"It's okay...... it's okay," Francie shook his hands repeatedly: "I don't know what you want to do, but no matter what you want to do, I will give my full support!

"This ......" looked at the pile of pig iron that fell under his feet, and looked at Francie with some embarrassment, these are not just a pile of pig iron, they can also be said to be a pile of money! Franlin Blacksmith Shop, although it used to be the second largest blacksmith shop in Auckland, even if it is temporarily ranked first, the income is far less than that of Lucas Blacksmith for the time being.

Such two carts of pig iron are also a large expense for Franlin Blacksmith's Shop.

"Energetic, let you use it, you can use it! If you are a man, you will have less of this and that!" Franlin waved his arm vigorously, with an impatient look: "Lao Tzu can afford to lose this money!"

A few blacksmiths around him twitched the corners of their mouths, the price of iron ore is not too expensive, but the price of pig iron is not cheap. Ordinary content of iron ore, ten catties can produce one catty of pig iron, this thousand catties of pig iron is equivalent to 10,000 catties of ore!

Franlin's blacksmith shop is not rich, and two thousand catties of pig iron are almost one-tenth of Franlin's property!

Qianjin's chest was slightly hot, and he didn't know if it was the slight heat caused by the hot air inhaled by the iron breathing method turning in the dead body, or the slight heat caused by Franlin's words, but he secretly made up his mind that he must give Franlin a few weapons that were qualified to take out the auction in the future to repay him.

The hammer was raised again, and the sound of metal colliding and flying sparks became the main theme in the yard for a while.

After lunch, everyone didn't ask what Qianjin was going to do, but watched him strike iron from noon until late at night, until all three truckloads of iron ore were beaten into iron essence.

Franlin played with the unusual metal in his hand, guessing left and right what it was, how was it so different from the fine iron in Pingyue? Even if he had a level 9 or even 10 blacksmith, the kind of blacksmith level that could shock people to death, the kind of blacksmith level that could shock people to death, it should be a level 9 or 10 fine iron, how could he forge a strange metal that he didn't know at all?

Franlin took advantage of the twilight to come to dinner, and asked in a low voice because of excessive fatigue, which consumed almost all the strength of the fighting energy and the iron breathing method: "What is this?"

"This. Qianjin smiled: "It's an iron spirit." ”

When the ...... The shiny iron spirit slipped from Franlin's hand and fell to the ground, and Gollum rolled all the way to the stove before he stopped rolling, and he looked at the real energy in a daze, and his whole mind went blank.

Iron essence only exists in rumors, and I have never seen it, and it is claimed that only fighting soldiers will add the special and superb material iron essence! Iron essence is not at the same conceptual level as refined iron? Even if it is a tenth-level refined iron, it is like an iron essence like a clod of earth and stone bricks in front of the iron essence?

"You ......"

"Store manager. Scratching his head, he whispered, "I'm going to participate in a trial at the academy in a few days, so I want to use a handy weapon." After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to simply build my own fighting ......"

Franlin's palm suddenly blocked Qianjin's mouth, his face was extremely cautious, and he lowered his voice and said, "Just tell me about this matter." Don't tell anyone, I don't care if you can really build a fighter, but you remember it for me. After this weapon is ready and tried, immediately wrap it in canvas for me! In the entire city of Auckland, there are only a few fighting soldiers? You are only a first-year warrior student, I'm afraid you are only a second-level or third-level warrior, right? If you attract the attention of the soldiers above the eighth level, they will really take the risk to kill you for the sake of this fighting soldier!"

"I'm afraid it's not just an eighth-level warrior......" Franlin thought about it very seriously: "Even the city lord may be tempted......"

"He doesn't have a fight?"

"Boy, does anyone think there are too many fighters?"

Energetic touched the red head door that was knocked red by Franlin jumped up and nodded, it was precisely because he knew that Franlin would not say anything about going out to fight, so he told the venerable store manager that he knew what Franlin said since he was a child.

However, he didn't worry much about someone snatching the knife, as a ninth-level warrior, even if he didn't have a fighter in his hand, he could almost walk sideways in the entire Auckland City with a kitchen knife, and if he added a fighting soldier with a horse chopping knife, except for Fabreids, his daughter and the city lord, there was really no one who could beat him in a solo fight.

As for the city lord, he didn't take it too seriously, according to Fabredis's words, now the city lord Zagallo is a very smart person, and he is not having a good time, and many things need Fabraids's help.

A smart man, when he was very upset, he didn't believe that he would offend Fabradis, the only one who could help suppress the Kai family, for the sake of a fighter.

After dinner at the blacksmith shop, I rested in the hammock in the backyard, looked up at the sunset on the horizon, and felt the little bit of fighting spirit in my body that grew back.

After a day of crazy forging iron essence, he felt that when he used the iron breathing method, the amount of calories that could be stored in his body seemed to increase compared to before, and even the ninth-level fighting strength was also increasing.

The stars replaced the sunset, and he jumped out of the hammock with his arm that had regained his strength, and he was going to enter the endless world later, without enough physical strength, Blake's face was difficult to look like it could be scared to death.

At night in Auckland City, the streets are usually very quiet, except for a few taverns with loud noises, and only the occasional passing city seeker is considered to be crowded.

Several unbridled shouts rang out from across the street, and Qianjin frowned slightly and looked at the three people who were walking towards him in the distance, holding wine bottles in their hands, supporting each other and staggering forward.

"Drunk so early?" Dry raised his eyebrows to look at the moon in the sky, in the past, at this time the drunkards were drunk, and it would be another two hours before the drunkards appeared on the streets.

"Whew...... Oh...... I'm the greatest adventurer of Zhence......"

"I am the greatest warrior ......"

"I am the lord of the country! all the beauties' ** are my ......"

The drunken shouts constantly echoed over the streets. Energetic raised his hand to cover his nose and sped up his pace, secretly shaking his head and smiling helplessly, this kind of drunk and crazy person is usually an unhappy person......

Wrong!

Qianjin suddenly felt a sense of murderous intent! His eyes opened rapidly, and his right foot and ankle on the ground twisted rapidly with the explosion of ninth-level fighting energy, and his body flashed quickly to the side like a whip flicked out of thin air!

At the moment when it was launched vigorously, a snow-bright sword light suddenly erupted in the dark night, and the gorgeous sword light reflected the cold light of the three moons in the sky, blooming with the killing intent of the forest cold!