Darkness and Tolstoy came closer, and saw a dwarf with a strange little hammer on his waist approaching them.

"Hey, Tolstoy, it looks like you've had a good rest in the past few years, you're full of red light, and you haven't eaten less vegetarian at first glance!" Hahaha......" Hierro teased Tolstoy a few words as soon as they met, and the mustache on his lips trembled.

In the entire dwarven city, which dwarf doesn't know that the forging grandmaster Tolstoy is old, and the medicine master does not allow him to drink, eat meat, or pick up girls, and even forging has to do what he can, and he is not allowed to exert too much effort.

No drinking, no meat, no pickling, no blacksmithing, for a dwarf, especially for a traditional dwarf like Tolstoy, this is simply the greatest shame in life, because dwarves are born for these few things.

Hearing Hierro's ridicule, Tolstoy blew his beard, his eyes widened, he picked up the forging hammer hanging on his waist and rushed over, but time did wear down his strength, and now Tolstoy could only use his cane, like a skeleton soldier called by a necromancer, and "run" forward step by step.

"Teacher, you wait for me! The pharmacist won't allow you to exercise too vigorously!" It was a private visit, and Hierro only invited him and Tolstoy, and Fat Tiger and Rayser were not there, and if something happened to Tolstoy, it would be the responsibility of the dark.

In order for Tolstoy to live a few more years, Dark must stop Tolstoy.

Fortunately, Tolstoy did not "run" fast, and stopped him in two steps.

"Teacher, teacher, you are angry. He stood in front of Tolstoy, his hands wide open, and stopped Tolstoy like a hen guarding her cubs.

"Don't stop me, don't stop me! I'm going to kill him!" Tolstoy was clung to death, and the forging hammer in his hand was still wielding desperately. He stuck a head out from under his dark armpit and shouted at Hierro: "You wait for me! Let's go head-to-head! Don't run away if you lose!"

The dwarves have a temper tantrum that blows up at all......

When he stopped Tolstoy, he sighed helplessly.

"Tolstoy, I tell you, I'm not afraid of you, let's go head-to-head, I can give you one hand!" Hierro stood in the distance and jumped on his feet and shouted, but he was slow to come up.

Fools come up!

The weight of the forging hammer in Tolstoy's hand was very clear, Hierro knew very well, he didn't think that the small hammer "baton" in his hand could block Tolstoy's forging hammer, even if the solidified gravity enhancement circle in the "baton" could make this little thing burst out with the same weight as Tolstoy's forging hammer.

The volume is hard, and under the collision of the two phases, the "baton" with a handle that is only one-tenth of the thickness of the forging hammer will be directly taken off because of the force.

Tolstoy struggled for a while, and when he saw that Hierro was slow to come up, he laughed and said, "You coward!

"I'm not, let's go it alone!" exclaimed Hierro.

"Come here, then. Tolstoy hooked his fingers provocatively, and the old fellow was still like a child, and he had to fight for that breath.

"I ...... I'm not going to go!" Hierro jumped again, but he didn't speak with as much confidence as he had just now.

Clamor is clamour, if he is really allowed to fight with Tolstoy, he will never will. Although Tolstoy was a hundred years older than him, his long forging made him amazingly powerful, far from Yerobi's.

"Hahaha, you're a coward!" said Tolstoy, retracting the hammer and re-attaching it to his waist.

This time, Tolstoy pulled a game back.

"Hmph, I'm not, you don't dare!" Hierro snorted, and hung his "baton" back on his waist.

"It's a big deal, the two of us will fight again in the future, don't forget, your 'baton' is what I did for you, it is not enough to see in front of my invincible hammer technique!" Tolstoy also snorted, his face arrogant.

Hierro couldn't refute this, because the small hammer "baton" he used for interrogation was really forged by Tolstoy for him, using Celestial Star Gold and Qianjun Sand, which was a fifth-level magic equipment.

To put it bluntly, Hierro once asked Tolstoy, and Hierro, who was caught with this pigtail, blushed and turned white for a while, but he couldn't have a seizure, and almost suffocated him out of internal injuries.

Still blocked the idea of his teacher continuing to talk about the matter.

"Teacher, teacher, we are here to watch Mr. Hierro's unparalleled interrogation, not to fight, let's go in. Gloom said.

"That is, Tolstoy, don't you want to learn from your little apprentice? Hierro found the dark staircase and hurried down the stairs.

Tolstoy raised his head arrogantly, and could see that Hierro was very happy when he ate it, and he didn't have the heart to continue to embarrass Hierro at the moment.

"Okay, anyway, you can't beat me, you can't beat me, you can't say me, I have a lot of adults, let's let you go first. Why don't you lead the way?"

Hierro rolled his eyes, not wanting to say anything to Tolstoy, lest he be provoked by him again and lose control of his temper, and the two really fought.

If it really starts fighting, he will definitely be the one who suffers.

The two entered the castle under Hierro's leadership.

"Although my castle is a condensed version, it has not shrunk in terms of defensive capabilities, after all, there are many enemies in our business, and this castle has helped me very much, and I have escaped several assassinations with it. Hierro introduced his castle as he walked.

This introduction is mainly for the first time to come to the dark, Tolstoy has been here many times, is very familiar with this place, even without Hierro, Tolstoy can take the dark here safely.

"Treat the host and guests to tea. With a soft voice, a red-haired feminine Terran woman appeared in front of the three of them with a tea tray holding three cups of black tea.

"Thank you, Mayvi. Tolstoy, who was obviously acquainted with the woman, took two cups of tea directly from her, one for Hierro, one for himself, and only for himself.

Hierro had a playful smile on his face, and Tolstoy glared at him viciously, but did not speak.

"What is this little brother's name?" asked the woman named Mei Wei in a charming voice.

I only felt that a feminine spiritual power had penetrated into my spiritual sea, and with the soft voice, I actually felt a little confused.

Spiritual charm!

This woman is still a mysterious psychomancer!

Unlike magicians, the methods of psychic warlocks are not very aggressive, but they are much more strange and hidden, and some powerful psychosorcers are comparable to puppet demons in terms of spiritual power, and can easily control people's spirits.

In fact, the emergence of this profession was also inspired by the puppet demons.

The woman's spiritual charm is not strong, it seems that she just wants him to make a fool of herself, who instructed him, you can think of it with your feet.

Hierro wanted to make Tolstoy make a fool of himself, but this trick could not be used on Tolstoy, only on the dark.

The disciple is ugly, and the teacher has no face, right?

Of course, Gloomy couldn't follow his wishes.

The feminine spiritual power probed into the spiritual sea and wanted to control it, but the dark spiritual sea immediately launched a counterattack.

A spiritual tide rushed away.

(End of chapter)