Shang Hongru had some confusion in his eyes when he first woke up, and when he thought of looking at this strange stone just now, his ears were red when he was obsessed. It was a cave and a natural hot spring, with a graceful and graceful woman, who lightly opened her lips in the white mistmare, and a "childe" called reverberated a thousand times. The mist made it impossible to see her face clearly, but the eyes that were extremely pure and soul-stirring were Nian Xiaojiao who was looking at him innocently in front of her. That scene is when she first met and jumped into the hot spring to protect him. How many times, in a dream.

"I would like to ask, what did Shang Gongzi see?" The Qingxin girl looked sideways, the jade hairpin ring jingled, the white hair rope rose and fell with the wind, and she smiled lightly, attracting the martial arts colleagues in the distance to look straight to this side, and accidentally walked into the stump of the camp on the side of the road, causing the people in the shed to curse again and again.

Nian Xiaojiao looked at the reckless man in the distance and laughed unconsciously, causing the reckless man to flee quickly.

"What you see, what you think." Shang Hong regained his former clarity and calmness, and looked through Qingxin's shoulders at the bearded man who disappeared from Nian Xiaojiao's eyes.

It was rare to see that Nian Xiaojiao was interested in a man, and he said with a serious and serious face: "Miss Nian likes such a man? ”

Shang Hong stroked his shaved chin with only a scumbag left, thinking about Nian Xiaojiao's preferences, and thinking about whether to start growing a beard.

"Naturally, jokingly tight." Thinking of the ignorant expression of the reckless man who hit the pillar headlong, Nian Xiaojiao couldn't stop laughing again.

In Nian Xiaojiao's laughter, Shang Hong's expression became gloomy with a complacent smile. So he didn't say anything to Nian Xiaojiao again, and turned to Qingxin: "What do you think about the Qingxin girl?" ”

"When I first got it, I was also addicted to it, and it took me a long time to wake up." The Qingxin girl smiled a little shyly, in the dream she met and knew a young man, wandered the world together, and finally wore a lotus flower on her head to get married, so unhappy. And the Ruyi Langjun who lifted the red hijab with the rod is not Shang Hong, who has deep and angular facial features. In his dream, he was less cold and more soft.

"Where did the Pure Heart girl recognize this?"

"Over the hill in front of you, there's a stream, that's it." She was embarrassed to tell Shang Hong that she had not been purified for a few days, and she was very uncomfortable, so she found such a secluded place. Retreated Luo Shang just stepped on the edge of the water, slipped, is a dog plowing the ground, never thought, as far as the eye can see is a soul-stirring stone, this lying is a few hours, and naked, if it is not for the self-cultivation of the physique, I am afraid that I will fall ill from the cold.

"When I give Nanfeng an appraisal, there are many treasures he handles, so it should be clearer." After Shang Hong's words were finished, he left with Nian Xiaojiao's farewell.

"This Shang Hongzi, I really don't understand the amorous feelings, how can my sister like such elm pimples." When Shang Hong and Nian Xiaojiao left, Miss Yujie spoke very unhappily.

"Hugh is going to talk nonsense." Qingxin has a trace of unspeakable pain, since she was a child, Shang Hong has not been close to women, she thought that Shang Hong's heart was not on the woman, she never thought that when she said goodbye, there were already beauties on her side.

Qingxin first met Shang Hong when he was nine years old. On that day, the queen feasted on the families of hundreds of officials, and as the daughter of the first prime minister's mansion in Cangyang, she was fortunate to enter the inner courtyard of the palace. At that time, in the corner of the bustling crowd, there was a boy dressed in black, lying on a low tree to rest, looking at ease. And the eyes are closed, the eyebrows and eyes are frowned, and it makes people feel lonely and pity.

Qingxin was wearing a pink long skirt and a pink short ridge with white fluff on the cuffs, cute and playful, she stepped forward and said, "Little brother is so good." ”

Shang Hong glanced at Qingxin, disgusted that he was disturbed and rested, found a farther and higher branch, jumped up a few times, and began to close his eyes again. For the first time, there was a man who turned him away thousands of miles away. Since then, there has been an extra figure in the little pure heart.

Shang Hong wrapped the stone he got from Qingxin one layer after another. Walk all the way back and forth to the round market on the hill to the east of Dena. The south wind is lying on the purple gold carved nanmu platform napping, the sun is warm near noon, it is very comfortable.

Shang Hong kicked the precious purple gold carved nanmu platform, and the corners were dented when he exerted too much force.

Nanfeng, who had just woken up, saw that the golden platform was already damaged, and he couldn't help but scold: "You turtle son, you can't fool me Nanfeng at a young age." It's worse than evil, see if I don't beat you all over the place. ”

"South Wind!"

A call that couldn't hear the emotion woke up Nanfeng's drowsiness completely, jumped three feet, hugged Shang Hong's thighs and couldn't stop flattering: "Oh my ancestor, why are you back, Nanfeng will beat your legs." ”

"Better than misfortune?" Nian Xiaojiao didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, squatted down and approached the south wind, a face was infinitely magnified in front of the south wind, and the old habits of the south wind were on the head, and the eyes were like perverse cats, strange and good-looking. Nanfeng has never loved gold and silver treasures, treasured jade food, favored beautiful women, and did not stick to the leaves in the flowers. This is the eldest woman, coveted it, Nanfeng shook his head, thinking that if he still wanted to keep his head intact in the future, he only had to change the habit of thinking below the waist when he saw the beauty.

