The ancient barbarian threw the last remaining hundred-year-old sinking iron into the round belly of the copper tripod furnace in front of him. The belly of the furnace is round, the lower half of the hollow has a blazing charcoal burning red light leaking out, the upper half is simple and old, scorched yellow with green moss spots accumulated over the years, and the bottom three elephant pillars are steady, clinging to the ground. The two hand-held hands are embroidered with a mighty tiger head, and the eyes illuminated by the charcoal fire are red, which is majestic and vivid.

"Yo, brute, your stove is so imposing." Nanfeng said, raised his hand and touched.

"Be careful." The ancient barbarian took out his hand to hold Nanfeng's wrist, but after all, he was half a step late, and Nanfeng's already white and slender fingers were burned red, and blisters formed after a while.

Nanfeng only felt that his fingers were hot and painful, but at the wrist that was grabbed, the ancient barbarian's bloody hands were scorching, and the heat was better than the copper furnace, which made Nanfeng's heart itch, and he fluttered and beat extremely fast.

"Nanfeng, you're such a, just burning your fingers, your heartbeat is so fast, you can't die." The ancient barbarian patted Nanfeng's chest, which really angered Nanfeng, and he jumped up:

"You brute, don't you want to fight, where are you touching your hands!" The south wind shouted loudly, but he was shocked in his heart, a strange feeling was generated, his lower abdomen was warm, the second brother who had not changed for ten thousand years, the second brother who thought that he would not lift, because of a man's touch, had a reaction for the first time in more than ten years, and the hidden disease that had been resigned to his fate was miraculously cured? Nanfeng thought that it was probably just his own development, which was slower than that of others.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and his next mind was thinking about going to the Red Mansion in Linzhen to find the girl Ruan.

"Miss Nian, I called my son-in-law to come and accompany you." After saying that, the south wind disappeared in place like a whirlwind, and Nian Xiaojiao wanted to ask where he was going, but when he turned around, he saw a light blue hem disappearing at the entrance of the cave.

Nanfeng was full of joy because a big stone fell in his heart, and his body was as light as a swallow, and he hit the neighboring town of Yiyigou. In the past two years, every time I go to a place, the first point to step on must be the place where I look for flowers and willows, white and white Zhu Zhu Fei Huanyan thin, solemn and glamorous or not powdered, I have seen thousands of charms, I have played thousands of tricks, but I have never enjoyed the joy of fish and water, and every time I reach a critical moment, it is a drum, because there is no gun in the crotch.

Taking advantage of the remnants of some strange emotions, Nanfeng planned to unsheath his spear all night to comfort the gloomy sadness of several years. It was an hour's journey, but today it was only half an hour to arrive at the Red Mansion, "Ah Bustard, quickly call that Ruan girl, you have to disperse"

After that, he took out the Shu brocade silver money bag and smashed it on the Nanmu table in the lobby. Last time, Miss Ruan was unwell, just drank a few glasses with her, rubbed a handful of oil, and didn't even see her face, it was all the usual trick of Fengyue, and she couldn't fatten her stomach before she could be slaughtered, and Nanfeng was not surprised, nor was she reluctant.

"Delle! Little boy, the slave family will call her. The bustard's charm still exists, and when he turned around and shook his head, the coquettishness of Danfeng's eyes couldn't stop overflowing. Instructed the girl next to him to bring the south wind to the private room.

As soon as Nanfeng took his seat in the private room, Ah Bustard's voice appeared at the door: "Gongzi has been waiting for a long time, the slave family is here with Miss Ruan." ”

A bustard who swayed her hips and tail, indescribable charm, was also a famous character when she was young, she was followed by a woman with a graceful figure, a snow-like white gauze dress, a simple waist hem, lined with a waist and a hand, indescribably pitiful.

"Childe!" A coquettish cry, honey blends oil.

Nanfeng threw the silver bag at Ah Bustard, impatient: "Hurry up." ”

Ah bustard took the money and weighed it silently, good guy, today can be regarded as meeting a fat sheep.

"Gotcha." The bustard fled quickly and closed the door intimately.

After watching the carved dark gray wooden door close, Nanfeng couldn't help it, pulled Miss Ruan, and threw himself on the bed, he leaned close to her to feel her, and pulled off her moon-white veil with one hand, and suddenly revealed an old dragon clock's face, Nanfeng's heart suddenly cooled, and the second brother suddenly languished, good guy, busy tonight.

The name of this town is called Yiyigou, how can there be a missing pearl next to it? It's just a trick of the Red Mansion, one of them is one, but the deceived people can't afford to lose this person, but let the Red Mansion and Miss Ruan prosper forever, and even those who are deceived and not angry, they even promote Miss Ruan's beauty outside, and come to deceive others, and there are more deceived people who seem to be not so stupid, so that their fame is better than day by day.

For several days, Nanfeng sat on the 10,000-year-old sunken wooden pony chair, lying on the purple gold carved nanmu platform, languishing, and there was a guest, without raising his eyelids: "The boss is unhappy, and he is out of business." ”

Nanfeng secretly thought that after this incident, he must go to the most famous drunken dream and death hall in Yinyang City to wash his eyes and catch the wind, and spend a good night together.

On the other side, Nian Xiaojiao and Shang Hong guarded the cave, watching the red-eyed ancient barbarian day and night, adding charcoal and boiling the stove. After a hundred years of heavy iron, the volume became smaller and smaller, and the impurities became less and less, and finally it was red and translucent. At this time, the ancient barbarian joined the 10,000-year-old Shen Tie, and as soon as Shen Tie entered the Ding Furnace, he was quickly wrapped in the red molten iron. The black gas came out from the middle of the molten iron, but he was trapped in the molten iron, rampage, and couldn't get out of this head-sized fiery red balloon.

