enchanting blacksmith

Feng Tie quietly slipped back into the lively banquet.

"It's him, he's the one who sold me the Pokémon!" Lady Jia's bright eyes were the first to spot Feng Tie, who was tiptoeing around, and pointed a finger at him firmly.

With a whimper, Feng Tie was surrounded by dozens of women.

"Sell me one!"

"I want one too!"

"And me, and me, I want to buy one for my cousin as a birthday present!"

The atmosphere began to get out of control, the women took out big bags of gold coins and threw them at Feng Tie's feet, rushing to buy Feng Tie's "Pokemon".Feng Tie wanted to cry, but he was thrown to the ground by dozens of women. Dozens of jade hands groped and searched for him. Feng Tie felt that he had become a good daughter-in-law who was ravaged by dozens of idiots at the same time.

"Oh, don't pull it out!" Feng Tie suddenly howled heart-piercingly: "This one is real, I grew it myself!"

With great difficulty, Feng Tie found a gap and climbed out of the crazy encirclement of the women, and stumbled to the blacksmith for help.The blacksmith was very angry when he saw Feng Tie's disheveled and disheveled hair, raised his fist as big as a vinegar bowl, and prepared to give Feng Tie a good lesson.

At this time, the Duke of Dark Night stood in the middle of the banquet and raised his wine glass and proposed: "Today is a special day, first of all, let all of us present drink up this glass together!"

The Duke of Night raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the guests also followed suit and drank it up.

The hall became quiet, and the Duke of Dark Night put down his wine glass and walked to the stage and said solemnly: "Our Fire Horse Kingdom has existed for hundreds of years, but the noble titles have always been hereditary, no matter how much the common people who have contributed to the kingdom can Leapfrog has a title."

All the guests in the audience began to discuss in low voices: What are you talking about, it seems that there will be a good show, let's wait for the show with peace of mind.

"We are the most powerful kingdom on the Green Sea Continent. I think the untouchables from other kingdoms should come to worship us, kneel at our feet and let us drive and enslave us."

The Earl of Dark Night changed the topic, and the guests cheered loudly and excitedly.Long live the king, long live the duke of the dark night, one after another, people seem to see that the huge benefits after winning the war have been turned into mountains of gold coins and endless slaves are already in front of their eyes.

The Duke of Night pressed his hands down to appease the people who were about to move: "But our king is kind, he doesn't want to see innocent civilians bleed to death, so we have always endured the irrationality and arrogance of those barbarians towards us."

"However." The Duke of Dark Night emphasized his tone: "Just yesterday, Zuo Tu, the most outstanding blacksmith in the Fire Horse Kingdom --- Odyssey, his son Feng Tie was favored by the Flame Unicorn in Tongtian Fire Prison, our God Turned his sharp horn into a scimitar of justice and handed it to the son of the blacksmith. God said to him: "Go child, use my power to conquer this rich continent, I will let my statue stand on the green every corner of the sea."

Although they knew that this was just an excuse for the kingdom to launch a war, the huge incident of the blasting furnace in Tongtianhuo Hell yesterday was a fact that everyone present knew, so everyone was very excited about this sacred reason for war.

"Come on, Feng Tie, the spokesperson of our great god!"

Feng Tie trotted towards the stage when he heard the words, secretly despising in his heart: "Your sister, the Duke of the Night can really talk nonsense with his eyes wide open, and Jin Sanpang wants to attack the country of Seoul Bangzi and shouted a few words to unify the whole nation!" As for the slogan, what is the situation if you just come up with a non-existent horse to say what happened."

Unhappy, Feng Tie still stood upright on the stage, with his chest raised, his abdomen raised, his hips raised and his head held high, as if looking down on all living beings.

"Raise the scimitar in your hand high, and let us cheer for the artifact bestowed on us by the flame unicorn!" the Duke of Dark Night shouted, looking at Feng Tie with encouraging eyes.

With a sound of "shua", Feng Tie pulled out the so-called scimitar bestowed by God from his back waist, and raised one hand high above his head.Just when he was about to lead everyone to shout a few inspiring slogans, Feng Tie was surprised to find that everyone in the audience opened their mouths into an O shape and looked obscenely at their own three ways.Feng Tie also felt the chill below his waist, and looked down, it turned out that the knife was too sharp and accidentally cut off his belt.

If eyes can kill, Feng Tie has already been torn to pieces under the piercing eyes of the Duke of Dark Night. The blacksmith who was still smiling with relief in the audience squatted on the ground in pain and covered his face tightly with both hands .

"Uh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone, I'm a little too small, and made everyone laugh." Feng Tie was incoherent, frantically trying to bend down and lift his trousers to cover his hairy thighs and his second brother who was probing his head.

"Stab it!" Because the action was too violent, Feng Tie's white bodysuit's front chest and back each tore a long slit.

The Duke of Dark Night's complexion was extremely ugly, and his right hand behind his back waved frequently to signal Feng Tie to hide in the side hall as soon as possible.

In a hurry, Feng Tie covered his chest with his right hand holding the knife, and covered his second younger brother with his left hand. He dragged his trousers on his ankles and walked towards the side hall in small steps, taking a lewd; It is deeply engraved in the hearts of every guest in the audience.

"Ah, his butt is so white and firm!" Lady A started to feel hot, and she put her mouth next to Lady B's ear and whispered.

"Yes, but his thing is so small, much smaller than the one he sold us!" Lady B was obviously a little dissatisfied.

Lady C didn't speak, she always blushed and closed her eyes as she touched the Pokmon in her sleeve, with an intoxicated look on her face.

