Iron Cross Fire

"Yue Feng..." At this moment, Yuwen Yan bit his lips tightly, walked slowly to Yue Feng, lowered his head, and was very shy.

"Yue Feng, I beg you..." The voice was very small, and it was impossible to hear it if you didn't listen carefully.

She never dreamed that one day she would beg for mercy for this bastard! She also didn't expect that she would be so humble in front of this bastard!

"What?"

Yue Feng pretended not to hear: "What did you say? I can't hear it."

At this point, Yue Feng picked his ears and looked down at Yuwen Yan.

Yuwen Yan's delicate body trembled. Biting his lips tightly, almost biting them to bleed.

"I... I beg you..." Yuwen Yan bit his lips tightly and whispered.

When saying this, Yuwen Yan lowered his head and didn't look at Yue Feng. His delicate face was extremely red. You know, Yue Feng was the person she hated the most. She dreamed of killing him and avenging her previous shame. But now, she has given up all her dignity in front of Yue Feng!

"So good." Yue Feng said with a smile.

With a smile on his face, Yue Feng felt even more happy.

Haha...

Isn't this Yuwen Yan very arrogant? In the Yellow Sea Continent, he is rampant and everyone who sees him will retreat. But in front of him, he still puts down his dignity?

As soon as the voice fell, Yue Feng waved his hand, urged the White Lotus Cold Fire, and laid a layer of protective film around him. But this protective layer is very small, and it is difficult to accommodate Yue Feng alone.

Swish!

Yuwen Yan's delicate body trembled, and his face was extremely blushing.

This Yue Feng is such a bastard, he is not satisfied with taking advantage of him, and deliberately made the protective film so small. If he goes over, he can't avoid skin contact.

But if he doesn't go in, he will die of dehydration.

Thinking of this, Yuwen Yan had no choice but to accept the reality, bit his lips, and entered Yue Feng's protective layer.

It smells so good.

At this moment, Yue Feng smelled a fragrance coming towards him, and the whole person was intoxicated. He couldn't help but look at Yuwen Yan from a close distance.

It must be said that Yuwen Yan is not only beautiful, but also has a perfect figure.

For a while, the two of them were close to each other, very ambiguous. At this time, if there were other people around, they would definitely be shocked.

Yuwen Yan, the leader of Huanyin Sect and the master of Xiyan Pavilion, who was talked about by people in the Yellow Sea Continent, actually softened towards Yue Feng?

Feeling Yue Feng's smiling eyes, Yuwen Yan bit his lips and almost bit them to bleed. He was uncomfortable all over, but he didn't dare to move.

If he moved, he might break away from the protective layer and be burned by the heat outside.

"Yue Feng, I warn you, don't have any improper thoughts about me, otherwise, I will not let you go even if I die and become a ghost!"

"I have improper thoughts about you? Don't be so self-indulgent. A woman like you has a strong personality. I don't want her! But you, you won't fall in love with me, right?"

"You..."

They kept bickering for two days while moving forward.

Finally, after walking for an unknown period of time, the view suddenly became clear. Yue Feng and Yu Wenyan walked out of the underground cave. In front of them was a huge pit dug by manpower.

Damn it!

At this moment, Yue Feng looked up and was shocked. He was stunned.

He saw that the huge pit in front of him was several hundred meters wide. The underground magma gathered into a magma pool in the huge pit. Above the magma pool, there were dozens of huge furnaces hanging. These furnaces were connected to the cold iron chains that kept melting. The other end of the cold iron chains was firmly fixed to the surrounding stone walls. ŴŴŴ.

On the stone wall just south of the giant pit, there are three blood-red characters written in a flamboyant style: Sword Casting Pool!

Sword Casting Pool?

Seeing this, Yue Feng couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Fuck, this wouldn't be the place where Mingjian Villa casts weapons, right?

This underground magma river is actually connected to the place where Mingjian Villa casts weapons, what a coincidence.

While muttering, Yue Feng also saw that in front of the dozens of huge furnaces, there were many people concentrating on iron smelting and forging. These people were wearing uniform forging clothes with the logo of Mingjian Villa on their clothes.

Yue Feng's guess was right. The Sword Casting Pool was the place where Mingjian Villa cast weapons, and it was also a forbidden place that was never open to the public. Most of the top-grade weapons of Mingjian Villa were born here.

Outside the Sword Casting Pool is the beautiful Mingjian Villa.

Mingjian Villa has been passed down for several years, and the casting skills are extremely exquisite. Thousands of years ago, the ancestors of the Ye family found through testing that the weapons cast by the fire of natural magma are sharper and tougher, so they built a huge casting base here.

Swish!

Seeing the scene in front of her, Yuwen Yan also trembled, and her heart was extremely shocked.

The next second, Yuwen Yan reacted and immediately distanced herself from Yue Feng. At this time, her face was still a little red. She grabbed Yue Feng's clothes and pulled them hard, and put them on her body.

Her clothes were all soaked with sweat. How could she see people?

At this time, her face was like a ripe red apple. She was the dignified master of Xiyan Pavilion, and she had just stayed close to Yue Feng for so long.

Feeling her coquettishness, Yue Feng smiled slightly and said nothing.

"Who is it?"

At this moment, the people who were busy in the sword casting pool finally found Yue Feng and the others, and they were all surprised and shouted.

Hula!

The next second, dozens of guards rushed over with long swords in hand and surrounded Yue Feng and Yu Wenyan.

At the same time, many guards shouted for support.

"Oh no, someone broke in!"

"Hurry up and help them."

The whole Mingjian Villa was in an uproar when they heard the noise. Soon, they saw the clan leader Ye Xuan, Ye Ziyi, and many elite disciples rushing over, including Ye Ziyi's cousin, Dong Long.

"You...Yue Feng?" Seeing Yue Feng, Ye Xuan was stunned and surprised. At the same time, his heart was extremely complicated.

Before, Yu Wenyan brought the disciples of Huanyin Sect to besiege Mingjian Villa. At the critical moment, Yue Feng stepped forward to help, which made Mingjian Villa very grateful.

However, later Yue Feng got drunk and broke into his daughter's boudoir in the middle of the night, which made people's good impression of him plummet. After that, Yue Feng suddenly disappeared. Everyone thought he was absconding for fear of crime, but unexpectedly, he appeared again.

What surprised Ye Xuan even more was that Yue Feng not only came back, but also appeared in the sword casting pool?

You know, the environment of the sword casting pool is complex and connected to the underground magma. It is difficult for ordinary people to resist such a scorching breath. In addition, Mingjian Villa is well guarded, so no one has been able to come here for thousands of years.

And this Yue Feng not only came in, but also seemed to be unaffected by the scorching environment.

How did he do it?

At this time, Ye Xuan did not know that Yue Feng had the White Lotus Cold Fire. This underground cave with a harsh environment is an insurmountable danger for others, but it has no effect on Yue Feng.

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