Six fingers to the mainland, the empty city, the province of Fengzhao, the Aoshan Iron Villa.

The proud village of Iron Mountain, the world's six major weapons processing factories, is beneath hot magma, a steep mountain peak collapses, houses in the Great Depression are next to each other, and huge pools and craters between mountains and slopes send heat waves from TI. I'm up to time. After a while, it disappeared into the pond.

Cooing

The magma in the pond suddenly got hot, and then it dispersed, and the ripples spread out.

Fourth, the Iron Ore Mountain in the wild, where most of the ore produced is sent to the proud Iron Mountain for processing, and then supplied to the empty city for the construction of military supplies.

Although this is only a small town on the edge of the empty city, it can be said that it is the center of the empty city and the key to the stability of the empty city.

As soon as the sky dawned, the horizon was bright red and rising. The smoke to the left of the lava pool gradually dispersed, revealing a thin figure.

The child on the mountain bag appears to be only five or six years old, and his black hair is a clear face under the short black hair, and a pair of bright eyes hang on his gentle face, which makes him look more mature than his age.

The boy sank on his horse and looked at the magma in front of him. The heat wave slowly moved in both directions. A glimmer of light slowly flowed from his ear, like a stream of water. The other color is heavier than magma, and through his gentle breathing, he gradually burrows through his eyes, ears, and ears. The tender little face immediately wrinkled, then emitted a pleasant buzzing sound, and even gradually emitted a faint halo of charm, and then his mouth slightly, breathing, tapping gently, if you looked closely, you would see that it was a light red light.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and he smiled and said, "I have finally trained to the third layer. ”

His expression changed again, but this time he suddenly became more cautious. The magma seems to be splashing again.

Cooing

The magma begins to heat up every day at this time, much higher than the usual temperature. Each time, it leaves at this moment. Today, maybe I can finally test the temperature of this magma.

The boy slowly closed his eyes. At the same time, he took a very strange action in his hands to protect the field. He took a breath. The flow of air is pure and dark. The magma eventually began to heat up and slide down. When the smoke filled, the smoke enveloped the boy.

"Sucking" The boy's ferocious hand pressed against his waist, his abdomen exclaimed at the speed of sucking, and then rapidly expanded, and a red flush piece quickly burrowed from the pool into his nostrils, and if seen by outsiders, he would yell and the child would be burned to death.

His whole body was red, like a piece of iron and steel, and there was white air above his head. There was no movement in his face anymore. Aside from the boiling sound of magma, there doesn't seem to be any sense of existence.

"Furry!"

The boy's body was thrown out violently and slammed hard on the stone on the mountain, grunting in two circles, his little hand suddenly burst out with a burning red light, and his fingers were inserted into the stone, preventing the fall.

With a sigh of frustration, the boy's arms bent and bent, his body already rolling up the hill with great agility, his clothes soaked, it was hard to imagine how much sweat had made the fire steam in such a hot and dry environment.

The boy was pale and pained, and shook his head helplessly. He said to himself, "The lava is still too hot for me. Year after year, I reached the third level of extreme gang inflammation. It seems that the pace of progress is fast. But it only took three months to go from the first floor to the second floor, and a month ago, I finally reached the second level of skills.

This is a past life memory of Tai Chi and Yin Yang's theories. It belongs to the highest treasury of Taoism.

These words can be taken to extremes. Five years old, five years into this world, five years accompanied by daily hot magma training.

The emaciated boy, in order to save the devil in the daytime, jumped from the Tianzhu Peak of Wudang Mountain, he did not know whether he was immortal or reincarnated. When he landed in this world, death did not come, but was sent home by a lonely old man.

It didn't take long. Although it was incredible, Zhuo Tianmi understood what was happening.

Although he did not die, he did not exist in the previous world and was orphaned. If he says about his family, he has a younger sister, a younger sister, who was picked up by the old man two years later.

In this world, Zhuo Tianfan, after experiencing a sudden calm, is the character of a Taoist priest, and he has seen his life and death.

Perhaps, God gave me a chance, a chance to live for myself.

The voice of the "brother" of the milk was suddenly loud and loud, with a small smile, a small body, a red body, and a wet garment, and as soon as it was roasted, the shape of the body rose and went down.

If his mind wasn't in that sound, he would be amazed to find that he could do three belts at a time, and that each span could reach almost a length. The steep and potholed mountain road seemed completely unable to stop him. A lot.

It must be said that a very tattered era when many friends can't stand this book, in fact, this is indeed a cold beginning, an oversight, and can only be said to be embarrassing. However, age doesn't cause any trouble for everyone's reading, hehe, an indisputable theory is that Lao Tzu is already five years old and the future is not invincible.

"Yinhua, didn't I tell you not to come here?" Zhuo Tianfan smiled and hugged the little girl in front of him. The little girl's face is red, tied together with two horn braids. It's lovely.

"Brother, Uncle Seven is anxious to find you. "It seems that there is an emergency," Zhuo Yinshan suddenly rushed up, and said, "In addition, people also want to see their brother." ”

The seventh uncle is the old man who picked up Zhuo Tianfan and Zhuo Yinshan, but he is the old blacksmith of Ao Xueshan Villa and the owner of Lao Xueshan Villa.

In the Living Blood Mountain Village, everyone who can become a master will be respected by everyone, because their extreme gang will definitely exceed six. Even if the blacksmith doesn't go out, it will be a resounding number.

But when the seventh uncle became a master, he resigned from his position as a blacksmith. On the contrary, he became the owner of the villa, and it was still a difficult day, but the benevolent man who had always said not much.

In order to push open the wooden door, Zhuo Tianfan had already smelled a faint smell of porridge. There are two boiled eggs lying on one side, and only half of the bowl of porridge is full today, even on the surface of the porridge.

Peacetime is almost impossible to imagine. Today it is so true that the seventh uncle's salary is very low, but it is necessary to raise Zhuo Tianfan and Zhuo Yinshan, who are growing up.

More than a year ago, the Seventh Uncle taught himself magma in the morning when no one was around, slowly instilling the gang with an intolerable inflammation that he waited every morning for himself to come back for breakfast. Splash

It's been more than a year, Huang Tianqi sat on the chair with a smile, and only whispered: "Seventh uncle, eat." "Right here. The curtain was lifted, and a hunchbacked old man was furious in front of Huang Tianqi. He has no hair on his head, cloudy eyes, a whole body that smells of green and oil, and his hands are clean, with strange joints that are a little red. The eyes are buried deep in the pit, but seem to be dying.

But it seems that he was already like this five years ago, everyone thought that he would die at any time, but he still lived strong to the present, living more steadily than anyone else.

"Fan'er, this year, you are five years old. Uncle Seven's voice trembled slightly.

Huang Tianqi was slightly stunned, in his impression, Uncle Seven never spoke when he ate, and his tone never seemed to fluctuate.

"Yes, Uncle Seven. ”

Uncle Seven carefully drank all the porridge, and licked the bowl stingily, his face seemed to be better, and his eyes gradually became a little clearer: "Fan'er, eat first, after eating, Uncle Seven has something to say to you." ”

Huang Tianqi nodded, carefully broke and peeled the egg, and sent it to Zhuo Yinshan's bowl with a smile.

"You eat. Seventh Uncle Huo Ran raised his hand to stop his movements, and his voice was surprisingly calm and resolute.

"I have one more. "Huang Tianqi has a very good relationship with Zhuo Yinshan, he has taken care of him from childhood to adulthood, and he was just picked up by someone in his previous life, and it is rare to have a younger sister.