Smithing

Looking at Zhang Blacksmith some come back to look, Jiang Jiejie one breath will be ready to speak out.

"Hahaha..." The blacksmith laughed and threw the frost back. "What a hand with a sword, what a warrior, what a... Stop there."

Jiang Jie caught coagulation frost, still put it on his back, and then also cocked a smile.

Looking at the gray-haired old man in front of him, he felt a visceral admiration.

The old man, the master of the casting-sword pavilion, lived in seclusion here for more than ten years, but a word of Luo Kai and a token of Wang Changming decided to break their original calm life.

Set foot on a road at that time knowing that is to die, even without the slightest hesitation to call their brothers to luo Kai bo out a future.

This is a... 's sense of honor.

You have to be impressed.