Chapter 444： Giant rich statue

Four Forty Four Giant Rich Statue [4D Chapter]

ps: sorry, it was not updated yesterday. My cousin got married and married my cousin from childhood to big. I'm really happy to get married. Woke up after a full drunk day.

I didn't have time to raise the saber and bowed quickly to Akenash, and rushed out of the village.

In the tall grass outside the village, the murderous sword suddenly burst out of the grass accompanied by blood spray.

"Player, the aggressive game time has arrived ..."

As soon as the time came, I opened my eyes and left the endless world, shaking my sore body. This time, I was forced by the little teacher of Arkash. I did n’t even have time to find Mr. Adams to treat the broken right arm. I can only recover some medicaments by myself.

"Energize ... Energize ..."

Mugui pulled his gong-like throat inadvertently, and a big hand thumped excitedly at the door.

Enthusiasm opened the door of the room and saw Mu Gui unconsciously holding up a big hand, and the other big hand was carrying a brand new suit slightly.

"Uncle, you are ..."

"What am I? Aren't you going to be the founding chairman of the Blacksmiths' Union today?" Mugui had no intention of putting his hands on the drive and put it on. You have to wear enough momentum. "

Several beauties stepped out of their respective rooms and looked at each other. After feeling no energy from the other person's room last night, they quickly walked to the energy side and snatched clothes from Mugui.

The four women held a part of the costume around the drive, dragged the hands and feet of the drive, and very skillfully put the dress on the drive.

Mugui stared at the envy of his big eyes, and his thick lips snorted: "Jealous is really jealous. I ca n’t live without a woman, but seeing your boy now, My eyes narrowed. "

Looking at the four beauties who tidy up their clothes with enthusiasm, this kind of life now looks really good. If Zhetian stands in the unconscious position of Mugui, I'm afraid he will be envious to death, right?

"I ca n’t look any further, I really ca n’t look any further, and then I ’m going to be jealous and crazy. I ’m looking for a woman, I want a woman.” Mu Gui turned innocently and yelled and left, struggling to leave, looking from the back, as if A girl who has just been bullied is running away from the scene.

He shook his shoulders with enthusiasm and smiled. Uncle Mugui's appearance is not really handsome. To be honest, he should be an ugly man with an ugly man. With such rudeness, I really don't know what kind of woman will look after him. The opportunity must help Uncle Mugui pay more attention.

"Do you think he doesn't have a woman?" Gu Yuejiaying fastened her last button on her chest and whispered gently, "He has a woman, on the Devil side ..."

Is there a woman? Demon? She turned her head to look at the flowing water of Lucifer, and now the princess of the Demon Clan is also confused and surprised in her eyes. Why didn't she know that there was such a thing? A woman from the president of a big city warrior's guild, on the demon side? What valuable intelligence is this?

"Don't look at me like that." Lucifer streamered his sleeves: "I won't take this news as a chapter."

A little motivated, what does this Uncle Mugui woman look like? Is it also the failure of the demons?

"Devil's."

Gu Yuejiaying sorted out her enthusiastic shoulders and turned to leave a faint utterance, as if she didn't want to mention anything more.

Is it really the Devil? Go back and look at the back of Mugui who disappeared inadvertently, and sighed softly. In the story of the bards, there is no such thing as the Mozu and the human race, and even more exaggerated, the Princess of the Mozu The princes of the human race fell in love and ended miserably in the end.

Of course, the most exaggerated thing is that the devil prince compiled by the bard loves the prince of the human race, the emperor of the devil loves the emperor of the human race, and finally ends miserably.

The story of the people of the true dynasty and the demons of the Lucifer dynasty fell in love. The ending has always been miserable. People and demons cannot live together forever. From the original story, it has gradually become a true iron law.

The enthusiasm began to understand why Mugui is not a soldier who is a successful person. Why is there no woman now? He had been engaged for a long time. From the current environment, his love went in the wrong direction.

"Be careful on the road." Luo Qingqing gave energy a cup of tea.

I took the tea and looked at Luo Qingqing, and patted my head gently. I always wanted to give Qing Qing gold coins, but I couldn't find a good time. This time I was in the core of the torrent battlefield. There are not many people who dare to grab the gold briquet consisting of ten thousand gold coins?

