enchanting blacksmith

Realizing that this violent scimitar was about to be pierced into his heart, the man in black resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes without any further struggle.

There was no severe pain as imagined, the man in black felt light on his body, he propped up half of his body, and opened his only left eye strangely, at this moment he saw a scene that he will never forget in this life .

Feng Tiechi; naked body covered in cuts and bruises, his feet left the ground, floating motionless in mid-air.His right hand tightly held the scimitar pointed at the tip of his nose, or Feng Tie grabbed the scimitar that wanted to kill him.

Feng Tie's fingertips holding the knife had been burned by the light blue flame on the knife handle, exposing thick bones.His head and the rest of his limbs hung limply, seemingly unconscious.His body gave off a scorching breath like a red-hot iron, but his skin was sickly pale.

Er, Feng Tie moved.

His movements were extremely blunt, as if there was a marionette commanded by a manipulator behind him, Feng Tie began to frantically flick his loose long hair, and his feet made a neat rhythm in mid-air.The left hand is leaning forward, and the right hand seems to be touching something.

The scimitar from hell no longer swoops forward desperately.It's starting to get tame.He sang happily and turned into a weird six-stringed violin in the shape of lightning, lying obediently in Feng Tie's hands and letting him twiddle and ravage him crazily.

Feng Tie's body movements became more and more frenzied, and blood shot out from his wound continuously, but Feng Tie played violently as if he couldn't feel even a trace of pain.

In Feng Tie's hands, the six-stringed qin sang a loneliness mixed with sharpness, death, bleakness, sadness, and pain.All kinds of strange emotions are mixed in the weird metal jokes, turning into light blue notes that can be seen and touched.These notes danced in the air for a while, and then one after another, they penetrated into Feng Tie's still bleeding wound.

As if it was a miracle of God's mercy, Feng Tie's wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.The skin is smooth and even as if it has never been injured.

Soon, Feng Tie had finished playing the entire piece of Fan Hailun, and his physical injuries also healed.

His body was slowly lying on the ground under the protection of the banjo, and the banjo returned to the shape of the scimitar. The scimitar fell to the ground with a clatter, and bounced up and down a few times. The blue light on the knife gradually faded, revealing blood Red blade.

"My great diviner god, what are these things!" The man in black obviously couldn't accept the situation in front of him. After the vision ended, his tense nerves relaxed, and he fell back straight and passed out on the ground.

"Young master, young master, wake up, you can't leave me. If you die, how can your loyal servant have the face to continue to live in this cold world! Wuwuwuwu..."

Feng Tie dreamed that he had won the grand prize of a ten-day trip to Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand by drinking Jiaduobao, and now he was lying on the deck of a luxury cruise ship basking in the sun.More than a dozen beautiful monsters from the Yellow Robe Buddha Kingdom surrounded him and waited on him attentively.Some massaged his bones, some read him international news, some carefully applied sunscreen to him, and some fed him sweet coconut juice mouth to mouth.

Wait, mouth to mouth hello, I rely on that to be a shemale, vomit!

Feng Tie woke up from the nausea of ​​his sweet dream.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Feng Tie saw many faces covered with dust and dried blood. These soldiers who survived the fierce battle cheered happily when they saw the general wake up safely.

"Xiong Da! Xiong Da is you, are you still alive?" Feng Tie looked at the crying servant closest to him with surprise.

"I'm not dead, young master. I was knocked into a stone by the aftermath of the fireball explosion and passed out. When I woke up, I saw that you had been carried to me by these soldiers."

"Didn't you push me away when that big fireball flew towards me? I thought I would never see you again, Xiong Da! Woooooooo..." Feng Tie shed tears emotionally, " How did you escape this disaster?"

"Return to the words of the young master!" Xiong Da rubbed his hands in embarrassment, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "The situation was too urgent at that time. When the big fireball was only 0.01 centimeters away from you, young master, I picked it up quickly and picked it up." The iron pot that you put on your head and then fell to the ground sent you flying. Then I used the iron pot to protect my vitals, such as my head, chest and crotch..."

"Shut up, you beast!" Feng Tie was furious, "For you, I fought a master of Dongfang Bubai's level for [-] rounds and almost lost my life, but you are leisurely fainting there Take a rest, heh heh, I have now solemnly decided to cancel your monthly payment and all rewards for three years, you kneel down!"

Xiong Da grimaced and quickly withdrew from the crowd to avoid more brutal retaliation.

Feng Tie suddenly remembered something, and asked eagerly to the two soldiers who supported him: "Where is Luo Fu? Where is General Luo Fu? He is with me."

The two soldiers silently looked out of the crowd.

Feng Tie separated from the crowd and limped over, and saw a charred corpse, all the arms and legs were gone, only the burnt black torso remained.

