The little arson expert stared at Fang Fan's unfamiliar face and said solemnly, "You haven't told me yet, how did you survive?"

Fang Fan sighed: "This ...... It's a long story. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The little arsonist frowned and said, "So you don't want to talk about it again?"

Fang Fan clapped his hands and said, "You really understand me."

The little arson expert helplessly spread his hands, and then took a step forward, grabbed Fang Fan's face, and said: "Your craftsmanship on this face is very exquisite, you can't even see that it is a disguise at all."

Fang Fan angrily knocked off the hand of the little expert in arsoning and said, "This is leather."

The little arson expert took a step back in astonishment and said, "Then you ......"

Fang Fan said helplessly: "I'd better spend a little more saliva."

After a while, Fang Fan finally explained everything that happened along the way. The little arson expert who had been listening with his ears open was silent for a long time, sighed deeply, and said: "Only you can do this, if you are someone else, I am afraid that you will sink forever."

Actually, I also arrived in Beixing City that day, but I have been blocked outside by the people of the Tomahawk Alliance, and I can't kill them at all. ”

Fang Fan patted the arson expert on the shoulder and said, "I know that you are free and easy by nature, it is really impossible for you to fight against the Tomahawk Alliance alone, I understand."

The little arson expert said in a low tone: "I always feel unworthy of being called friends with you, you have disappeared for a long time, and I still can't do anything."

Fang Fan smiled: "There is one thing now, only you can do it."

The little arsonist had his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "What's the matter?"

"Others don't know, but I know it very well, your refining skills are at the level of a grandmaster." As he spoke, Fang Fan took out the [Lei Xiao] design drawing from his backpack.

The little arson expert reached out to take it, shook his head and said, "There is such a coincidence in the world?" Could it be that God arranged it? ”

Fang Fan smiled and said, "Who made me a person with great luck, this picture is not difficult for you, right?"

The little arsonist waved his hand and said, "Sprinkle water."

"And what if we add another piece of Starfall Iron?" Fang Fan looked at the little expert in arranging fire expectantly.

"This ......" the arson expert hesitated, "the design drawings are here, and the weight of the material cannot be more or less."

Fang Fan didn't speak, his eyes were blazing and he looked at the little arson expert.

"Good...... Okay......" The little arson expert said deflated: "It's very difficult, but you can try, but the possibility of failure is very great, how many materials do you have?"

Fang Fan slowly raised a finger.

The little arson expert suddenly said excitedly: "One copy?!"

Fang Fan nodded heavily.

"What about playing?"

Fang Fan said happily: "You must do it, you must do it."

The little arson expert sighed helplessly: "Bring the materials."

Fang Fan immediately handed over the materials he had collected these days, and put them into his backpack with the little expert arson, his hand still stretched out to Fang Fan, but Fang Fan just smiled, but he didn't see him take things from his backpack.

"How?" The little arson expert hooked his fingers and said, "Take it all?"

"I didn't ...... No more......" Fang Fan rubbed his hands together with a smile on his face.

The little arson expert spurted out a mouthful of old blood and scolded: "Don't you have a copy?!"

Fang Fan smiled and said, "Since you are a grandmaster-level refiner, you must have this material that I lack, right?"

"In just a few months, you don't know who you learned from such a scoundrel, I am a loser to you." The little arson expert looked up at the sky and shook his head helplessly, and then took out the mixed yuan sand and empty pole crystal from his backpack.

The little arson expert said quite painfully: "These two things are the only thing I have gained from coming to this desert, and I didn't think it would be all cheap for you."

There must be void crystals around the mixed sand, which is an associated mineral.

Fang Fan patted the shoulder of the little arson expert, and said, "Good steel is used on the blade, and when I use this sword in the future, I will often think of you."

The little arson expert said with a bitter face: "I'd rather you don't think of me."

Fang Fan was still about to speak, and the little arson expert immediately intercepted and said, "You stop for a while, find a shady place, and prepare the refining weapon."

Fang Fan agreed.

"That's right." The little arson expert suddenly said, "How did you get here?"

Fang Fan patted the bone feathers under him.

And the little arson expert, only then did he notice the white-bone beast under Fang Fan.

"Your mount is pretty chic, isn't it?" The little arsonist looked around in a circle at the bone feathers.

The bone feather seemed to be impatient, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and a low roar sounded in his throat.

"How?" The little expert in arranging the fire carried the paper umbrella on his shoulder, looked at the bone fang feather with a smile and said, "You want to do it to me?"

What answered him was the breathtaking roar of the bone fang.

The sound wave rolled, spreading outward in a circle, and along the way, the yellow sand stirred up, and then exploded into a cloud of yellow mist in the violent air wave.

"The temper is not small." The little arson expert raised his eyebrows, and the paper umbrella immediately blocked in front of him, blocking out all the sound waves and dust and fog from the impact. Then, with his left hand, he grabbed the umbrella bone and slammed it inward, and the sonic dust and fog disappeared in an instant.

Bone Fang Feather's eyes suddenly showed anger, got rid of Fang Fan who was sitting on his body, roared and grabbed a claw, and five wind blades condensed in the air, roaring and attacking the little arson expert.

Fang Fan, who was standing on the side, crossed his arms and seemed indifferent to the fight in front of him, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

On the other side, the wind blade has rushed in, the little expert in arson smiled slightly, the paper umbrella opened, and the sound wave that was several times stronger than before suddenly spread out with yellow dust, and the five wind blades collapsed in an instant, and the bone feathers were also thrown high by the wind as if they had been hit hard, and they flew out several meters.

"A little beast dares to show off his might in front of me!" The little arsonist smiled unruly and used an umbrella to cover the slanting sun that almost fell into the ground.

The bone fang feather was honest again, whimpered and got up from the ground, and walked back to Fang Fan's side dejectedly, looking at Fang Fan's eyes pitifully.

Fang Fan couldn't help but laugh, touched the head of the bone fang, and said, "His strength is much stronger than mine, you are not dying."

Hearing this, the eyes of the bone fang feather really became more bitter.

……

By the time the two of them and one beast left the island, it was already completely dark, and the little arson expert had been drifting around on a raft all the way, and the reason why Fang Fan didn't find his raft before entering the island was because the raft was buried in the yellow sand.

At this time, the three of them were heading towards a volcanic island, after getting the two pieces of fragments in the hands of the little arson expert, Fang Fan already knew his specific location, and of course he also knew the location of the volcanic island, sailing according to the map, looking for something, it would be very simple.

It's a pity that the location of the sword shrine is still not on the map, and if you only rely on imagination, you will never find the sword shrine that has made countless people crazy.