"Qing Qing, I still have some gold coins here. You can do business to see if it helps."

"No need." Luo Qingqing quickly shook his small hand to his chest. "There are still some gold coins flowing in the house. There should be no major problems. You should keep them ..."

Boom

More than a dozen gold bricks fell on the grass in the flower pond outside the door, making a shocking muffled sound.

Luo Qingqing couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, the BRICs were still a dozen ...

咚 …… 咚 ……

Luo Qingqing raised her hand and covered her lips that were opened in surprise. This is already fifty or sixty gold bricks ...

Uh ...

Luo Qingqing raised her hands to cover her red lips that were widened in surprise, and Gu Yuejiaying's eyes passed through the room and fell on the pile of gold bricks on the grass.

Uh ...

As if it was raining, the gold bricks were continuously pulled out from the fighting world. Luo Qingqing's bright eyes were widened two times than before. He was not someone who had never seen money, but he had so much cash ...

Gu Yue Jiaying no longer stood inside the house and stepped out of the room. Meiyu couldn't help looking at the gold coins that appeared constantly.

A young warrior, even if there is any strong strength behind him, he has a high level of weapons and equipment at his hands, and there will never be so many BRICS

What did motivation look like years ago? Gu Yuejiaying is very clear, even if he can make money to repair the fighting soldiers, this is too scary to make money, faster than robbing the vault.

There are millions of gold coins, and the ancient moon Jiaying cannot maintain a calm look. Even if the wealth comes from the owner of a large family, the eyes can be seen straight. This is the power of money.

"Energetic brother ..." Luo Qingqing covered her surprised lips with both hands in surprise, and whispered uneasily, "You ... you wouldn't go ... robbing ... robbing ..."

"Oh ..." Lucifer covered her lips with a stream of water, raised her tall chest and sneered a series of arrogant chuckles: "He was robbed, but not a living robber, but a demon who robbed our Lucifer family. Lu Treasures of West France's Adversity "

Lucifer bucks the cold? Gu Yue Jiaying showed a hint of horror. It is rumored that the demon traitor who had disappeared for many years and many years had been a thief for a long time. I did not expect it to be the last time to spend money and died. All treasures are cheap and motivated.

"I'm almost there now." Energetic glanced at the remaining gold bricks in the bucket world: "I don't know if it can help your business."

"Yes, it can be too good"

Luo Qingqing nodded his head with both hands covering his face. Although he also had some flowing gold coins, according to the celebrities I met last night, I still had a lot of money to expand my business. There were so many gold coins at once. The business envisaged is almost ready to go.

"Then you use it first." Scratching your head vigorously: "I'll go to the blacksmith's union first."

"No ... this ..."

Luo Qingqing stretched out her hand to stop the motivation, and now Gu Yuejiaying's arm rested on her arm, and she couldn't help looking at this strong woman who dare to run away at any time.

"If you want to use it, just use it." Gu Yuejiaying gently kicked the two bricks with his feet: "Which one do you need to share with him?"

Luo Qingqing looked at Gu Yuejiaying for a moment, his cheeks quickly twitched and his head bowed and nodded: "My sister said yes."

Lucifer was curiously looking at the blue sky that had not yet left, and he knew the source of the vigor of the BRICS. Why does a female wizard who looks very timid on weekdays, would not be surprised to see so many BRICS?

"Aren't you surprised? This is a brick of millions of gold coins."

Lucifer's flowing water approached the blue sky, staring at the beautiful face under the magic hat.

Bi Luo shook her head gently, and the large magic hat shook again and again, which caused Gu Yuejiaying's hint of curiosity. So many gold bricks were shocked even by herself. Why is this girl who should be most frightened without feeling .

"Energize and do any miracle."

Bi Luo raised her head, her eyes filled with firm conviction, from the moment when she met him, to the moment when she is motivated, she is not working hard to create a miracle? Compared to other miracles he created, what is this gold coin?

Gu Yuejiaying nodded thoughtfully. In terms of motivation, she was inferior to this little girl.

Luo Qingqing stooped and lifted a gold brick, his palm slipped slightly, the heavy gold brick fell back to the ground again, and a dull impact sounded.

boom

The enthusiastic shoulder was hit by someone, and the person sitting on the ground and hitting his shoulder was already sitting on the ground with one butt.

