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"If it weren't for the fact that you look too much like him, I really can't believe that someone like Ilyin would marry and have children. The old dwarf Barton Hammer looked out the window at the rainstorm and sighed, "You know what?www.biquge.info ”

"I don't have a very deep impression of him anymore. ”

"I heard that he died in Liuyun, at the hands of the legendary Dragon Emperor. If this is to say that this is fate, it is not wrong, and only the Dragon Emperor is qualified to kill him. Barton said word for word, his voice like a roaring war drum, "No one else can take his life." ”

Ian looked at Barton in surprise. Barton's evaluation is already very, very high, even the top hunter in the hall can't guarantee that he won't die somewhere else, and Ian's father is always just an alchemist with weak physical strength.

Except for the Dragon Emperor, no one could kill him. In other words, no one but the Dragon Emperor could be his opponent.

At this moment, a group of fiery red creatures flew through the sky. Flamingos that burn like flames give the gloomy sky a glow of color. These birds struggled in the storm, soaring in the wind, like flames that did not want to be extinguished, fighting against the wind and rain. Fighting, then being knocked down by the mighty wind and rain, and finally dying, but when it lands, it can burn a real flame, even if only for a moment.

Ian had never seen a creature like this before, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the flamingo that was trapped in a bamboo cage. The captured flamingo was very weak, and its reddish eyes seemed to be extinguished at any moment. But it still held its cockscomb head high and looked out.

At this moment, Ian only felt that a string in his heart was quietly fluctuating. He suddenly felt the urge to cry, to rush into the rainstorm and cry for a good time.

"Flamingos have lived in volcanoes for hundreds of years, maybe even thousands of years. Barton the Dwarf looked at the caged flamingo with pity, "But no hunter has ever succeeded in domesticating a flamingo for so many years. Do you know why? The flamingo has a fire gall in its body, and it can rely on this fire gall to spew blazing flames against those who want to violate it. But at the same time, the fire gall will quickly wither after the fire has been sprayed, and it only takes a few minutes for the flamingo to die with the withered fire gall. ”

The dwarf Barton paused, and continued, "I think that if it weren't for the fact that its fire gall had withered, it would have breathed fire to burn the bamboo cage and then flew back into the sky. The sky is the limit for birds. ”

Ian silently walked over to the cage and lifted it. The flamingo glanced at him, then fluttered and flew outside, but it had little strength left, and only flew a very low altitude before being knocked to the ground by the heavy rain. It was soaking wet, but it was embarrassed, struggled to get up, and continued to flutter and fly into the sky until it was knocked to the ground for the last time, and could no longer get up.

Nicole, who was in the far corner of the room, watched this scene, covered her mouth with red eyes, and tried not to let the tears flow.

The flamingo died, and Barton didn't look at it again. His face was always calm, as if he didn't say the sensational words before, he just read them word by word from the book, and when he finished reading it, it was over, and that's it.

"Flamingos fleeing the volcano on such a large scale, I'm afraid this side of the hall will be very sad. Barton said softly, "I was confident before, but do those guys really know about the Dragon King?"

"Huh?" Barton's voice was quiet, and Ian didn't hear it.

"Oh, nothing, I mean there's no alchemist in the hall like your father anymore. Your father is the only human alchemist I admire, and like me, he always thinks that other human alchemists are a bunch of stupid hats. So your father's popularity in the hall is very bad, especially in the field of alchemy, but there is no doubt that if your father lives until now, he will definitely be able to become the Sunflower Lord of this generation. ”

Ian didn't quite understand what Lord Sunflower meant. But he captures Patton's phrase "He, like me, always thinks that the other human alchemists are a bunch of stupid hats." So Ian hesitated, but walked back to his desk, picked up the blueprint of the "Lady of the Musk Moon", and handed it to Barton.

"What is this?" Barton just opened and glanced at it, and immediately exclaimed, "Goddess Musk Moon! my God, your father actually finished it in Liuyun!"

"You know it?"

"The 'Musk Moon Goddess' project was an idea that your father and I discussed together. Barton held the yellowed blueprint, his hands trembling with excitement, "In the midst of the prevalence of the Silver Crossbow in the halls, create a primitive weapon with no upper limits. In the eyes of the rest of the people, this is a show teasing's plan, my God, they are the show teasing! Your father is a genius, a real genius! He actually completed the Musk Moon Goddess in Liuyun. ”

But he didn't have time to do it. ”

", of course he can't do it, that guy is too arrogant. He really thought that he could design and make it, and the forging and alchemy technology could not be compared to the dwarves who had been passed down for thousands of years. Not to mention my Barton Hammer, the last of the Dwarven Hammer family!"

Barton said a bunch of words that Ian didn't understand, and Ian said in a daze, "Inherited for thousands of years, aren't the dwarves extinct a long time ago?"

"As long as I live, the dwarves will not be wiped out, and the Hammer Family will still exist!" Barton put away the drawings and quickly put them into his arms, "Believe me, little Yilin, although this bow and arrow is not so easy to make, it is still no problem to hand over a prototype to me." Wait for me for seven days, and I will definitely give you a prototype of the Musk Moon Goddess. Believe me, I swear in the name of the Dwarven Hammer family!"

As he spoke, the dwarf Barton raised his right hand with a reverent expression. Although Ian didn't trust the labor-dwarved Hammerhammer family and didn't know what it was, he could see the flame in Barton's eyes, the flame that belonged to the master blacksmith.

Ian nodded, and didn't correct Barton for calling him the wrong name. Barton, who had Ian's consent, happily turned around and ran, as if he was afraid that Ian would repent, and rushed into the rain alone.

Ian watched as Barton's figure quickly disappeared into the rain, and was silent for a long time.

The flamingo in the rain was dead and lay motionless on the ground. There are more flamingos in the sky that are falling down, and more flamingos climbing upwards. Ian looked at the scene in front of him, and then walked into the rainstorm, feeling the thunder of the rain.

How long is 10 years? It can change a lot of things, but maybe, it can't change anything.