Unexpectedly, this young slave didn't take him seriously at all, and the guard who wanted to show off his authority became furious, "You..." In anger, he wanted to beat the other person, but then he thought about it, but it was also
Ah, since the leader of Song Dynasty has already said it before, it's better not to get involved, so as not to get into trouble. After all, the leader has been full of resentment because he failed to refine black iron recently.?
Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, the originally extremely arrogant guard gritted his teeth and said: "You brat, just wait for me. If you can't complete the task, I'll let you watch me tonight."
Such a threat could not make Qiu Yu afraid. He had seen too many strong winds and waves, so how could he be afraid of the water in the gutter? He responded calmly: "It doesn't matter. As for the outcome, we'll see in the evening."
"I'll let you relax for a while first, but when the time comes, your life will be worse than death." After saying these words harshly, the guard turned around and walked away angrily.
The flames burning not far away made a whirring sound, making the temperature in the air very high. The bearded strong man was still smelting meteorites and paying attention to what was going on here. Seeing that Qiu Yu was not afraid of the guards, he seemed to be confident.
, couldn't help but be surprised. Finally, he couldn't help but said: "Are you really good at refining black iron?"
Qiu Yu replied, "I don't know, I've never tried it."
This sentence made the other party very disappointed, so he just snorted and glared at the cynical young man fiercely. He stopped talking and cursed secretly in his heart. He is such a reckless thing. He acts like someone who has nothing to do. He definitely can't count on you.
Well, I'll do my best. If I can't extract the black iron, I'll just wait to have my legs broken.
The weather was really good, the sun was shining high, and the warm rays fell on the body, which made Qiu Yu, who was previously imprisoned in the dungeon, feel particularly comfortable, as if moldy objects were drying out to get rid of the haze in the body.
It was so enjoyable that the boy lay down directly on the stone and took a sunbath. He closed his eyes and didn't think about anything. After a while, he fell asleep and breathed evenly.
After being in the dungeon for so many days, Qiu Yu practiced hard day and night. Now that he saw the sunshine rarely, he felt a little too relaxed.
The bearded strong man was dripping with sweat, and his ragged clothes were soaked. He gritted his teeth and persisted. He turned his head and glanced at the big-hearted thing, and sighed secretly. He was so drunk that he never knew what it was like to be sad.
The guards in the distance were also puzzled. This kid was really brave. Everyone else was busy and busy, but he was the only one who still had the heart to sleep. Couldn't he be looking for a solution?
Previously, a group of guards also saw someone coming to reprimand someone but then returning angrily. They were a little confused and shouted: "Old Zhang, come here."
The so-called Lao Zhang was the guard who was about to whip Qiu Yu just now. Hearing his companion's call, he walked over and shouted: "What are you doing?"
One of the guards asked in confusion: "What do you mean, that kid fell asleep. Didn't you go over to fix him? Why didn't you do it?"
Lao Zhang said angrily: "Don't worry about him. Boss Song has already made a promise. This boy must refine black iron before night, otherwise his legs will be broken. Don't worry about him. We will wait to see him destroyed."
That’s fine.”
Only then did the guards come to their senses and all kept talking: "This kid is really looking for death, so don't worry about him."
"Lao Zhang, you are really shady. Do you just want to see his legs broken?"
Lao Zhang said surreptitiously: "Of course, let him be arrogant. It won't take long before this kid will be worse than dead and become a useless person..."
The voice came over, and Qiu Yu, who was half asleep and half awake, heard it clearly, but was unmoved. Instead, he completely relaxed his body and mind and fell into a deep sleep.
It was a good sleep. Qiu Yu spent the whole morning in sleep. It was not until the afternoon that he opened his eyes, yawned, sat up, and stretched, feeling refreshed.
When he turned around to look, Qiu Yu was stunned. He saw that the bearded strong man was in a very bad state. He was already sitting on the ground, his face turned purple, and he looked like he was gnashing his teeth. The flames between his palms had turned into red.
It was very weak, much worse than before, but it was just barely extinguished.
It can be seen that the old guy is at the end of his strength, his spiritual power is almost exhausted, and the meteorite is in a semi-melted state, and he still cannot extract black iron, so he is obviously going to fail.
Qiu Yu could see clearly that due to his limited skill, the bearded man could not succeed in any case. Even if he spared no effort, it would be in vain. Sometimes his efforts may not be effective.
The actual situation was also the same. At this moment, Big Beard could not even continue to perform fire-attribute skills. The flames in his palms suddenly went out, and the rather heavy meteorite fell down.
As a result, a look of extreme despair appeared in his eyes, and he sighed secretly in his heart, it's over, these two legs will definitely not be saved!
Suddenly, a force surged in and enveloped the meteorite in an instant, and then moved away, surprising the bearded man. He quickly turned his head to look, only to see the meteorite being sucked in by Qiu Yu, and the young man's palms
In the blink of an eye, purple-red flames rushed out, making him widen his eyes and say in shock, "Ah..."
At the critical moment, Qiu Yu finally took action. What he used was magma fire, which was only inferior to the ultimate fire and much more powerful than ordinary fire-attribute techniques.
This fire was the result of him refining the soul of the Earth Lizard King before he could use it for his own use. Now the meteorite blocks are filled with flames and begin to slowly melt at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even so, the effect is better than that of the bearded man.
The two are so much better, it's a world of difference.
The bearded man stared closely at the flames and meteorites. He couldn't help but be excited by them. He thought it was too unbelievable. He said to himself as if he couldn't believe it: "How is it possible? Such a domineering fire attribute skill..." Hope also emerged in his heart.
Maybe this kid can really refine black iron, and our legs can be saved.
Qiu Yu also became fully focused, manipulating the priorities of the flames to continuously melt the meteorites, as if he had encountered high-temperature chocolate. Even though he had never done this before, he had the corresponding observation skills and knew how to extract the mystery.
Iron bears the brunt of melting meteorites.
Fortunately, there is a nine-tailed sky demon in the sea of consciousness. He is absolutely well-informed and knows a lot. Although his body is tired, his mind is clear. Now he has appeared, floating on the top of the palace, and whispered: "Extract the black iron.
It’s not difficult, just do as I say, and you should be able to extract it before twilight.”
A smile flashed in Qiu Yu's eyes, and she secretly communicated with Xiao Jiu, "Really, it's really great!"
Unconsciously, more than half an hour passed and the meteorite had completely melted. Following Xiaojiu's guidance, Qiu Yu began to use spiritual power to extract useful substances.