"Forget it, I don't have time to care about you, you can ask for more blessings!"

Sikong Wei threw away a half-finished heat-resistant suit, turned his head and saw that the butcher and Danmur were struggling to support him, and quickly gave up his plan to drive away Ye Hanjun, turned around and rushed into the core forging room.

"Accelerants! Accelerants! Bring me a bottle of accelerant! ”

"That's right! There are also rust flowers, choose the largest plant! …… Never mind! I can't care about it so much, bring it all to me! ”

Tu Long is not young, and Jiang Yongnian is half a catty and eight taels.

When he roars in his throat, the sound is like a bell, causing people's eardrums to buzz.

Sikong Wei answered and ran to the left, and after finding the instrument pile where the target was, he threw himself in and rummaged through.

A magical scene happened simultaneously, and all kinds of needles that were originally interspersed in his chest flew up with a whizz.

They are all tied with a silk thread at the end, and they dance up and down as if they were spiritual.

It only took five or six seconds to reach the shelf on the right, and the sharp needle was picked inside, holding a pill box and flying back in unison.

The power ...... "Needle"!

This is the only initiative of the F-class authority sewing master.

The effect is to control the flying needle, which is used to knit clothes when it is serious, and used to sneak attack when it is not serious, depending on whether the master's brain is smart or not.

At this time, Sikong Wei used the Xuan Needle to divide his heart into two uses, and in the shortest possible time, he obtained the two materials that Tu Long wanted at the same time.

"Give me the accelerant! Rust flowers are thrown straight in! ”

Tu Long shouted loudly, and out of nowhere he pulled out a big hammer, his red face full of fanaticism.

"Almost! Almost succeeded! ”

"This is one of the secret recipes of the dwarves, and they won't sell anything!"

"I took the finished metal fragments and studied them for three whole years...... I have a hunch that the rare metal "Blue Gold" is about to be reproduced by me! I can make stronger, sharper weapons! ”

Tu Long was so excited that he danced, and his expression became more and more crazy.

Sikong Wei had just thrown the rust flower into the forging table when he jumped ten meters high and easily picked up a hammer about the size of his body.

There were only a few loud bangs, and the hammer struck some kind of hard object, and the flying sparks fell to the ground, leaving one charred pit after another.

"Click—"

The accelerant was thrown to the bottom of the forge table, and in an instant, the torch monkey and rocket frog came to their aid.

Two jets of flame, one thick and one thin, burst out with more brilliant light, the fire was raging, the heat wave was raging, and as far as the eye could see, it was like a miniature lava purgatory.

"Not good! The texture of the metal changes! The fusion stopped! ”

Tu Long's laughter didn't last for a few minutes, and as his eyebrows twitched, a new round of explosions suddenly erupted in the furnace.

There are visible fragments that break away from the main body and hit the ding wall, and there is a boom, and a half-meter-long crack is clearly visible.

"Butcher, failed, it's time to blow up the furnace!"

As a fire-based magic apprentice, Danmur's ability to perceive fire is second only to that of Weapon Master Tu Long.

His arms were crossed over his chest, but he still couldn't contain his trembling body.

Fear burned the heart like a blazing fire, the mind was full of the sky and the earth was shattered, the severed limbs and stumps fell into the sea of fire like the scattered flowers of the heavenly maiden, and what was left behind was nothing more than pieces of black corpse charcoal that no one cared about.

"Impossible! Why the loss of stability! What went wrong?! ”

Tu Long was not deterred by death, only dazedness flickered in his eyes, and further madness.

He jumped up again, and the hammer fell again, in a vain attempt to force several different substances to complete the fusion through brutal force.

When that tremor crashed down the world.

Sikong Wei snorted, and suddenly fell to the ground, a wisp of blood flowed out of his mouth, nose and ears, and his spirit fell to the bottom in an instant.

As a contract spirit, the hyena spun anxiously in place.

But it has no ability to resist the flames, and the distance of tens of meters is like a moat for it, neither advancing nor retreating, it can only squeak in horror, desperate and helpless.

“…… Still doesn't work? ”

This time, Tu Long was dizzy and distracted.

Reflected in his eyes, the brilliant mass of substance not only did not merge with each other, but peeled off again.

It was like a meteorite hitting the earth, grazing his ears and flying out, instantly smashing out a huge hole.

"Butcher, retreat!"

"Forging can fail, if people follow the burial, there will be no chance to start over!"

Danmur spat out a mouthful of blood and persuaded him again.

At that time, the torch monkey stopped outputting flames and turned to stand in front of its master, blocking the debris that might be splashing with its strong body.

"Alas......"

Tu Zheng sighed heavily, and his spirit disappeared into his pupils, and the whole person seemed to be ten years old.

But just as he turned around and wanted to use the power of his leg kick to get out of the most dangerous explosion area.

A dark shadow swept past him, bringing a cool breeze.

"Huh?!" Tu Long suddenly paused, his eyes glaring like copper bells.

Is this a figure? How can it be!

"I'm rough!" At the moment of lightning, Sikong Wei couldn't wait to crush his eyes to see if he was blind or hallucinating.

They are all running for their lives, and even the butcher is no longer reckless, and is determined to give up the results of long-term research.

And that person - Hanjun! Haven't even left yet?!

