"I'll tell you directly!" The strong man was still constantly beating the iron on the anvil, and the sweat on his forehead was like "I am afraid that the requirements you just made, even a first-class blacksmith will be difficult to make them completely, because the production process is too cumbersome, but if one process fails, it must be rebuilt." ”

"But, you're lucky!" the strong man paused, "there are only two blacksmith shops in the whole city of Dugang, and the other one is owned by my brother, and when he saw that my business was good, he learned a trade from me to support his family. Therefore, I am the only one in the entire city of Dusk Gang who can make this sword. But ......"

The strong man suddenly stopped when he said this, put the piece of iron into the furnace fire and calcined, turned his head and looked at Ling Hulin with a smile: "You know, rare things are expensive, so this thing can no longer be described as money, I need you to exchange an item of equal value." ”

Linghu was silent for a moment: "Something of the same value?" This is really hard to find, after all, it is in this desert, even if it is not easy to pick some medicinal herbs. If you have to find it, you can only try your luck in the legendary oasis in the blazing desert. But you also need a working weapon, right?

This is simply a good way for Ling Hu Lone, after all, Ling Hu Lone has that steel hammer on his body now, let alone buying a sword, even a small piece of hematite can't afford it.

"Give me a month, give me another sword, and in a month, I'll make you satisfied. Ling Hu Lin took a step closer to the strong man, and at the same time had a plan for the next step in his heart.

At this time, the iron in the strong man's hand had already been formed, and it was the appearance of a sword! Although the blade had not yet been opened, Ling Hu knew that although the quality of this sword was not too good, it was not much worse.

This strong man's forging skills still have two brushes.

"Don't think too much, I'm not that good, I'll change it for you halfway. The strong man looked a little surprised Ling Hu Lonely, pursed his lips and smiled: "This was originally for my own use, so I'll lend it to you later!"

"Thank you!" Ling Hu Lin saluted respectfully to the strong man.

But this sword alone was not enough, the blade had not yet been opened, and the hilt had not been attached. But the good news is that none of these processes take too much time.

"Come to me today at a more fixed time, and look forward to your good news in a month!" the strong man picked up the blade with fire tongs, waved his hand at Ling Hu and smiled.

Then Ling Hu Lin took Han Chunlin and left first.

"That'...... What kind of valuable things, how can you find them?" Han Chunlin was a little puzzled, in her opinion, there were only some broken stones in this Yanzhou, how could there be anything valuable?

Ling Hu Lin didn't answer in person, but smiled mysteriously: "You'll know when the time comes, let's go, go train with me first!"

"Ahh

At this time, it is the scorching sun, and if you pinch an egg on the sand and stone, I am afraid it will be fried!

Ling Hu Lin didn't have the dust, so naturally he didn't choose to practice swordsmanship anymore, but had luck with Han Chunlin.

For a whole afternoon, the results of Ling Hu Lone's work were okay, and it was carried out for two small weeks. As for Han Chunlin, then she has to ask herself, Han Chunlin's special physique may have been preventing her from improving her internal strength.

At this time, it was more decided, so Ling Hu Lin took Han Chunlin to the blacksmith shop, and Ling Hu Lin was also looking forward to it, what would this sword look like?

............

"Master, are you there?" Ling Hu Lin lifted the thin veil at the door and walked into the blacksmith shop, but Han Chunlin didn't go in, she didn't like the smell and unbearable heat inside.

"Hey, come on, come on, I'll know you kid!How's it, look!" The strong man walked out of the back room, and the moment he opened the door, a rolling heat wave erupted from it, which showed how high the temperature in the room was.

The strong man carried a two-and-a-half-foot-long sword in his hand, the whole sword was very complete, and the scabbard was also made of iron

Although he has not yet seen it unsheathed, Ling Hu Lin understands that this sword is not simple.

But in the same way, there are many details that have not been dealt with completely, after all, the time is too short, and Fox Silence believes that if this master is given enough time, this master can make an even more amazing sword.

The next day.

Ling Hu Lin and Han Chunlin left Dugang City. In fact, it turned out that Han Chunlin planned to let Ling Hulin go to the so-called blazing desert alone, but because of the problem of money, Han Chunlin finally chose to move forward with Ling Hulone.

"Do you really believe that there will be an oasis in such a desert?" Han Chunlin asked as he stared at Ling Hu Lin with big eyes.

Ling Hu smiled and didn't answer, and at the same time tugged Xiao Hei behind him.

At this time, Xiao Hei didn't have so much resistance to Ling Hu Lone, but as long as Han Chunlin gave a certain order, Xiao Hei would definitely carry it out, and he would still be a pervert after all!