"How?" Nian Xiaojiao fed the ancient barbarian a mouthful of water and some dry food every once in a while, afraid that the ancient barbarian's sledgehammer would not be refined, but would refine himself.

"I have to stay up for three days and three nights to let the abundant energy of Shen Tie fully integrate into the hammer body." The ancient barbarian didn't rest for six days, and he really couldn't support it: "I'll sleep for a while, you help me watch the ignition, don't put it out, otherwise the previous efforts will be lost." ”

The ancient barbarian fell to the ground and snored everywhere. The earth-shattering snoring made Ah Jin, who was resting on Nian Xiaojiao's cuffs, anxious, it escaped, staring straight at the Ding furnace with a pair of black eyes, and jumped up, so frightened that Nian Xiaojiao's soul was frightened, Ah Jin, fell into the Ding furnace,

Nian Xiaojiao and Shang Hong looked nervously at the furnace, never thinking that in the translucent fiery red iron water, a small golden snake was at ease, so happy.

"Master Shang, Ah Jin, is he okay?" Nian Xiaojiao's mouth opened so wide that she could stuff a fist, and she was shocked.

"It should be fine, it looks happy." Shang Hong thought about it, isn't the Golden Pterodactyl good at playing with fire? A mouthful of holy fire spits out and plays, and if you are not happy, you will take a sip, and if you burn your whole body, you will also take a bite when you are happy, regardless of it. Where you go, you can see everything.

"Shang Gongzi, look, the fiery red molten iron is dyed with a hint of yellow, and it is getting thicker and thicker." Nian Xiaojiao hurriedly called Shang Hong to see.

The molten iron in the good guy Ding turned faster and faster under Ah Jin's pounding, and finally boiled, and the sound of gurgling kept coming to mind, and finally the Ding was like five thunders hitting the top, and the deafening rumbling sound was endless.

Nian Xiaojiao looked back at the outside of the cave, the dark clouds covering the sky and the sun rolled in, and the lightning and thunder suddenly thundered outside the cave, and the roar inside the ding should be drunk.

A thunderstorm came without warning, drenching everyone in the Dongqiu Market, only to say that the sky turned their faces faster than turning the books.

The south wind raised its head when the torrential rain hit its face, obediently dark clouds pressed the ground, and the lightning couldn't stop hitting the ground, the center of the storm was not the mouth of the cave where the ancient barbarian refining weapon was refined? The south wind suddenly made a bad way, flew up, and went straight to the cave.

"Childe! Son! Miss Girl! ”

The sound of the distant south wind was already heard. Anxious.

"I'm here." Nian Xiaojiao replied.

The south wind passed through the central area of lightning outside the cave, and the lightning connected the heavens and the earth, giving birth to infinite energy, dense and unavoidable. Nanfeng's instep was also struck by a lightning bolt, and immediately blackened, he rushed into the cave, only to see that the cave was also roaring, and the source of everything was a piece of molten iron in the furnace, which was already yellow.

The south wind only felt a flower in front of him, and a small golden snake flew out of the furnace, rising in the wind, about three zhang long, and its four claws circled, like a juvenile dragon swimming on the top of the cave.

"Good girl, where did you come from?" Nanfeng's eyes were straight.

Under the movement, the ancient barbarian still slept soundly as usual, turned over, smashed the most, and continued to sink into a dream, but the lightning and thunder in the dream.

About half a pillar of incense, in the sky flying dragon suddenly became smaller, and finally turned into a small snake, fell back into Nian Xiaojiao's arms, back to the former Ah Jin, just sluggish..

"Shang Hong, look, Ah Jin is a little fatter, and the gold is even more golden, as if he has his own golden light." Nian Xiaojiao's slender fingers stroked Ah Jin one by one, and the originally warm skin became even hotter, burning people's hands. Ah Jin was originally a fiery eternal pterosaur, not a cold little snake.

Seeing its peculiarity, the south wind was accustomed to it, and the south wind, who wanted to touch it when he saw the treasure, couldn't help but stretch out his hand and walked towards Ah Jin. Ah Jin, who was not very energetic, suddenly became angry, turned his head and cracked his teeth, and stared at death.

Nanfeng was frightened, his steps were sluggish, so strong majesty, and he was born with a kingly atmosphere.

When Ah Jin looked back and lay in the palm of Nian Xiaojiao's hand, he regained his harmless little beast.

Nanfeng pouted, this little pet is really a difficult one, and he still wants to touch it, but when he thinks of that death gaze, he never dares to touch it again.

"Childe, where is this little dragon sacred?" Nanfeng rubbed his palms and held back the thought of rubbing against Ah Jin.

"Tuoshan." Shang Hong was also shocked, the prestige of this golden pterosaur was only seen in ancient books for the first time, and such a small one had such a deterrent power.

"Master Shang, do you know the origin of Ah Jin. It can still fly, unlike ordinary small snakes. Nian Xiaojiao raised her clear eyes and looked at Shang Hong.

"Have you ever heard of the Golden Pterodactyl from 10,000 years ago?" Shang Hong smiled, Nian Xiaojiao could have such luck, he was extremely happy for her.

"I know." When Nian Xiaojiao first entered Tuoshan, it was the predecessors of the Shapo who told a good story, the arrogance of her life and the tragedy of her death, and the overlord of a generation was untouchable.

"Really?" Nian Xiaojiao hugged Ah Jin with one hand and covered her mouth with the other.

Shang Hong nodded at him.