Chapter 192

Thousand Demon Peak

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The sound of cast iron knocking echoed in the valley. The previous competition ground was changed to a casting ground. The huge furnace was burned red in the middle. One after another, the imitation of the Broken Worry Sword was hung in the pool under the furnace to quench. The entire sword-casting ground was filled with white steam floating, and the steamed group of blacksmiths were red.

Originally, the weather was extremely hot, and coupled with the high temperature of the smelting furnace, people kept dehydrating and falling down in this environment, and then the people from the Demon Cult were dragged out to the shaded area under the tree like a dead dog, and threw it away, regardless of their life or death.

The craftsmen dared to be angry but dared not speak out. Even though they scolded the people of the Demon Cult in their hearts, they still didn't dare to stop the forging hammer in their hands.

How long will it take to extract its material?A low and dumb voice sounded, and the ghost mother wrapped in a black robe looked at the woman on the sword-casting platform with bad intentions.

This was the third day when the woman agreed to help the Demon Sect break the sword. As a result, she not only did nothing, but instead let the Demon Sect let the other blacksmiths go home, leaving only a few people to continue to make fakes of the Demon Sword.

The woman on the stage did not speak. Her eyes were covered with bloodshot, and her hands pressed the sword-casting map and looked stiff and dazed.

I was thinking about my son who was detained by the Demon Cult in my heart, and wondering how I could get rid of this old woman's control.

She glanced at the immortal stones outside the sky that had begun to melt on the surface of the furnace, and a little heavy spread in her heart.Could it be that she really wants to cast a sword for this female devil who killed her husband's family?

Zhao Junwan, don’t blame the old woman for nagging.The ghost mother held the snake staff in her hand and approached her. The metal base hit the ground and made a crisp sound, which also made Zhao Junwan come back to her senses.

You can still stand here alive now, all of which are the kindness of the leader... The old woman has worked hard to find all the forging materials for you. If you can't forge the sword this month, don't talk about your fate, it's your well-behaved and obedient son...

Where have you brought Rumo?!When Zhao Junwan heard her son, she immediately became panicked. She stood forward a few steps in front of the ghost mother, grabbed her clothes with both hands, and her expression was both sad and angry and powerless.

Why, now don’t you deny that you are from the Yi family?The ghost mother looked at Zhao Junwan's distraught face and smiled viciously.

……

Zhao Junwan stared at the face of the ghost mother fiercely, as if she was about to swallow her into her belly, but her fingers trembled and slowly let go of her.

Zhao Junwan has not forgotten that this is in the territory of the Demon Sect, and the life and death of the mother and daughter are all in the hands of others!

Don't be too discouraged. As long as you can imitate the Sword of Duanyou, I will let you meet your son.As soon as the Ghost Mother finished speaking, Zhao Junwan's eyes lit up slightly.

The only idea that she had to live now was her son, Rumo.The forging technology that has been passed down for a hundred years in the husband's family must not let it lose its inheritance in the husband's generation...

The ghost mother noticed her expression and raised her thin fingers to smooth her clothes. She turned her hand and walked to the furnace with her snake stick. She lowered her eyes and looked at the half-deconstructed fairy stone inside and continued: If you can't even cast the imitation sword, how could the leader feel at ease to hand over the real Duanyou Sword to you? Then the final result of you, mother and daughter, will be a dead end.

Give me two days to think about it... Zhao Junwan gritted her teeth and agreed after hesitating for a moment, but she was actually not very sure.

The weapons forged by the mythology of a generation, Bugui, can only be restored to her hands, depending on her luck, let alone crack the seal he set during the refining!

But I want to see my son first.

Can.The ghost mother nodded confidently. As long as Zhao Junwan agreed, the plan would be half successful.

After the ghost mother had arranged everything, she came to the hall alone. Yin Jinyi was lying on the jade bed for a nap, with the fragrance of peace and soul lit in the corner of the bed. In the red gauze curtain, the woman's exposed snow-white body was particularly eye-catching. Chun Fu sat on one side holding a silver feathered fan in her hand, gently swaying her arms to drive away the heat.

What's the matter?

Before the ghost mother could kneel down to report, Yin Jinyi had already opened her lazy eyes.

Thanks to the leader, Zhao Junwan has already agreed and can try the sword when the next full moon is next time.The ghost mother lowered her head respectfully, Yin Jinyi supported her arms on the jade bed, and a pair of plump people squeezed tightly on the bed, forming a gully, which was particularly confusing.

oh?Then it seems that I have read the wrong person.

Yin Jinyi curled her lips and smiled, raised her hand and tried to Chun Fuzhao. Seeing this, Chun Fu skillfully picked up the cloak from one side and gently covered her body.

Yin Jinyi started from the bed, her slender legs covered with her overlapping were tightly covered by a cloak.

However, don’t let me see those shameful tricks when it’s time to stop.

When the ghost mother heard this, she felt a sense of silence in her heart. Could it be that she knew everything about the leader?When Yin Jinyi looked up again, she had already reached not far in front of her, and her white and slender calves were her white and slender legs.

The people of the Demon Sect did not participate in the matter of Heling King. Although he gave me many benefits, in my eyes, the people of the court were all hypocrites who were good at crossing rivers and burning bridges.

However, you are also very smart. You cooperate with the people of the Lingwang to get the goods from the Zhenbao Pavilion to get the materials, so that even if the people of the Zhenbao Pavilion find out something wrong.I won't be troubled by looking for the Demon Sect.Yin Jinyi held the collar of the cloak with one hand and walked back and forth in the hall until she stopped behind the ghost mother.

Yin Jinyi lowered her head and looked at the old woman kneeling on the ground with a hunched figure, her eyes becoming deeper and deeper.

I don’t know when this taciturn and arrogant and cold-hearted man in previous years actually used his tricks?

Leader...me.The ghost mother felt a chill on her back. Unexpectedly, all the things she did in private were under Yin Jinyi's control!

I know that you are collecting materials in a short time... Yin Jinyi smiled and raised her lips, but the next second she raised her hand and slapped the ghost mother on the shoulder. She stopped her strength until she couldn't stand it and fell to the ground and spit out blood.

But rules are rules. I will punish you. Do you have any complaints?

He closed his fingertips and gently rubbed them. Yin Jinyi frowned slightly and let go. The whole process changed very quickly, and no one noticed her tiny details.

The sect punished me, and I was convinced.The ghost mother supported her body, barely got up from the ground, raised her hands respectfully and greeted her, without having time to wipe away the blood at the corner of her mouth.

Then go back and wait until the sword is made, and bring it to see me.

Obey orders.

The ghost mother stood up and held her chest with one hand, then stepped back step by step. Yin Jinyi looked at her figure with an unknown smile on her lips. When Chunfu saw her, she said strangely: Why is the leader laughing so happily?

It's nothing, it's just that I want to laugh.It turns out that there are many interesting people in the Demon Sect!