"Cut! You're always like this, you don't answer anyone when you ask!" Han Chunlin pouted, and rode directly onto Xiao Hei's body, staring blankly at the infinite desolation in front of him.

Ling Hu Lin smiled bitterly, not that he didn't answer Han Chunlin's question, but he didn't know how to answer, I don't know why, Ling Hu Lin just believed in such a mysterious rumor, in the end, it was just a rumor, no matter from what point of view, it couldn't be true.

But Ling Hu Lonely believes it so openly, and there is not even any practical reason, it is just two words - intuition!

If others knew about this, I'm afraid they would all think that Ling Hu Lonely was a madman without exception, right?

It has been half a year since Ling Hu Lonely came out, and in another three months, Ling Hu Lonely will be sixteen years old. At the same time, in another four years, there will be a coming-of-age ceremony that makes the fox lonely. Although Ling Hu Lin looked a little anxious, his actual age was indeed so old. Han Chunlin is the same age as Ling Hu Lone, but at this time, Ling Hu Lone is a head taller than Han Chunlin!

The two of them galloped in Yanzhou for nearly five days, and the surrounding area was still a boundless desert.

On the way, Ling Hu Lin also tried the quality of this iron sword a little, but it was not bad. What disappointed Ling Hu Lonely was that some swordsmanship was difficult to use on this sword, just like the first of the five styles of dust - the big tornado. Although Ling Hu Lonely can be reluctantly used, it lacks a sense of coherence, and there is more indescribable rustiness.

So halfway through, Ling Hu Lin began to use the sword technique to start hurrying, while Han Chunlin always sat on Xiao Hei's body.

"Linghu Lonely, have you arrived? Why do I feel like I've been walking for so long, and there is no change around me. Han Chunlin still couldn't help complaining, after a period of running, Han Chunlin's original skin like mutton fat and jade was dyed with a faint bronze.

Ling Hu Lin was also a little anxious, after all, he only had a month, and he couldn't delay too much time at this time.

"It should be soon...... It's ...... there," Ling Hushi said, pointing in one direction.

Through the scorching heat of the somewhat distorted air, it can be vaguely seen that in the direction that Ling Hushi pointed to, there are a few simple stone houses dotted with dots, which seem to be a small village, as for whether there are still villagers living in it It is unknown, only to find out what to do.

"Let's go, let's see. Ling Hu Lin directly stepped on the iron sword and galloped in the direction of the village.

Maybe they can use the excuse of drinking water, but these days, Ling Hu Lin and Han Chunlin have relied on the morning mist to get a small amount of water to replenish their bodies. As for the source of food, Ling Hu Lin could replenish it through luck, while Han Chunlin got some dry food from nowhere, and even if Ling Hu Lin persecuted him, he refused to say how it came from.

Even if Ling Hu Lonely can survive, but Han Chunlin can't! I'm afraid that with Han Chunlin's physique, if he continues to walk like this for a few more days, Han Chunlin will not be able to do it. Ling Hu Lonely really regretted why he brought this burden out in the first place, but if regret was useful, wouldn't everything be solved?

If it is a dead end, then break it, and the stars and the sea ahead are our goals!

Soon, Ling Hu and the two reached the small village.

There are a total of thirteen families in the whole village, and there are forty-two people in the whole village, and more than half of them are old people who are close to sixtieth year.

According to an old man with goosebumps, their daily food is to catch a rodent and roast it before eating, and there is often a rodent in this vicinity.

At the same time, the old man also said that there was a spring in the center of the village, which was a dry well a few decades ago, but one day there was an unprecedented rainstorm, which filled the dry well dozens of feet deep, and since that time, it seems that a steady stream of spring water has gushed out of it.

The people here live very sloppy, and they are covered with skin and bones, even among young people, and the clothes on their bodies are estimated to have been handed down from decades ago, and they don't even know that this is a piece of clothing when they look at it from a distance! Some of them are just forced to be born in this world, and it is God's misfortune for them.

"Can you help them ......" Han Chunlin pulled the corner of Lalinghu's clothes, his eyes were full of tears, and he was very sympathetic to these people.

Ling Hu nodded lightly, and the mood of the people around him seemed to be very low.

It was like something big had happened, and Ling Hu Lin found that there seemed to be a faint blood stain around the village.

"Buzz ......"

Just as Ling Hu was about to ask forward, the earth suddenly shook, and it seemed that a behemoth was about to burst out of the earth.

At this time, almost all the villagers also hid in the house, and at the same time did not forget to bring their children with them, looking nervous and even panicked!

"Run, kid...... It's coming......" An old man staggered in and reminded Ling Hulone, his tone full of unwillingness and fear from his heart!

"It?" Ling Hu Lin understood that this matter was not so simple, "What is it?"

"Scorpion ......"