly.

"what's wrong? Don't all the previous materials are well preserved, and the materials are enough. How can something go wrong? "

I pity this disciple, but I'm shocked again, "master Martial uncle, cold Calm down! "

Qin Ye was shocked and his face turned red. He was ashamed. He had just taught his disciples a lesson. Now his performance is even worse. However, when he thought of the importance of imitating "rings", Qin ye did not care much about it.

"don't talk nonsense....