"General Luo Fu, my dear comrade in arms!" Feng Tie threw himself on the side of the corpse and burst into tears, "I think back in those days when we had golden sands and water slapping clouds and cliffs to warm things up, and those paper tiger-like reactionaries dispatched planes and cannons The tanks didn't hurt you, why did you capsize in the gutter and die under the muzzle of a wild duck shooting bird?"

Apart from the fact that what Feng Tie said made the soldiers puzzled, Feng Tie's sincerity touched everyone present, and everyone looked at Feng Tie, who was so talented in acting, with a strange expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"Send off comrades-in-arms, embark on a journey, silently cry two tears, and hear the sound of hump-bell--" Feng Tie sang a few lines, sobbing and wiping his tears, whispering to himself and laughing: "Hee hee , after you hang up, everyone will have to listen to me, this time I have to live a good life as a commander!"

"Baron Feng Tie." A weak and familiar voice came from behind, "What are you crying and singing while hugging that burnt tree trunk, are you out of your mind?"

Feng Tie looked back, his mouth was open enough to stuff two eggs in, and he saw Luo Fu being carried on a stretcher by two strong soldiers.

"General Luo Fu, are you still alive?"

Feng Tie lightly threw herself into Luo Fu's arms and sobbed, like a little girl who had been molested finally saw the police uncle and continued to perform, "Send off comrades, embark on a journey, silently shed two tears, ear..."

"Okay, okay, stop crying and howling. Why, do you really want me to die?" Luo Fu looked at Feng Tie with a half-smile. Blood oozing stopped.

"Okay, don't worry about my injuries, it's just a small trouble." General Luo Fu smiled wryly and interrupted Feng Tie's searching gaze, "We found some interesting things while cleaning the battlefield, Your Excellency the Baron, let's take a look together! "

Feng Tie and Luo Fu sat on a big rock that had been cleaned up in the woods, and the guards dragged the two men who were tied up with iron chains like dead dogs.

One of the captives was a burly warrior two meters away. His bald head was covered with scars, his upper lip was covered by a thick red curly beard, and a golden lip stud was shining on his lower lip. .

"I know you are Figaro of the Blood Cross Mercenary Corps." Luo Fu said slowly, "I met you once when the Brilliant Knight took the oath, and I know that you are not something ordinary people can afford."

Figaro raised his head, his eyes were as big as copper bells: "It's good that you know me, then you must also know that it is impossible to get any information about the employer from me, I don't want to accept the team's punishment for leaking secrets, compared to Now I think it's much more comfortable to die at the hands of you soldiers."

Luo Fu nodded: "I didn't want to know anything from you, I just wanted to borrow you as a prop."

After finishing speaking, Luo Fu's eyes showed a stern look: "Come here, cut off his head."

Two soldiers held down the struggling Figaro, one left and one right, and a soldier with an arm thicker than Feng Tie's waist swung his tomahawk and slashed at Figaro's neck.

Blood spattered everywhere, and the bloody scene scared Feng Tie almost to fall off the stone.

Feng Tie was a little dissatisfied with Luo Fu's warlord style: "I rely on you to kill people without even saying hello. You said what if you scare me to have nightmares at night? What to do if you spit indiscriminately, let me tell you..."

Luo Fu stopped Feng Tie's broken mouth with sharp eyes, and Luo Fu whispered: "Shut up, the other captive is a lone adventurer, so scaring him may be able to torture us a lot of useful information."

Feng Tie covered his crotch with both hands, rolled his eyes and shrank to the side, silent.

The effect of the strategy of killing chickens and monkeys is obviously obvious. Another short prisoner who was tied up on the ground was terrified. The syllable begged Luo Fu to spare his life.Luo Fu signaled the soldiers to untie him and let him kneel closer to speak.

The short prisoner's face was covered with tears and snot. He walked to the stone where the two of them were resting and begged for a chance to survive: "Hero, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't be greedy for money and offend two people. The majesty of a lord, the two lords want to know what the villain must know, talk endlessly, talk endlessly..."

Seeing that the prisoner was so frightened that he could speak incoherently, Luo Fu shouted impatiently: "Don't just talk nonsense, ask you a question and answer it, raise your head."

The ragged captive looked up at Luo Fu and Feng Tie with terrified eyes.Without warning, Feng Tie jumped up from the stone and rushed towards the poor prisoner like a whirlwind, punching and kicking him.

"Who do I think I am? It turns out it's you, a bastard who kills thousands of swords!"

Feng Tie yelled, and the fist of righteousness slammed on the bloody left eye socket of the prisoner again, "Send me a black gun, stab me a black knife, my young master has countless sinister people in my life, I never thought I would almost fall on your dirty and In the smelly creek."

Feng Tie was so exhausted that he was out of breath, and sat down on the rock to admire the poor prisoner rolling on the ground and wailing: "Tell me, where did you get that gun in your hand!"

The author's words:

The results are gradually improving, I hope everyone will give Hummer some more motivation, and introduce friends to join us, brothers!