Pushing open the firewood door, she found that Lin Yuechan was not asleep, staring at the wooden beam in a daze. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Sister Yuechan, I'm back", Demon Zangfeng said softly.

Lin Yuechan came back to her senses, nodded silently, and said nothing.

The effect of Ganoderma lucidum powder can be said to be immediate, Lin Yuechan is now in addition to a faint pain in her back, and the concussion in her heart has almost healed.

"Are you hungry", Demon Zangfeng said subconsciously.

Lin Yuechan shook her head, after drinking Ganoderma lucidum powder, she would not feel hungry if she didn't eat all day.

Demon Zangfeng took the remaining vegetables and simply stir-fried the leftover rice from yesterday.

When the demon Zangfeng finished eating and cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Lin Yuechan on the side suddenly said, "Xiao Feng, can you talk to me?"

Hearing Lin Yuechan take the initiative to speak, Demon Zangfeng's spirit was shocked, and he dropped the unbrushed bowl and came to the bedside.

In the past few days, Lin Yuechan has been left at home alone, and Demon Zangfeng is faintly guilty about this.

"Xiao Feng, do you remember when you were a child, you clamored for Uncle Lin to help you buy toys, but you were taught a hard lesson by Aunt Mei, and then we cut bamboo stools, bamboo chairs, hammocks, and ...... in the withered bamboo forest."

Demon Zangfeng leaned on the side of the bed and nodded slightly, when he accidentally cut his fingers, he cried very sadly, and when he was hugged and comforted by Sister Yuechan, he found that her hands were full of scratched marks.

"Xiao Feng, when you were a child, you liked to eat sugar, there was no silver to buy at that time, we went to the flower garden every night to secretly pick silver leaf grass, put it in our mouths and chew it, but it was sweet......"

Demon Zangfeng fell into memories, and when he saw Ruan Xiaomei buying a sugar gourd for her biological child, he didn't dare to ask for it, so he clamored for Lin Yuechan to buy it for himself.

She risked finding out that her hands would be broken, so she went to the Lin clan's back garden to secretly pick sweet silver-leaved grass, and then she had to follow, so she couldn't stop it and took herself.

"Xiao Feng ......"

Listening to the gentle whispers, Demon Zangfeng's heart gradually warmed.

At some point, the girl's murmur was only shallow breathing, and she fell asleep quietly.

Looking at Lin Yuechan gently, Demon Zangfeng took a worn-out pu fan and gently fanned the wind for her.

I remember that countless hot summer days, they have always taken care of themselves like this.

......

When he walked out of the firewood room, it was much later than usual, which made Demon Zangfeng temporarily dispel the idea of going to the Hidden Sword Pavilion to have a look.

Quickly came to the swordsmithing place, and when I entered, I found that the people inside were almost all there.

In front of the eyes of the crowd, Demon Zangfeng was just about to walk to his casting table, when suddenly his soul moved slightly, and he felt a wisp of malice mixed with it.

Subconsciously met Lin Ding's gaze, the latter lowered his head in a slight panic and continued to hammer the iron.

Demon Zangfeng frowned slightly, and from his sight just now, Demon Zangfeng seemed to read a taste of relief.

Thinking of Lin Yue's reminder, Demon Zangfeng subconsciously looked at Lin Yuan's casting table and found it empty.

The pace under his feet did not stop, and from Lin Ding's flustered look just now, Demon Zangfeng seemed to smell an unusual smell.

Not far away, Lin Ding was tapping on the fine iron for a while, but the corner of his eye was motionless and paying attention to the demon hidden feng.

Recalling the way he looked at him just now, Lin Ding was a little undecided in his heart, could it be that he had discovered something.

But after thinking about it, Lin Ding shook his head again, impossible, there were so many people looking at him just now, how could he pay attention to himself alone, it must be a coincidence.

Then Lin Ding secretly glanced at Demon Zangfeng several times, and saw that he didn't look at him on the way, so he was relieved.

Demon Zangfeng didn't look back at Lin Ding from beginning to end, because he didn't have to look back, he could feel a sight coming from behind him.

While forging iron, Demon Zangfeng secretly thought to himself, if anyone would find trouble for himself, then Lin Yuan would only lose to his two Qi Enhancement Pills.

