Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1317: Little blacksmith

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Chapter 1317 Little Blacksmith

Sending everyone to the secret room, Han Yu left the villa and went to find Xiaojiao.

Han Yu's soul power was released, and people with a radius of several thousand feet were invisible, and they were not afraid of being followed.

It didn't take long before Han Yu caught the breath of the small corner in the void, turning around and turning into a narrow street.

There are shops on both sides of this street, some of the rooms are closed tightly, and some are in dilapidated condition. No one was seen on the whole street.

"Dangdangdang..."

From the end of the street, the sound of iron strikes, adding a warm breath to the quiet street.

Han Yu walked to the end of the street. This was a weapon shop. The rotten wooden door was wide open. You can see the contents of the house when you stand outside the door.

On the shelf in the house, there are some very common weapons. At this time, a person is choosing weapons. He glanced at Han Yu, and thought he hadn't seen them, and then picked up his own weapons.

There is no one else in the house except this one.

Han Yu's soul power locked this person, and found that this person was just a practitioner of Tianwu First Heavy.

"Are you the shopkeeper?" Han Yu asked the man.

"No." The man glanced at Han Yu and said coldly.

Walking to the counter with a knife, took out some spirit jade and threw it into a wooden barrel on the counter, a total of one hundred high-grade spirit jade. Then the man took the knife and left straight away.

This knife is a mortal soldier. Han Yu undoubtedly discovered that the power of the soul is very sharp, and the impurities in the iron are almost completely eliminated. If the sharpness is concerned, it is probably better than the average low-level venerable. The soldiers are not exaggerated. The material for forging this knife is just a very ordinary dazzling iron.

It can be seen from this knife that the person who forges this knife has a good refining method.

"This little guy, what are you doing here?" Han Yu couldn't understand. This is just a very ordinary weapons shop, what the **** is Xiaojiao doing?

Han Yu walked to the back looking for the sound of striking iron. There was a big fire in the shop. A hot red soldering iron was placed on the pier. A little guy was hitting the iron with a hammer. This little guy is no one else but the little horn.

Han Yu was in a daze, the little horned man stood up, wearing a small leather jacket that could block the splashing sparks, holding a hammer in his hand, and carefully beating the soldering iron.

The hammer is bigger than it, but the small horn swings casually and effortlessly.

Looking at Xiao Jiao's serious look, Han Yu is a little tranced, as if Xiao Jiao has been fighting here for many years.

Little Horn sensed someone coming in, turned his head to see Han Yu, grinned, pointed to the chair against the wall, let Han Yu sit for a while, and it continued to swing the hammer and hit the soldering iron.

The little horns are played in a decent way. Seeing that they are skilled, they are no worse than an old blacksmith.

It didn't take long for the soldering iron to be beaten into a machete by the small corner, and it was thrown into the water tank aside, and the mist in the water tank was hazy. Xiaojiao jumped off the stove and walked towards Han Yu.

"Ahem..." At this moment, there was a coughing sound from the innermost room, and I saw a little old man surrounded by animal skins, walking out of the house with a teapot and cup in his hand, facing Han Yu smiled kindly.

This is a thin and weak old man with a faint aura, just a cultivator with the third level of Diwu cultivation. Han Yu didn't put on any airs, smiled and stood up.

"Guest officer, please take a seat, the little old man's broken shop can attract big people like the guest officer, it's really brilliant!" The little old man smiled.

After speaking, he kept coughing and seemed very ill.

Han Yu's soul power was quietly released, and he discovered that there was a stronger power in this person. This power did not belong to him, and was eroding his body.

"This person has been seriously injured!" Han Yu secretly observed the old man, wondering if he would like to help him.

Although the strength of the old man is not weak, it can be easily resolved if Han Yu makes a move.

The old man motioned to Han Yu to sit down, and then he sat next to him, poured a cup of tea for Han Yu, and motioned to Han Yu to have a taste. This tea smells very good, but it doesn't taste much in the mouth. But Han Yu still said good tea.

"Is this little guy following you?" the old man asked.

Han Yu nodded. He is still full of doubts about how the little guy came to help such a shameless little old man and started a coolie. This is not Xiaojiao's character.

"It suddenly came to me in the morning and yelled with the little old man. I didn't understand what it was talking about. I thought it was lost, so I took it in and let it help me strike iron. This little guy is very smart, old man. Only teach it once, and it has learned a lot. Since it is with you, then you can take it away." The little old man looked at Xiaojiao and said with a smile. After half a day of getting along, he has already liked it. This little guy.

"Ohhhhhhh..." Little Horn called out.

The little old man couldn't understand what Xiao Jiao was talking about, but Han Yu did understand, and couldn't help but stared at Xiao Jiao in a daze.

Little Horn said that he was idle and wanted to stay to help the little old man.

"Little guy, are you talking true or false?" Han Yu looked at Xiaojiao suspiciously, and secretly passed it through. He didn't think that Xiaojiao would be idle to help the lonely old man. It must have other purposes.

Little Horn's eyes were very pure, and said to Han Yu that he thought this little old man was quite prestigious, and decided to help him.

Han Yu didn't believe it, and tried to ask Xiaojiao again and again by voice transmission.

Not only did Xiaojiao appear innocent, but later he satirized Han Yu's dirty thoughts, saying that it was embarrassing to know Han Yu, he despised Han Yu, and he had to think about conspiracy theories for all good things.

Why would Han Yu believe in Xiaojiao, this little guy, there must be ulterior reasons.

Han Yu sat for a while, Xiao Jiao insisted on being a blacksmith here, Han Yu had no choice but to leave alone.

The little old man was kind, his eyes were kind, he didn't look like a bad person, and the little horned old man was far taller, Han Yu didn't worry about any safety issues with it, so he safely left it in this weapon shop.

He quickly returned to the manor and took a sacred tree leaf from Masu and swallowed it to heal his wounds. The next night, Han Yu left Wuya City and went out of the city to search for Yin Xu and the unexplained whereabouts.

Tianji Hitomi has left, which made Han Yu a long sigh of relief. Leaving the area covered by the mysterious power, Han Yu held the Tianlei Bow in his hand, and once again felt the terrifying aura from the Tianlei Bow. Let Han Yu's blood boil.

Han Yu's soul power has been exerted to the extreme, trying to capture the lingering and unwarranted aura in the void and pursue it.

The next morning, in the wild mountains thousands of miles east of Wuya City, Han Yu found their whereabouts.