Chapter 269
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The barbarians have lived on the beautiful prairie for generations. They are a passionate and heroic race with spirit demons such as elephants, cattle and horses.
For the people of the Xia Dynasty, the barbarians are heinous. For the barbarians themselves, they are close to each tribe, United and loving. They are not vicious at all.
The view here is endless. Young grass is growing. There are like demon families, cattle demon groups and horse demon groups. They occupy some territory and live among them. Barbarians can coexist peacefully among them. They are naturally close to these ethnic groups, especially the Meng tribe, which can drive them to attack and resist the enemy.
Carrying the snow and ice of beauty dream, Yang Wu rode a noble blood dragon horse to visit the barbarian barracks with Huangfu zhanxiong.
Among the barbarians, the blood dragon horse is a special horse demon for the royal family. Its horsepower is amazing. It can travel thousands of miles a day. Its speed is extremely amazing. It is said that there is a trace of dragon blood flowing on its body. Its horse is quite strong, with red blood fur and powerful and vigorous limbs.
Mengxue couldn't move her eyes when she saw the blood dragon horse, so Huangfu Zhan Xiong decided to give her the blood dragon horse as a mount.
The blood dragon horse is extremely arrogant. How can ordinary people sit on it? When Mengxue and Yang Wu sit on it, it also wants to give them a threat. As a result, it was slapped on the ground by Mengxue and kept shouting.
It was frightened. It was just a demon general. How could it bear the power of Mengxue? Mengxue would kill it if Yang Wu hadn't persuaded it.
They took Xiao Hei to the barracks. The other four heavenly demons stayed in place and didn't follow.
It has to be said that Yang Wuyi is brave. Even Huangfu and Zhan Xiong gave him a thumbs up.
If this scene is seen by the people of Daxia, it will definitely label Yang Wu as a traitor. How does Yang Wu care? He was a prison slave earlier and almost killed. Although he would not betray Daxia, it does not mean that he will continue to be loyal to the royal family of Daxia. Their way of doing it has made his heart cold, and he must make some strong responses, Tell the royal family that he didn't knead Yang Wu at will.
All this he did was to seek justice and return the lintel of his Yang family.
The barbarian army was very impressed by Yang Wu. In the recent war, the young man was killed to stir up the situation and kill their Barbarian King. Now they bring the heavenly demon to show off their barbarian army, which is really hateful.
Unfortunately, they looked at their patriarchs and had to be careful to accompany them. They didn't have the courage to challenge Yang Wu.
Fortunately, Yang Wu and his entourage did not stay in this camp for long. They went all the way to Huangfu tribe with Huangfu zhanxiong.
Along the way, Yang Wu was completely intoxicated by the grassland scenery.
In spring, the tender grass is green and full of vitality. The light wind blows, and the tender buds bow slightly, just like saluting guests from afar.
The cattle and horses were galloping freely, and the cries echoed here endlessly. It was so happy.
In the distance, the sound of the shepherd's flute sounded melodiously. A child sat on the back of the cow and was leisurely feeding cattle and sheep. He was carefree and had only the vast grassland in his eyes.
More teenagers are galloping with their horses. They are chasing their favorite girls. The girls are smiling like flowers, and the bells on their clothes make bursts of clear and crisp noise, adding strong bright colors to this spring and color.
The ice face of dream ice and snow, which is like a thousand years old, is also a little more angry. It seems to be infected by the beautiful scenery of this world. She snuggled softly in the wide and warm chest behind her, full of endless satisfaction and happiness.
Yang Wu looked at everything here, all the troubles in his heart disappeared, and the Jiasuo on his back seemed to break in an instant. The shenting was quiet and his heart was relaxed. The spiritual power of the shenting soul and the mysterious Qi in the peach pit Dantian began to swim all over his body. The two forces were blending, the shenting Taoist flowers were growing vigorously, and the power of the peach pit Dantian was surging, The soul and body are incomparably happy, as if they want to integrate with this heaven and earth.
Yang Wu hugged the thin waist of dream ice and snow, looked up to the sky and said with a loud smile: "let's gallop our horses and step on the boundless grassland!"
