In the next few days, after washing up, Linfeng stared at the iron basin, as if he had been nailed, and his eyes did not deviate from the iron basin in the slightest.

Shiraishi didn't know what to do for a while, at most he held his hand firmly before the wind was about to touch the iron basin, he didn't want that person's hand to really become a roast pig's trotter.

Linfeng took a deep breath, his shoulders drooped, his eyes were half-drooping, and he held the teacup in both hands, "Hey......"

He should still try this, but he also understands Shiraishi's intentions, and seeing his friend hurt, he will subconsciously organize it.

The green chicken boy simply held an exclusive small cup to drink water, the weather was much hotter, and Baishi was very considerate to prepare a chilled sour plum soup for it.

The mung bean's eyes rolled, and it didn't come up with any good way to stop its master, seeing that the owner looked like a moth fighting a fire, it didn't feel good in its heart.

This kind of thing is not easy to persuade, it has to drink and observe the situation, fortunately, Baishi is very conscientious, almost does not need it to move half a minute, and basically stops the wind solidly.

Again, Shiraishi clamped Linfeng's right hand with one hand, and looked at Linfeng fiercely, "Can't you just not try?"

"Try. "Linfeng is also angry at this time, and he is stubborn.

Shiraishi sighed, and the strength in his hand loosened a lot, and he took out a bag of brocade zuò from his bosom and handed it to him. "You have to practice, take it with you. ”

At the beginning, Shiraishi always wanted to stop Linfeng, the iron sand palm needed to endure hardship, Linfeng suffered hardship, he believed, but this is really practiced, the taste of fire burning bones is not something everyone can endure, not to mention the damage caused by the heat to the skin, these are not what he wants Linfeng to face.

Bai Shi saw that the horizontal and vertical persuasion could not be solved, so he could only think of other ways to solve it, he could not block it, he could only soothe it, so he simply followed the will of Linfeng, contacted people in private, and prepared a pair of gold silk soft armor gloves.

"Ah?" Linfeng took the bag with some doubts, some weight, opened it and looked, the texture was soft as silk, but it could make a metal-specific surging sound, stretching the metal into silk, and then with the process of weaving, the metal has a kind of soft like cloth, which is not easy.

There is also a pair of off-white cloth gloves inside. "The inside is fireproof, and the outer layer is to prevent the iron sand from burning the skin. ”

In this way, it can be regarded as a kind of Cheng dù can protect the hand of the wind, the metal outside, the thermal conductivity can not be underestimated, and the fire prevention inside can greatly reduce the high temperature burning that the wind may receive.

Lin Feng put on a set of cloth gloves and soft armor, it did seem to be a lot more reliable, and the burden in his heart was much lighter than when he was empty-handed, he glanced back at Shiraishi, his eyes were full of gratitude. "Shiraishi, you're really nice. ”

As soon as Lin Feng raised his hand, he poked his hand directly into the black sand stone of the iron basin, and the heat spread from his fingertips, but it was okay, just hot, and there was no feeling of skin touching and burning to avoid.

The hands also began to slowly accept this high temperature environment, gradually, for the grinding of iron sand and stone, like shells and pearls, touching all around are grinding roughly, and gradually the hands are ground out of a certain hardness by the black sand stone, and the sharp stone tip will not suddenly cause pain in the hand, as if another thin film is constantly reinforced, to the back, almost no scruples about the iron sand stone surface, it seems that the fried are round pebbles, and will no longer rest their hands.

After a few days like this, Lin Feng took off his gloves, his complexion did not change much, he obviously felt that the muscles on his hands were different from usual, the texture was much stronger than usual, it would not be soft, and the epidermis was slightly firm, like a thin layer of calluses.

The blessing of dragging the white stone gloves, Linfeng's hands look no different from ordinary people, and they are not like calluses that arise after deliberate practice, and there are no convex calluses, as if these white hands have not experienced anything.

Runyi gave Linfeng a gesture to investigate, most of his muscles and bones were better, and he unexpectedly became much stronger, he nodded with satisfaction, it seems that the idea of sending an iron basin is not too bad an idea.

Next.

After a few days of recuperation, he didn't get up early, but thanks to Shiraishi, he was kind enough to wake him up.

Originally, he was still clutching the quilt in a daze and didn't let go, but Bai Shi said, "Master Fire Dance is waiting for you." ”

When Lin Feng heard this, the word fire dance surged into his mind, and all kinds of thoughts came to his heart, without saying a word, he opened his eyes, got up, and hurriedly began to wash.

After getting dressed, he grabbed a steamed bun and ran out, "Thank you Baishi!" The voice drifted away unconsciously.

Cottage.

The fire dance seemed to have recovered its usual state, his hair spread out like fire, and when he turned around, it was like a moment when fireworks bloomed, with stars in his eyebrows, and a rare feeling of compassion for the teacher.

