enchanting blacksmith

Yolanda moved lightly and slowly walked to the back of the host stage. She opened the thick parchment on the stage, as if she was going to auction the first item of the night.

However, Yolanda did not read the name of the auction item on the parchment scroll. She pressed her left hand on the first page of the parchment scroll, and kept rubbing the crystal ball on the other side of the wooden table with her right hand. She closed her eyes and remained silent. , only the long eyelashes were constantly shaking slightly.

Needle drop could be heard on and off the stage, and everyone's eyes were attracted by Yolanda, because people didn't know the significance of Yolanda's actions now, Feng Tie yawned and muttered something mysterious in a low voice, then leaned back on the soft chair Stretching comfortably on the bed, Elida, who was acting domineeringly, surprisingly put down his raised Erlang legs, watching Yolanda's every move solemnly.

The parchment began to emit a faint silvery-white light. The light seemed to have life and turned into many thin beams, entangled between Yolanda's crystal clear wrists and crawled upwards, and the beams walked over Yolanda's shoulders. Extending to the right hand, reconverging at her right wrist and slowly pouring into the crystal ball under Yolanda's right palm, where Yolanda just plays the role of a medium of light.

With the continuous injection of silver-white light beams, the crystal ball shines brightly, and a huge circular space is projected directly above the sphere. In the space, you can faintly see one after another flowing pictures, which are as real as a scene from another world. image.

After seeing this scene, Feng Tie jumped up from the chair, grabbed the window frame and shouted: "Damn it, isn't the production team showing an open-air movie?"

Feng Tie's shout was very abrupt in the quiet square, but people were obviously not in the mood to see a country bumpkin making a fuss, because everyone present was deeply shocked by the scene in front of them.

Gradually, the somewhat blurred image began to become clear. This is not a simple plane image, but a real story that continues to happen in front of people in a three-dimensional space. The most amazing thing is that there is even a The sound of gurgling water and whistling wind, like the 3D movies of later generations, gives people the most shocking visual and auditory experience.

Among the continuous mountains, there is a jagged main peak that goes straight into Xiaohan, surrounded by thick clouds on the mountainside, and the whole mountain is continuously transpired with mist, and the green mountain is faintly exposed between the clouds and mists. Only the white snow remained.

The crystal ball made a buzzing sound, and the distance of the scene quickly narrowed. The mountain peak seemed to fall like people rushing towards it, until the green trees and vines on the hillside were completely gone, and the timid people covered their eyes in fright Feng Tie even saw a crystal drop of water on a leaf continuously sliding down the veins, the drop stopped at the tip of the leaf, and then rolled down.

The tip of the leaf was constantly shaking under the pressure of the water droplets, but Feng Tie's eyes followed the trajectory of the water droplets and looked down.

"Yeah!"

The water drops fell into the mouth of an old man in gray clothes. The old man closed his eyes and smacked his lips, as if he was relishing the sweet and refreshing taste. Then he grabbed the vines growing along the cracks in the stone and continued to climb up.

An inconspicuous hatchet was stuck in the back of the gray-clothed old man. His sleeves and trouser legs were rolled up high, revealing his bronze-colored limbs as hard as iron. The back of his hand was bruised due to excessive force, and his nails were broken. , with dark brown dried blood remaining on his fingertips, plus holes in his clothes and scratches on his arms and legs, it can be seen that he has experienced unimaginable hardships and hardships in order to climb this mountain.

When climbing to this height, the surface of this pinnacle can no longer retain the soil covered on the surface, and the huge mountain wind will blow away all the attachments on the rocky cliff, only some unknown dwarf trees are hard to penetrate The poor nutrition is absorbed in the cracks of the stones, and they linger on their last days.

Surprisingly, those mountain vines that are as thick as waterfalls seem to be drilled out of the rocks abruptly. These green vines have ring-wrapped dark red stripes on the surface, and countless fine hairs protrude from the dry and hard surface. The tops of the fluff are constantly moving like small mouths, sucking life-sustaining moisture from the occasional passing clouds.

The gray-clothed old man slowly climbed up, sometimes dangerous, he stepped on a piece of loose rock, his body was suspended in mid-air, and he could only hold on to the rattan with one hand. I squeezed a cold sweat and prayed for him silently in my heart; sometimes he gathered enough strength to move up quickly like an ape, and his movements were flowing like clouds and flowing water, and the crowd would burst into cheers of excitement.

The influence in the space became blurred again. Against the background of azure blue, there were only large clouds drifting past. When the clouds drifted away, the figure of the gray-clothed old man once again appeared in everyone's sight.

The javelin-like straight body of the gray-clothed old man was already standing on an open ground. Behind him was the rocky cliff he had just climbed. A hero who has conquered the whole world stands there waiting to be worshiped by all.

From his point of view, there is a pure white ice and snow field in front of him. There is actually an endless piece of red grass growing on the snow field. The fierce fire burns in this ice and snow wasteland.

The old man in gray slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand and plucked off a leaf of the red elf. The leaves of the red grass revealed a faint metallic luster. The Binder in Shattering Eyes returned to the embrace of the earth.

"Flame grass! It's flame grass! There are so many of them!"

Many people in the crowd in the square had already screamed out loud, but the large roll of eyes immediately caused these forgetful people to shut their mouths quickly and continue to watch the development of the situation in the space.

The old man in gray pinched the blade of flame grass with two fingers and looked at it, then put his hands behind his back and closed his eyes.

