Otherworldly Merchant

We came to an open door with a red candle by the door.

Little Red said that the kidnapper had dropped it. I picked up the candle and looked at it. The candle smelled like a smell. It seemed to contain corpse oil and bone powder. Turns out Chu Ziqian also knew the weakness of this great battle!

But knowing the weakness does not mean that it must be safe. The entire apartment is dominated by a large array of refiners, which take advantage of the weather and the land, and can easily kill people who break in with everything in the apartment.

Little Red stopped in front of the door and told me to look in the house, it was dark, like a big hole that was unpredictable deep. I lifted the burning roll, but the light didn't seem to penetrate this deep layer of darkness. I couldn't see what was in it...

That's when the lights in the hallway started flashing wildly, and the phantom bell rang.

In the flashing light, two pubic gases diffused from both ends of the hallway, flowing like liquid, filled with terrible ghosts, and then I saw some Whiteson skeletons climb out of the pubic.

Those skeletons are weird in shape, not all white bones, and they have everyday items like electric fans, TVs, tables and chairs in their bodies, which is totally beyond my imagination.

Little Red pushed me hard into the door, screaming, “Uncle, get inside, or they'll stop you. ”

“What about you?” I asked.

“It's okay, they can't see me. ”

Little Red Hat's face is white and her hands are cold. I suddenly have a bad idea. Is she already dominated by Yin Qi, trying to lure me to death!

When she didn't think to me, she pushed me behind her back with her hands, and I went into the house.

Strangely enough, I fell into a dark dark, dark, and there was no door behind me. I reached into my arms and pulled out the lighter, and suddenly a fire appeared in front of me.

The flames burned so high that it felt like it was spraying out of nowhere that it felt like a needle sticking through your eyes.

But it's bound in a giant circular vessel, like a... furnace!

Ding-dong sounds came from somewhere, and the darkness slowly faded away. I discovered that there was an ancient workshop surrounded by a lot of naked mighty men who fought hard in front of the furnace, with a layer of sweat hanging from them, sparkling in the light.

Is this... is this going through?

I reached out and touched a row of swords hanging from the shelf. As the palms passed, the swords dissipated like fog, and when the palms left, they turned their eyes back to where they were. This is supposed to be some kind of powerful illusion that can save a whole period of experience and keep playing it like a video tape, but this spell has long been lost.

“The time has come! ”

Someone shouted, the blacksmiths stopped their work, stood up respectfully, their eyes looking in one direction,

At first, I thought I was looking at me, and I looked back, and I found an old man with white hair standing on a tap crutch, and De Gao came under the crowd of people.

At the end of the line, a woman with her hands tied, her beards scattered and her feet moved like walking corpses, seemingly giving up unnecessary resistance.

The blacksmiths retreated to both sides, and soon someone put up their offerings in front of the stove, which were very rich, with good fruit and wine, and the whole roasted pig, and I could see that I was a little slutty.

The old man squatted down at the table, his hands closed and he said: "The Fire God blesses. Now the old European metallurgy specializes in good food and wine. May His Majesty the Fire God be magnificent, melt the iron and help the old man to become a sword! ”

I was stunned. The old man with the white hair was a forged sword, nose, and nose.

After the greeting, everyone looked at the furnace and the furnace fire did not change. That's when I noticed that there was a hard tie in the furnace that was already burning red and bright. The temperature of the furnace was more than a few thousand degrees, and even the stone could burn. The thing that couldn't melt was probably the legendary Iron Young.

Ou Yao suddenly sighed for a long time and continued to speak loudly: “Lord Fire God forgive the sin of old age and neglect. There is one more thing to give. That is the life of the little girl, Lord Fire God laughs...”

As soon as the voice went down, the furnace flame suddenly burned. A fire tongue burst out of the furnace. The hot wind rolled the beard of the European metallurgy, and everyone around them covered their eyes with their hands for fear of burning.

Only Eurometallurgists stared at the furnace fire, and two pitch-black eyes lit up like burning coal.

Thousands of years apart, I can still feel the fire god descending temporarily, this fanatical atmosphere on the scene!

After listening to this, the wicked hands tied up struggled desperately and from time to time they cast their eyes at one of the blacksmiths. There was a dark-skinned man biting his lips and burying his head silently. Mo Evil was like a dead heart, his lips shaking for a moment, and two lines of tears slowly slipped from his cheek.

She was lifted up by a group of servants and walked towards the stove, where the fire danced even more wildly, as if she was already anxious to accept this precious living offering.

At this moment, the man just rushed out and shouted: "Wait! ”

Ouyan glanced at him angrily and drank: "Dear General, you don't know what's good for you. The destruction of the festival will be punished by heaven! ”

Turns out this guy is a general!

The dry general pounced down on his knees in front of the Ouyan metallurgist and cried out: “Master, please show mercy. Do you have the heart to sacrifice the Fire God with your own daughter and your last relative in the world? ”

Eurometallurgist silenced for a few seconds and sighed: “This is the fate of our refiner. The old man forged seven swords in his life and buried the lives of seven children with his own hands. This is the test of Lord Fire God. If a refiner can't even cut off what he loves, how can he create the world's first sword? General, you don't have to say it anymore. Quick, back off! ”

The Dry General still knelt still, and the Ouyanko started a fury: “Can you bear this responsibility if you don't get back quickly, delay the fortune, and anger Lord Fire God? ”

The general raised his head vigorously and said: "Master, I have made a private appointment with Mo Evil for life! ”

“So what? No one can change my decision.” Eurometallurgy roared.

“What if the evil belly has your grandson?” The cadet said.

“What are you talking about! ”

Ouyan sighed furiously, his eyes were bigger than copper bells, his beard rooted up, the scene suddenly calmed terribly, everyone dared not breathe, only the fire in the furnace was still wildly rolling, but the color turned red.

“Fuck you, say it again.” Ouyan stood up violently.

The Dry Master raised his head in a humble manner and said: "Please be merciful, Master, Mo Evil is pregnant, she is no longer a virgin, such a sacrifice will only anger Lord Fire! ”