Looking at the fire dance in the gardenia, Lin Feng also sighed in his heart, these days, more or less also learned about the situation of the fire dance master, the gunpowder industry is indeed its own danger, life and death, itself is difficult to accept at once, so after taking the iron basin.

Even if Shiraishi and the green chicken boy stopped him, he was still obsessed with it, hoping not to give the fire dance master another regret in his heart.

"Master Fire Dance, what are you going to do today?" Seeing that Fire Dance had no intention of taking him in the direction of the basement, Lin Feng couldn't help but ask.

"Today's task is to ......"

Field.

The wind passed through the grass, through the leaves, and there was a rustling sound, fast and urgent, as if it could burst out a flame.

There was a cacophony of noise, from the theory of righteous words at the beginning, to the back of the voice raised a lot, as the volume of the voice became higher and higher, Linfeng's heart couldn't help but chuckle.

The task given to him by the fire dance master this time is to be optimistic about the scene, prevent it appropriately, and maintain the situation.

It's easy to say, it's hard to do, Lin Feng scratched his head a little embarrassed, he also had a heart, ready to go up to theorize, but before he walked to the periphery, some disciples drew their swords to stop him, rolled his eyes at him and said: "Go and go, who are they, the head of the house is busy, how can you pay attention to your cat and dog who don't know where you came from." ”

Lin Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes when he was said, took a deep breath several times before his breath leveled down, and looked at the crowd in front of him, it was two sects negotiating.

A centipede, a green snake, looking at the three layers of the crowd and the three layers outside, surrounded by water, he was stunned to stretch his neck, and he couldn't see the appearance of the two heads, at most he only saw the black and round back of his head.

He really wanted to shout for a concession, but he was about to move forward for two points, when the disciples of the organic police stepped in to stop him, so that he wanted to see the stitches, but there was nothing he could do.

Linfeng leaned against the thick trunk of the tree, hugged his hands in front of him, and secretly thought to himself.

Although he thinks that he still has some force value, he also won the first place in the rookie competition at the beginning, and there is also the careful guidance of Ban Jing to him, not to mention being one of the best, killing a few disciples of low rank, he still has confidence.

However, he lowered his fingers, and he estimated the number of people in front of him, not to mention that there were three hundred people, and the junior disciples of the outer layer of the capital, the further inside, the more his skill gradually increased, and the suppression of this number and strength made him feel worried.

Rubbing his face, Linfeng looked like he was unloved, and he couldn't help howling in his heart, good master, your apprentice's kung fu has not yet reached the peak, with one enemy hundred, let alone three hundred, what are you sending your apprentices here for, it's not to take three hundred gunpowder to destroy this pile of people, and have a great harmony in life.

"Phew, bah, bah. Linfeng snorted in self-disgust, it must not be like this, not to mention, the head of the central government is by no means a vegetarian, the kung fu is invincible, the gunpowder cannot be forced, and it must be stopped, and it must be achieved without hurting the public.

Then, you have to outwit it.

Lin Feng rubbed his cheeks with a bitter face and thought about it, even if the master looked down on him and believed in his mouth cannon brainwashing ability, then there must be a chance to enter, and the current situation seems that he probably doesn't match the halo of the protagonist.

He also looked at himself horizontally and vertically, wearing a gray disciple's uniform, red and black, except for his face was quite delicate, there was hardly much convincing place, and he couldn't find anything to trust left and right.

"Chirp. The green rooster cries crisply flew down from the sky, landed lightly on Linfeng's shoulder, and rubbed Linfeng's neck.

Linfeng's fingers curled and rubbed the little head of the green chicken, and the touch from the fingertips was as soft as satin, so comfortable that people couldn't help but touch two more.

"Green Chicken, stop these people, what do you say?" Lin Feng glanced at Green Chicken with some distress.

The green chicken boy also stared at the mung bean's small eyes, glanced left and right, and took a general look at the surrounding situation, and said without thinking: "Boom." ”

"Bang. Linfeng flicked the little head of the green chicken boy with a moderate hand, "Good boy, it's all human life." ”

The green chicken pouted to protect his little head, when it was still in the heavenly realm, it was a place where force was superior, if you don't accept it, you will do it, and you will fight until you obey, as a force-type cadre, the green chicken boy, the original Bihua Shangxian, is so simple and rude.

The green chicken sticks out his little tongue, "Scare and scare them, their lives are in danger, I don't believe they are still there and can't stop." ”

Linfeng snapped his fingers, "That's a good idea." ”

The green chicken boy also pecked Linfeng's fingertips with some resentment, "Don't play me if you don't agree, sue you, it's easy for you to lose your baby." ”

Linfeng sneered a little embarrassedly, and rubbed the neck feathers of the green chicken boy with his fingertips to smooth his hair.

How can you scare it? Linfeng leaned against the trunk of the tree, looking at the clear blue sky and fell into deep thought.