"Xiaoyu, this thing is really special at all?" Lin Hui studied it for a long time but didn't figure out the reason, so he asked Xiaoyu.

After listening to Lin Hui's words, Xiaoyu appeared. Then Xiaoyu walked to Lin Hui, then pointed to the iron scroll in Lin Hui's hand and said, "Master, Xiaoyu really can't find anything about this iron scroll."

"No, then why do I feel that this thing should be special?" Lin Hui said in confusion.

Xiaoyu said, "Master, you see, it seems that it has been burned by fire outside, okay, try to burn it with fire too!"

"Burn with fire?" Lin Hui murmured, but he did not act immediately, but said softly: "Forget it, it would be bad if something really gets burned. I'd better study it for a few days."

Xiaoyu naturally would not object to Lin Hui's words, so Xiaoyu watched Lin Hui study.

But two days passed soon, and Lin Hui still didn't figure out the reason, and Lin Hui was already holding Zhu Feng's fan in his hand.

"Master, are you sure you want to burn it with fire? Xiaoyu was just talking nonsense before. If it really burns, don't blame Xiaoyu." When she saw that Lin Hui was really going to burn the iron roll, Xiaoyu immediately reminded.

Lin Hui nodded slightly and said, "Well, I know this, don't worry, Xiaoyu, I won't blame you. This thing has been done for a few days, but it doesn't have any flower heads. If it's really burned, it's gone."

As Lin Hui spoke, a flame suddenly burst out from Zhu Feng's fan in his hand. Then he saw Lin Hui wave his right hand and the flame fell on the iron roll.

"Shit~~"

Zhu Fenghuo was so powerful at that time, so when the flames encountered the iron roll, a hissing sound came from the iron roll.

Under Lin Hui's gaze, the iron roll was getting smaller and smaller by the flames.

“Oh ~~”

When Lin Hui saw that the iron sheet that was originally rolled up as thick as an arm was burning, only the thickness of a finger was left under the burning of the flames, he sighed immediately.

"Hey, it seems that I'm suspicious. This is just an ordinary iron roll." Looking at the iron roll that is still burning, Lin Hui said softly.

"Um?"

But within a minute, Lin Hui found that the iron roll, which was only the thickness of a finger, did not disappear after a minute of burning, and it was the thickness of a finger.

Lin Hui did not remove the flame, but looked carefully at the reduced version of the iron scroll.

One minute, two minutes, and five minutes soon passed, but after these five minutes, although the flames of Zhu Fenghuo were still burning, the iron scroll still did not change, which made Lin Hui feel a glimmer of hope.

"Destroy~~"

Lin Hui waved his right hand gently, and the burning Zhu Fenghuo was quietly extinguished. Then Lin Hui made a move with his right hand, and this thing that was only the size of a hand flew into Lin Hui's hand.

"Xiaoyu, what is this?" It used to be an iron roll, but now only a small iron rod as thick as a finger is left.

"Master, I don't know!" Xiaoyu simply told Lin Hui to agree.

"Don't know?" Lin Hui frowned slightly. He didn't know the eight small round pieces before, but now he didn't know the little iron rod.
Chapter completed!