Bang!
Bang bang!
In the space, explosions continuously came from Qingge's Artifact Refining Room.
Mengmeng and Yuanyuan stood side by side, looking at the Artifact Refining Room emitting black smoke, both having an expression of helplessness on their beautiful faces.
"How many times has it been, and Master Silver hasn't given up yet?" Mengmeng shook her head, her big eyes blinking.
Beside her, Yuanyuan lowered his head, carefully counting his fingers. After using all ten fingers, he found it wasn't enough. He raised his face, a fiery vermillion between his brows looking particularly enchanting, and said to Mengmeng, "Was it twelve times, or fifteen times?"
Just after they finished speaking, the door of the Artifact Refining Room opened, and a puff of dense smoke floated out, permeating the space.
"Cough, cough..."
"Cough, cough!"
Mengmeng and Yuanyuan were choked and quickly took a few steps back.
