enchanting blacksmith

"Gently, I'm leaving, just as I came gently, I waved my sleeves, but I didn't take a cloud away. Woooooooooo..."

Feng Tie repeated a little farewell poem from his previous life, with tears in his eyes: "Goodbye to my Lucy, goodbye to my Linda, and goodbye to Leighton Stuart."

Regardless of his dissuasion, Feng Tie rolled and vented in the carriage: "But why, why are they so cruel, even old Emma won't let me take them with them."

Feng Tie looked at him cautiously, full of bitterness: "Did you know that when other people time travel, I also time travel, but look at me dressed like a bear? You see, some male protagonists married a group of peerless beauties Be a daughter-in-law; look at some male protagonists who have made a fortune by making glass, making soap and wine and making four great inventions; The emperor. Look at me again!"

Tears welled up in Feng Tie's eyes: "Look at my current situation, I've been put on a short-lived waste who can't resist my shoulders, can't lift my hands, can't lift my face, and a group of old men escorted a sister Feng straight to the eighteenth floor of hell. It’s okay if you don’t go, and you still say that I’m treasonous, and whoever I invite provokes me.”

Not allowing him to speak, Feng Tie stretched out his sleeve and wiped his nose and continued to confide: "Whenever the night is quiet, I always reflect on my miserable life. I want to go back to my carefree childhood. At that time, I With a pure smile on his face, wearing a red scarf and open crotch pants, he ran happily on the road of socialism, and my second brother and I ran against the wind, how cool and comfortable it was.”

"Sometimes I feel that my life is not as good as a dog." Feng Tie wiped the big tears that rolled down with the back of his hand: "As a dog, I am carefree all day long. I go out for a stroll every morning. If you see a bitch in the green belt of the community that is pleasing to the eye, you can climb up and do whatever you want..."

"Oh, I don't want to talk anymore, I will be full of tears if I talk too much, I feel that I will never love again, you will not understand, what a painful realization..."

After expressing his personal feelings, Feng Tie, who wiped away his tears, suddenly turned his face.

With a "snap", Feng Tie trampled his loyal audience - a poor cockroach - to death, and crushed it several times with his toes: "Don't blame me for being cruel." Feng Tie spat viciously. : "As a Xiaoqiang, you know too much."

"Master!" Xiong Da, who was riding a horse, knocked on Feng Tie's car door outside: "Master Luo Fu wants to talk to you."

Feng Tie opened the car door and stuck his head out, and saw Luo Fu riding a horse and walking side by side with his carriage.

Luo Fu was the clerk sent by the kingdom during this mission. He was a middle-level general with no background in Wang's army. His straight waist and resolute face anytime and anywhere exuded the unique temperament of a soldier.

Luo Fu's figure was not burly but well-proportioned, his movements were nimble and his mind was clear, his sky blue imperial uniform and shiny high-waisted riding boots were always neat and clean, and he looked like a standard army.

Luo Fu adjusted the speed of his horse and turned his head to make himself as comfortable as possible when talking to the young noble captain: "Lord Feng Tie, we will leave our kingdom's territory ten kilometers ahead, and the sentinels there will let us pass. We are about to enter the edge of the Black Forest and must pass through it."

"Oh, I see, let's go through it, you can decide, you don't need to report this trivial matter to me, anyway, I don't know the way." Feng Tie said casually.

"But Master Feng Tie." Luo Fu's calm face showed a trace of embarrassment: "The path in the Black Forest is difficult to walk, your carriage is too wide and heavy, it will slow down our speed."

Feng Tie frowned, and begged with a mournful face: "Do you mean to let me throw away the carriage? Why didn't you say earlier that this carriage was built by my father with thousands of catties of refined iron. Not to mention that the inside is very safe, and its cost is very expensive, and the Baroque decoration style inside is very pleasing to my liking. Look at the murals, and then look at the backrest. They are all environmentally friendly materials with low formaldehyde and pollution-free, and... "

Luo Fu stared at Feng Tie expressionlessly, and Feng Tie's babbling voice became weaker and weaker. Finally, Feng Tie gave in: "Okay, okay, I don't want the carriage, but what do you want me to do? Know how to ride a horse, or else you can talk to the Duke of the Night and let me go back, so that I won't waste everyone's time!" Feng Tie began to play a rogue.

Luo Fu suggested to Feng Tie without any expression: "If you don't know how to ride a horse, my lord, there are only two choices left."

"What choice?" Feng Tie was dumbfounded.

"First, walk." Luo Fu stretched out a finger: "But I hope you can run faster and try to keep up with the speed of these long-legged horses, because the time is limited, if we can't reach the destination within the specified time, we will end up It's going to be miserable."

Feng Tie asked with a downcast face, "What about the second choice?"

"The second option is..." Luo Fu's eyes flashed a hint of teasing: "Go and ride in the prison car with Her Royal Highness Princess Avril. If you are brave and strong enough to fight, I will not stop you."

Feng Tie's mouth instantly opened into an O shape, and he hurriedly ran to the empty horse that Xiong Da was holding in his hand, and with Xiong Da's help on the horse, he turned his head and smiled flatteringly at Luo Fu: " I don’t think it’s necessary anymore. Riding a horse is actually very good. You can see the scenery and breathe the fresh air. Hahahaha. This man is very easygoing and kind, and I'd better ride a horse."