A man, a woman and a dog, sitting on the blood dragon horse, galloped heartily on the grassland, feeling incomparably refreshing.
Huangfu zhanxiong looked at Yang Wu and his party who had gone away and didn't stop them. He smiled and said to himself, "no matter who comes to our grassland, he will like everything here."
He took dozens of riders behind him and slowly followed him from behind.
This is their grassland territory. Yang Wu dares to go deep. They have no reason to be afraid of what special things the guests do here.
Yang Wu and his party were running wildly. They didn't know how many miles they had run. They stopped when they saw a tribal place from a distance.
The barbarians were still very hostile to the Daxia people. Although Yang Wu was not afraid, he didn't want to cause any trouble, so he got off his horse and planned to wait for Huangfu zhanxiong and his party to come.
Also at this time, Yang Wu suddenly heard bursts of clear sound of striking iron.
Jingle jingle!
Yang Wu looked curiously towards the sound source. From a distance, he saw a lonely camp far away from the tribe. In front of the camp, there was a large stove, other auxiliary stoves and weapons forging tools. In front of the large stove, a middle-aged man with bare upper body was holding his sledgehammer and beating iron constantly, Next to him, there was a black boy running around, as if he were working as an assistant for the strong man.
Yang Wu's eyesight is extraordinary. Even if he is far away, he can still see that the middle-aged man with bare upper body is not a barbarian.
"Is it him?" after Yang Wu wondered, he took his horse and walked towards the strong man who made iron with dream ice and snow.
When Yang Wu and his entourage approached, the young man found them for the first time, carrying a red iron rod and showing a wary look.
The boy mainly saw that Yang Wu was different from the barbarians, so he was afraid of whether he was the enemy.
"Water!" the middle-aged man was concentrating on beating the iron, and suddenly scolded the boy.
"Oh, I'll do it now!" the young man returned to his senses, shivered, and soaked the red iron billet in his hand into the bucket.
Ziz!
A burst of white smoke burst out of the water immediately.
The young man handed the iron blank back to the middle-aged strong man. The middle-aged strong man handed another iron to the young man and kept beating with the watered iron.
Jingle jingle!
This is a very rhythmic sound of beating iron. Bursts of red stars keep splashing, and the thick iron billet gradually becomes thinner, revealing the smooth iron back.
At first, Yang Wu didn't care. He was just curious to see how the middle-aged strong man made iron, but as he looked more and more, he found that the middle-aged strong man made iron in a different way.
The middle-aged strong man's horse steps are very stable. The hammer in his hand is the best weapon in his hand. He is beating at an unpleasant or slow frequency. His arms raised back and forth are the same height, and there is no change in his body shape. The other palm holding the iron blank is like playing with a toy and rotating the iron blank back and forth, but his palm and the iron blank are not really held together, However, it was controlled by a mysterious Qi, which turned freely, and everything of the iron billet was under his control.
With a burst of hammering, the iron was knocked into a knife shape. This knife shape looks nothing special. Careful observation will find that there is almost no ruffian time on the blade, which looks extremely smooth. It can see everything like a mirror, and it takes less than a quarter of an hour, which is really shocking.
Even Yang Wu, a layman, realized that the middle-aged man's means of forging iron was a miracle.
Ordinary blacksmiths can't do it in a day or two, and it's difficult to compare with the level of this middle-aged man.
This is a clever weapon refiner's method!
When he couldn't finish a knife, he took over the iron billet in the boy's hand and continued to bury his head, as if he didn't see the arrival of Yang Wu and his party.
Only the young man's eyes kept flashing, his eyes fell more on the dream ice and snow, and his tender face was flushed with shame from time to time.
Yang Wu looked at it for a while. Just when he was about to leave, the middle-aged man who made iron raised the iron blank in his hand to the shelf behind him and threw it on the shelf accurately. Then he looked up and said to Yang Wu and Mengxue, "it's a guest from afar. Xiao fan gives the guest horse milk wine."
