When the army passed, the whole canyon roared and the apes cried, and there were huge beasts crossing the mountain, causing a lot of shock. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The blood cloud does not disperse, because the master is not dead.

In the carriage pulled by the two slippery horses, she suddenly opened her eyes, and those blood-red eyes were as crystal clear as rubies.

The jolt of the carriage revived her.

She had never ridden in a carriage, and remembered that in her hometown, horses were very delicate animals, and she had only seen magnificent carriage convoys when she was young. At that time, she also pulled the corner of her mother's clothes and said, "Grandma, why can't we take the carriage?"

Her mother said, "You'll understand when you grow up." Then the mother would gently bend down and lead her through the long streets as a horse.

"Drive, drive, hahaha. ”

She smiled happily, but through the tent of the carriage, she could see the faces of her relatives. She was also a little girl, so why could she ride in a carriage?

Now that she's grown up, she still hasn't figured it out.

She thought that she and her mother could enjoy the same life, that they could eat the same meals, sleep in the same beds, and ride the same horses. Until her mother's tragic death, she understood that family affection is not something to rely on.

Flee Rome and trek across the river and sea, just to get away from that hell of the human heart.

It's a pity that I fell into another hell.

She opened a gap in the tent of the carriage and looked out at the eerie atmosphere, it was already night. The Falling Eagle Canyon was littered with murderous intent and the pupils of some beasts glistened in the darkness.

Number Four struggles to remember the life-or-death moment.

It was King Tiele who gave his life to save him.

The ferocious cannon fire almost shattered King Tieler's back, but the shadow of an ancient giant god suddenly appeared behind him. Suddenly, there was some voice in front of him, and King Tiele strolled to the carriage and said, "Are you awake?"

Four nodded.

King Tiele said, "Then come out and give up the carriage to the wounded." ”

Number Four just looked at King Tiele and didn't know what to say.

King Tiele thought that the black-robed woman was recuperating from her injuries, and there was no translator. He looked back and saw the army marching in an orderly manner, with a carriage behind him. The carriages were all made of solid wood, and King Tiele looked at the carriage behind him from time to time, and occasionally a woman's murmur could be heard from inside.

The silver-wolf centurion was behind King Tieler, and he kept bleeding.

It's so strange, since the fight with Yi Jigou, the blood can't stop rushing, and the blood that flows out is dark blue. Unfortunately, the centurion could not speak, and he found that Yi Zhigou's coiled dragon silk was exquisitely made, and that there was a hidden miniature machine in it, which had penetrated into the centurion's body, constantly crushing the blood vessels of the wound, and he was careless when chasing down the two assassins, who had more than a dozen ways to poison them.

When the centurion was about to fall, King Tiele held him firmly on the shoulder.

Seeing this, Number Four helped to drag the centurion into the carriage, and he himself opened the gauze tent and got out of the window. She could only sit on the tall horse of King Tieler.

King Tiele said, "It may be a good thing that you do not understand me." People's words are too complicated, so don't listen to them. ”

The Floating Army completely melted into the darkness.

Their skin is tougher, and some powerful individuals are jet-black, with eyes as red as torches. From afar, it looks like a spark that ignites the entire canyon.

King Tiele suddenly turned his head and stared at the old roots of the trees that had long since withered on the mountain.

The old adjutant asked, "What's wrong?"

King Tiele said, "It's nothing, just a mouse." ”

Ah Jiu shook his head behind the tree, and said, "King Tiele is really a very terrible person, but he is not the most terrible. He walked into the intricate branches, and there was a clearing in the center, and in the open space was a small hut, and from time to time curling green smoke rose from it.

The terrain is good, and the old trees and leaves next to it cover the entire open space, and it is difficult to see the fireworks. Coupled with the fact that the old dead trees in the vicinity are like a maze, it is difficult for anyone to find this place.

Ah Jiu entered the house and saw Ah Lu pulling the bellows, and the old blacksmith shouted, "Hurry up......! Ahem!" His wrist spasmed instantly, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, and Ah Lu helped him up.

The old blacksmith said, "It doesn't matter, I'm all right. He leaned his back against the wall to adjust his breathing.

The fire was still burning fiercely, and the sweat dripped into the fire, and there was a "clattering" sound.

The whole room was lit red, and the old blacksmith pulled out a long, thin shadow. The green tendons on his wrists suddenly burst, and he grabbed the hammer again, and began to beat the battered iron.

The scarred greatsword is going through the most important stage of "reforge".

A weapon needs to go through a tedious process such as modeling, smelting, casting, quenching, etc. The blacksmiths did not have the advanced technology of Persia, nor did they have the right measuring tools to the millimeter, so they were all on their own.

The process is extremely arduous.

Among them, the "recasting" is the most difficult, because of the huge size of Alu's sword, it is not cast in a traditional mold, but is beaten manually. Hammer by hammer! Knock out all impurities, all corners.

With the slam of the hammer, the blade of the sword became more and more neat. It has a beautiful orange-red color, like the blood of a warrior, and it is heroic and poignant.

The high temperature must be maintained so that the sword body remains in a "soft" state.

The blacksmith said: "It's getting cold, increase the firepower!"

Ah Jiu picked up one piece of charcoal after another and threw it under the iron plate with precision. Three furnaces are placed horizontally to accommodate the size of the greatsword, which are located at the tip, body, and tail of the sword, and must be evenly fired.

The three of them worked tirelessly, and finally the sledgehammer fell, and with a "bang", the old blacksmith also fell to the ground exhausted.

The greatsword has just taken shape.

But the old blacksmith was already at his limit, and without the old blacksmith's tempering and fire control, the sword body was quickly deformed, and the beautiful orange color was also gone.

The two looked at the old blacksmith and suddenly fell silent. Because the hammer was too hard just now, it was unlikely that the old blacksmith would strike iron again.

The bone of his right wrist was shattered.

Iron has also been abandoned. Not only do they have to re-temper it, but they also have to re-temper it, remove impurities, melt it into a slurry, wait for it to cool and set, and then hammer it from scratch.

Anyone can feel lost.

Ah Jiu said, "Master, it's better to take a break." ”

The old blacksmith smiled: "I still have a hand, even if I don't have enough hands, my teeth are still very hard!"

He pulled the greatsword into the container and shouted, "Increase the firepower and melt it into iron pulp!"

Ah Jiu shook his head slightly.

He admired the old blacksmith very much, but he also felt that it was not easy for the old blacksmith to live until now. No wonder he would forge a sword for Ah Lu, the two of them are simply all the way. Difficulties and setbacks can't knock them down, but make them stronger and stronger, they can't wait to thank their opponents, it is the desperate situation that makes Ah Lu stronger, and it is the tempering of failure again and again that makes the old blacksmith forge a surprising divine weapon.

The rabbit nibbled on a carrot and looked at them suspiciously.

She didn't know why these people were working so hard. (To be continued.) )