Zhao Wuji moved the stove aside, and only then did the true face of the flames reveal. There was no firewood here at all, because the flame was not an ordinary flame at all, but the earth fire that emerged from the ground.

In that hole slightly larger than my head, my uncle's flames gushed out, and it was very stable, just right for smelting.

This is much higher than ordinary flames, and it can even compare with many flames determined to use against Russia. It is precisely because of these flames that Zhao Wuji was able to refine a demon weapon.

"You have been here for so long. Is it time for you to see this day?"

Xing Tian directly launched an iron chain, and the end of the iron chain extended to the center of the earth fire. I don’t know what material this iron chain was made of, but there was no sign of melting in such a hot flame.

However, it was obvious that the temperature inside was higher. When pulled out, the chains had begun to turn red. However, Zao Wuji's hands were as if cast from steel on such a high-temperature chain, and were completely unaffected.

If you look closely, a thin film has appeared on his hands, isolating his hands from the iron chains. It is precisely because of this that he can hold the fiery red chains without being injured.

Who is constantly pulling out the chain? Obviously, the temperature is constantly rising. The original dark red has gradually become brighter. In the end, it looks like a high-power searchlight, white.

Zhao Wuji's hand also began to sit down, just like barbecue on an iron plate. Obviously, at such a temperature, it would be difficult for him to protect himself.

The one I took out was an iron basket with a fan inside. At such a high temperature, there was no sign of redness. Obviously, the material was quite special.

"I have been warmed up in this earth fire for so many years, I believe you will never let me down."

Zhao Wuji took out the fan directly. In fact, in the earth fire, its temperature did not change much, and there was no hot feeling. Instead, it felt very gentle, with a feeling of blood connection.

"You will call Nutao from now on?"

This fan was constantly shaking, as if expressing his emotions. He had already developed spirituality this night. I'm afraid, he was also a demon soldier, but his level was not clear.

Zhao Wuji did not choose this name casually. It does have some patterns on it, and it looks like countless waves hitting the rocks.

There is a faint sound of storm slamming the shore.

Then Zhao Wuji replaced another batch of materials in Luozi before leaving here.

However, just as Zhao Wuji returned the same road, he felt something strange, so during the hardships, he stayed for a while and felt the surrounding environment.

Someone actually sneaked into his palace. Although this is not a strange thing, everyone knows that their web page is much more complicated. Ordinary people are miserable and they can't even afford a servant. So what kind of prince is he?

Moreover, there is nothing valuable here. The only valuable thing is in that well. Ordinary people may not know that there is such a place. It can be seen that the person coming is not a thief. Could it be something else?

The assassin's own royal brother finally couldn't help it. It shouldn't be. He hasn't done anything too much recently. And didn't Liu Chuanxin say that he would give him a marriage? How could he kill himself just after he got married?

Could it be that a thief shouldn't be? He is so poor, how could anyone steal his own things?

No, this guy is obviously a rookie. Any thief dared to go to such a place to steal things as soon as he debuted.

This is not the case. Killing yourself is a good task at least. How could a novice be able to complete it? It seems that tonight is really interesting.

Zhao Wuji sneaked up. When he did this kind of thing, Zhao Wuji obviously had much higher experience. He kept touching her and didn't react.

"That thief, where are you running? You dare to come to the palace to steal things, don't you live?"

Zhao Wuji shouted, which scared the guy at that time, turned around and punched Zhao Wuji in the face.

This guy is covered in black and covered with black scarf, but he doesn't look very professional and his clothes don't fit very well. Obviously I don't know where I just got it.

He looks like a trainer, but he is obviously still a rookie, with more strength but less skills.

Zhao Wuji directly punched him. He was a man who had entered the house in martial arts. He didn't take such a little guy seriously.

But it was really unexpected. The guy on the other side didn't give him much power, and he was even vaguely stronger than him.

"What awesome boy, he really has some skills."

Zhao Wuji and the other party also felt a little sore when they met one hand.

This guy seemed to have a state of a spirit, but how could he have such strong power? It's simply abnormal.

Zhao Wuji soon noticed the sword in the man in black. Isn’t this his own snow silver sword? He just sold it. Could it be that the person coming was Liu Chuanxin?

If so, then everything can be explained except his purpose.

With the Xue Yin Sword and the second-level demon soldier, I quickly strengthened his body, reaching the level of the warrior's second level. If he persisted in exercising every day, his body would be much stronger than ordinary people, so perhaps even stronger than ordinary warriors.

Moreover, during the battle, the Xuanyuan Sword will give him a certain increase. The awakened one is stronger than ordinary warriors, so it is not impossible to be able to fight Zhao Wuji hard.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

What Zhao Wuji said is actually nonsense. First of all, he already knows who this is. Although he doesn't know the purpose of it, he can basically be sure that this guy will definitely not say it.

And it is very likely that this guy came to find him during the day, but after being turned away, he would accidentally come to his demon soldier shop.

"Don't be excited, I'm here without any malice. I'm just here to visit the prince."

What Liu Chuanxin said was very nice, but if she believed him, there was a ghost. Who would wear black clothes when she came to visit and covered her face.

And it’s just a matter of action as soon as they meet. This is the attitude a visitor should have. What’s more, no matter how down and out, he is still a prince, so he can’t reach this point.

Whether what he said today is true or not, Zhao Wuji always has to teach him a lesson, otherwise he would be too embarrassed as a prince.
Chapter completed!