"It's the adoptive father." the young man answered urgently, turned and ran back to the camp. Soon he took out three bags of horse milk wine and handed it to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man patted the boy's messy head and said, "wine should be served to the guests first. Don't you understand this etiquette?"
"Sorry, adoptive father!" the boy apologized, ran to Yang Wu and Mengxue with the wine, and handed out the two bags.
Mengxue didn't pick it up. Yang Wu picked it up for her, then opened it and smelled it. A smell of milk wine floated out. He couldn't help praising: "good wine!"
The boy took the remaining bag of wine back to the middle-aged strong man. The middle-aged strong man picked it up and said to Yang Wu and Mengxue, "please drink!"
Yang Wu also raised his wine and drank it.
Mengxue didn't drink, but Xiaohei opened the mouth of the wine bag from Yang Wu's gun and drank it.
"Woof woof, this milk wine is really coquettish!" Xiao Hei couldn't help sticking out his tongue after drinking it.
Only Yang Wu could hear it, but no one else could hear it.
"Ha ha!" the boy couldn't help laughing when he saw the little black dog.
The middle-aged man scolded the young man's head again: "who made you laugh at the guests? It's impolite and don't apologize to the guests!"
The boy hung his head and apologized, "I'm sorry."
Yang Wu waved his hand and said, "it's no problem. My spirit pet doesn't know much about etiquette."
Just after that, Xiao Hei spit a mouthful of mare's milk wine on Yang Wu's face.
"Hey hey" the boy couldn't help laughing again.
Ouch!
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The barbarians have lived on the beautiful prairie for generations. They are a passionate and heroic race with spirit demons such as elephants, cattle and horses.
For the people of the Xia Dynasty, the barbarians are heinous. For the barbarians themselves, they are close to each tribe, United and loving. They are not vicious at all.
The view here is endless. Young grass is growing. There are like demon families, cattle demon groups and horse demon groups. They occupy some territory and live among them. Barbarians can coexist peacefully among them. They are naturally close to these ethnic groups, especially the Meng tribe, which can drive them to attack and resist the enemy.
Carrying the snow and ice of beauty dream, Yang Wu rode a noble blood dragon horse to visit the barbarian barracks with Huangfu zhanxiong.
Among the barbarians, the blood dragon horse is a special horse demon for the royal family. Its horsepower is amazing. It can travel thousands of miles a day. Its speed is extremely amazing. It is said that there is a trace of dragon blood flowing on its body. Its horse is quite strong, with red blood fur and powerful and vigorous limbs.
Mengxue couldn't move her eyes when she saw the blood dragon horse, so Huangfu Zhan Xiong decided to give her the blood dragon horse as a mount.
The blood dragon horse is extremely arrogant. How can ordinary people sit on it? When Mengxue and Yang Wu sit on it, it also wants to give them a threat. As a result, it was slapped on the ground by Mengxue and kept shouting.
It was frightened. It was just a demon general. How could it bear the power of Mengxue? Mengxue would kill it if Yang Wu hadn't persuaded it.
They took Xiao Hei to the barracks. The other four heavenly demons stayed in place and didn't follow.
It has to be said that Yang Wuyi is brave. Even Huangfu and Zhan Xiong gave him a thumbs up.
If this scene is seen by the people of Daxia, it will definitely label Yang Wu as a traitor. How does Yang Wu care? He was a prison slave earlier and almost killed. Although he would not betray Daxia, it does not mean that he will continue to be loyal to the royal family of Daxia. Their way of doing it has made his heart cold, and he must make some strong responses, Tell the royal family that he didn't knead Yang Wu at will.
All this he did was to seek justice and return the lintel of his Yang family.
The barbarian army was very impressed by Yang Wu. In the recent war, the young man was killed to stir up the situation and kill their Barbarian King. Now they bring the heavenly demon to show off their barbarian army, which is really hateful.
Unfortunately, they looked at their patriarchs and had to be careful to accompany them. They didn't have the courage to challenge Yang Wu.
Fortunately, Yang Wu and his entourage did not stay in this camp for long. They went all the way to Huangfu tribe with Huangfu zhanxiong.
Along the way, Yang Wu was completely intoxicated by the grassland scenery.