So anxious? He bent over and pulled the member wearing Roche's clothing: "Don't crash."

"Homeowner." The members of the Roche Trading Company stood up and bent down, bowing with anxiety.

Energetic expression suddenly appeared, the owner? Oh, although I haven't officially married Luo Qingqing, but after all, everyone knows it, and I don't think I have such a title.

"Hurry?" The motivated body asked to the side: "Business matters, you first."

"Thank you."

Members of the Roche Trading Company accelerated their pace and ran to the depths of the Torrent.

Energetic shrugged his shoulders slightly. It seems that Roche's business is really anxious in business, but he really doesn't know anything about the business and can't help it. I hope that the BRICS just given can help. Right.

"Business ..." Momentum chewed this familiar but not really understood word and shook his head gently: "This, I really need President Qingqing ..."

"President Luo ... President Luo ..."

Members of the Roche Trading Company saw Luo Qingqing's feet full of gold bricks, and then shook his head vigorously, panting, saying, "President Luo is not good. The caravan to the Mozu is outside the stop and is missing ... ... "

Boom

The brick that Luo Qingqing just lifted fell back to the ground again, and a dull impact sounded, staring at the man in charge of dispatching goods in Yongliu City.

Missing again? This is the second group of caravans missing by the Luo family outside the Serbia. Luo Qingqing was stuck in place for a while. This kind of thing has never happened before.

Horse thieves outside the concourse are also organized to make money. Even if the goods are plundered, they are usually put back to some people for a certain amount of ransom.

Today, the caravan disappeared twice in a short period of time, and no news was found at all, and no horse thief came to ask for a ransom, which is completely different from before.

"How could this be?" Luo Qingqing rubbed his temples, which were aching, and looked at Gu Yuejiaying anxiously: "Sister, are you looking for motivation ..."

Gu Yuejiaying wrapped her arms around her chest with a serious expression on her face and shook her head: "Go to the blacksmith's union, don't disturb him for the time being, let's hire a soldier to check the news and tell him when the motivation comes back."

Luo Qingqing sighed. The mercenaries were sent out last time and mercenaries were sent out. As a result, after the mercenaries entered the outside of the congestion, they also lost their complete traces. Now sending out mercenaries may not have much effect, but it does now Not suitable for interrupting motivation, at least until he returns from the blacksmith's union.

"This is the blacksmiths union."

Jumping vigorously off the carriage and looking up at the plain door, a huge hammer hitch directly above the door.

The inside of the gate is a sculpture, and the shape is not beautiful. A strong man is shirtless, holding a huge hammer and holding it high above his head, staring at the foot of the hot red iron.

this is?

The enthusiasm of stepping into the door of the room was slightly empty. The sculpture in front of me was not really exquisite. It seemed that I had beaten the stone casually with steel brazing. A few sculptures, but very vivid ... or a hint ...

The feeling of Uncle Black waving his hammer

Very light, very light and light

If Chatian hadn't watched Uncle Blake hit the iron many times, and if Chattian hadn't learned how to rise to the top of eighteen hammers, he wouldn't be sure that it had the same taste.

It shouldn't be said ... energetically stroked a piece of glass next to the door and gently nodded. It should be said that this action is more similar to his own, which is far worse than Uncle Black's.

Below Ovalan's huge stone statue, a simple name is carved, a name that ordinary people may not know, but it is very famous in the blacksmith world

As a blacksmith, you do n’t know the name of His Majesty the Emperor Shinsaku, but you absolutely cannot know who Lord Ovelan is.

Ovielan? The enthusiasm sucked a bit of cool air. This is the rumor that the blacksmith union has once heard that there is a carving master in God himself. Want to come to this should be imitation? Imitation should be considered good, right? Let people see that there is an urge to experience the fun of forging.

The gatekeeper's blacksmith member watched with energy and stayed out. Where did this come from? How to dress like this? Is it a dance party in the city at night? Going the wrong way? That's not right, it's just not long in the morning, it's too early to dress like this.

The enthusiasm stepped into the gate of the blacksmith union, and the members of the blacksmith union guarding the door finally reacted and hurried forward to stop the motivation: "This gentleman, may I ask you ..."