Luo Fu didn't say any more, the disdain on his face flashed away, and he ran towards the front of the team with his legs clamped on the horse's belly.

Xiong Da got on his horse and shrugged at Feng Tie: "Young master, isn't Lord Luo Fu clearly bullying others? You have a higher official position than him, why should you listen to him?"

"Shut up!" Feng Tie yelled softly: "Ignorant slave, what do you know? We have no experience in marching at all, so don't make the mistake of left-leaning blind radicalism. That Luo Fu is right, riding a horse is as good as riding a horse. In order for this little life to live longer, the young master can still eat this bit of hardship."

Feng Tie took a rare moment of seriousness, and told Xiong Da to keep an eye on his black bag full of life-saving hidden weapons, and lightly clamped the horse's belly and ran forward.

Running all the way to the side of the witch's prison car, Feng Tie began to slow down to keep up with the rhythm of the team.

Two black steeds in full-body iron armor were pulling a narrow wooden prison cart. The gap in the fence of the prison cart was so narrow that only a baby's arm could fit in.The wooden bars of the fence are covered with various weird patterns and symbols with sheep's blood.

The witch was still wearing the tattered long white dress that could barely cover her body, her long hair hanging down to cover her entire face.The dirt road was full of potholes, and the prison car was bumpy. The witch didn't seem to feel the hardship and cold. She buried her head between her knees and sat quietly on a corner of the prison car.

"Hello!" Feng Tie couldn't help but greeted the witch: "His Royal Highness, do you know where we are going to take you?"

Feng Tie had an ugly face of a complacent villain: "Now your fate is once again in the hands of my young master, so if you are sensible, raise your head and give me a brighter smile, or else you will annoy me, my young master." Kill or bury!"

The witch raised her head slowly, Feng Tie could still only see a pair of cold blue eyes through the gaps in her thick blond hair.

"Where are we going?" The witch seemed very disapproving: "I can feel where we are going. That is my destination and your final destiny."

The witch's voice became cold: "There is a force calling for you, and I am just your guide."

Without warning, the witch threw herself on the wooden railing of the prison car, clutching the two railings tightly with her hands, her pale finger bones turning blue from excessive force: "Go, he's waiting for you there, already waiting After you have brought you there for thousands or tens of thousands of years, I can also be freed."

Feng Tie looked at the out-of-control witch in horror, her voice had a distorted magic power, her pupils seemed to start turning, forming a fast-flowing and bottomless blue vortex inward, this vortex was devouring Feng Tie's soul , to pull him into the deep underground forever.

"Bah!" After a brief moment of distraction, Feng Tie straightened up and spat at the prison car: "I really think I am a great prophet, hehe, scare me, I even rushed over to the end of the world in 2012 Will you be fooled by your few words and can't tell the north from the south?"

For some reason, Feng Tie was a little annoyed: "You are just a prisoner in my hands, I need you to lead the way? If it weren't for the mercy of my young master at that time, I would have hacked you to death with a knife, and I can wait until you are comfortable Sitting here talking nonsense to me? What a joke."

Feng Tie turned his head to the side in disdain, squinting his eyes and despised this arrogant princess.

"You really almost killed me." The witch looked at Feng Tie for a while, and said slowly, while spitting out a black drop-shaped pendant full of cracks from her mouth: "This is where the dragon is about to die. Tears shed when it is time, it has the strongest defense in the world."

There was bitterness in the witch's eyes: "Because you gave me time to recite the spell when you sang to me, and I used all my strength to let your scimitar cut on this tear. I didn't expect it to be like that. It is so sharp that even the power of the dragon can hardly resist it."

Seeing that the nearby soldiers kept a considerable distance from the prison van, the witch winked at Feng Tie slyly, and said in a low voice, "It is this tear that has protected me all this time, so I can live until now. Don't look at it already Cracks, ordinary methods still can't kill me."

Seeing Feng Tie's face change from stunned and surprised to one full of smoke from his orifices, the witch smiled with satisfaction, yes, the witch smiled.Feng Tie clearly saw that the poisonous woman's big blue eyes had narrowed into crescent moons.

"But your scimitar has been broken."

The witch's tone became relaxed and cheerful: "The moment it broke, I felt that the power in it had disappeared, so you can't help me anymore, can't you, handsome baron."

"That's right, you damned little fox." Feng Tie gritted his teeth: "Now, I have no choice but to send you to that damn devil's castle, right? You want Are you happy to be back home? Wouldn’t it be a sense of accomplishment to take an irrelevant person like me to die?”

"That's true, my lord baron." The witch lowered her voice a little more: "I need to explain the word irrelevant."

The witch's eyes gradually blurred: "Avril did not lie to you, that place is indeed calling for you, and you belong there. In fact, I didn't see through your so-called origin in the palace of the Duke of Darkness. I just passed through your blood I saw some memory fragments that only belong to you. If you are not a lunatic, the things that exist in your memory, including those four-wheeled steel monsters running around and beautiful lamps without candles, are not available in our world Owned. Believe me, that's all I know."

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