In spring, the tender grass is green and full of vitality. The light wind blows, and the tender buds bow slightly, just like saluting guests from afar.
The cattle and horses were galloping freely, and the cries echoed here endlessly. It was so happy.
In the distance, the sound of the shepherd's flute sounded melodiously. A child sat on the back of the cow and was leisurely feeding cattle and sheep. He was carefree and had only the vast grassland in his eyes.
More teenagers are galloping with their horses. They are chasing their favorite girls. The girls are smiling like flowers, and the bells on their clothes make bursts of clear and crisp noise, adding strong bright colors to this spring and color.
The ice face of dream ice and snow, which is like a thousand years old, is also a little more angry. It seems to be infected by the beautiful scenery of this world. She snuggled softly in the wide and warm chest behind her, full of endless satisfaction and happiness.
Yang Wu looked at everything here, all the troubles in his heart disappeared, and the Jiasuo on his back seemed to break in an instant. The shenting was quiet and his heart was relaxed. The spiritual power of the shenting soul and the mysterious Qi in the peach pit Dantian began to swim all over his body. The two forces were blending, the shenting Taoist flowers were growing vigorously, and the power of the peach pit Dantian was surging, The soul and body are incomparably happy, as if they want to integrate with this heaven and earth.
Yang Wu hugged the thin waist of dream ice and snow, looked up to the sky and said with a loud smile: "let's gallop our horses and step on the boundless grassland!"
A man, a woman and a dog, sitting on the blood dragon horse, galloped heartily on the grassland, feeling incomparably refreshing.
Huangfu zhanxiong looked at Yang Wu and his party who had gone away and didn't stop them. He smiled and said to himself, "no matter who comes to our grassland, he will like everything here."
He took dozens of riders behind him and slowly followed him from behind.
This is their grassland territory. Yang Wu dares to go deep. They have no reason to be afraid of what special things the guests do here.
Yang Wu and his party were running wildly. They didn't know how many miles they had run. They stopped when they saw a tribal place from a distance.
The barbarians were still very hostile to the Daxia people. Although Yang Wu was not afraid, he didn't want to cause any trouble, so he got off his horse and planned to wait for Huangfu zhanxiong and his party to come.
Also at this time, Yang Wu suddenly heard bursts of clear sound of striking iron.
Jingle jingle!
Yang Wu looked curiously towards the sound source. From a distance, he saw a lonely camp far away from the tribe. In front of the camp, there was a large stove, other auxiliary stoves and weapons forging tools. In front of the large stove, a middle-aged man with bare upper body was holding his sledgehammer and beating iron constantly, Next to him, there was a black boy running around, as if he were working as an assistant for the strong man.
Yang Wu's eyesight is extraordinary. Even if he is far away, he can still see that the middle-aged man with bare upper body is not a barbarian.
"Is it him?" after Yang Wu wondered, he took his horse and walked towards the strong man who made iron with dream ice and snow.
When Yang Wu and his entourage approached, the young man found them for the first time, carrying a red iron rod and showing a wary look.
The boy mainly saw that Yang Wu was different from the barbarians, so he was afraid of whether he was the enemy.
"Water!" the middle-aged man was concentrating on beating the iron, and suddenly scolded the boy.
"Oh, I'll do it now!" the young man returned to his senses, shivered, and soaked the red iron billet in his hand into the bucket.
Ziz!
A burst of white smoke burst out of the water immediately.
The young man handed the iron blank back to the middle-aged strong man. The middle-aged strong man handed another iron to the young man and kept beating with the watered iron.
Jingle jingle!
This is a very rhythmic sound of beating iron. Bursts of red stars keep splashing, and the thick iron billet gradually becomes thinner, revealing the smooth iron back.
At first, Yang Wu didn't care. He was just curious to see how the middle-aged strong man made iron, but as he looked more and more, he found that the middle-aged strong man made iron in a different way.