The members of the Blacksmiths Union held different eyes and looked up and down. This day outfit ran into the Blacksmiths Union. What are you doing? Are you trying to succeed the chairman? I haven't heard of the announcement that the chairman will step down.

"I'm here to look for Master Yunxing Huisheng." The energy bent slightly. "Last night, Master Yunxing Huisheng invited me to come and sit with his elderly today."

The gatekeeper's blacksmith union member moved the car with a stiff lip, and for a long time because I wanted to see our president, so the costumes were so grand. Hey young man, I have n’t seen any big scenes. This dress It's a bit grand.

"Oleta, what's the matter?"

A blacksmith carrying a sledgehammer came out of the blacksmith's union, and the surging hot air showed that he had just left from the hot blacksmith's furnace.

"The salty and powerful man." Oletta turned to the tenth deacon of the Blacksmiths' Union, and the ninth-level blacksmith, Xian Qiang, bent down and bowed: "This young friend said that he received an invitation from President Yunxing last night."

Xianqiang rubbed his eyes a bit dry, and for a piece of equipment had no eyes closed day and night. I don't know if the kid was really saying that. He looks like a soldier? This kind of soldier who pretends to know President Yun Xing doesn't have to block 811 every year.

how? Have a new way to meet people? Dress like this? Xianqiang's smile just piled up on his face, and his expression suddenly solidified and stiffened on his face.

"This ... this is ... the Lord's portable nebula."

Xian Qiang's eyes widened and looked at the gadget hanging from his waist. This was a small ornament that President Yun Xing never left. It was a gift that his master gave him when the blacksmith became a forge. Even Lei Guangming, the parent's disciple of the president, did not get the Yunxing Hammer.

Energetic bowed his head and looked at the small hammer ornament hanging around his waist: "This is the gift from President Yunxing."

"give away……"

Xian Qiang felt that his head had been severely hit with a hammer, and all the glittering golden stars were in front of his eyes. What was born last night? What was born? I was just busy ironing all night, as if something important happened?

What the **** was born? Even Yunxing's hammer was sent out? Xianqiang would like to seize the motivated clothes and ask them carefully. He is also the tenth deacon of the Blacksmiths Union. It is definitely a real event for Yunxing Hammer to give away such things, but he does not know what the Yongliu Blacksmiths Union gave birth to .

"Me, can I go in now?"

The enthusiasm strode forward, and the two stopped obstructing, leaving the passage directly.

That is the most precious and precious Yunxing Hammer, especially after the death of the Master, and the Yunxing Hammer has become one of the most important objects in memory of the Master.

Can this be given away? Xian Qiang didn't know what to say.

Oletta curiously looked at Xianqiang's surprise, and she looked at the back of her enthusiasm with confusion, shaking her head, wondering what the deacon was surprised at, and what was surprising about this boy, even if it was The chairman of the chair gave him a gift.

Oletta shook her head with a smile and shook her head. The young man wore it. What he knew was that he had come to meet the President. He didn't know that he was here to take over the post of President.

Passing through the longer courtyard door, I immediately heard the sound of forging and forging iron. The blacksmiths in the front yard didn't pay much attention to the energy. The spirit was on the metal of their hands, and the expression was very focused. .

There are different counters in the main hall of the blacksmith's union, and there are different aisles next to the counters, and there are some signs at the entrance of each aisle.

Knives, swords, shields, armor, hand protection ...

At the counter, there are muscular men with strong muscles. There are no beautiful waitresses at the front desk. At a glance, I know that these heroes still have some means in forging. I believe that it will be more helpful to explain to others. Professional and meticulous.

The men at the counter saw their energy and changed their looks. What did this outfit go to the blacksmith union to do? Is it a masquerade?

Feel the enthusiasm of martial arts. The Holy King made the sacred king to kill the **** of the night. The throne of the gods and the pride of the world are the strongest. Qiankun will kill the night of the gods and the seal of the gods and ask the demon to be proud of the world and nine strong heavens. An Weixiang nodded gently all around, and secretly complained that Uncle Mu Gui's vision of choosing clothes was not so good. It was all based on the way of the mob. Compared with Luo Qingqing's choice of clothes, it was not nearly half a day.

