It seems that soft rice cannot be eaten.

Yun Fan pretended to be unintentional, and said casually: "What are you afraid of, even if you eat, you can still eat people poor, after so many years, I finally woke up, my strength does not allow me to keep a low profile, in fact, I am the son of the Lord of the Holy Light, and my family is rich, just because I was born too handsome, I was jealous and victimized by traitors, as long as you call me brother in the future, I ...... Young Master Shengguang, send money and let you eat lamb kidneys at once!"

"Poof!" Zhao Ziyan spewed out of the food he ate and coughed violently, "You are the son of the Holy Light? I am still the son of the Holy Light and his sister, the Great Lord of the Holy Light? ”

Zhao Ziyan raised his leg.

"Can't fantasize about it?"

Yun Fan put down the chopsticks, who hugs your long legs like chopsticks, I'm not stupid!

"Who made my identity so embarrassing......, don't you say? What the hell is it? Brother is not a brother, sister is not a sister. ”

Zhao Ziyan subconsciously circled his chest, his eyes were full of vigilance: "What do you mean?

Yun Fan smiled and said: "Don't think too much, rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, not to mention that your grass only grows tall and has no appetite, besides, my dignified son of holy light, shameless?"

"Smack!"

Zhao Ziyan slapped the table, and the corner of the table was slapped away, with a look of anger: "What's wrong with my grass? It's in the way of you that it's so beautiful? You really brought it into the role, the son of the Holy Light? You can think of it, I have never seen a son of the Holy Light so shabby, picked it up and put a stone in the crotch cloth." ”

Yun Fan was excited: "Stone, what stone?"

"Stones, your ears are wrong. ”

"I hear you. Yun Fan looked serious, "When Auntie passed away, did you let you keep any secrets and not let me know?"

Zhao Ziyan tilted his head: "There is such a thing? I am stewing soup on the fire." ”

Zhao Ziyan ran to the kitchen.

Yun Fan remembered something and ran to the room.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Zhao Ziyan saw that the situation was wrong, so he hurriedly turned around and followed, and his long legs stopped on the door.

"There's a kind of you going through. ”

Zhao Ziyan had a threatening smile on the corner of her mouth.

Yun Fan reached out and pinched his chopstick-like thighs: "It's impossible to drill, believe it or not, I'll scratch you?"

"You dare to ...... Whew!"

Zhao Ziyan shuddered, Yun Fan successfully broke through the door, walked towards the middle room, and made a gesture to push it open.

"Forget it. ”

Zhao Ziyan's voice came from behind.

"It's not in my mother's room, I'll keep it for you. Zhao Ziyan turned around and walked to his bedroom, turned back and pointed at Yun Fan, "Don't follow." ”

"Who rarely seems. ”

Yun Fan was indifferent, squirming behind the narrow door, I really wanted to take a look.

"Well, this is it. ”

Before Zhao Ziyan came out, a stone flew towards his head.

Yun Fan's eyes were quick and he barely caught it.

Take a look at it and be stunned.

You're blind, aren't you?

Is this a stone?

It's obviously a piece of jade, is it good?

It's just that the styling is terrible.

After shaking his hand, Yun Fan asked again, "Where is the cloth?"

"What kind of cloth?" Zhao Ziyan looked dazed, "Oh, you said the crotch cloth? That's my mother saw that you were too pitiful, and you changed it with my pants, why are you so shameless?"

"So, that's the only thing about who I am?"

Yunfan is playing with the stone, there are no words on it, and there is no dragon-shaped, tiger-shaped or the like, it is mediocre, the only hole can be worn through a thread.

"Otherwise?" Zhao Ziyan was interested, "If my mother hadn't asked me to keep it for you, I would have lost it a long time ago, how could I dislike that I was poor and fantasize that I was really an illegitimate child abandoned by a rich family?"

"That's not true, it's mainly because there are people who want to harm me. ”

Yun Fan found a thread and tied the stone to his body, although there was nothing special about this broken thing, it should be similar to what he guessed, but the stakes were high, and he didn't want to involve Zhao Ziyan.

