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Xingchen said: "Don't be afraid, I'm not like your former master, they just want to use you." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But I won't, and neither will our boss. Even if Lingshan had to ask for your blood, I wouldn't do it. Qingshi looked at him for a moment and said, "Really?" Xingchen said: "Don't you believe me?" Qingshi nodded and said, "I believe it." Xingchen said, "Wouldn't that be good." Cut you like that, and they'll be able to do it. Qingshi said: "It hurts, and I feel very cold after cutting blood." I couldn't slow down for many days, and I couldn't even eat. Xingchen said: "You don't have to be afraid, the head will also teach you a few spells, so that these bad guys can't beat you in the future, and they can't catch you and cut your blood." Qingshi was very happy, turned his head to look at Han Yiming and said, "Really, the master?" Han Yiming said: "When I am free, I will definitely teach you two tricks." Although Xingchen didn't explain, Han Yiming already understood that he would not force Qingshi to prick blood, but if Qingshi himself was willing to prick blood, it would not be considered to break Lingshan's oath to accept him into the door.

Xingchen's mind has always been difficult to guess, Han Yiming thinks he can't understand his mind, since he was a child, he feels that his mind is far beyond his expectations. It seems to be scheming, but it seems to be simple by nature. When Qingshi entered Lingshan, Han Yiming really looked at him pitifully, he had spiritual blood and let others slaughter him, thinking that he would suffer less when he was in Lingshan. I didn't expect that there was a star waiting here, Qingshi and Xingchen have always been good, listening to Xingchen say that cutting blood, Han Yiming suddenly felt that this was Xingchen's inner words after waiting for a long time. Qingshi was silent for a while, and said to Xingchen: "Do you want me to cut blood?" Xingchen said: "Will you cut blood for the sake of Lingshan?" Qingshi looked at him for a moment and said: "If you really want me to cut blood, I, I will cut it." ”

Xingchen said: "It hurts so much to cut the blood, you better not cut it." Qingshi said: "I mean seriously, I treat you as my friend, if you really want me to cut your blood, I will let you cut it." Xingchen said: "I'm also telling the truth, it hurts so much to cut blood, don't cut it." Your blood is very strong, at most you can prick your finger with the tip of a needle, and two drops of blood are enough. Cutting you like that shows how bad your former master's cultivation was. Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief, he was extremely innocent, his expression was relaxed, and said: "I know that you are teasing me, and you will not really cut me." Xingchen said: "I never hit the idea of a good baby on someone else." Your blood is your good treasure, and I won't be able to beat you up. Qingshi also said seriously: "You also said that my blood is very spiritual, we are such good friends, one day you want my blood, you tell me, I will definitely give it to you." As soon as Han Yiming heard it, he knew that Qingshi's blood was stabbed, but he didn't know when it was going to be stabbed. Xingchen smiled: "I know, you don't have to worry, there is a boss here, and no one else's decision can hit you." ”

Qingshi looked at Nameless and said, "Is this calling him?" Huang Songtao's voice still came, and it didn't stop. Xingchen said, "Let him go." Qingshi didn't ask anymore, and stood there looking at Nameless. Nameless still used the fire flint to polish the divine stone, at this time he led that little bit of divine fire on the fire flint, as he polished, the divine fire brightened again and again, the flame became bigger and bigger in the beating, until late at night, the flame that was originally the size of a bean has become the size of two hands together.

Sweating all over his body, Nameless stood up and took off his clothes, put away the flint, walked aside with the flame in both hands, touched a stick of wood from the ground, placed the divine fire on it, and carefully placed the stick on the ground. The flame danced a few times on the wooden bar, gradually becoming smaller, and then turned out after a few moments. Han Yiming couldn't help but let out an "ah", the divine fire of the nameless hard work in the middle of the night was extinguished like this?

Suddenly, a little fire flashed around him, and when he looked down, there was a little spark on the edge of the stone pile where he was standing, and then another spark flashed, and after a while, the sparks flickered little by little, extending into the distance, and even the flower field had sparks flickering. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard Xingchen's voice and said: "Don't worry, the divine fire only needs to be avoided by the ** mortal fetus, and the spiritual flowers in the flower field will not be burned by the divine fire." Han Yiming turned his head to look at him, and said for a while: "Xingchen, are you really like us?" Xingchen said: "I am no different from the master, the master's spiritual power is strong, and I am also born with strong spiritual power, but I am still a **mortal fetus." Han Yiming sighed, and Xingchen said, "Can you understand where the spiritual power of the head comes from?" Han Yiming said: "I don't understand. Xingchen said: "I don't understand it now, but I will definitely be able to explain it in the future." When the time comes, I will definitely tell the master where my spiritual power comes from. ”

Qingshi looked at the stars and then at him, and he didn't say a word. Nameless went to the flowers, took an anvil and placed the flint on top of it. He waited with a hammer in his other hand, and after a moment the light of the flint was revealed. The flame was as faint as a bean, but once it flickered, the flame grew larger. Flickering for a while, Han Yiming had already seen that the little divine fire in the flower field had dimmed, but the divine fire on the fire flint stone was getting bigger and bigger. Han Yiming already understood that this was to receive all the divine fires all over the ground to the fire flint, but he didn't understand why this divine fire was all over the ground.

Nameless touched a large bucket out of nowhere, fetched a bucket of water and placed it next to the anvil. This divine fire is different from ordinary fire, it is not fire red, the color is extremely light, and it even looks a little cold. And Huang Songtao's call was still echoing in his ears, and Han Yiming suddenly thought, "Could it be that he knew that Nameless had made a move tonight before he came to call?" But this matter is really difficult to ask. Han Yiming would never meet Huang Songtao face-to-face at this time, but Nameless couldn't ask, and he couldn't ask why.

Nameless stood for a moment, then reached out and took out a palm-sized stone from his bosom and placed it on the anvil, raised his hammer and smashed it down. "Dang" sounded, the fire splashed, and Han Yiming instantly understood that it was not a stone, it was an iron stone. The sledgehammer in Nameless' hand smashed into the anvil, but in a few strokes, the iron stone had flattened. Nameless stopped his hand, placed the flint on the iron stone, turned it with clippers, and after a while, he lifted the sledgehammer again to beat the iron stone, and the iron stone became red after being hammered once, and when he hammered it thirty or fifty times, it had become like a bright lamp. The Divine Fire was not a raging flame, but the iron stone became smaller and brighter in the forging of the Divine Fire and the beating of the sledgehammer. After beating for a few more moments, the piece of iron and stone had been hammered into a flat sheet, and Nameless turned it over with clippers, bent into a ball, and beaten repeatedly.

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