"Master, what are you doing?"

Xiao Tian smiled, "It's nothing, touch it." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Liu Er was ashamed, buried her head in his arms, and no longer dared to ask.

Xiao Tian hooked her tightly, but the palm of his hand became more and more dishonest, and slowly groped downward, straight into the middle of Liu Er. Fingers curled slightly, hooked her lewd pants, reached in, and pressed lightly.

"Hmm"

Liu Er's face flew up with two red glows, and then closed her eyes and enjoyed it quietly, twisting her waist from time to time to slowly cooperate, and occasionally there were one or two small cries in her mouth.

Xiao Tian said slowly: "I once thought in the dungeon, if I died at that time, wouldn't I have never had the opportunity to do such a thing in my life?"

"Life must be full of joy, don't make the dying unwilling. Liu'er, if you follow me on a journey, no one can say what will happen in the future, if you miss this opportunity, don't you hate it in your heart?"

Liu Er was silent, and after a while, said, "Master, light." ”

Xiao Tian nodded, and after a moment, he slowly withdrew his fingers, gently patted her back, and pushed her up.

Liu Er rode on him, and was pushed by this, and immediately opened his eyes, the red tide on his face did not recede, but his expression was much more rational, looked at his expression, and was a little puzzled, so he asked in a whisper: "What's wrong, master?"

Xiao Tian gently straightened his big crotch, supported the tent high under his crotch, and gave him a look, "You can help me get it." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Bell ......"

The huge hammer was picked up again and again, and smashed on the red-hot ore block, colliding with brilliant sparks. Drops of sweat dripped from the bearded blacksmith's face, the blacksmith was drenched and couldn't tell if he was tired, but at the moment his spirit was extremely high, and his eyes were staring at the ore in his hand.

After beating again and again, the ore gradually took shape, but it was the appearance of a sword, three feet long, and the whole body was red.

"Fetch the water from the Heavenly Pond!"

A bucket of cold ice water was brought in. The sword was inserted into it, and suddenly there was a burst of white gas, and the sharp sound of Siss.

After a moment, the sword proposed, although the whole body was red, but there was no warmth at all, but indescribable coldness.

Behind the blacksmith, a monk in a dark green robe also looked at this thing, his eyes flashed with joy, and said: "This thing is taken from the essence of the fire demon under the Qianren Volcano, with the master's attainments of casting the grandmaster, without eating or drinking, after a month of hard work, he finally refined it into a sword shape, which can make the flame crystal attribute introverted, without leaking at all, the master is really a good means." ”

The blacksmith shook his head, "It's not enough, if you want to rely on it to slay the dragon, it's still far from it." Take the ink and steel, and I will give this sword a strike. ”

The monk agreed, and with a wave of his hand, a large stone weighing hundreds of pounds in the distance immediately rose up, swirled and drifted in mid-air, and fell heavily in front of him.

The blacksmith didn't say a word, but bowed his head and sharpened his sword.

"Sand ......"

The monk looked at him, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, "I heard that the high-grade divine soldier was born to sacrifice the sword with blood, I don't know if there is such a thing?"

The blacksmith's body trembled, but the movement of his hand did not stop, he still bent over, slowly and carefully grinding, and after a long time, he straightened up, looked up and down without leaving the sword, and muttered: "Yes, but there is such a thing." ”

At this moment, the sword is as clear as autumn water, bright and not dazzling, and there is a faint clear light, attached to it. With a random swing, he cut off a corner of the hard black steel stone.

The monk's eyes lit up, "Good sword!"

"A good sword indeed. But without a blood sacrifice, it's a bit worse after all. The blacksmith shook his head and sighed, staring silently for a long time, then suddenly let out a loud cry, lifted his sword and plunged it straight into his chest.

Blood Splash!

The crimson color gradually envelops the blade of the sword.

Inside the sword-forging house, there was a faint sound of bells and bells.

Choking

Suddenly, the originally dim sword Huo Ran rose red, and the blooming light was like the sun in the sky, dazzling and unable to force the gaze! The blacksmith slowly pulled out the dragon sword, and every time, the sword seemed to tremble with excitement, and the chant was endless, and the shocking voice echoed out, straight to the nine heavens.

The blacksmith straightened up, ignoring the blood pouring from his chest, and slowly placed the sword in front of him, and stroked it gently with his hand. The calloused hand that has been eroded by the years is as gentle as stroking the beloved woman. The sword roared, and even though the ink-robed monk was far away, he felt the sudden spiritual excitement of the sword.

Looking at the red light rising from the sword and soaring into the sky, the blacksmith's face showed a touch of excitement, and he shouted: "Take the heavenly ruler!"

The ink-robed monk was taken aback, but when he saw him like this, he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately took out a jade ruler that was nineteen feet and nine inches long, and solemnly erected it in front of the blacksmith.

The red light in the sky dazzled, and the shadow hung down, casting it on the measuring scale, marking a scale, but this scale was not static. From the middle of the ruler to the top, it spreads through the scales, and finally stops above the ninth scale.

The measuring scale is not really to measure the height of the sky, but there is a special calculation method, which can calculate the height of the light through the shadow of the sky.

The blacksmith only glanced at the measuring ruler, and then laughed loudly: "Glorious Nine Heavens, Nine Heavens Divine Product!

The so-called Nine Heavens Divine Product is the height of the sharp light that emanates when the treasure is first formed, and those that rush to the top of the Nine Heavens are all listed as divine products, and those below the Nine Heavens have other names.

At this moment, the god was born, the blacksmith looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahaha......" The laughter did not fall, and finally the wound on his chest burst, and the blacksmith couldn't hold on and fell to the ground, but his eyes were staring at the sword.

The black-robed monk's face changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop the bleeding.

The blacksmith shook his head, "It's useless, besides, if the divine soldier is born, I will die blindly." ”

The ink-robed monk sighed and said, "What else do you have to say?"

"This sword is the pinnacle of my life, I hope you can take it and revive the divine power of our Qingyun Sect!"

But his words are shocking, the Qingyunmen, which was extinct thousands of years ago, is still handed down, I don't know how the two righteous and demonic realms in the world will feel after knowing this?

"Good. ”

The ink-robed monk took the sword gently, took a deep breath, and said, "I will use the Divine Sword Thunder Secret once to see you off." After that, he snorted lowly, held the sword trick in his hand, stepped on the seven stars, walked seven steps in a row, and the long sword pierced the sky, and there were words in his mouth:

"Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder.

Brilliant Tianwei, lead it with a sword!"

In a moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly surged, the thunder rumbled, and the edge of the black clouds continued to flash with electric light, and the heavens and the earth were slaughtered, and the wind was fierce.

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