Chapter six hundred and twenty-seven The road ahead is long
(Second update)
If it were normal, Ling Feng would have raised his eyebrows in a very cool manner according to the routine, and then said with great pride that there is no one in the world who can't do it, but facing Hulunbo who saved the crisis at the critical moment, Ling Feng
With a modest look on his face, he said, "A little bit."
"Ah, you are really good at it, brother, you are really awesome."
Hulunbo raised his thumbs. His admiration was sincere, because forging is completely different from alchemy. On the Shenqi Continent, forging has always been regarded as a low-level industry. No matter how capable the blacksmith is, there is no big one.
Even with the help of a famous forge, he would only be a poor, low-class person.
Moreover, even if a famous forging master joins a large-scale forging workshop, he is only famous for his shop. Unless he is a very famous fighter himself and then becomes a blacksmith, he will be looked at by others. For the profession of blacksmith alone,
As long as they are not too poor to eat, no one will study.
Hulunbo admired Lingfeng for this reason. The majestic master Raya could actually swing a hammer with his bare arms and learn to forge. This kind of courage was not something ordinary people had.
Ling Feng chuckled and asked again: "What kind of weapon do you like? I'll give you one."
Hulunbo thought for a while with his head held high. In his opinion, even if Lingfeng could forge, he wouldn't necessarily be that clever. He suddenly mentioned giving him weapons, maybe because he wanted to bring the relationship closer to the complicated Lingfeng.
If you can't give me anything, then you won't be able to step down. His mind was spinning, and Hulunbo grinned: "Then give me an iron-bone fan handle."
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. The Iron Bone Fan is a soft weapon. The so-called soft means that it is more popular than the common swords, guns, swords and halberds. Moreover, the Iron Bone Fan is actually a kind of hidden weapon, with a mechanism built into the fan bone.
, can fire ten slender sleeve arrows. This kind of weapon is just one in orthodox forging learning.
The elementary course cannot be called complicated. It only takes a few minutes for Ling Feng to practice it. However, the Divine Sword of Light is a holy weapon, and it is refined in the Nine Dragon Cauldron. In this way, Ling Feng can practice it.
The iron bone fan must also be a holy weapon, a soft weapon at the level of a holy weapon. It would be a bit outrageous to take it out.
Moreover, the users of soft weapons are usually mind masters and animal trainers with extremely poor self-protection abilities. Although Hulunbo's fighting ability is not very good, he is an orthodox fighter at least, and he has a fan? Ling Feng said quietly
Said: "How about you think about it again, the iron bone fan is a soft weapon, can you make it open?"
"If there's anything I can't do, then I'll use gold thread to hang the face, and find a famous painter to draw a good fan for me. A fan like this, think about it, how many beauties are looking at it."
Hulunbo had a look of yearning on his face. Lingfeng was immediately relieved when he said this. Hulunbo himself was also very interested. If he really wanted to make such a fan, it would be a good idea to pretend to be cool as a weapon. He thought
Thinking about it, Hulunbo showed a satisfied smile. Lingfeng saw that he really wanted the fan and did not force it. He nodded and walked back to the Nine Dragon Cauldron. Read the full text of "Special Sniper Returning to the Late Qing Dynasty".
Hulunbo was a laid-back man with a casual temper. Nothing seemed to be a big deal to him. Renault's death and his commitment to Ling Feng would not make anyone else's mood rise, but this person
It was different. When he thought that the fan could be used to show off, he immediately began to think about it, and the smile on his face became more and more slutty.
I don’t know what Hulunbo was thinking, but in short, the increasingly rippling face was almost drooling. About a quarter of an hour later, Lingfeng’s hand flashed with light, and the crisp sound of rubbing attracted Hulunbo.
Bo's attention, Hulunbo came back to his senses and turned around to look, and was dumbfounded.
I saw Ling Feng holding a silver fan in his hand. The fan was made of pure silver metal from the fan ribs to the fan surface. The small hollow locks connected to form a delicate fan surface, and the fan surface was a landscape painting. With a slight shake,
The fan seems to have countless cross-sections turning the light, which is really gorgeous and beautiful.
