At the moment he stared at it, he crackled as if he was attracted, and followed him, spinning back and forth in that corner.

"San Shao..." Feng Chenglin's face was incredulous: "Is this... this guy is interested in this nail?"

It's just a nail, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with crackling, right? !

Why is it so interested?

Ling Luoyu frowned, tilted his head, quietly watching the crackling of the jump.

"Fat man, do you feel... this nail, and crackling... seem a bit similar?"

"How is it possible? They are not similar in any way, one is like a jar of stagnant water, and the other...is running around like a wind..."

Where is the slightest similarity?

"Their color, texture..."

When Ling Luoyu said this, Feng Chenglin also noticed: "Hey, Sansao, don't say anything, it seems... really!"

Although they didn't feel the crackling now, what kind of material it was, but judging from the color and the refraction of light, they seemed to be the same material.

"Isn't it because I cracked a piece, and then... after burning it, made it into a nail?"

Before Feng Chenglin finished speaking, he himself was denied.

"Impossible, you said just now, this thing...Even a magical soldier like the Soul Blade can't help it, so who can take it away a bit, and then make it a nail?"

Since ancient times, contradictory statements have been contradictory and untenable.

For a tough material like crackling, what kind of magic weapon can it be cut off, and then what kind of fire can it be smelted and then made into nails.

As long as one of these processes is broken, the final step will not be completed.

To be honest, the person who can make crackling into nails is estimated to be a **** away, that is, one step away.

Maybe, they are gods themselves.

"Who told you that it must be a crackling body, cut off a piece, and then made into a nail?"

Ling Luoyu shook his head with a smile.

"Don't forget one important point, crackling itself was created..."

This is a rope, and a rope that looks very smooth.

Although it is a bit convulsive, it is quite certain that it was created artificially and definitely not formed naturally.

"Since you can make crackling people, you can also make nails, but the material of the nails is not necessarily derived from crackling. They can be made of one material, that is to say, they are two ...From the same piece of iron!"

Feng Chenglin shook his head as if suddenly enlightened: "This is crazy...what kind of person can make a crackle? Do you think it is the human emperor or the devil, or the... divine lord?"

In his impression, he was able to create a crackling, probably only three of them.

"But this nail..." Ling Luoyu stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" What Feng Chenglin is most afraid of seeing is her appearance: "What do you think of, then say it, but don't talk like that. If you don't even know about it, I feel even more bottomless..."