"It seems that the choice of this dress ..." The enthusiasm said to himself to speed up the pace: "I really need to rely on women to help me."

Behind the hall is the yard, dozens of blacksmiths waving their hammers, and the forging is even more lively.

The enthusiasm of the initiative suddenly stopped, and the sight passed through many people, falling on a young blacksmith in his twenties.

The blacksmith felt that someone was looking at himself, looking up at his motivation, and was taken aback by this exaggerated gorgeous style.

"Li Litote, you are messing with President Yunxing again to transfer you from the first outer courtyard to our second outer courtyard, because you still have some qualification potential. Then knock like this, be careful I will transfer you Go back to No. 1 courtyard. "

The enthusiasm looked in the direction of the rough roar that was not much better than that of Uncle Mu Gui. The one-meter-eight-head man, bronze-colored healthy skin, sweat flowing slowly on it, showing a thick man's taste, hands The hammer became red on one side, and I saw how hard and seriously it was during forging.

Lilitot picked up a yellow cloth near his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the length that almost covered the entire cheek, and rubbed it behind his head, exposing a fairly handsome face, like sapphire. His eyes flashed with a helpless smile.

"I didn't knock indiscriminately." Lilitto shrugged his shoulders and looked innocent: "I just feel that the sound of the tapping is better ..."

"Still talking back," Han said with a hammer and went to Lilitot. He shouted, "Iron is very sacred. How can you knock because it sounds good? Can you make a good work?"

Lilituote found a twine to tie the wet back of his head together, with a child-like smile on his face, and muttered in his mouth, "Then I sometimes do that, but I can still beat it. How are you. "

"What did you say?" Dahan drew his ears hard. "What did you just say? I teach you that it is for your good. You just messed up like that. Now you have a bad habit. If one day forges a holy weapon, suddenly If you have a bad habit again, you may destroy a holy weapon with one hammer, do you know? Especially the last two hammers you just made, how can you raise it halfway?

"Also, the degree you just dropped ..."

"Yes, yes, Todd's bad problems were all learned in the first courtyard."

"If these vices are not changed, it will never be possible to enter the third courtyard and become a true blacksmith."

"President Yun Xing is just too kind, so he was transferred to our second courtyard ..."

"He can't be a blacksmith in his life."

The people who hit the iron stopped forging their hands, and communicated with each other in a volume that Lilitto could hear, and more jealousy and envy appeared in their eyes.

President Yunxing personally named him from the No. 1 Outer Court and transferred to the student from the No. 2 Outer Court. These years, only Lilitot is alone. Fortunately, he has a bad habit of forging.

"Littot, look at everyone ..." Dahan looked sad: "Everyone is sorry for you."

Sad? Lilituotte bit his lip gently, stubbornly looking down at the mud under his feet, and not making any arguments, that forging is the happiest and most comfortable.

"I said, a few ..." The enthusiasm began to break the deadlock in silence, the gorgeous costume immediately attracted everyone's attention, and it even made a few sneer sneers.

"It's the same dress as the ball."

"Don't you need to dress like this?"

"Look at that outfit, there is a smell of money suddenly in the country."

"Yeah, this dress is so tasteless."

Motivatingly looked down at the clothes, and my heart smiled secretly: You have good luck, just because I heard you. If Uncle Mugui hears you say that he has bad taste, it is estimated that he will be furious on the spot and tear down these people's bones.

En energetically touched the tip of his nose. Although Uncle Mugui's unconscious taste in clothing, he couldn't agree with himself, but he was wearing the clothes that the president helped him choose.

"I think the number that the blacksmith just forged ..." The energy was contemplative for a second before everyone's gaze: "It's much better than he had forged before."

Dozens of blacksmiths looked at the drive with weird eyes and sneered with disdain. This person who was wearing the masquerade was obviously not from the blacksmith's union and even came to speak to Lilitot? He thought that if he put on the old-fashioned costume, he would have a lot of speech?

"Continue to enjoy the fun of forging." Energetic patted Lilittot on the shoulder: "I think President Yun Xing transferred you here from the outside, also because you can enjoy the fun of forging."

Sneer, full of sneer, Li Litote looked at the drive in amazement. This young man who looks younger than himself, even used a senior's tone, but he would not be disgusted when he heard it. Touched, this is really strange.

