Disaster Shelter

Feng Ruixing and the two gathered together at this time because Wen Wen informed them that a monitoring point should be established here.

The person who came to arrange the monitoring point is a human prisoner in the shelter. After the deployment, he will stay here and accept Feng Ruixing's command.

In this regard, Feng Ruixing looks forward to it.

Although it was the forthcoming subordinate and a prisoner in the asylum, there was a superpowered thug beside him, which Feng Ruixing couldn't even imagine before.

Heng An on the other side is simply interested in checkpoints.

I heard that the monitoring point can easily see the distribution of superpowers and monsters in the city. With this thing, it is even more convenient for him to hunt members of hidden organizations.

The two came to the top of the Foundation building together, and after waiting for a while, they saw a giant eagle passing by the sky, and then a red figure jumped out of the sky.

The figure was wearing a big red windbreaker, carrying a silver metal sword, and a scruffy skull at the guard.

Feng Ruixing looked at each other, they always felt that this dress, as if they have seen in which game, is this person playing cos?

This man in a red trench coat is Wei Su.

Wei Su walked up to Feng Ruixing, put his fist in his right hand and put it on his chest, and said, "My name is Wei Su. From today on, I will be your subordinate. I will work hard."

He must work hard, or the chains on his body will let him know what is the real pain.

Feng Ruixing looked at Wei Su with a headache and said, "Well ... first thing, you should change some normal clothes first. There is no way to work around me if you are dressed like this."

Wei Su nodded, then activated his ability, a set of glittering armor appeared on his body.

Feng Ruixing is speechless, is this guy really useful to himself?

Heng An on the side a bit can not stand it, and patted it directly on Wei Su's shoulder.

He could invalidate the superpower, and Wei Su's armor began to disappear, so they didn't need to look at that awkward dress.

But Heng An never imagined that Wei Su had nothing but armor transformed with super powers.

So at three o'clock in the evening, a man who covered his face and wept appeared on the roof of the foundation ...

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Ding, Ding, when ...

"Stop, stop hammering, stop hammering!"

Li Haiyang woke up from his dream, took the paper towel on the bedside, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

This is his old fault, and once he falls asleep, he always has some strange dreams.

At the age of twenty-five, he always had a tissue on the bedside because of this nightmare.

Definitely not because he likes to do strange things ...

In the dream, he is not what he looks like.

It's a man with a height of only about 1.2 meters. This man has extremely strong muscles, like a muscular pier.

He held a sledgehammer in one hand, smashing an iron ingot in front of him, smashing ... never stop.

From time to time, there were painful wailing sounds, as if being hammered by the hammer, not a piece of iron ingot, but a living person.

The long dream passed in the endless forging.

"Why am I dreaming about this, maybe I'm really caught in something dirty ..."

Li Haiyang stroked his chest with his hand, and there was a flaming metal coat of arms.

"As long as this thing is there, I'm safe, and no one can hurt me!"

A few years ago, Li Haiyang accidentally passed by a stall, and at first glance he saw a flame-like pendant, so he bought it for a low price.

At first, the pendant did not show any magical effects, but once Li Haiyang worked so hard that he didn't look at the road when he crossed the road.

Immediately before being hit by a motorcycle, the pendant suddenly became hot, and he fell backwards, avoiding the motorcycle.

After that, the chain of the pendant disappeared, and the body of the pendant was embedded in Li Haiyang's chest. No matter what he tried, he couldn't take the pendant off.

Gradually, Li Haiyang discovered that this pendant seemed to be a very powerful amulet.

Every time he was about to be injured, the pendant could work to save him.

Since this pendant can protect him, Li Haiyang no longer insists on taking it off his chest.

...

At the same time, in the middle of a non-lighting factory building in Baoji City, there was a red forged stand burning with fire.

A short figure with a flaming red beard, constantly waving a sledgehammer, forging something.

However, something different from Li Haimeng's dream is that what he forged has changed from an iron ingot to the shape of a sword.

The heat on the sword embryo condenses into a man-like shadow.

"Don't fight again, let me die, please ..." The man kept kneeling on the ground and begged the red beard for mercy.

But Redbeard did not hesitate to hammer it down, dispersing the shadow directly.

When the ghost appeared again, he pointed at the red beard and yelled, but the result was no different.

Every time Red Beard stabbed the sword embryo, the ghost appeared darker again. He wanted the ghost to become the soul of the sword.

After hammering for more than an hour, the long sword was basically formed, and Red Beard poured a pot of stinky blood on the hot long sword.

Then he gave a spit of flame to the sword, and the whole sword burned fiercely.

The burning light of the long sword illuminated the whole plant.

Through this light, we can see that on the edge of the factory building, it looks like hanging pork, and there are dozens of human bodies hanging!

Red Beard watched obsessively with the sword bathed in flames, and murmured:

"The sword body forged from abyss metal, quenched with demon blood, carefully selected from the residents of the old hotel, the evil human soul is regarded as the sword spirit ..."

"This is the forty-seventh experiment. Can you forge a real magic sword ..."

After the flames dissipated, Red Beard took hold of the metal hilt, his eyes turned red instantly, and the whole man was full of violent killing intentions.

But he soon recovered Qingming and threw the sword aside.

"It failed again, it was magical ..."

"But it's far from what I expected ~ www.readwn.com ~ Maybe you should catch a high-level demon and try ..."

...

At three shots in the sun, Wen Wen stood on the balcony, while holding the sword in both hands while holding the sword in his posture.

Although his body was motionless, his brain did not stop.

He wanted to find a feeling, that is, the feeling that Ying Ying was wielding a sword in front of him.

Wen Wen remembered all the details of that sword clearly, but he couldn't restore the sword perfectly.

According to Yan Ying, he did not find his own sword.

But what do you mean by your own sword?

"Isn't the sword I robbed from someone else, even then, why doesn't my sword made by myself react?"

After thinking for a long time, Wen Wen still didn't think of a reason, so he had to take back the sword and sigh.