Under the stage, a nobleman who was very familiar with the blacksmith patted the blacksmith's shoulder sympathetically to express his comfort: "Dear Zuo Tu, is this kid really your own son?"

"It seems to be." The dignified and serious blacksmith said painfully for most of his life: "Do you think his face looks like mine when I was young?"

The nobleman looked at the blacksmith's face carefully for a while, and nodded heavily.

"Then I'm relieved." The blacksmith let out a sigh of relief.

……

The banquet ended in an awkward atmosphere.

At the end of the banquet, the Duke of Dark Night reluctantly announced: In view of the very special status of Feng Tie Shen's spokesperson, the high-level officials of the kingdom decided to make an exception and promote Feng Tie as a baron.

There was a commotion among the crowd, only blacksmith Zuo Tu was stunned with joy.

The hierarchy system in the Fire Horse Kingdom is very strict: slaves can never leave their nationality and remain slaves forever; nobles can be killed if they make a big mistake, but their titles will be inherited by their descendants, and if they are Yi people, their titles will be revoked; commoners can only be commoners forever.

You can become wealthy in business, you can be a general who leads tens of millions of soldiers, or you can be an elder of the Presbyterian Church with great power, but you can never become a nobleman for no reason. This is the Fire Horse Kingdom. The iron law of class in the hundreds of years since the founding of the country has never been broken.

Although Zuo Tu, as the best blacksmith in the kingdom, is highly valued and loved by the high-level officials of the kingdom, his status as a commoner is always inferior. On the side of the poor nobles, even the Duke of Dark Night only persuaded Zuo Tu to spend his money to avoid disaster and settle down.

This has been a long-standing heart disease for Zuo Tu.Even though he was just a small baron, it was enough to make Zuo Tu feel elated. He wished he could let out a loud roar on the spot to release the depression that had been suppressed in his heart for many years. This represented that the Odyssey family could truly stand upright in the kingdom from now on.

"If you have a son like this, what more can you ask for!" Zuo Tu sighed.

Feng Tie, who had just run naked into the side hall, didn't feel his father's mixed feelings of joy and sorrow. At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, weeping sadly and waving goodbye to his three best friends: "My chastity; fuck, my Morality, my sentiment, you guys, go all the way."

……

In the inner hall of the Duke of the Night, only the Duke of the Night and Feng Tie sat staring at each other.

It can be seen that the city of the Duke of Night is extremely deep.

At this moment, he seemed to have completely forgotten the unhappiness just now, as if nothing happened at the banquet just now.

"Feng Tie." The Duke of Dark Night spoke slowly, "I believe your father has already revealed the whole story to you. I think you may not need me to teach you how to do it."

The Duke of Night's eyes became sharper, he stared at Feng Tie closely like an eagle about to swoop down to the ground to prey on a rabbit.

Feng Tie shrank back on the chair in fear, as if it was about to melt into the back of the chair: "Yes, Your Excellency, I know exactly how to do it." Feng Tie weakly talked about the conditions, "Although the bend in my hand The knife looks sharp at the moment, but I have no idea whether it can kill her, my father told me that the witch is simply unrivaled in martial arts and has boundless power to rule the world for thousands of years..."

"Shut up!" The Duke of Night finally couldn't help but reprimanded him.I don't know why, the Duke of Dark Ye, who has always been good at raising qi, will start to get angry as long as he talks to Feng Tie a few words.

"This blacksmith's son is really unreliable. I want to control my anger, otherwise, I might be mad at him before he ascends the throne."

The Duke of Dark Night forced himself to change to the softest and most harmless tone to discuss with Feng Tie: "Don't think too much, you have to believe in yourself, and also believe in the indestructible scimitar in your hand. I know the outcome of the matter, and you will definitely kill her."

"Why are you so sure, why do you trust me, a well-known prodigal son in the imperial capital?" Feng Tie was very puzzled.

The Duke of Dark Night stood up and looked around. With his fingers, he gently pushed aside the crystal curtains covering each brightly colored relief on the wall, and finally pointed to the one in the middle and introduced to Feng Tie with his back: "Look at this one."

The tone of the Duke of the Night was a little excited: "The content of this relief is a scene of a thin boy holding a sharp knife slashing at the devil's neck. Although the sharp blade on the relief is blocked by white light and the shape cannot be seen clearly, according to my inference, this is today's What will happen in the evening, you should be the boy on the relief, and the sharp blade should be the scimitar in your hand. I am not mistaken, you will obey the prophet's wishes, and you will definitely be able to kill her!"

"Don't think that I asked someone to engrave these reliefs!" The Duke of Dark Night turned around and looked at Feng Tie calmly, "This palace has existed since the establishment of the Fire Horse Kingdom on the Green Sea Continent, and these reliefs, It has been here for hundreds of years. This is a series of prophecies one after another. The previous ones have been fulfilled, and I still can’t understand the latter ones. However, I deeply understand the accuracy of its predictions. So you should Be confident."

Feng Tie concealed his inner shock by knelt down to promise.

Although the depiction is somewhat blurred, Feng Tie can clearly see the content of the largest relief that is not completely covered: on a high platform burning with light blue flames, several long-haired men holding strange musical instruments are playing Roaring up to the sky, green thorny vines kept dancing in the raging fire.

Under the high platform, there is only a woman who can't see her face clearly. She is watching the performance on the high platform with deep eyes. Her eyeballs form a strange vortex shape, which seems to be able to swallow everything in the world, everything...

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