The middle-aged strong man's horse steps are very stable. The hammer in his hand is the best weapon in his hand. He is beating at an unpleasant or slow frequency. His arms raised back and forth are the same height, and there is no change in his body shape. The other palm holding the iron blank is like playing with a toy and rotating the iron blank back and forth, but his palm and the iron blank are not really held together, However, it was controlled by a mysterious Qi, which turned freely, and everything of the iron billet was under his control.
With a burst of hammering, the iron was knocked into a knife shape. This knife shape looks nothing special. Careful observation will find that there is almost no ruffian time on the blade, which looks extremely smooth. It can see everything like a mirror, and it takes less than a quarter of an hour, which is really shocking.
Even Yang Wu, a layman, realized that the middle-aged man's means of forging iron was a miracle.
Ordinary blacksmiths can't do it in a day or two, and it's difficult to compare with the level of this middle-aged man.
This is a clever weapon refiner's method!
When he couldn't finish a knife, he took over the iron billet in the boy's hand and continued to bury his head, as if he didn't see the arrival of Yang Wu and his party.
Only the young man's eyes kept flashing, his eyes fell more on the dream ice and snow, and his tender face was flushed with shame from time to time.
Yang Wu looked at it for a while. Just when he was about to leave, the middle-aged man who made iron raised the iron blank in his hand to the shelf behind him and threw it on the shelf accurately. Then he looked up and said to Yang Wu and Mengxue, "it's a guest from afar. Xiao fan gives the guest horse milk wine."
"It's the adoptive father." the young man answered urgently, turned and ran back to the camp. Soon he took out three bags of horse milk wine and handed it to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man patted the boy's messy head and said, "wine should be served to the guests first. Don't you understand this etiquette?"
"Sorry, adoptive father!" the boy apologized, ran to Yang Wu and Mengxue with the wine, and handed out the two bags.
Mengxue didn't pick it up. Yang Wu picked it up for her, then opened it and smelled it. A smell of milk wine floated out. He couldn't help praising: "good wine!"
The boy took the remaining bag of wine back to the middle-aged strong man. The middle-aged strong man picked it up and said to Yang Wu and Mengxue, "please drink!"
Yang Wu also raised his wine and drank it.
Mengxue didn't drink, but Xiaohei opened the mouth of the wine bag from Yang Wu's gun and drank it.
"Woof woof, this milk wine is really coquettish!" Xiao Hei couldn't help sticking out his tongue after drinking it.
Only Yang Wu could hear it, but no one else could hear it.
"Ha ha!" the boy couldn't help laughing when he saw the little black dog.
The middle-aged man scolded the young man's head again: "who made you laugh at the guests? It's impolite and don't apologize to the guests!"
The boy hung his head and apologized, "I'm sorry."
Yang Wu waved his hand and said, "it's no problem. My spirit pet doesn't know much about etiquette."
Just after that, Xiao Hei spit a mouthful of mare's milk wine on Yang Wu's face.
"Hey hey" the boy couldn't help laughing again.
Ouch!
……
The barbarians have lived on the beautiful prairie for generations. They are a passionate and heroic race with spirit demons such as elephants, cattle and horses.For the people of the Xia Dynasty, the barbarians are heinous. For the barbarians themselves, they are close to each tribe, United and loving. They are not vicious at all.The view here is endless. Young grass is growing. There are like demon families, cattle demon groups and horse demon groups. They occupy some territory and live among them. Barbarians can coexist peacefully among them. They are naturally close to these ethnic groups, especially the Meng tribe, which can drive them to attack and resist the enemy.Carrying the snow and ice of beauty dream, Yang Wu rode a noble blood dragon horse to visit the barbarian barracks with Huangfu zhanxiong.Among the barbarians, the blood dragon horse is a special horse demon for the royal family. Its horsepower is amazing. It can travel thousands of miles a day. Its speed is extremely amazing. It is said that there is a trace of dragon blood flowing on its body. Its horse is quite strong, with red blood fur and powerful and vigorous limbs.Mengxue couldn't move her eyes when she saw the blood dragon horse, so Huangfu Zhan Xiong decided to give her the blood dragon horse as a mount.The blood dragon horse is extremely