Li Wuming took a long breath, glanced around, and found that the crowd was bustling, all busy, and he was like a swimming fish in the vast ocean, no one noticed. He sighed and stepped through the ocean.

The crowd was dense, and there was not enough space for one person to shuttle, but Li Wuming somehow tossed and turned, passing through like a shadow, and like a light wisp of smoke, floating on the street.

Even, in the end, Li Wuming simply jumped vertically, his body was as light as a feather, and he fell on the roof of the building with the wind, walking like flying on the slender eaves, running and jumping from one building to another.

The wind, which should have cut his face like a knife, seemed to be afraid of his strength, and swept through his face softly, stealing only his hairpin, and letting his long hair flutter with the wind. A few strands of hair stood in front of his handsome face, making him squint.

"My golden years, let me think about it, I haven't been here for a long time, and my memory has blurred...... Are you old? Li Wuxuan let out a hint of self-deprecation, he stood upright on the cornice, looking at the morning sun like fire, "It should be...... Over here. ”

He ran two steps, as agile as a cat, and landed silently above the eaves, and then, on one side, he deftly tumbled off the roof and landed on the ground. Clapping his hands, he looked up at the plaque hanging in the room in front of him.

In front of the dragon flying phoenix dance like "Chaowen Pavilion" three big characters hanging above the gate, the penmanship is bold and uninhibited and delicate, making people seem to have a breath of air straight to the mind, heroic suddenly. But Li Wuming knew that behind such an elegant name, there was a workshop for striking iron.

And he also knew that behind the blacksmithing workshop on the surface, there was ...... He cleared his throat and raised his hand and knocked on the door, three short and one long, two long and one short. Strange to say, at the same time as he knocked on the door, the originally noisy street seemed to be quieted down all of a sudden, and only his knock could be heard echoing hollowly.

He didn't mind, and waited for a while, and the noise gradually returned, seeping into his eardrums like hot water. The door in front of him was slowly pushed open, and a rusty creak sounded.

A young man with a black mole on his forehead leaned against the door, stuck out one of his heads, and carefully observed the visitors. After seeing Li Wuming's appearance clearly, the starry surprise light occupied his pupils.

He rushed out like a rabbit, couldn't suppress his joy, held Li Wuming's hand, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Li, I finally saw you, it's really full of light!" "You know me?" I have to say that Li Wuming was quite surprised at this time.

When the door opened, a thunderous crash burst out, clear and far away, and there were echoes everywhere, as if knocking on people's hearts. A blacksmith with a sledgehammer hammer on the anvil once and for all, the scene of sparks flying in all directions appeared.

At the same time as the young man called out "Senior Brother Li", there was a pause in the sound of iron, as if the blacksmith in the room had wiped his sweat. Then the voice sounded again, this time it was a little heavier, and it made people tremble all at once.

"Of course, in the fruit picking competition that year, Senior Brother Li's demeanor can be grand, and no one will forget it." The young man smiled sheepishly, and there was some respect and respect in his tone, as if welling up from the tip of his heart.

Li Wuming smiled rather narcissistically and did not speak. The young man seemed to have finally thought of something, slapped his forehead, and said with a little shame and annoyance, "I'm stupid to let Senior Brother Li stand for so long." Quick, please come in. ”

The sound of striking iron was still roaring, and Li Wuming took the opportunity to enter the small courtyard behind the door. He looked around and found that the courtyard was built with great ingenuity, the scenery was clear, there were all kinds of green water and green plants, and the blue-gray stone bricks surrounded the small courtyard, like a fully armed guard.

The only thing that could tell that this was an ironwork workshop was the armor that stood around, glowing with cold blue light. Some of the armor was brand new and shiny, as if it had just been baked for a short time, and some of it was covered with scars, so you could tell at a glance that it was a veteran who had worn it before.

"This is a sample we showcased." The young man introduced. He looked at Li Wuming's face, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said in a tone like a guest of honor: "Although I believe in Senior Brother Li very much, there will always be some small people who try to fool the test, so we need to make a code." ”

Li Wuming smiled slightly, and with his handsome face, it can be called extremely moving. At least the young man in front of him was dazzled, and sighed in his heart that Senior Brother Li was really a sunny figure. The young man froze and said in a deep voice, "Hide in the noise." ”

Li Wuming raised his eyebrows, and said softly: "Carrying the hustle and bustle." The young man exhaled deeply, and then said with a smile: "No problem, it is worthy of Senior Brother Li." This praise made Li Wuming seem to be floating in the clouds, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl.

"Please come in." The young man pointed to the room in the courtyard, and his face became a little solemn, as if he was doing something big. Li Wuming hugged his fists and walked to the room step by step, not in a hurry or slow.

The thunderous sound of striking iron suddenly stopped, and suddenly became clear, making Li Wuming feel a little unaccustomed. However, he quickly gathered his thoughts, pushed open the door of the room, and paced in slowly, his every move was quite natural.

The hot air was blowing in his face, and for a moment it made people feel as if they were in a hot summer, which made Li Wuming frown slightly. But then he stretched out, looked up, and saw a furnace that could be called a great one.

Inside the furnace was a flickering crimson flame, dancing like demonic fangs, and from time to time it overflowed the furnace with a burning crackling sound. Next to the stove, a middle-aged man with black hair and muscular muscles was tapping the anvil with a giant hammer in his hand.

On top of the anvil was a half-finished sword that had been burned red-hot, and it was hammered and shaped by the blacksmith, and the sound of striking iron seemed to merge with the burning sound of the flames, and it was indistinguishable from each other. The blacksmith didn't seem to notice Li Wuming's arrival, but just kept his head and didn't say a word.

Li Wuming snorted twice, put his hands behind his back, and circled around the spot twice, pretending to be watching the swords, guns, swords, and halberds hanging on the wall. The sword, spear, and halberd shone with a cold cyan light, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

"I thought this was a fantasy, but I didn't expect it...... It's true. Li Wuming's hand brushed along the cabinet, stained with a little dust. He looked at his fingers carefully, and then slapped the dust down, "It is rumored that the Investigation Department likes to use illusions the most, and today ...... How did you change your character? ”