"Forged in forging ..." The enthusiasm looked down at the clothes, could not help frowning and sighing, no more to say to others, raised his hand to pick up a hammer on the ground and weighed in his hands a few times, directly Go to Lilitot's forging table.

The blacksmiths looked at the energy in amazement. What did the boy want? Hit the iron? Does he also hit the iron? And also dressed like a gift wrapped in iron? Who does he think he is? Blacksmith? Or a master forge? How dare to dress like this to forge.

Energetically pull the bellows with one hand and adjust the intensity of the flame. Since it is here to take over the chairman of the blacksmith union, how can you show your hands? There is not much difference between the blacksmith's circle and the soldier's circle. It is strong enough Competence means being recognized.

Enthusiastically lost a few more charcoal into the furnace, adjusted the temperature of the flame again, and my heart was secretly determined that the reason why President Venus let himself come instead of picking himself up is obviously to make himself able to perform, will Long position inheritance, President Yunxing can do it, but the inheritance of the status of the human heart, but also need the inheritor to fight for.

The flame of the stove was getting stronger and stronger, took up the iron tongs at hand, and clamped the red hot iron embryo out. The hammer of the hand raised a blast of wind, hitting the red iron embryo straight and heavy.

The sound of the metal collision was deafening, and the dazzling gorgeous sparks were like chrysanthemums in full bloom, and they were fully unfolded all around, everyone had no time to cover their ears, the second hammer of the hammer hit the iron embryo again, and the iron embryo seemed to be full. The water sponge, when pressed by the strong pressure, splashed outwards, but this time it was a red spark.

Uh ...

The series of beating sounds is like a continuous drum drum. The blacksmiths stare at their energies. This man turned out to use iron tongs when he initially clamped the iron embryo out of the fire. The time later turned out not to use iron tongs at all. , But with a hammer on each hand, playing this flying iron embryo like a ball?

The red iron embryo flipped up and down between the two hammers, like a beautiful butterfly, which flew back and forth between two insect traps, but it was not caught by anyone. .

"This……"

Xian Qiang stood at the gate of the courtyard, staring blankly at the enthusiasm beside the blacksmith's furnace. What was the situation? I wanted to catch up with him and ask what was going on. How could I see him hitting iron here? And, why not use iron tongs? Just two hammers playing?

What does it mean? Xian Qiang watched the performance of energy and swallowed saliva. He was a strong forgemaker anyway, but he couldn't do this weird forging method. Isn't it iron art? Or is he juggling? Or should I say that this is a new realm?

Xian Qiang blinked hard, suddenly there were some unclear forging platforms, and he seemed to have hallucinations. There was a feeling of not looking at the young man making iron, but looking at the forging taste of President Yunxing. The stone sculpture at the door, it ... it's alive

The small forging platform, two very ordinary hammers flipped up and down, that was a somewhat funny costume, and now with the momentum revealed by the enthusiastic body, it gives an inexplicable master field.

The intensity is not quick. Xianqiang can confidently see the trajectory of each hammer, but he can always press the battered iron embryo that was knocked back to the forging platform.

Xianqiang believes that intercepting the bouncing iron embryo can be achieved by changing to himself, but the force after the iron embryo bounces will change, so the strength when the hammer is pressed must be changed, and it must be changed to exactly the same. When iron germ is the same as required, it is not generally difficult.

A hammer? Xian Qiang thought about shaking his head again and again, as long as the iron embryo bounced, he could not control the strength of his hammer. The young man seemed to be in control, where did he come from? Is it the Federation of Trade Unions? Or apprentice secretly collected by President Yunxing?

It is very likely that Xian Qiang focused heavily, and this is the only possibility, otherwise it is impossible to explain why the Venus Hammer is on this person.

Tinkling of small bells

The last metal collision sounded, and the iron embryo was steadily pressed back to the forging table by the hammer. Xian Qiang raised his hand subconsciously to wipe the sweat from his forehead. That was not the sweat caused by the body due to high temperature, but the real cold sweat.

Zero ... zero errors

Xian Qiang is far better than the blacksmiths around him. This seems to be really a zero error just now. What happened to the illusion just now? Why do I feel like this young man is the master of Ovellan?