"Here, the fan you want."
Ling Feng handed over the extraordinary-looking iron bone fan in his hand, but in fact it was no longer an ordinary iron bone fan. After all, Renault's Divine Sword of Light was a rare holy weapon, not to mention the precious materials.
The cauldron used by Ling Feng was an ancient god from his previous life.
In addition, Ling Feng's own forging talent is not bad. The fan he refined for Hulunbo can not only shoot thirty-six bone-penetrating targets in succession, but also pull the fan bones on both sides directly into one at critical moments.
It can be said that Ling Feng put a lot of thought into this piece of chain mail.
Hulunbo stupidly took the fan and fiddled with it a few times under Ling Feng's guidance. He burst into tears of regret and wanted to fight for the ground with his head.
"What's going on?"
Ling Feng looked at Hulunbo strangely, who was holding his lower back and crying without tears. Could it be that he didn't like this fan? To be honest, Ling Feng didn't expect that a fan could be so extraordinary even if it was made with this function alone.
Having said that, the grades are there, the best holy weapons. How many best holy weapons are there in this world? Will the stinging sea in Ling Feng's hand soon be just a top holy weapon?
"My brother, if I had known you had this ability, it would be great if you could give me a big sword. I have always wanted a top-quality big sword."
Hulunbo looked sad. It would be as tragic as it was tragic. Lingfeng couldn't help laughing and patted his shoulder: "Isn't it just a big sword? I'll give you one when I get good materials later. This
If you don't like the fan, I'll sell it."
"Now, this is what you said. You owe me a big sword. Also, I didn't say I didn't like this fan."
Hulunbo showed a treacherous smile, quickly stuffed the fan into his waist, and then grinned. Lingfeng laughed, as if he saw the shadow of Ma III in him, even though he shouted
Lun Bo was much more cunning than Ma III, but Ling Feng seemed to have never laughed like this in a long time.
When he thought of Ma III, Ling Feng's face darkened. Hulunbo's straightforwardness and courage to accept reality were great for Ling Feng. He had another powerful helper, and Ling Feng believed that he could make Hu Lunbo
Lun Bo gradually convinced him and became a brother and friend sincerely.
It’s just a last resort, the newcomers are greeted with laughter, and the backs of the old ones are pitiful. Ling Feng has never been a person who likes the new and hates the old. On the contrary, he is very affectionate. Ma Sanshi’s left without saying goodbye, Sha Tailang’s left without saying goodbye, Xie Erniu and Ding Li
Ling Feng's disappearance brought great burden and pain to Ling Feng.
Ling Feng suddenly discovered sadly that those who had been chatting and laughing with him through life and death had drifted away from him. Xie Erniu and Ding Li must be rescued by Ling Feng. As long as the Deep Sea Patroller finds them, Ling Feng
Feng will try his best to find them, but Ma Sanshi and Sha Tailang Lingfeng have no way to find them.
The helplessness of mortals is often reflected in the joys and sorrows of this reality. No matter how strong Ling Feng is, even the gods have to fall in front of him. How weak Ling Feng is, he is so weak that he cannot even defeat his own subordinates.
Finding the trace, life is always accompanied by gains and losses. It was not until this moment that Ling Feng understood why the master loved to drink in his previous life.
The hardest thing for a person to do in this life is to let go. Some people are fighting for power, some are grabbing for profit, some are lustful, and some are greedy for money. If you want to say that you are not good at all of these, then you always have things you care about, feelings, honor, and life.
Who can let it go? People are not grass and trees. Who can have no desires and demands? When you can't let go, drink some wine. When you are drunk, you will forget to live with the teacher: a romantic student.
Ling Feng recalled the master's nagging in his mind. He was young at that time, and he didn't understand what the old man who could only plant flowers and plants and lie in front of the alchemy furnace every day had to forget. He even laughed in front of him.
Until today, when he couldn't let go and felt unbearable pain in his heart when he remembered him, Ling Feng finally understood the old man to some extent.
