"I'm a blacksmith!"

"Jingle ......"

"Strong iron skills!"

"Jingle ......"

"I'm going to beat that big blade beautifully!"

"Jingle ......"

"Oh my God, how the world has changed!"

"Jingle ......"

Tang Feng howled the iron song he created, and at the same time struck the black metal bar hard, knocking three times for each howl, and then looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, trying not to let the tears remain: "A knife at the beginning, and the equipment depends on the ....... Oh my God, why are you playing with me! ”

As a young man who is tired of working overtime every day and becoming a dog, he finally caught a holiday break, and originally wanted to find a game to relax and relax, who knew that he just wanted to turn off the web game advertisement that started with a knife and equipment all relied on playing.... I actually crossed over.

If you come here, you will be safe, and the aspiring young people who have long been influenced by the culture of the crossing, Tang Feng has long been invulnerable, and he has all five poisons, oh, no, it is invulnerable.

He did not feel sorry for himself and self-harm, let alone hate the society, but accepted this reality strongly, and gloriously became a blacksmith in the context of the interstellar age, a very promising profession that inherits the excellent traditional culture of the human race.

Of course, that was the statement of the drunkard father of the previous owner of his body, and he would not admit it.

This is the interstellar era, and there is still a profession like a blacksmith, which is clearly turning back the wheel of history!

This viewpoint has aroused strong repercussions and support among the broad masses and has been put into action.

"Crazy Tang, what's wrong with your head hitting iron early in the morning? What about crying and mourning? ”

Known as the most recognizable and penetrating voice on the Ninth Street of the Eighth Avenue in the southwest district of Guanghua City, the "dragon yin" of the master of the Longmen Martial Arts Hall, Lord Long Wu, began to tell the time on time at six o'clock in the morning.

After the aftermath that was enough to surround the beam for three days dissipated, Tang Feng smacked his lips as if he was aftertaste: "Nineteen and five seconds, tsk, tsk, the power of this female tyrannosaurus has increased again compared to last month." ”

Putting down the black metal piece in his hand, Tang Feng clapped his hands and trembled, his legs trembled, and he got up and walked to the door of the store to greet the arrival of the "adult" of Dragon Dance who came from across the street.

"Ahem"

"The Tang Clan's authentic ancestral military casting technique is produced, and the high-grade divine soldiers are on sale, as long as 9999 star coins, you can't buy 9999 star coins, you can't buy them, you can't be fooled, don't miss it when you pass by!"

Hmph, a little one, I actually dare to call the street with me, so that you can see what is called the strongest voice from the earth!

"If you call it for another hundred years, no one will come to buy your rags, less wordy! Mother's breakfast! ”

Tang Feng was dazzled for a moment, and a white figure poked straight in front of him like a spear.

A city full of contempt, oh no, it was the big face of the street that suddenly came into view, and a pair of huge murder weapons were even more violent and hideous.

The enemy situation is dangerous!

Tang Feng decided to respond to all changes with the same, so he was angry and calm, his body stood still, his eyes were open like a high-precision radar, up and down, left, left and right, scanning and alerting in all directions, not letting go of the slightest change in the enemy's heavy firepower.

Black is long and straight, tight white, height is seventeen-eight, weight fifty-eight, F, well, no, it's G!

It seems to be a little older again, and I don't know what to eat to grow up.

Tang Feng was studying the balance of forces between the enemy and us, and the enemy had brazenly launched a deadly attack.

"Have you ever seen a big fist in a sand bowl? Look again! The old lady forked you to death! ”

Five seconds later, Tang Feng was knocked out on the spot by Lord Dragon Dance with a thunderous speed, and he was defeated.

"It's a small one, and you dare to do it against the old lady!"

Master Long Wu casually pulled Tang Feng aside and walked into the "No. 1 Divine Soldier in the World" with a figure-eight step... Yes.. Blacksmith's shop.

Tang Feng looked at the place seven or eight meters away with a blank expression—there was a big crab in his store, and he was completely stunned.

He remembered that he seemed to be selling weapons just now, no, he was striking iron, and it was not right, he should be playing a game, no! It's selling weapons, no! What was I doing?

Tang Fengtong's shoes were full of sluggishness, and his thinking fell into a dead loop.

"Iron-striker! If you can't see it earlier, my mother will beat you as iron today! ”

Tang Feng Tongshoe, who refused to accept the cruel reality and fell into spiritual self-salvation, finally failed to escape someone's clutches, and was pulled back to reality by the crit of Long's sonic roar.

Hum! It is so insulting to rely on force!

What a reckless man! Gentleman despises!

Hum!

I'm an eight-foot man, and... Don't worry about her as a woman!

After running the Spiritual Transfer Dafa, Tang Fengtong only felt refreshed for a while, and then walked back unhurriedly.

Lord Long Wu was sitting at the dining table with one leg on the stool, one arm on his knee, and a big face that was not angry and arrogant.

Tang Feng smiled contemptuously....in his heart.

Sure enough, a reckless man is a reckless man, his demeanor is vulgar, and he is simply a first-class female bandit leader! Even if the appearance is acceptable and the force is good, it can't be on the big stage!

"Iron-striker! Serve the food to the old lady! ”

I'm a special ironworker, not your cook!

If you dare to be my daughter-in-law, you will be beaten absolutely eight times a day!

Dignity has been trampled on again and again, which is unbearable or unbearable!

Even if you are strong in force, but as a dignified eight-foot man, how can you lose people and lose battles!

Therefore, Tang Feng was furious: "It's only ten minutes!" It only takes 10 minutes to steam! ”

Lord Long Wu was also angry, and he took the case: "Only ten minutes? Are you a man? ”

Tang Wei spurted out a mouthful of old blood: "The surname is Long, you don't want to spew blood!" ”

In relation to the principles: Sex.. On the issue, Tang Feng will resolutely not bow his head!