"Iron ... Iron spirit ..."

At first, the blacksmith who taught Lilituote looked at the piece of metal under the energy hammer and shouted his ability to hear.

The blacksmiths who watched the crowd seemed to have not heard the shocking news, still staring at the energy, like an intoxicated look at the energy, the forging method has an indescribable charm that makes people wonder Unconsciously caught in it.

Iron Jing Xianqiang's body shook. What kind of forging method can still smash iron essence? This is too hard, right? How old is he? Am I just stupid? Didn't President Yun Xing say that, am I still more talented?

Energetic looking back at Lilituote: "What's it like just now?"

Lilitot's eyes were shining with stars like the stars in the night sky: "It's fun and happy, very imposing, like ... like listening to a concert."

Raised his hammer with enthusiasm, suddenly a hammer hit the iron essence again, shaking the whole iron essence high.

Lilitot's sparkling eyes fell into contemplation, and his hands were resting on his chin in earnest contemplation, one minute, two minutes, three minutes, ten minutes, half an hour ...

Energetic stood by the burning thunderbolt flames and waited, Xian Qiang looked at energetic just what it meant. Why did you hit it with a hammer and not move?

The blacksmiths around were also puzzled, and everyone waited quietly.

"I seem to understand a little bit." Lilitto came to the drive and picked up the blacksmith's hammer, drew an arc in the air, knocked **** the iron essence and made a loud whistle.

"It seems wrong ..." Lilitto raised his chin again and thought: "What went wrong?"

Looking at the iron spirit still turning on the forging table with enthusiasm and smiling gently, Liucheng's first hammer can smash the Liucheng feeling he asked for, which is also very good.

Tinkling of small bells

Energetic swinging the hammer again, Li Li Tuote nodded again and again, and learned to swing the hammer again.

"Baicheng." He patted Lilitto's shoulders vigorously. "Continue. Don't listen to them, unless you also want to be mediocre in forging forever."

The mediocrity of dozens of blacksmiths rose in anger, but when they saw the smashed metal, one by one fell back again, whether it was just the technology or the forged results, let alone yourself, even if it was Deacon Xian Qiang standing at the door, I'm afraid he can't compare with others, right?

"Thank you." Li Li Tuote obstructed the way to go, with a serious expression: "Thank you for teaching me to iron, but I can't worship you as a master, I want to be an apprentice to the President of the Star.

Energetic smiled: "I didn't expect that there are such interesting people here. Come with me. I just want to meet President Yunxing and listen to what the President said."

Lilitot was curious and motivated. At this age, he always talked to himself in the tone of an elder. If he was placed at any time and place in the past, he would feel that it would be very funny and funny, but now why not feel? Instead it feels like this?

Xianqiang gently shook his head. It ’s a really powerful gas field. Although he is young, he has a kind of convincing gas field, a really big gas field.

This old-fashioned costume initially masked his aura, but as his aura developed, this costume also added to his aura.

This kid ... wouldn't it be a deacon of the blacksmith union? Xianqiang's expression suddenly trembled, it is very likely, otherwise why did he come here in costume? If he becomes a deacon, he will most likely become vice chairman or even chairman in the future.

"Deacon Xianqiang, are you here. I'm looking for you everywhere."

"Deacon Komir ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Anything?"

Xian Qiang looked back at the golden color, and his body was somewhat inconsistent with the blacksmith.

"Yes, there is something, Vice President Lei Guangming, please go there."

Lei Guangming? Xian Qiang frowned in disappointment. Although this man is an apprentice to the president, he just ca n’t like him. Good blacksmiths do n’t do it, he always likes to do strategic things. Since he likes strategies so much, why not Join the army? What does a blacksmith do?

Lilitot followed curiously, accepting the weird sights cast from all around. This costume was a bit too gorgeous, and it didn't fit well with the simple blacksmiths.

Through the layers of the courtyard, the enthusiasm has a certain understanding of the blacksmith union. There are a total of ten layers of courtyards here. The first five layers of courtyards are all open-air. Everyone gathered to forge and compare them.

Entering the sixth-floor courtyard is the real forging division. After entering the forging division's position, there are separate small forging courtyards. These small courtyards form a large courtyard, and no one can see each other.