In the blink of an eye, Ning Lin had returned to the Water Stopping Immortal Gate for more than three months, and had been living in seclusion on the Flame Mountain, and had not returned to the residence of the Water Stopping Peak.

A barren mountain thousands of miles away from the water fairy gate, somehow offended God, less than three months, one after another, by the thunderstorm, the original hundreds of meters high hills were forced by the thunder to split into a valley.

In the Flame Mountain Casting Cave, Ning Lin ** was on his upper body, and the casting hammer in his hand kept forging a piece of blank, and the sound of clanging was endless.

This is already the fifth treasure weapon that Ning Lin has built in the past two months!

In just three months, Ning Lin had already tailored treasures for the Waterless True Man, the Water Stopping Man, the Fire Source Master, and the White Tiger Master, and the best one was the Waterless True Person's Waterless Sword, which had reached the level of a seventh-level treasure weapon.

The ability to create a four-handled treasure weapon so quickly was thanks to the original blanks that the Master of Fire had collected for thousands of years. Although these blanks are a little worse than the ones made by Ning Lin himself, they are not bad. Wushui Zhenren and the others couldn't wait for three or five years at all, not to mention that when Jin Peng and the others left that day, they had said that the March Immortal would come to visit again, whether it would be a large-scale invasion of the Beast Sect, no one knew. Therefore, several people were eager to get their own sixth-level treasure weapons to improve their strength.

Ning Lin could only recast these blanks once. Fortunately, with Yao'er's guidance, after these original blanks were forged by Ning Lin, the treasures played out all showed the wonder of quenching soldiers and giving birth to lotuses, which made Ning Lin's casting myth!

Right now, Ning Lin is creating a treasure for Lan Xinyu.

Lan Xinyu comprehended the artistic conception of water, and had reached the primary realm, for this Xinyu sword, Lan Xinyu didn't care about the heat in the casting cave, only wore a short skirt and a small coat, stood in front of the casting table, and watched Ning Lin sweat like rain, the casting hammer in his hand was rhythmically forged, and his heart rain sword gradually took shape.

Taking advantage of Ning Lin's pause, Lan Xinyu handed over a silk scarf: "Here, wipe your sweat!"

Ning Lin nodded, took the silk scarf, and wiped it on his face. There was still the orchid fragrance on Lan Xinyu's body on the silk scarf, Ning Lin couldn't help but smell it more, and shouted in a low voice: "It's so fragrant!"

"Stinky rascal!" Lan Xinyu snorted, stepped forward and snatched her silk scarf, her face flushed.

At this time, Xian'er also came in from outside the cave, and when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but snort. In the past few months, Xian'er has basically been by her father's side, after all, she hasn't seen her for ten years, and she finally has the opportunity, and Xian'er has to do her filial piety in front of her father's knees. Unexpectedly, as soon as I came back, I saw a beautiful woman flirting with Ning Lin here.

Ning Lin didn't expect to be blocked by Xian'er, and he was also stunned, not knowing how to explain. Ten years of life and death have been accompanied, and the relationship between the two has long gone beyond the master and servant, and it can be regarded as a couple. Although this relationship has never been clarified, they both understand each other very well. This time, I was caught having an ambiguous relationship with Lan Xinyu, and I don't know how the little witch Xian'er tosses herself.

But Ning Lin did have a good impression of Lan Xinyu in his heart, and he wanted him to say anything cruel in front of Lan Xinyu, and he was afraid of hurting Lan Xinyu's heart.

Seeing Ning Lin's embarrassed expression, and then looking at Xian'er's delicate appearance, Lan Xinyu felt a little crisis in her heart for the first time.

Although the strong are respected in this world, there is no monogamy, as long as you have the ability, even if you marry one hundred and eighty wives, no one cares. The Venerable Master of Huoyuan is thousands of years old, and he has more than a dozen wives. Even people who are so high on the water stop are also full of wives and concubines on the water stop.

Lan Xinyu grew up beside Wushui Zhenren since she was a child, and her vision is naturally much higher, more than 20 years, it is the first time that a man has come to her heart, such an excellent person as Ning Lin, if she misses it once, I am afraid that she will never find a better one in this life.

Even if Ning Lin is really a lover with the girl in front of her, Lan Xinyu will not give up easily, happiness is achieved by fighting, not by charity! Even if she really wants to accompany Ning Lin with other women one day, Lan Xinyu also hopes that she is the most important one in Ning Lin's mind!

Today is the first time I have seen Xian'er, and of course Lan Xinyu wants to take the initiative.

"This ......"

As soon as Lan Xinyu spoke, she didn't expect Xian'er to smile slightly, stepped forward to hold Ning Lin's arm, and said to Lan Xinyu: "You are Lan Xinyu that Ning Lin often mentions, I'm Xian'er, hello!"

"You...... It's ......" Lan Xinyu frowned slightly, but she didn't expect to be preempted by Xian'er. However, hearing that Ning Lin often mentioned himself, Lan Xinyu still couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart.

"What's the situation?" The fairy beside him hugged him tightly, and Ning Lin could even feel the body temperature of the fairy! I thought it would be a collision between Mars and the earth, but how could it take a sharp turn and cheapen myself?

"Ahh

But this is the fairy he is familiar with, and the appearance just now is too weird, which makes Ning Lin afraid.

"Ning Lin, what's wrong with you?'re it okay!" Of course, Lan Xinyu saw Xian'er's action of pinching Ning Lin, but she pretended not to know, reached out and took out the silk scarf she had just snatched back from Ning Lin, didn't care about the fairy next to Ning Lin, reached out to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead for Ning Lin, and said with some resentment in her mouth: "I said it, it's not urgent to build treasures, I see that you are ...... tired."

Ning Lin stood there like a wooden man, not daring to move.

Xian'er watched the intimate movements of the two, and secretly gritted her teeth with hatred, but she also knew that if she was angry now, she would lose to Lan Xinyu!

"Oh, Xinyu, your silk scarf is already soaked, let's do it with me!" Xian'er actually took out a blue silk scarf and helped Ning Lin wipe his sweat. However, she was helping Ning Lin wipe her sweat, and at the same time planting purple plum blossoms on Ning Lin's back, Ning Lin was painful and happy among the two daughters, but she didn't dare to open her mouth at all, let alone refuse!

The second daughter was busy for a long time, and the sweat on Ning Lin's body did not decrease, but wiped more and more. And in order to be vindictive, the second daughter will inevitably pull a little, and inadvertently cheapen Ning Lin, so that he rubbed a lot of oil on the second daughter.

Anyway, it's already like this, Ning Lin simply doesn't want the consequences, and even secretly compares the figure of the second daughter.

Speaking of which, Xian'er is still plumper, but the heart rain is not bad, and the skin is full of elasticity......

"Ahh

It was Xinyu who was careless and mixed on Xian'er's feet, and involuntarily threw herself into Ning Lin's arms. Ning Lin's big hand was just covering Xinyu's chest.

"Well, it feels good, I can't see that Lan Xinyu is so ......"