Global Adventure: The Strongest Anchorman in History

While he was hospitalized, Ye Xing once posted a video update saying that he was safe and sound.

Unexpectedly, this news was directly promoted to the hot search.

Millions of likes,

Hundreds of thousands of comments.

The popularity is increasing instead of decreasing.

Ye Xing took out the [mobile phone that can communicate everywhere] and restarted the live broadcast.

And used the virtual projection function.

An enlarged picture of the live broadcast room appeared in the space in front of him, which was very clear.

"The anchor you are following is live streaming, go and have a look~"

Countless netizens' mobile phones received system prompts at the same time.

They rushed in immediately and squeezed into the live broadcast room.

【Wow! It's the anchor, alive! 】

【Ye Qing is back! 】

【Waiting for you, I am heartbroken~ The stars will accompany me drunkenly tonight~ Just like sympathizing with my emptiness~】

[We are the heroes of light~We are adventure warriors~We are the nemesis of shadow~]

[I don’t know what to say, just be awesome! 】

[Whether you create something or not, I will worry about you a lot. If you hadn’t posted the news, everyone would have crowdfunded you to buy a tomb! 】

[What happened that night? I heard there was a big explosion in the Canyon of the Dead. Is Dr. Lin dead? 】

[Has the anchor dyed her hair? It seems to be a little white? ? ? 】

.........

The outpouring of concern from fans is like the sunshine in July, warming our hearts.

"Dr. Lin and I each farted. He injured me and I killed him, hehe."

The real pain is beyond words.

And enduring pain is a compulsory course for an adult.

Only when a child is hurt will he cry to others.

Frustration and suffering kill the weak,

But it can also nourish the strong and make them stronger!

Ye Xing falls into the latter category.

He shook off his semi-long hair that was slightly gray due to overdraft and said with a smile: "This is the most fashionable grandma gray. Only a handsome person like me can wear it."

[The white-haired characters in TV series or anime are all awesome, such as Kakashi, Wei Zhuang, Gintoki, Sesshomaru, Kaneki Ken, Pleasant Goat, Samoyed and the like. 】

[It seems like something strange has been mixed in? 】

[Is it because the dye is too expensive that I only dyed my hair partially? 】

[The anchor’s eyes seem to have become gentler and sharper (cooler)! 】

[Is it serious that Dr. Lin was killed by fart explosion? Always feel like you are hiding something? 】

[How Dr. Lin died is not important. Since the host doesn’t want to say it, then he won’t say it. The most important thing is that others can come back safely (ღ( ´･ᴗ･` ) compare your feelings)! 】

[What are your next plans? I asked in a 께 voice, are you still taking risks? 】

"That must happen."

"If I die one day, it will be on the way."

"Before I officially set off, I have to build a weapon."

After Ye Xing greeted the fans,

I took Lin Yue'er by car to a blacksmith shop called '껜 Chui Bai Lian'.

This blacksmith shop has been passed down for hundreds of years. In terms of the long history of blacksmithing, no one in Baodao can match it.

There is only one old master here named Zhang Jiuyong.

He was muscular and as red as Guan Gong.

He's an old guy with a weird temper.

"Master Zhang, we are here."

After Ye Xing got out of the car, he saw Zhang Jiuyong who was about to go out.

"We agreed at 꺘 o'clock in the afternoon, why did you come at 2:30? It's too unpunctual, isn't it?"

"I hate people who don't keep their promises. Come back tomorrow."

Zhang Jiuyong, who was dressed in a flashy dress, seemed to be going somewhere to have fun, so he casually found an excuse to send Ye Xing away.

"I don't intend to trouble you. As long as you lend me the venue, the price will remain the same."

Ye Xing carried a bag full of materials and put his mobile phone on the drone.

"What do you mean? You want to fight yourself?"

Zhang Jiuyong stopped and picked his nose.

"That's right, I want to build a unique weapon with my own hands!"

Ye Xing's plain words were full of proud confidence.

"A unique weapon? Do you want to laugh these old teeth out of me?"

Zhang Jiuyong didn't take it for granted. He opened the door of the sports car to himself and muttered: "What age are we in? There are still peerless weapons. Today's young people..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

Under his surprised gaze, Ye Xing took out the top-quality materials that he had put in his backpack.

"Damn it, is this a raccoon staff?!"

"Damn it, isn't this a diamond meteorite?"

"Damn you, there's actually dragon energy hidden in this tendon!"

"Where did you get so many treasures?!!"

Zhang Jiuyong was very excited, and his eyes were so vicious that Ye Xing couldn't help but look sideways.

This old man is a hidden master.

"Come in, come in!"

Changed his previous lazy and scoundrel appearance,

Zhang Jiuyong diligently invited Ye Xing and Lin Yuer in.

The place where he works looks very shabby from the outside.

But it's neat inside.

The interior is semi-open-air.

The walls are hung with a variety of finished cold weapons.

The space inside is not too big, but everything is available.

"I have lived for so many years and have seen a lot of rare materials, but top-notch things like these are rare."

"You're such a fucking talent!"

"Just ask for any weapons you want to make. I won't charge you any money this time. I'll help you make them for free!"

For a caster, it is their long-cherished wish to be able to create famous vessels with their own hands.

Zhang Jiuyong took off his gorgeous clothes and changed into tattered work clothes. He was flexing his exaggerated muscles and was eager to try.

Ye Xing waved his hand and said: "No need, if you don't mind, I will help you."

Zhang Jiuyong said in shock and anger: "You are so crazy 께떚, how dare you let me strike? Do you doubt my casting skills or do you trust yourself too blindly?"

Ye Xingyu replied calmly: "Master Zhang's casting skills are naturally excellent, but there is still a little short of perfection. This is the gap."

Zhang Jiuyong hummed: "Aside from Ou Ye, Ganjiang Mo Xie and other level caster masters, how many people in this world dare to call them perfect?"

Ye Xing pointed at himself: "Me!"

[As soon as the anchor got off the hospital bed, did he start showing off again? 】

[I know this Master Zhang. He is very famous in the industry. I heard that the minimum starting price for making a weapon is one million, and only nine weapons are made a year. 】

[Damn it, how much money do you make as a blacksmith? My carpenter only makes a hundred dollars a day, and I’m so exhausted that I need to change my career! 】

【꺘hundred? My bricklayer only has two hundred dollars, so let’s not talk about it, let’s go to blacksmithing! 】

[Stop making trouble, I am a great master among casters, can I be the same as you? 】

[It is said that Master Zhang has no children. I am sensible and have already bought a plane ticket to recognize the father, but you are still chattering away with laughter. 】

"Okay! I want to see if your 께떚 ability is not as powerful as your mouth!"

Although Zhang Jiuyong has a violent temper, he is not stupid.

Since Ye Xing can produce such awesome material, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Said he could cast Zhang Jiuyong's letter.

Zhang Jiuyong wouldn't believe it even if he said he could produce a perfect weapon.

"It takes gods to cast artifacts. I heard that you have a strange thing here that will last for a hundred years?"

Ye Xingrao asked with interest.

"Yes, but the temperature is too high for most people to control. I can only use it once every 45 days, not today."

Zhang Jiuyong waved his hand.

Ye Xing grabbed the red soldering iron stuck in the flame with one hand, used it to perm his hair, and said invisibly, "Maybe I can control it."

Seeing that the high temperature of several hundred degrees could not cause any harm to Ye Xing.

Zhang Jiuyong's eyes changed again and again: "Okay, just wait..."

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