He thought, if there was a chance, let him ask the old man about his sad past. Unfortunately, Ling Feng raised his head, the dusk was getting darker, and the last ray of sunshine was replaced by dusk. At first, this sky did not seem to be the same.
There is no difference, but the cool breeze blows and Ling Feng wakes up after a shiver. This is another world and he can't go back.
"What are you looking at?" During this period of time when Lingfeng was distracted, Hulunbo had been squatting beside him curiously. As soon as Lingfeng came back to his senses, he saw Hulunbo's big eyes. He was also a beast-blooded warrior who had signed a contract.
Not so bold, Ling Eleven stood guard from a distance, Twelve and Thirteen firmly guarded Ling Feng's surroundings, only Hulunbo naturally squatted close to Ling Feng.
"I'm wondering if the deep expression on your face reminds you of some beautiful woman?"
Hulunbo said seriously
"I remembered a friend from before, he was very similar to you."
Ling Feng also returned very seriously.
"Ahem, big brother, I want to explain one thing to you. Although I look a bit outstanding, I am very clean and self-sufficient, and I have liked women since I was a child. You don't know... Hey, hey, hey,
Why are you leaving... Listen to what I have to say..." Hulunbo, who was shouting, ran after Ling Feng who was walking away, chattering all the way.
Renault's death was silent. He seemed to have disappeared from this world. Even the other members of the Immortality Mission were still unable to find Renault's existence. It was just a melee in the forest, and the missions of the five empires almost disappeared.
All of them were disabled, and only Andoli and the others were left in Hakuba.
There was only one other woman, Meng Jingang and Aling'a who were seriously injured in the Titan Mission, and even the captain Renault of the Immortality Mission was missing without a trace. In addition to these three empires, needless to say the other Bayern Empire,
Hulunbo all followed Ling Feng, and Bayern could be said to have been completely wiped out.
Only Raya, who initially looked like she was about to die, survived to the end. Although Ling Feng and Nalan Yunsu still parted ways, Ling Feng and the others may be the only team with no casualties.
The seasons in Doomsday Canyon are changeable. Here you can’t experience the normal time changes at all. It may be sunny in the morning, but it will be stormy at night. Maybe the leaves are bleak one moment, but it will be snowy and wintery the next second, and the wind will be strong at this time.
They are experiencing this strange scene
, the thick snow can reach your knees when you step into it. Just one hour into the night, the wind and snow changed the appearance of the forest. It was difficult to sleep in the open in such weather, so Ling Feng had to
Take Hulunbo and the others to find a high ground and then set up camp.
"What the hell, what the hell is the weather like in this place? I don't think it's called Doomsday Canyon. It's better to call it Devil's Canyon."
Hulunbo kept venting his dissatisfaction. Even though Lingfeng had given him flame crystals to keep out the cold, he still felt uncomfortable because it was extremely easy to slip in the snow, and he didn't want to.
As agile as Ling Feng and the Beast Blood Warrior, Hulunbo had already fallen down no less than seven or eight times along the way.
"The weather is a bit bad, but I think it would be better if you didn't fan at this time."
Ling Feng glanced at Hulunbo, and Hulunbo's face suddenly became extremely embarrassed. The more he played with the fan, the more he liked it. When he shook it, the silver light flashed. Even if no beautiful woman was seduced by him, he himself had a great time.
I deserved to have my butt turned blue from falling down along the way.
"Master, there is a fire ahead." Ling Eleven, who ran out to explore the way in advance from time to time, came back and pointed at the dark forest. Ling Eleven lowered his voice and said, "Fire?" Ling Feng frowned.
Under the guidance of Shiyi, he walked quickly to the front
On the high slope above, with a slope of about tens of meters down from the high slope, there is a relatively sparse flat land. On the flat land is a forest much lower than here. The forest there not only looks empty, but also has a
The big ball of fire was very dazzling.
"Hey, there's firelight, doesn't that mean there's hot water to drink, that's great."
Hulunbo climbed up with a breath of white air, and his brows suddenly lit up with joy.