This morning, he asked for himself again and wanted to get back his two Qi Enhancement Pills, but I didn't agree.

Squinting slightly, Demon Zangfeng's already meticulous brain was running rapidly.

Combined with Lin Yue's words, the eyes of the two of them looked at them with ill intentions, if Lin Yuan wanted to retaliate alone, Lin Ding would not show that kind of expression.

And when I just came in, Lin Ding seemed to be relieved to see me.

Lin Yuan did not show up in the afternoon.

Revenge is often accompanied by a purpose, a benefit.

What I have in my body is the Qi Enhancement Pill!

All the details were connected in series, and Demon Zangfeng's eyes froze, and he had a rough inference about the front and back of the matter.

Lin Yuan lost his Qi Enhancement Pill in a gamble, and he couldn't get it back from me, so he wanted to take revenge, so he used the Qi Enhancement Pill as a lure to unite with Lin Ding, and planned to do something to me.

He was absent in the afternoon because he was afraid of his own strength and planned to ambush and attack together.

After pushing things forward, Demon Zangfeng's hand holding the heavy hammer tightened, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

People don't mess with me, I don't offend people, and if that's the case, then he doesn't mind repeating the incident of a fat man.

Demon Zangfeng is now a master of the arts, he is a sword disciple in the fourth stage, and he has 2,200 catties of strength to support his body, plus a fifty percent increase in "power liberation", and there is also "Divine Soul Acceleration" to help at critical moments.

Lin Yuan, a swordsman with a fourth-stage swordsman and Lin Ding, a swordsman with a fifth-stage, Demon Zangfeng really didn't pay attention to it.

The only thing to be careful about now is whether Lin Yuan will call someone to help.

But Demon Zangfeng is sure, as long as it is not Lin Chengyu, Lin Yan, Grizzly Bear, and Tuosen first-class, he can easily defeat the other party!

Slowing down the speed of exercising the fine iron, Demon Zangfeng secretly retained his strength.

One afternoon, just as a snap of his fingers passed, Lin Ding's heart beat irrepressibly.

When the time came, he walked out of the sword-forging ......

Demon Zangfeng put away the forged hundred refined iron, and because he had reserved his strength, he only forged three pieces in the whole afternoon.

Picking up the iron bucket, Demon Zangfeng took a total of sixteen pieces of forged refined iron, and walked towards Lin Ding calmly.

Suddenly, seeing the demon Zangfeng coming over, Lin Ding's instinctive heart weakened.

"Help me register, this is forged fine iron", came to Lin Ding's side, and Demon Zangfeng said lightly.

Hearing that he was here to register, Lin Ding quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with strange enthusiasm, "Little brother came to register so soon, I was a little strict with you before, but that's all because I saw your potential, don't take it to heart."

Demon Zangfeng raised his eyebrows, and handed over the iron bucket with a nonchalant smile, "I didn't expect Lin Xian to take care of me so much."

"It's not", Lin Dinggan smiled dryly, stretched out his hand and said, "I see that you have submitted the task of quenching iron this morning, is this the hundred refined iron that has been forged recently, it can be forged in just a few days, the little brother is really talented"

"It's okay", Demon Zangfeng replied indifferently, handed the iron bucket in his hand to Lin Ding's hand, and then let go of his fingers.

A rookie sword-forging apprentice may not be able to complete the highest standard of quenching iron in half a month, but the kid in front of him, the first quenching iron forged a hundred scales, although it is the lowest density of pig iron, but it is still an extremely shocking thing.

It is worthy of being a freak who can beat two thousand five hundred catties of brute force, but after three days, I don't know how many pieces of refined iron he forged this time, two pieces, or three pieces.

Hundred refining refined iron is different from hundred refining pig iron, although it has the same hundred scales, but it is more than ten times more difficult than hundred refining pig iron, even if he has overestimated Demon Hidden Front, he didn't dare to think too much.

After all, strength does not mean everything, even if he has been forging for seven years, he is only a piece of refined iron a day, and this is still under the condition of completing the quenching task in advance.

The moment Demon Zangfeng let go, Lin Ding just cast his eyes into the iron bucket, but before he could see it clearly, his face suddenly changed when he was holding the iron bucket, and the whole person was pulled forward and fell forward.