"Fuck, it hurts me so much." Ning Fan woke up from his coma, exhaled, and looked at the hideous scar on his chest.

"Fortunately, I didn't hurt my heart, otherwise I would have capsized in the gutter. It seems that I can't resist the Soul Emperor's attack now. I won't even have a chance to use my soul skills." Ning Fan then smiled bitterly.

"You're awake, here are your clothes, and here's the recovery fluid." Qian Renxue walked in, her face still devoid of any emotion, but her voice was much gentler than before.

After hearing Qian Renxue's words, Ning Fan lowered his head and looked under the quilt, "Why are my clothes at your place?" Ning Fan then glanced at Qian Renxue strangely.

"That body of yours? Show it to me, but I won't even look at it? The mistress helped you take it off!" Hearing Qian Renxue say this, Ning Fan exhaled and patted his chest.

"That's good!" He then took a sip of recovery fluid.

"But I changed all your gold medicine," Qian Renxue added immediately.

"What?" He spit out the recovery fluid directly.

"How many days have I been in coma?" Ning Fan quickly avoided the topic.

"One day and one night" Qian Renxue's answer was brief and clear.

"Why did you save me?"

Ning Fan was silent for a while. "I won't die if I block him. I'll get hurt at most. If it were you, I wouldn't even have any scum left." Ning Fan shook his head.

"Really?" Qian Renxue looked at Ning Fan tentatively, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

"Of course!" Ning Fan straightened his back and said confidently. "Give me your clothes quickly." Ning Fan pointed to his clothes.

"No, you must be lying to me! I have no connection with you, how could you save me?" Qian Renxue remained unyielding.

Ning Fan was a little dumbfounded, "It's really like this, eldest sister! Give me the clothes quickly!"

However, Qian Renxue was still a little suspicious. In the end, Ning Fan couldn't wait any longer and rushed forward. "Give me your clothes quickly." Ning Fan gritted his teeth.

"Brother, what are you doing?" This was Ning Rongrong Xiaowu and Tang San who came in. They were stunned and their eyes widened.

Ning Fan and Qian Renxue were now extremely ambiguous. Ning Fan directly pressed Qian Renxue underneath, and their hands were frantically grabbing Ning Fan's clothes.

Afterwards, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu shouted directly, "Ah! Brother, how can you act like a gangster to Sister Xue?" Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu looked angry.

Ning Fan, even if he jumps into the Yellow River, he can't clean himself up. He can only say "Oh, no, this..."

Tang San also hurriedly grabbed Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu and dragged them out: "Brother Fan and Sister Renxue, you continue."

Ning Fan also had black lines all over his face. "It's all your fault." Ning Fanfan looked at Qian Renxue fiercely.

Qian Renxue's face was also a little red, but she didn't explain it.

"Xiao San, what are your plans now?" Ning Fan asked Tang San next to him.

"I want to find a job as a blacksmith in Nuoding Zhongzhong." Ning Fan nodded after hearing this. He knew that Tang San's father also worked as a blacksmith. "It just so happens that I also want to go out, let's go together!"

"Okay Brother Fan," Tang San was also a little happy.

Arriving at the blacksmith shop, Tang San and Ning Fan walked directly in. As soon as they entered, there was a rush of heat, which was the same in any blacksmith shop. Of course, the temperature in Tang San's dilapidated blacksmith shop was lower than here.

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As soon as you enter the door, you will see an open hall. On the right side of the hall, there are various forged iron tools hanging. There are not only farm tools here, but also various armors and weapons. After all, there are only a few soul masters in this world.

People and weapons are still needed. And the price of weapons is naturally much higher than that of agricultural tools.

Seeing these weapons, Tang San couldn't help but think of the work he had done in his previous life. At that time, the machine-type hidden weapons manufactured by the Tang Sect could be said to be the mainstay of the entire Tang Sect's income. The Tang Sect had many rules, even though they sold machine-type weapons to the outside world.

They are similar to hidden weapons, but they only sell non-toxic ones and some ordinary items. It is impossible to sell real secret weapons. Despite this, the hidden weapons produced by Tang Sect are still in short supply in the world.

Ning Fan was also a little amazed at the work of the blacksmith.

If you open a factory that manufactures concealed weapons in this world, what kind of income will you get?

"Kids, what are you doing here? Call your adults to buy something. Get out quickly, it's dangerous here." While Ning Fan was thinking, a loud voice interrupted his thoughts.

When he looked up, he saw a burly man with his upper body naked looking at him. His muscles were bulging under his dark skin and he looked extremely strong. He was holding a large casting hammer in his hand and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Hello, uncle. I just wanted to ask if there is any need for apprentices here." Tang San was young and his voice was clear. Even though the blacksmith shop was filled with the sound of hammering steel, it was still clearly heard by everyone.

Most of the blacksmiths stopped working and looked at Tang San with a kind smile. Blacksmithing is one of the lowest professions. They are all poor people who rely on strength and craftsmanship to make a living. Although they look rough, they are

Most of them are extremely kind.

The big man who spoke before looked Tang San and Ning Fan up and down, and said: "Two children, stop making trouble. Let's go. It's not safe here. Do you look like you're a blacksmith? Besides, we're here

I won’t recruit an apprentice as young as you. I’m afraid you can’t even hold a casting hammer. Haha.”

Ning Fan shook his head, "Xiaosan's wrought iron is very powerful." He also looked at the dark man.

"Oh? My little friend, if you break off a piece of fine iron, I will allow you to become an apprentice." The big man next to him was also a little interested, and looked at Tang San jokingly.

Tang San nodded, with a confident look on his face, looking at the huge stone hammer with burning eyes, holding it directly with his left hand, then exerting force with his right hand, and the giant hammer was immediately lifted.

"Good guy, this is also a boy born with supernatural powers," the dark man also praised in admiration.

Tang San stared at the dark iron with meticulous eyes, then his calves exerted force, his thighs contracted sharply, and a hammer hit the black iron in an instant, causing an invisible wave to spread instantly.

Immediately, his right foot stepped on the ground again, his left leg exerted force, and the giant hammer was lifted again, and it went back and forth in this way, using the force to strike.

"This, this is the random cloak hammering technique?" The group of strong men around them were also collectively petrified.

"Brother Fan, help me pull the bellows." Tang San immediately looked at Ning Fan next to him.

Ning Fan also nodded in agreement, walked to the bellows, and pulled it hard, and the fire instantly became bigger.

It went back and forth like this, and finally he took the pliers and put it into the water. It started to boil. After a while, he was picked up. The big piece of black iron turned into a silver-white fine iron as big as a fist.

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Chapter completed!