Chapter 109: The Blacksmith's Mystery

The wide-fronted man reluctantly retreated to a dark corner, everyone gathered around, and the man's gloomy face was solemn, "Liu'er, no matter what method you use, you must find out what Emperor Yu is going to do tomorrow." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Yes!" Six-Eared was about to go out when he looked up and caught his attention in a small dilapidated shop in the distance.

"Big brother, look, is that the little boy's magic pet?" Everyone looked in the direction of his fingers, and in a broken bamboo basket placed in the doorway, two large bright eyes were revealed.

Liu'er's impression of Xiaoha is toothless and unforgettable! A mythical beast that has never been seen before, majestic descended from the sky, although brave and unscrupulous, but the loyalty to the master is impressive.

At that time, when the female demon head injured her son, this divine beast rushed over as soon as possible, and desperately resisted the female demon's feet with its head, but unfortunately it did not arouse the female demon's half love for it, and the wind blade that hit it was in the eyes of the six ears, even if they were next to each other, they would also break their arms and legs.

"It looks like, few people in Netherworld dare to raise demon pets, let's go over and take a look, don't attract attention, so as not to startle the snake." The wide-fronted man nodded in response.

It was a humble blacksmith shop, with several stoves in the doorway, on which were several half-finished products that had been calcined. I saw a few monks coming, and the people who were busy working inside came out to say hello.

"A few masters, do you need to use weapons?" The wide-fronted man looked at the man in surprise, in his thirties, with a mediocre appearance and a thin body, compared to a few of them, he was simply weak.

The wide-fronted man didn't underestimate him because of his size, and after Xiu Wei mentioned Jin Dan, he could also vaguely feel the other party's cultivation, if he guessed correctly, he was also at the peak of the Qi Gathering Layer.

"Oh, shopkeeper, we are passing by the scattered cultivation of the Netherworld, and I would like to ask, is there any joy in the Netherworld?" The wide-fronted man also had the idea of trying it, but after the boss glanced at him, he spat in the direction of the Heavenly Lord's Mansion, and said in a strange manner, "I heard that Emperor Yu is going to Mohai tomorrow to attack the Golden Immortal." ā€

The wide-fronted man's hand hidden in his sleeve couldn't help but clench into a fist, this news was too shocking for him, people wanted to rush to Jinxian, and he had just arrived in Jindan, the hatred of exterminating the clan, could he repay it in his lifetime!

"Oh, I see, then ask the store to make a short knife for each of my brothers, I don't have a spirit stone, can I use a fourth-level Warcraft core instead of labor costs?" The wide-fronted man strongly felt the shopkeeper's snooping gaze on him, and hurriedly gathered his mind and said respectfully.

The divine sense that this man swept over just now made him extremely uncomfortable, and with his current cultivation, it could make him feel afraid, which showed that the cultivation of this iron-striking man was definitely above him.

The big is hidden in the city, the small is hidden in the wild, the more inconspicuous the bustling street, the more you can find the hidden master, the wide-fronted man is in his heart, suppressing the momentum on his body, and his attitude is respectful.

The man in the iron shop didn't speak again, took the fourth-level demon core that was thrown away by the bearded man, checked it in his hand, and looked at it coldly, "It's only enough to fight three short knives, okay?" ā€

"Oh, good." The wide-fronted man nodded in agreement.

"Come and pick it up when you apply for it, and you won't wait for it when it expires." The blacksmith man threw down his words and turned into the house, the corner of his eye slid through the broken bamboo blue in the corner without leaving a trace, and entered the house with a sneer.

"Big brother, what should we do?" The broken basket was placed diagonally across the male seat of the iron shop, and if he went over to take it, it would inevitably attract his attention, and Liu'er asked with some embarrassment.

"I have a way, come with me." The eldest brother straightened the hat on his head, gave the companions behind him a reassuring look, and walked over the basket to the alley behind the iron shop, "Liu'er, break a piece of the cake on your body and throw it to the ground, and lure that demon pet here." ā€

This is the method that the wide-fronted man came up with, in the dark forest, he injured Xiao Ha with a wind blade, but he can't forget Xiao Ha's eyes, there is hatred, there is hostility, but it is more of a desire for food, the kind of desire and dissatisfaction that foodies have.

Liu'er was skeptical, and there was no other way to try, and after scattering all the way, several people hid in the depths of the alley, and after a while, a moving broken bamboo basket appeared in their sight.

"Big brother, look!" Liu'er cheered happily in a low voice, and when the bamboo basket arrived, Liu'er opened it nervously, and Xiao Ha grinned at them, and the dog's mouth was full of cake dregs.

Xiao Ha was injured by a wide-fronted man, so he was a little afraid of him, and the threatening sound in his mouth was only aimed at a few people in Liu'er.

"Lord Warcraft, where is your little master now? Can you take us to him? We had no ill intentions, we just wanted to help him. The wide-fronted man threw away the last bit of bread in his hand and waited for Xiaoha to speak with anticipation.

Xiao Ha can speak dog words, but he doesn't have a diplomatic language with their big demon clan, so after the dog cub finished eating, he returned to the bamboo basket and slowly returned to the door of the iron shop, staring at the direction of God's Mansion.

This perfect plan to lure the enemy is really eye-opening, leaving a group of fat people messy in the wind, Xiao Ha laughed disdainfully in his heart: a bunch of idiots.

No one spoke anymore, a few people looked at the sun was still early, and Emperor Yu's affairs were also clear, all they could do now was to wait, wait for the short knife to be beaten, wait for this strange beast to return to its owner, and wait for the opportunity to see the little boy.

When there is a lack of aura, they will meditate quietly, stabilize their cultivation or learn from the experience of previous fights, to have an epiphany of their own path.

In the blacksmith shop, the furnace fire was red, and the sound of striking iron came from the "clanging clang" inside, Xiao Ha stared at the dog with some irritation, and the master could still sleep in this noise.

The blacksmith shop is very knowledgeable, and it looks like a stormy and broken shop, but there is a hole in the inside, and there is a hidden formation near the furnace.

This formation, in the netherworld, even Emperor Yu can't unlock it, because the people who set up the formation are anti-heaven existences in the netherworld.

"Xiaolong, where's my father? How's his body? Why did you separate? "In the formation, Lord Longworm, who has not appeared for a long time, the old god is drinking water in a teapot, which is a teatank, an old-fashioned enamel teapot that only exists in the mortal world, with a few big words blurred on it: Serve the people.

This is a ball from Uncle Tian's house to honor him, this turtle has always been on his body, saying that this thing is better than any high-grade utensils in the fairy world, drinking hot tea to burn his mouth. The teacup used by Xiaolong to drink tea in the fairy world is made of the best materials, no matter what kind of water, cold or hot, poured into the teacup, it will automatically become a suitable water temperature, which has always been the place he complained.

"Maruko, I said, can you always ask a question? Won't you ask me how I found you? The little dragon shrunk his tongue, he had drunk so hard just now that the boiling water almost burned his throat.

"Xiaolong, are you stupid? You were thrown into the netherworld by my father, and you said it no less than ten times, and you didn't answer once I asked you. Maruko sniffled and said aggrievedly. (To be continued.) )