If it weren't for the existence of these scars, I'm afraid that the palms of my hands at this time would have been covered with fiery red bubbles, right? But the pain is the same......

And eighty-nine......

I'm afraid these hands don't want to be healed......

Xiao glanced at his palms with pity, and then at the pine wood lying quietly on the ground and making a mocking gesture, and could only shed helpless tears......

......

I don't know how long I have been suffering, the sun has already turned west, and Xiao, who has been busy for most of the work, finally tried his best to deal with this and the big pine tree.

Although it was only made into a lot of uneven and unsightly strips, I was finally able to go back and make the difference......

Xiao sighed and sat down on the ground almost in collapse, his arms difficult to lift because of the extreme detachment.

He was stuffy, and he wanted to lie in this cold snow and sleep comfortably. It's a pity that what is more painful and painful than physical exertion is his "belly of the Coo Award."

I'm pretty sure that if I don't eat something, it won't be long before I'll starve to death here!

After several trade-offs, he struggled to get up from the snow, picked up the axe and clothes, and strapped a huge pile of firewood on his back, step by step, on the difficult way home.

However, what surprised him was that after his foolish tossing, the iron axe did not appear a single gap, but faintly felt more and more polished as new.

Master Qi Yuanzi's craftsmanship is really worthy of its name!

What a pity...... If I could be a little stronger, and beat the old man in the previous competition, how good would it be......

Xiao began to hang his head and get depressed, staggering, the soles of his feet slipped unwillingly, and the bundled pile of wood was suddenly scattered and spread all over the ground!

"Oh!" Xiao covered his cheeks in pain, screamed in despair, and fell to his knees......

......

When he returned to the wooden house, Xiao Xiao, who was tired and hungry, was almost crawling on the ground.

"Old ...... Senior, I ...... Come back...... ......"

Tired, he threw the firewood in the yard, pushed open the door, and staggered inside.

Inside the house, the sound of striking iron still did not stop, but at some point, Master Qi Yuanzi had already changed his clothes, and it seemed that the previous one had been soaked with sweat.

"Are you back?" Master Qi Yuanzi still didn't raise his head, "Eat food on the table, go get it yourself." Oh yes, and don't forget, remember to wash the dishes when you're done......"

"Hmm!"

When he saw the big lump of fragrant barbecue meat and a pot of boiled spirits on the table, Xiao was already drooling for 3,000 feet, and when he answered vaguely, he couldn't wait to pounce on it, and chewed it in a big gulp!

Master Qi Yuanzi secretly turned his head and glanced at Xiao's embarrassed swallowing appearance, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

"It smells so good...... What kind of meat is this!" Xiao couldn't help but be glad that he hadn't starved to death in the middle of the road, and asked casually in praise while swallowing dates.

"Bear meat. Master Qi Yuanzi replied nonchalantly. Xiao, who seemed to be exhausted, obviously didn't notice that there was a bloody pile of bones and fur in the corner of the yard.

"Wow, thank you seniors, the juniors are still eating bear meat for the first time in their lives!"

Xiao was amazed, and couldn't help but tear off a piece of burnt bear meat, squinted his eyes, and carefully observed the texture inside the piece of meat.

"Just eat it, why do you have so much nonsense!" Master Qi Yuanzi snorted coldly, "Can't bear meat stop your mouth?"

"Hehe...... Xiao embarrassedly scratched the back of his head with his greasy hand, swept the wine and meat on the table like a whirlwind, and burped with satisfaction.

"Why are you stunned?" Master Qi Yuanzi didn't look back, but he had already guessed Xiao's drunken and comfortable lazy expression: "Why don't you hurry up and go wash the dishes?"

"Yes......" Xiao smiled wryly, put away the dishes, and walked to the corner of the courtyard.

In this desolate and cold snowfield, it is extremely difficult to get the water to flow, and drilling holes in the ice lake may be a very quick and convenient way, but Xiao has no strength to do so. He collects ice and snow, puts it in an iron pot, and lights up a bonfire.

It's just that I can't imagine that this pot full of ice and snow, after boiling and turning into water, is only a shallow stall, which is really annoying. The water was finally collected, but after the fire was extinguished, the temperature of the whole pot of water dropped to freezing point in less than a while.

As soon as the cold water came into contact with the hot wound, it immediately sparked fierce sparks, and Xiao endured the torment, hurriedly washed the dishes, and then shook off his two red and swollen hands, and returned to the warm stone house trembling.