"Just like you, who will harm you. Zhao Ziyan put away the dishes and chopsticks, "Let's go, take you to meet someone." ”

"See whom?"

"Just go. ”

So mysterious?

Yun Fan was a little curious.

Walking through the exit alley, Yun Fan deliberately slowed down, and the bloody gas in the air disappeared.

He looked around, but saw nothing suspicious, only the next door to the wall, which made a clattering sound.

After going around in a circle, Yun Fan looked at the bare-armed man who was sweating like rain and beating iron beside the burning stove next to the wall, and looked at Zhao Ziyan with a blank expression.

I said, Lao Tie, what are you going to do?

"Uncle Wang!"

Zhao Ziyan ran to the stove, picked up a small iron hammer, and helped to beat the fiery iron piece, sonorous and powerful.

Looking at this posture, she didn't come less.

Well?

Wait a minute?

Uncle Wang?

The old king next door?

Yun Fan subconsciously looked at the facial features of Zhao Ziyan and the iron king.

Fortunately, there are no inherited genes.

Otherwise, Yun Fan's worldview collapsed.

But, what is Zhao Ziyan muttering?

Soon, the old dynasty Yunfan beckoned, "That kid, come here." ”

Yun Fan was shocked, it's not good, it turns out that Zhao Ziyan has had a lot of strength since he was a child, there is a reason, this Wang Lao Wu next door, relying on his ancestral iron-striking skills, has a hard bite to eat, and it is the kind that is full of oil.

There is an endless stream of people who come to him to forge cold weapons, but Wang Lao Wu has a quirk, he only takes orders when he is in a good mood, and he is in a bad mood, who loves to come, Lao Tzu just doesn't strike iron, and if he can't afford to wait, he will get out, and over time, he will be famous far and wide, and his reputation will become bigger and bigger.

But such a person with a strange temperament has been good to him and Zhao Ziyan since he was a child, and iron filings always fall from the nicked little yellow teeth when he laughs.

Yun Fan looked at Zhao Ziyan who was holding his arms in his arms, and finally reacted: he was calculated.

My own time is just like that!

Striking iron?

Hit the hammer!

The devil is fighting you.

I am a glorious paladin.

The future is to use the hammer of holy light to save the dead and help the wounded.

It won't be so miserable.

Yun Fan turned around and was about to run.

was met with a lewd and familiar smile.

How many days are the dogs, who are you?

Monkeys, right?

Hey?

Isn't this guy the monkey spirit with ancestral craftsmanship during the day?

Yun Fan realized it later, and searched for a little bit of relevant information in his memory

Lying grass, Xiao Wang?

Wang Tiezhu!

Your ancestral craft, calloused on your left hand, it's really an ancestral craft!

"Ha, I didn't expect it, right? Yunfan, my family's ancestral craftsmanship is good, right? "Wang Tiezhu is going to come and get him.

You go away!

Yun Fan looked disgusted.

Zhao Ziyan walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Study hard, I'll go and take care of the store with my aunt, Tiezhu, if he runs away, I'll beat you." ”

"Yes, yes, Sister Ziyan!" Wang Tiezhu nodded.

Where is the monkey, a licking dog alive!

Wait a minute?

Nima.

Feelings are a fool themselves.

As early as a few hours ago, he was set up by Zhao Ziyan, and he waited for himself to drill in.

"Xiao Fan, I heard that you have awakened the Holy Light talent?"

Lao Wang Qiaoerlang sat on the wooden shelf with his legs alone, the iron filings under his buttocks fell off with a hookah in his hand, snorting wildly, swallowing clouds and spitting smoke, the tobacco turned into ashes, and he still maintained the chaotic appearance of killing Matt.

"yes. ”

Yunfan looks at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.

The night is too beautiful.

It is impossible to strike iron.

Zhao Ziyan, you wait for me.

"Well, very well, let's help my uncle strike iron. ”

As he spoke, Wang pinched the ash with two fingers and threw a hammer on the shelf.

Yun Fan hurriedly grabbed it like a chartered woman catching a flying axe.

Bang Bang!

Yun Fan's arm was dislocated, and the hammer fell to the ground.

Wozh!