"The old lady has breakfast, you also grind and chirp, and you still cast a soldier? You can't even strike iron, let your head hit iron! ”

"I see that your Tang family....really can't do it!"

"No wonder your old immortal shook off so early, earned enough black money to retire, and let you come back with such a head with iron!"

"It's a pity, you're more wasteful than the old immortal in your family, you haven't even made a blade for a year, who will buy a bunch of broken copper and iron!"

"The old lady is really blind, and she actually wants you to be a twenty-year-old 'genius' of the fourth order of star power to create weapons for the old lady! The old lady is the one who has an iron head! ”

The taunt like a storm made Tang Feng's brows furrow tighter and tighter, and his face became more and more gloomy.

If he can't hear what he means anymore, he should find a place to dig a pit and bury himself as soon as possible.

Since Tang Feng had "memory", the last head of the Longmen Martial Arts Hall and his cheap father have had a deep friendship, and this relationship has also continued to his and Long Wu's generation, although the two families are not as good as the kind of world friendship that has been passed down for generations, but it is also a friendship for decades.

His cheap dad and the owner of the Dragon Gate Pavilion both belong to the lord of the Divine Dragon, it would be good to see the figure one day in a year, in Tang Feng's opinion, it was a miracle that he and Long Wu could live to be twenty years old.

He and Long Wu are also childhood sweethearts, although later as Long Wu's martial arts talent became more and more terrifying, the number of times the two of them met became less and less.

It wasn't until a year ago that Long Wu returned to the Dragon Gate Martial Arts Hall, and his martial arts cultivation was even more terrifying, a twenty-year-old ninth-order star power martial artist.

And the average realm of most of their peers is the fourth order of star power, the fifth order is considered the elite, the sixth order is the genius range, the seventh order is definitely the genius of the genius, and the eighth order belongs to the demons.

Therefore, Tang Feng was only at the fourth order of star power at the age of twenty, and he could only be regarded as an ordinary talent, if there was no special opportunity, according to the level of science and technology in this era, it would be the end to be able to live a stable life of two hundred years old.

As for the question of whether he has traveled to the future or a parallel space, Tang Feng has also studied it in depth, because there has been a fault in history.

As an old man who can be said to be over forty years old in the sum of two lifetimes, Tang Feng has not had all unrealistic illusions since the time he crossed over, especially in this interstellar era where technology is extremely dreamy and martial arts are at their peak.

Even if he and Long Wu are two childhood sweethearts who have no guesses, and even once relied on each other, Tang Feng still doesn't think that such a martial arts Tianjiao-level goddess will look up to him because of this relationship, stage a drama of Dick Si's counterattack, and then go through his life happily.

That's just the fantasy of an otaku, as a former backbone-level old fritter, his biggest dream in this life is to eat and wait for death, and do his best to enjoy all the good things in the world.

Not to mention anything else, even the various real games and various experiences on the virtual light network are enough for him to study slowly.

Of course, all this needs money, oh no, it is an almighty thing to make confidence, and it just so happens that his cheap daddy who has no end in sight is afraid that he will starve to death, leaving him with a string of numbers that are enough for an ordinary person to squander his life.

And just a year ago, the former owner of his body actually hit his head with iron and saw his childhood sweetheart who had grown into a goddess of the street.

"Iron-striker, if you can kill a desolate beast of the same level, the old lady will warm your bed!"

The grief-stricken ex, in the burning hormones, mentioned that the divine soldier created by his father rushed into the mountains to cut down the beast, but he died before he could get out of the school, which often made the heroic female laugh.

When the Tang Feng who crossed through the accident returned to the blacksmith shop with difficulty, the first thing he saw was the mysterious smile of the dragon dance.

The appearance is off the charts, the force value is off the charts, the domineering is overflowing, and the famous Long Wu is no longer the little kid she was back then, but unfortunately "he" is no longer the same him he was back then.

Therefore, for various reasons, Tang Feng didn't want to know if there was anything hidden or an inside story at all about the current state of Dragon Dance.

It would be great if you could take this opportunity to get rid of the trouble of rubbing white food every day.

He doesn't really want to be played by a woman with a bad personality, even if his appearance is on the street!

On weekdays, that's because Dragon Dance wasn't as vexatious as it is today!

But with Long Wu's actions, Tang Feng completely threw the fantasy of being vexatious out of his mind.

"What does the Dragon Pavilion Master mean?"

Tang Feng asked nonchalantly.

"Qiang"

Long Wu waved his hand, and a silver-white metal sword with cold light appeared out of thin air and inserted it in front of Tang Feng.

With a length of nearly one meter and six meters, the blade is two palms wide, and cracks are clearly visible on the sword body like spider webs, and the word "Tang" is engraved at the end of the sword handle.

Tang Feng didn't touch the sword, and asked expressionlessly, "I haven't learned how to cultivate such a high-level weapon with an iron head!" ”

This is his cheap daddy's forged weapon, a super blade that claims to surpass the performance of A-grade alloy swords, and was given to Dragon Dance a year ago.

At present, the highest-level weapons that can be seen in the market, in addition to various top-level energy light blades, the top-level blades in the cold weapons, which are one of the mainstreams, are all made of A-grade alloys.

Now that it has become like this, what level of combat is it required to destroy this long sword that is as hard as the outer armor of a space battleship.

"This is the divine weapon forged by your Tang family, which is claimed to surpass the A-grade alloy sword! The old lady actually believed it! ”

Long Wu's eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion: "Even the attack power of the ninth order of star power can't be stopped!" The most talented senior brother of my master almost died because of this! ”

"Hand over the super alloy formula, as for you, how far and how far you go!"

Hearing this, Tang Feng smiled.