He hurriedly closed the door, and before he could speak, he saw an extra bottle of ointment and a bundle of white cloth on the table.

Xiao walked over in a daze, picked it up and looked at it, it was good ointment and gauze.

He sneaked a glance at Master Qi Yuanzi behind him, but the latter was still silently busy with his errand, as if nothing had happened.

A warm current, inadvertently, has surged into Xiao's heart:

"Thank you, senior!"

He was full of gratitude.

"Uh-huh. Master Qi Yuanzi gave an indifferent "um", which was a response.

Xiao sat down, frowned, and gently tore off the tattered gauze on his hands that had already been soaked with blood and sweat, although his movements were already very gentle, he still pulled a lot of skin and flesh down, and he was so cold that he gasped.

After the gauze was removed, the two fleshy palms that were completely exposed were even more miserable than before, and the whole hand was almost a place where the skin was open, and at a glance, a complete piece of skin could not be found.

It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight......

Looking at his fleshy palms, Xiao shook his head helplessly, immediately stopped thinking about it, endured the pain and pulled out the cork, poured the cold ointment evenly on the palm, and then wrapped it with gauze.

Between the interweaving, his vision was blurred, and he couldn't help but think of the night before, Su Xixue, whose cheeks were as red as peach blossoms, carefully bandaged his palms, and the intoxication afterwards......

After dealing with everything, Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, he disposed of the remaining gauze and ointment, and then lifted the bench under his buttocks, and slowly walked out of the stone house:

"Senior, let me borrow this!"

When Master Qi Yuanzi heard this, he glanced at him indifferently, and did not make a sound, so he acquiesced.

Xiao Wei, who stood alone in the courtyard, was calm, and like countless days and nights in the past, he practiced the "Mo Family Boxing Method" and "Bench Boxing".

Although his body was sore and painful, and his nerves were exhausted, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, and over the years, this has become his daily compulsory course, as long as he still stands up, it is rain or shine.

It is precisely because of his persistence and hard work that he can give the "ordinary martial arts boxing method" and "bench boxing on the rotten street" to the field where he has practiced to such a hot field, and even a first-class master in the rivers and lakes like the red-faced old devil, he can barely live a few tricks!

After finishing the practice, Xiao wiped off his sweat, glanced at it, put down the bench casually, and sat down in the courtyard panting.

At this time, he had two choices, one was to go back to the Orion House and rest early, and the other was to go inside the house and share a room with Master Qi Yuanzi with a stinky face.

Xiao really wanted to rest, he wanted to fall asleep, but looking at the stone house in front of him, for some reason, he always felt that there was an indescribable magic in it, calling him.

Maybe it's a fluke, or maybe it's a gut feeling?

Xiao always felt that staying with this mysterious and powerful weapon master, although he couldn't eat a good face, he vaguely hoped to get some "something".

So he pushed the door open again and walked in.

The moment he entered the door, Xiao noticed that Master Qi Yuanzi raised his head again and looked at himself deeply.

Xiao only felt a burst of hair on his back, and couldn't help but shiver, but he still put down the bench and sat down beside Master Qi Yuanzi, staring at him.

Fortunately, this time, Master Qi Yuanzi seemed to have compromised, and there was nothing like "what to see" or "don't hurry up", he just forged the fiery iron in front of him by himself, which can be regarded as the existence of Xiao who acquiesced.

Xiao waited tremblingly for a while, and was secretly relieved to see that he was not scolded for his approach. After casually scanning the room with the sound of "clanging", it finally fell on Master Qi Yuanzi, who was striking iron.

Because apart from the former, there is nothing worth noting in the simple and simple house.

This old man...... It's just something to kill time and practice your hands......

As for working so hard?

Anyway, it will end up as garbage in the "treasure heap" at the door......

Looking at Master Qi Yuanzi who was sweating like rain, Xiao couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

But soon, his eyes slowly became solemn.

For he noticed that there was only one piece of iron on the forging table;

The hammer in the hand of Master Qi Yuanzi is the largest and longest one......

However, no matter from which angle you look at it, every stroke of Master Qi Yuanzi can accurately fall on the body of the iron block!

Why is that......

Does it make perfect?

Xiao couldn't help but think of the gentleman in the pine forest, and he was chopping at the stump with an axe in the east and an axe in the west......

Although he has already aimed in his heart, every axe has landed in an unexpected place......

It's such a shame......

Xiao couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself, and the gaze that observed Master Qi Yuanzi's technique became more and more focused......

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