He could not see Han Yiming even if he could not walk near the fire, and said anxiously: "Junior brother, where are you? Talking!"

Han Yiming had long been slumped on the ground, and Lingshan finally lost another senior sister! He tried his best to protect Lingshan, but he still couldn't protect it fully!

Suddenly, a man appeared. He was long in a vegetarian clothes and stared at the stove with his eyes straight at the fire. He was Wuming.

He went straight to the stove, looked at it for a moment, grabbed the clippers beside the stove and flipped it in the stove.

Chen Ruofu asked, "Wuming, what's going on?"

Wuming seemed to have never heard of it, and he didn't look back, just busy by the fire. After a moment, bluestone appeared. He had a sleepy eyes and messy feet, as if he was awakened here in a good dream.

He said something to Wuming. Han Yiming couldn't understand a word of this sentence, and Wuming didn't answer, so Qingshi sat down.

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The fire in the furnace was extremely strong, and at first it was just an ordinary flame. After a while, the flame turned blue. Han Yiming looked at it and felt a chill in the flame.

Wuming suddenly reached out and looked around the stove, then put the clippers into the stove and flipped for a while, and then grabbed a snow-white thing from the fire.

Han Yiming stared at the snow-white things and felt extremely sad. Is this the essence of senior sister's cultivation? Senior sister raised her body to the stove and could no longer linger in her mind.

But I saw Wuming put the snow-white object on the anvil, lifted up the hammer and hit it.

Chen Ruofu couldn't find Han Yiming, and Wuming ignored him. He had to help Lingxin up first and said, "Junior brother, I'll send Lingxin back first, you'll wait for me here." He picked up Lingxin and turned away.

The hammer in Wuming's hand had already knocked the things on the anvil several times. Each thing on the anvil showed a different color, first white, then fiery red, then bright yellow, then dark yellow, orange, patina, light blue... Finally, a piece of cyan abnormal iron appeared on the anvil.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

It turned out to be another piece of iron! Han Yiming thought in confusion: "This is not a senior sister, not a senior sister."

The unknown general clamped the iron and looked carefully for a while, then threw it back into the furnace for burning.

Han Yiming knelt in front of the furnace, staring at the fire in a daze.

He couldn't understand why his senior sister wanted to jump into the stove?

The Qinglong is gone, and now the Vermilion Bird is gone. Xiaoguai is on the way of the Lord of the East, and He Sansi is already the chief fire official and is in charge of the south.

He and Xingchen got Xirang, and Xingchen also sprinkled Xirang on Lingshan. Pingbo and others could no longer find Lingshan.

Under this situation, Lingshan was already safe, but why did the senior sister jump into the stove and sacrifice to the furnace with her body?

Even though Han Yiming didn't know why his senior sister jumped into the fire, he also knew that his senior sister was sacrificing the furnace with her body and would create a magic weapon.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

But no one in Lingshan can threaten it. Didn’t the senior sister sacrifice herself in vain for doing this?

This senior sister passed through such a difficult moment in Lingshan, but jumped into the stove at this time. It was really a blow to Han Yiming. He was so sad that he couldn't speak.

Do you don’t believe in yourself? Do you don’t believe in yourself being able to protect Lingshan?

I don’t know where I did not do well, so my senior sister lost confidence in me.

The senior brothers and sisters of the same school were much more silent when Lingshan was destroyed, but this senior sister disappeared after the reconstruction of Lingshan, and raised her body to sacrifice the furnace. Han Yiming felt weak all over his body and felt his heart thrust. He didn't know what to do, so he just knelt on the edge of the furnace.

Wuming was standing by the fire, staring at the fire. After a while, he used clippers to clamp the abnormal iron furnace and put it on the anvil forging.

This time the iron-colored he picked out was pure black, as black as thick ink. Every time he hit him, he had various colors, but then he turned into pure black again.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Wuming forged for a while, then grabbed the unusual iron with clippers and threw it back into the stove.

After a while, he clamped the iron out and forged it again, and Han Yiming still knelt by the fire.

Chen Ruofu's voice came from the wind: "Junior brother, junior brother, where are you? Why can't I find you?"

Han Yiming smiled bitterly, and wanted to answer, but he couldn't speak. He suddenly felt ashamed to see all the senior brothers and sisters again. It was this young brother who used to talk about everything and supported him wholeheartedly, and he felt ashamed to see him.

Wuming clamped the iron out of the stove again and again forged it,

Every time the color of the iron is different, Wuming will change the color of the iron every time he hits it.

This scene is really rare in the world, but Han Yiming just knelt by the fireplace and saw it as if he was out of sight.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

He could not look directly at the alien iron. After his senior sister jumped into the stove, she sacrificed the raging fire and the alien iron in the stove with her flesh and blood, so that the alien iron would appear in a strange shape.

He was afraid that when he turned around, he would see his senior sister's flesh and blood appear on the iron.

In fact, Han Yiming knew that he would not see the terrifying situation, but he did not have the courage to see the iron. He felt that he was cowardly and incompetent, and even suspected that he had not done well enough that his senior sister gave him his body to sacrifice to the furnace!

Suddenly Qingshi stood up and walked to him to look at him.

Han Yiming slowly raised his eyes to look at him. Qingshi's eyes were very sympathetic, and he could see him.

After a moment, Qingshi said, "Do you want my blood?"

Han Yiming shook his head almost immediately, but another voice said: "You want it."

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This voice is Wuming. Wuming has only spoken once in recent years. The more he is, the more Han Yiming remembers his voice.

Qingshi had an extra dagger in his right hand. He used the dagger to slash his wrist and dripped his spiritual blood into the stove.

There was a strange blue in the stove, and after a moment, the blue color disappeared. Bluestone walked to Wuming and dripped the blood on his wrist directly towards the abnormal iron.

His blood dripped a few drops on the alien iron, and Wuming said, "Enough." A colorful smoke rose from the alien iron, and in a blink of an eye, there were a few starlight on the alien iron.

Han Yiming could not appreciate the beauty of iron. He only felt that this matter was cruel, which made him feel extremely heartbroken.

He was powerless about this. The senior brother couldn't see him here, so the senior sister was afraid that he didn't see him either. He wanted to stop the senior sister, but in the end he watched the senior sister jump into the stove in front of him.

The most powerless thing in life is this, you can only see it, but you can't stop it or save it.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes flashed in front of his eyes, and these eyes were extremely lively. Even though Han Yiming was confused in his mind, he came to his senses instantly. Yuan Hui, this was Yuan Hui's eyes.

Han Yiming looked at these eyes, but these eyes disappeared without a trace.

Han Yiming said intently: "Does he know too?" He looked around.

Yuanhui's eyes disappeared, but Han Yiming knew that he had seen it! He had seen all this! Even if he had not come here, he could see it.
Chapter completed!