There is no wonder that the world is so big.

When mankind first saw this world, he had never thought that the starry sky above his head was so vast. Compared with the endless star sea, even the Azure Profound Continent was no more than a corner.

...

This is an ordinary village.

To the west of the village stands a towering khaki mountain, with sand towel-like mist enveloping the towering mountains, and the mountains are floating in the water.

There are also some hills farther away in the village, which are gray and indistinct.

clang--

clang--

clang--

In a thatched hut at the east end of the village, there was a faint sound of gold and iron fighting.

A man wearing a burlap blouse walked up quickly, opened the door of the thatched house and shouted in a rough voice: "Little plum! Have I hit the knife you want?"

"Speak down, yell what!?"

A curse came from inside the thatched hut.

The man in the burlap blouse slumped inward and saw a sturdy, bare-chested young man holding a hammer, standing in front of the iron felt and banging the weapon that had just taken shape in front of him.

If you look closely, you can see that it is actually a long sword.

The burlap man was puzzled: "I am going to hit a knife. Why did you get me a sword?"

"This is not yours." The young man said simply, his hands kept moving.

"Then where is mine?"

"I haven't hit yet."

"..."

The burlap man frowned and said, "No, you are hitting too slowly, right? I need a feather-level knife. You can knock it out in a few hours with your ability. As for me to wait for three days?"

"Not three days, I told you five days." The young man said without looking up.

"Then you can use it first for me."

As the burlap man spoke, he turned around, and soon his gaze fell on a weapon in the corner, and he drew a big knife that was as bright as snow directly in front of him. The broad sword came to life under the light of the fire, highlighting its extraordinary.

"That's it!" The burlap man laughed.

But right here, the young man's indifferent voice came: "Don't touch those, it's for the guards. They placed an order with me yesterday, let me play a hundred feather-class weapons as soon as possible."

"Guard?" The burlap man was stunned. "A bunch of puppies in the village next door are going to fight again?"

The young man did not speak, but was silent and beat the long sword on the iron felt with the hammer in his hand.

As his hammer fell, the long sword gradually became more refined.

"All right, the hunting team dare not snatch things from the guard." The burlap man put the broadsword back on the weapon rack and shrugged: "But we are going into the mountain tomorrow. You must let me have a weapon at hand, right? "

As soon as the voice fell, the young man drew a monotonous long knife from his feet and threw it at him in the air.

The man in burlap hurriedly caught it, and then listened to the young man: "If you use the rent for two copper plates a day, you will be compensated at the price if you wear it."

"……also."

The man in the burlap blouse scratched his head and turned to leave.

When he was about to walk out, he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Xiaoli, your boss is almost 30 years old this year, don't you consider finding a girl?"

"Not interested." The young man said without looking up.

"What about your sister? She is getting married soon, right?"

The man in the burlap blouse smiled and said, "I'm telling you something. I heard the other day that the son of the leader of the village guard seems to be a bit interesting to your sister. Look..."

Before he could speak, an iron hammer flew towards his head.

boom!

The burlap man escaped dangerously and dangerously, and the wall behind him was smashed into a big hole.

He wiped his cold sweat, but saw the young man staring at him with a gloomy face. "Don't get excited, I'm just going to send you a letter, first consider..."

Huh!

Another hammer flew over.

The burlap man was taken aback, and immediately disappeared.

After driving away the man, the young man's face slowly relaxed, he gave a cold snort, and continued to bow his head and beat the weapon on the iron felt.

He is a blacksmith.

More precisely, he is a "smith".

Forging is his natural ability.

In this garbage dump, forging is an important force that can turn waste into treasure. Because of this young man’s high status in the village, few people dare to speak rudely to him directly.

But in the end, he was just a blacksmith.

"Ugh."

The youth sighed.

Although he himself is not interested in marrying a wife and having children, his sister's happiness cannot be ignored. After the death of their parents, the two depended on each other, but the younger sister could not stay by her side all the time, she should have her own happiness.

But here is the problem.

The young man, the son of the leader of the village guard, has heard that it is said that it is not a good thing...Relying on a natural and powerful profession, he often bullies men and women in the village, and the most terrible thing is that his girlfriends change frequently.

It is estimated that the thought of playing with his own sister is not true.

Because of this, although the young man also wanted his sister to start a family earlier, there was no suitable candidate to appear.

"Oh," the young man sighed and murmured to himself: "Whenever there will be a younger sister who is eye-catching and has a good character."

Sudden.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the thatched cottage.

The youth frowned.

He temporarily put down the forging hammer used to beat the weapon, grabbed a hammer that had been prepared, and aimed it at the door curtain.

The next moment, the curtain was lifted.

The guy in the burlap blouse who had just left for a short time went back.

"Wait, wait a minute! Hello!" The burlap man immediately found the hammer in the young man's hand, was startled in a cold sweat, and quickly said, "Something happened!"

"What's the matter?" The young man said indifferently.

"Your sister!"

"My sister? She should have gone to the garbage dump to pick up trash, what's the matter?"

Could it be that the son of the village guard leader's family blatantly bullied him?

The cold light in the youth's eyes flashed away.

A little killing intent appeared in his heart.

As if perceiving something wrong with the atmosphere, the burlap man quickly added: "Your sister is back with a man!"

"..."

The youth's eyes widened.

The burlap man said again: "I really didn't lie to you, your sister came back from the garbage dump with a man, and everyone in the village saw it! I thought you might not know it, so I rushed over to inform you!"

"What's the matter?"

The youth's head was in a mess.

Picked a man back from the garbage dump?

This……

How to say?

The young man fell into thinking.

At this moment, another rush of footsteps sounded.

Wow!

A slender figure with a glorious vibe opened the curtain and rushed in. The one-meter six-five-foot figure was not tall or short, and his face was slightly childish, but on his thin shoulders was a man with a gray head and eyes closed.

"Brother!" The little girl yelled crisply: "Look, I'll pick up a man!"

The young man's face turned dark with "huh".

"Uh, I'm leaving now."

The burlap man swallowed and quickly turned around and ran away.

This is the rhythm of big things...

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