"Haha, my sister joked, I don't want to be considered. Nothing serious, the south wind said goodbye. "Say goodbye, the south wind cat's waist wants to go, stay away from the king of Hades, Shura Shanghong, and cherish life.

"Where?" Shang Hong reached out and grabbed the collar at the back of Nanfeng's neck, and lifted Nanfeng, who had not yet fully grown, high up like a chicken in his right hand.

Shang Hong took out the stone he picked up from Qingxin with his left hand, and it was still on the purple gold carved nanmu platform: "Take a good look at this thing." ”

"Childe, let me go first."

Shang Hong put Nanfeng down, and Nanfeng straightened his clothes for a while.

"Hurry up." Shang Hong impatiently urged.

"Ouch, I said Childe, it's you who don't talk well, you don't have to spoil my new clothes, but the good sister of the Hanyu faction sewed it for me." The south wind was still slowly dressed, and when Shang Hong's patience was about to run out, he finally sat down again. He took out a pair of dark glasses from the black wooden box next to him and put them on, and then picked up the dark stone:

"It's heavy to start with, several times heavier than ordinary stones. The color is like ink, not stained with dust, there is an undercurrent surging inside, looking at its ink color concentration, there is no doubt that it has been immersed in iron for thousands of years. Where did Childe come from? ”

"Pure-hearted girl."

Hearing the name of the Qingxin girl, Nanfeng smiled mysteriously, and said to Nian Xiaojiao with a hippie smile: "It turns out that the Qingxin girl is also here, this young lady wants to see the prison boy." ”

"What does it have to do with me?" Nian Xiaojiao said that she didn't care. Every time the pure-hearted girl looked at Shang Hong's eyes, the honey couldn't melt, as if she was going to eat him, there must be adultery in it, no, there must be an inside story. Nian Xiaojiao thought.

Shang Hong glared at Nanfeng fiercely: "This year's monthly case is exempted." ”

"Don't, son, there are so many young and beautiful girls waiting for me to pull them out of the quagmire."

"But rescue Miss Ruan from the Red Mansion in Linzhen? I said how could I be so familiar. You kid is the Taoist friend who spent a lot of money in the Red Chamber a few days ago, in order to meet the stunning Ruan girl. A man selling weapons at a stall next door leaned over and said.

The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a beard, wasn't he the reckless man who saw the pure-hearted girl and hit the pillar at once. Sure enough, womanizers can't change this bad habit anywhere.

"Hahaha, laughing and laughing, what's the matter, I'm afraid that Daoyou is looking at the wrong person." The south wind winked vigorously at the stall owner next door.

"It's impossible to be mistaken, the people of that day were like you, with a pair of phoenix eyes and a beautiful mole in the corner of the eye." The stall owner in the village is really a sincere person, and his memory is also good: "Do you have an eye disease in your eyes?" If there is an obstacle, it is better to take a look in time, and the old man Zhao on the opposite side is a traveling doctor. He pointed to the slightly older, well-born man opposite. That man has nothing to do with the old plan, and in terms of appearance, he is even older than "Old Man Zhao" with a scruffy beard.

Nanfeng stroked his face and wanted to cry, and gritted his teeth: "Dare to ask Brother Taizun's surname, I will talk to you another day, compare and compare." ”

"In the lower ancient barbarians, everyone calls me Agu. There is no other specialty, it is a brute force, and it can make iron tools. The ancient barbarian rolled up his sleeves, disgusted enough, and ripped off his coat again, revealing his upper body full of muscles, bending his elbows and exerting force, half of his arms became rigid, and his green tendons burst: "Look, it's okay to lift hundreds of catties of iron." ”

Nanfeng only felt a sudden pain in his temples: "You ancient barbarian, you bare-chested and bare-breasted, so annoying." After saying that, he threw up his sleeves and left.

"What's wrong with you, how are you twisting and pinching, like a." The ancient barbarian rushed to the departing Nanfeng Dao, and the south wind almost fell down, and the pace of departure was a little faster.

"That Agu Gongzi, but he knows this." Shang Hong sent the thousand-year-old Shen Tie Di to Agu, this thing has little use for him, and the ancient barbarian is a blacksmith, and may be able to exert one-twelfth of his power.

"Ouch good, what a heavy iron spirit." The ancient barbarian called this iron, and he liked it, but Shang Hong saw that the ancient barbarian was not confused by the thousand-year-old yin iron, and still remained clear, this ancient barbarian, his mind was really pure, and he had no desires.

"This is not iron essence, it is a thousand-year-old iron." Shang Hong reminded loudly.

“……”

The ancient barbarians were sluggish for a while, and it was difficult to find thousands of years of yin iron, and all the tools made of yin iron in the world were good blades that were one in a million.

"I've given it to you, you're good at making weapons, and you're going to be able to use it."

"I'm afraid it's not a dream, such a valuable thing, Childe said to send it?" The ancient barbarian slapped himself, and the force hurt others when they saw it, and there was a slap mark on his whole face: "It hurts, it's really not a dream." ”

As a lifetime with iron, it is a lifelong quest to practice a good weapon with a good material, and it is difficult to find a good material for the craft, so there are very few names - weapons, most of them are to practice some weapons with mediocre performance, and with the decline of time in addition to ordinary weapons, there are also those who make weapons.