arrogant. How can ordinary people sit on it? When Mengxue and Yang Wu sit on it, it also wants to give them a threat. As a result, it was slapped on the ground by Mengxue and kept shouting.It was frightened. It was just a demon general. How could it bear the power of Mengxue? Mengxue would kill it if Yang Wu hadn't persuaded it.They took Xiao Hei to the barracks. The other four heavenly demons stayed in place and didn't follow.It has to be said that Yang Wuyi is brave. Even Huangfu and Zhan Xiong gave him a thumbs up.If this scene is seen by the people of Daxia, it will definitely label Yang Wu as a traitor. How does Yang Wu care? He was a prison slave earlier and almost killed. Although he would not betray Daxia, it does not mean that he will continue to be loyal to the royal family of Daxia. Their way of doing it has made his heart cold, and he must make some strong responses, Tell the royal family that he didn't knead Yang Wu at will.All this he did was to seek justice and return the lintel of his Yang family.The barbarian army was very impressed by Yang Wu. In the recent war, the young man was killed to stir up the situation and kill their Barbarian King. Now they bring the heavenly demon to show off their barbarian army, which is really hateful.Unfortunately, they looked at their patriarchs and had to be careful to accompany them. They didn't have the courage to challenge Yang Wu.Fortunately, Yang Wu and his entourage did not stay in this camp for long. They went all the way to Huangfu tribe with Huangfu zhanxiong.Along the way, Yang Wu was completely intoxicated by the grassland scenery.In spring, the tender grass is green and full of vitality. The light wind blows, and the tender buds bow slightly, just like saluting guests from afar.The cattle and horses were galloping freely, and the cries echoed here endlessly. It was so happy.In the distance, the sound of the shepherd's flute sounded melodiously. A child sat on the back of the cow and was leisurely feeding cattle and sheep. He was carefree and had only the vast grassland in his eyes.More teenagers are galloping with their horses. They are chasing their favorite girls. The girls are smiling like flowers, and the bells on their clothes make bursts of clear and crisp noise, adding strong bright colors to this spring and color.The ice face of dream ice and snow, which is like a thousand years old, is also a little more angry. It seems to be infected by the beautiful scenery of this world. She snuggled softly in the wide and warm chest behind her, full of endless satisfaction and happiness.Yang Wu looked at everything here, all the troubles in his heart disappeared, and the Jiasuo on his back seemed to break in an instant. The shenting was quiet and his heart was relaxed. The spiritual power of the shenting soul and the mysterious Qi in the peach pit Dantian began to swim all over his body. The two forces were blending, the shenting Taoist flowers were growing vigorously, and the power of the peach pit Dantian was surging, The soul and body are incomparably happy, as if they want to integrate with this heaven and earth.Yang Wu hugged the thin waist of dream ice and snow, looked up to the sky and said with a loud smile: "let's gallop our horses and step on the boundless grassland!"A man, a woman and a dog, sitting on the blood dragon horse, galloped heartily on the grassland, feeling incomparably refreshing.Huangfu zhanxiong looked at Yang Wu and his party who had gone away and didn't stop them. He smiled and said to himself, "no matter who comes to our grassland, he will like everything here."He took dozens of riders behind him and slowly followed him from behind.This is their grassland territory. Yang Wu dares to go deep. They have no reason to be afraid of what special things the guests do here.Yang Wu and his party were running wildly. They didn't know how many miles they had run. They stopped when they saw a tribal place from a distance.The barbarians were still very hostile to the Daxia people. Although Yang Wu was not afraid, he didn't want to cause any trouble, so he got off his horse and planned to wait for Huangfu zhanxiong and his party to come.Also at this time, Yang Wu suddenly heard bursts of clear sound of striking iron.Jingle jingle!Yang Wu looked curiously towards the sound source. From a distance, he saw a lonely camp far away from the tribe. In front of the camp, there was a large stove, other auxiliary stoves and weapons forging tools. In front of the large stove, a middle-aged man with bare upper body was holding his sledgehammer and beating iron constantly, Next to him, there was a black boy running around, as if he were working as an assistant for