He seemed to be thinking about something, with a very tangled expression on his face, as if he was engaged in a fierce battle between heaven and man in his heart.Finally, the old man in gray suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were firm. He took a step forward slowly. Moving forward in the sea of ​​fire.

"Roar!"

A deep roar abruptly stopped the gray-clothed old man's footsteps.

Anyone can hear the dissatisfaction and anger conveyed in the roar. The roar seems to be coming from all directions, and then the roar is getting closer and louder, until a huge thing falls from the sky and lands on the gray-clothed old man's body. before.

"Fire dragon, fire dragon..."

Feng Tie murmured to himself with dull eyes: "First, I made a rear projector to show the movie, and then found out that the villain is a fire-breathing dragon. Wait, it's time for the Smurfs to make a cameo appearance. What kind of world is this? "

The shape of the behemoth is indeed a huge western fire-breathing dragon, with a cow-like head, short front paws, two thick hind legs touching the ground, two huge wings separated by cartilage, and a milky white belly with horizontal stripes , the red scales all over the body and the black smoke from the nostrils deeply betrayed the identity of this monster.

The fire dragon raised its thick hind legs and walked towards the gray-clothed old man. The snow it stepped on was originally empty, but when its soles left the ground, a cluster of red grass blades would quickly grow in the ice and snow. The fire dragon walked towards the gray The old man in clothes came, growing lotuses every step of the way.

The gray-clothed old man stepped back quickly. He also knew in his heart that the power of the dragon, a legendary creature, could not be resisted by himself. Therefore, running away under such circumstances was not only shameless, but a wise move. .

Looking at the weak creature fleeing in front of him, the fire dragon stopped chasing, and a very human expression appeared on its face: contemptuous and proud.

Of course, Huolong didn't think about letting go of this hateful human who broke into his territory and disturbed his rest. He just passed the boring time with the mentality of cat and mouse.

So the fire dragon sometimes chased, and sometimes stopped to eat two bites of grass leaves on the ground. After chasing and stopping for a long time, the fire dragon finally lost patience.

It no longer dragged its huge body to run awkwardly, the fire dragon spread its wings, rolled up a strong air current and soared into the sky, he stopped in mid-air and stared at the gray-clothed old man who was sitting on the grass panting heavily, stood up The pupil swooped towards the gray-clothed old man, and the black smoke from its nostrils became thicker and thicker. When it was about to approach the gray-clothed old man, the fire dragon opened its mouth wide, and a thick, scorching flame sprayed towards the gray-clothed old man.

"Roar!"

Another roar came from the fire dragon's mouth, this time there was only anger, endless anger.

Because the fire dragon found that the flames he sprayed out were empty, and the little animal that it thought would be wiped out in an instant just now disappeared out of thin air.

The angry fire dragon soared into the sky again, and it secretly vowed in its heart that it would capture this damned human who dared to tease it alive, and then slowly torture him to death, letting him know that disrespect to such a powerful and noble race as himself is very disrespectful. act wisely.

However, as soon as the fire dragon flew off the ground, his flight path stopped abruptly.

The gray-clothed old man appeared behind the fire dragon. His upper body was already naked, and many dense spells were tattooed on his chest with blue paint. Now he was using some method to stimulate the release of this spell to form a spell. The strange symbols kept peeling off from his chest, and every time a symbol was lost, the face of the gray-clothed old man turned pale, and beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead. It seemed that this spell was Very exhausting physically and mentally.

However, the attack power of this spell is obvious. The fire dragon's tail was instantly frozen by a thick layer of solid ice, and these ice cubes quickly spread along the fire dragon's tail to its whole body. After wrapping the whole body of the fire dragon, a crystal chain of ice wrapped around the whole body of the fire dragon, and many long spikes quickly grew from the ice chain and pierced into the body of the fire dragon.

The strange symbol on the chest of the old man in gray finally fell off, and the old man in gray also sat down on the ground exhausted, sucking the cold and dry air into his lungs, then stood up and staggered towards the grass.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

After a while, the old man in gray looked up to the sky and laughed so hard that tears burst from the corners of his eyes. He danced like a madman for a while, and then flicked the thing in his hand into the air.

It was a fiery red bead with a diamond-shaped face, the size of a fist, and there seemed to be flames flowing in the bead.

"I didn't expect to find it in my lifetime. I have no regrets to die, no regrets to die! Cough cough..."

The excited yell of the gray-clothed old man was accompanied by a violent cough. A large stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, flowing down his chin and neck to the hem of his clothes, belt, hemp trousers and shoes, and finally soaked into the ground. The clusters of flame grass, which were already bright and incomparable, looked even more whirling and bewitching under the irrigation of fresh blood.

The old man in gray took out a folded paper crane from his arms, and stuffed the red beads into the paper crane's paws.

"Go ahead and take it back."

The paper crane seemed to have understood the exhortations and commissions of the old man in gray, and its flat body instantly swelled into a three-dimensional shape. It flapped its wings and hovered over the old man's head for a while.

At this time, many cracks appeared on the thick ice layer of the sealed fire dragon, making a toothache cracking sound. The fire dragon's eyeballs kept turning, exuding extreme resentment as the shadow of the paper crane gradually disappeared. of light.

"boom!"

"Whoa!"

The fire dragon broke through the ice, and the ice shards flew down from the sky.

The fire dragon turned around and stared bitterly at the damned reptile that snatched his treasure, with a pungent sulfur smell coming from its nostrils.

The gray-clothed old man was unafraid, confronted the fire dragon with a machete in his hand, and muttered to the distant mountains: "Go, fly back with it, it's just me, I can't go back again."

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