What is he going to do? Alone near the forge table...... Is it too long?!

Sikong Wei's lips trembled, he lost the ability to think for a short time, and his head was a mess.

"Master Tu, you have made three mistakes that cannot be ignored."

"First, the forging table is not advanced enough and does not provide effective support, which indirectly leads to a straight increase in the difficulty of forging."

"Second, the pattern on the back of the rocket frog is too dull, and it is suspected that it is overtired, and it continues to forge in a state of insufficient rest, and the flames sprayed out cannot remain stable at all."

A faint voice sounded, obviously without any amplification of power increase, falling on everyone's heartstrings, but it was as enthusiastic as bells and drums.

Sikong Wei's eyes couldn't help but widen, and his mouth opened wide until his cheeks were sluggish, and he couldn't fade away.

Danmur, who was held by the torch monkey and retreated frantically, was shocked when he heard this, and also doubted whether he was hallucinating.

The voice...... Hanjun?

He did not retreat but advanced, approaching the forging platform with a weak body, and he actually walked leisurely, and still had the strength to express his opinion?

Is this world too crazy, or is this posterior brain not good, and he is a complete neurosis?!

"Huh...... The analysis makes sense! ”

Tu Long's action of wanting to kick his legs was paused.

The dazedness and loss faded for a moment, and the color of contemplation rose up, which was somewhat out of place in this fiery purgatory place.

"Thirdly, the key to a serious imbalance in forging is that you are in a hurry and add too many rust flowers."

"The Rust Flower is a heaven and earth spiritual material that contains rich gold elements, and a little addition of ordinary materials can have a stable and strengthened effect."

"But it's a pity that what you want to forge is fusion metal, blindly hard does not mean correct, the strong soldier will be destroyed, the wood will be strong, everything is moderate."

"Based on these problems, coupled with the possible mistakes in the early stage of smelting, mistakes on top of mistakes, the final outcome is naturally a fryer."

“…… Reasonable...... Maybe that's it! ”

Tu Long's eyes lit up, and there seemed to be a light to dispel the haze in his heart, and the intense excitement stimulated his brain, so that his limbs trembled violently.

"Failure is inevitable, but I see that you have Ice Spirit Flower and Bauhinia Grass here, and you should be able to control some of the losses."

Ye Hanjun didn't have time to look back, and the movements in his hands were not at all as calm and measured as the tone of his speech.

With the burning sensation of burning, he pulled a pill box from the overturned shelf, chiseled the lid with gravel, and took out a long purple grass inside.

Then, the Ice Spirit Flower found earlier, a petal has been crumbled, and the juice is coated on the neck, forearm, and thigh, forming a temporary thermal insulation layer.

The rest is held in the left hand, with redbud, and the two plants are stacked on top of each other and ground again with gravel.

There is no need to grind it into powder, it only needs to reach the level of erosion and juice, Ye Hanjun grabbed it suddenly, took two steps forward, and threw it hard at the position of the forging ding.

"Poof!"

The strength of the arms is not as good as before, and the control of the body is not one in ten.

Fortunately, the forging table is ten meters high, and even if the accuracy is deviated, the final landing point is not wrong.

The shatters of the Ice Spirit Flower and the Redbud Grass have successfully hit the forge!

In an instant, a cloud of steaming springs surged, and a large amount of water vapor escaped everywhere.

The forging table, which was about to explode at any time in perception, cooled down quickly.

A second ago, there was still a dull pain in the center of his eyebrows, and his whole body was shrouded in the danger of death.

In the next second, his limbs suddenly lightened, and the whole person looked like a drowning person who had just landed on the shore, gasping for breath and being frightened.

"Whew-"

Ye Hanjun was relieved, his fatigue could no longer be suppressed, he stumbled back five or six steps, and accidentally hit a hot pillar, his back was hot and painful.

Then, there was a cramping pain in the heart, and the blood in the whole body suddenly accelerated and rushed, and the throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he leaned up to his neck.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

Holding back the intention of fainting, Ye Hanjun looked down at the clothes that had been burned into rags, and his bright red skin was as clear as blood.

This time, it's a bit of a suspicion of playing with my life......

made a mistake casually, failed to suppress the fryer, and with his current fragile body, he was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

"Forging...... Stopped?! ”

Sikong Wei was dumbfounded, as if he had received an electric shock, and his spirit was in a state of half-dementia.

Danmur, on the other side, also had a hellish expression, with a wood-like pestle there, and his eyes almost popped out.

The torch monkey holding him at the waist noticed that the crisis was solved, and his pace couldn't help but slow down, and the momentum that should have been fierce was gradually occupied by the circle.

"Ice Spirit Flower and Bauhinia Grass, and such a strange effect?!"

Tu Long was the most shocked, but also the one who reacted the fastest.

After a few dodges, he burst into front of Ye Hanjun and squatted down to meet his eyes.

On one side were big eyes like copper bells, and on the other side were bloodshot tired pupils, and the air around them passively froze.

"Tell me quickly, why can the Ice Spirit Flower and Bauhinia Grass produce such a pressing cold?"

"Also, when a strong fire meets a strong ice, shouldn't there be a more violent fryer reaction? Why did the forging stop instead, and what is the principle behind this?! ”