the strong man.Yang Wu's eyesight is extraordinary. Even if he is far away, he can still see that the middle-aged man with bare upper body is not a barbarian."Is it him?" after Yang Wu wondered, he took his horse and walked towards the strong man who made iron with dream ice and snow.When Yang Wu and his entourage approached, the young man found them for the first time, carrying a red iron rod and showing a wary look.The boy mainly saw that Yang Wu was different from the barbarians, so he was afraid of whether he was the enemy."Water!" the middle-aged man was concentrating on beating the iron, and suddenly scolded the boy."Oh, I'll do it now!" the young man returned to his senses, shivered, and soaked the red iron billet in his hand into the bucket.Ziz!A burst of white smoke burst out of the water immediately.The young man handed the iron blank back to the middle-aged strong man. The middle-aged strong man handed another iron to the young man and kept beating with the watered iron.Jingle jingle!This is a very rhythmic sound of beating iron. Bursts of red stars keep splashing, and the thick iron billet gradually becomes thinner, revealing the smooth iron back.At first, Yang Wu didn't care. He was just curious to see how the middle-aged strong man made iron, but as he looked more and more, he found that the middle-aged strong man made iron in a different way.The middle-aged strong man's horse steps are very stable. The hammer in his hand is the best weapon in his hand. He is beating at an unpleasant or slow frequency. His arms raised back and forth are the same height, and there is no change in his body shape. The other palm holding the iron blank is like playing with a toy and rotating the iron blank back and forth, but his palm and the iron blank are not really held together, However, it was controlled by a mysterious Qi, which turned freely, and everything of the iron billet was under his control.With a burst of hammering, the iron was knocked into a knife shape. This knife shape looks nothing special. Careful observation will find that there is almost no ruffian time on the blade, which looks extremely smooth. It can see everything like a mirror, and it takes less than a quarter of an hour, which is really shocking.Even Yang Wu, a layman, realized that the middle-aged man's means of forging iron was a miracle.Ordinary blacksmiths can't do it in a day or two, and it's difficult to compare with the level of this middle-aged man.This is a clever weapon refiner's method!When he couldn't finish a knife, he took over the iron billet in the boy's hand and continued to bury his head, as if he didn't see the arrival of Yang Wu and his party.Only the young man's eyes kept flashing, his eyes fell more on the dream ice and snow, and his tender face was flushed with shame from time to time.Yang Wu looked at it for a while. Just when he was about to leave, the middle-aged man who made iron raised the iron blank in his hand to the shelf behind him and threw it on the shelf accurately. Then he looked up and said to Yang Wu and Mengxue, "it's a guest from afar. Xiao fan gives the guest horse milk wine.""It's the adoptive father." the young man answered urgently, turned and ran back to the camp. Soon he took out three bags of horse milk wine and handed it to the middle-aged man.The middle-aged man patted the boy's messy head and said, "wine should be served to the guests first. Don't you understand this etiquette?""Sorry, adoptive father!" the boy apologized, ran to Yang Wu and Mengxue with the wine, and handed out the two bags.Mengxue didn't pick it up. Yang Wu picked it up for her, then opened it and smelled it. A smell of milk wine floated out. He couldn't help praising: "good wine!"The boy took the remaining bag of wine back to the middle-aged strong man. The middle-aged strong man picked it up and said to Yang Wu and Mengxue, "please drink!"Yang Wu also raised his wine and drank it.Mengxue didn't drink, but Xiaohei opened the mouth of the wine bag from Yang Wu's gun and drank it."Woof woof, this milk wine is really coquettish!" Xiao Hei couldn't help sticking out his tongue after drinking it.Only Yang Wu could hear it, but no one else could hear it."Ha ha!" the boy couldn't help laughing when he saw the little black dog.The middle-aged man scolded the young man's head again: "who made you laugh at the guests? It's impolite and don't apologize to the guests!"The boy hung his head and apologized, "I'm sorry."Yang Wu waved his hand and said, "it's no problem. My spirit pet doesn't know much about etiquette."Just after that, Xiao Hei spit a mouthful of mare's milk wine on Yang Wu's face."Hey hey" the boy couldn't help laughing again.Ouch!
