Liu Nian's face turned pale and she lowered her head and said nothing.

Jin Chongyan secretly regretted his words and was about to make up for it. The shop assistant led the boss out.

The boss said: "This stove is left to pay off the debt by a sword-casting guest. When it is given, it is a good thing. Somehow, it became like this in a few days. This thing is not easy to get rid of, but it becomes like this, so it can only be sold at a low price. If you can refine it well, I can give you five low-grade spirit stones."

Liu Nian's eyes lit up and was about to agree, but the boss said, "It's just that little brother wants to tell me why this stove turned out like this. I'm not trying to steal the skills, but I'm afraid that you will refine it today and it will be half dead tomorrow. Then I'll suffer a lot! I'm just a blacksmith, and a few low-grade spirit stones have emptied everything I have, and I'm still hoping to sell this thing and make a fortune."

Liu Nian said: "This is made of hollow wisteria wood in the furnace, and it is soaked in medicine. It is specially used to refine pills. The previous owner used it to refine poison, and over time, the toxicity will seep into the furnace. If someone refines elixir with fire from time to time, the poison can be eliminated a little every day, but after the boss gets the furnace, the poison gas cannot be dissipated. The hollow wisteria wood is eroded by the poison gas, and it will naturally no longer be shining. Now, I will use my heart to dispel the poison gas. However, after this tossing, the lifespan of this furnace is much worse than before. If not, this furnace is worth at least six or seven medium-grade spirit stones."

When the boss heard six or seven medium-grade spirit stones, he couldn't help but shine, "Is there no way to save it?"

Liu Nian said: "It is more difficult to make up for the damaged material than to find a new one, and it is not worth the cost."

The boss gave up and respectfully presented the stove with both hands: "I would like to ask the master for help!"

Liu Nian took the stove, his eyes lit up, and his expression was exactly the same as when the boss heard "six or seven medium-grade spirit stones". He gently stroked the stove with his fingers, and after a while, he smiled satisfied: "How about the quiet room?"

The boss nodded repeatedly: "Some, some, please come here. It's next to the iron smelting room, which is a bit stuffy."

He led the person into the room, turned his head and saw Jin Chongyan following behind and looking at him coldly: "Uh, may I ask if you are..."

Jin Chongyan said, "I'll work with him." After that, he didn't even look at him and planned to step into the room. Unexpectedly, as soon as his feet passed the threshold, the door closed vigorously and pushed his toes back.

The boss who was stared at him expressed his grievance: "..."

Jin Chongyan gritted his teeth and whispered: "It's the same again."

"Young Master?" The boss looked at the strangely distorted face of the overly beautiful young man with trembling fear.

Jin Chongyan said: "Give me a quiet room too! You have to be by his side."

The boss immediately opened the door of the iron smelting room.

The heat was pouring overwhelmingly over.

Jin Chongyan: "..."

Liu Nian held the stove intently, completely entering the state of selflessness, deafing the noisy next door. In addition to earning some repair fees, he also became interested in the stove itself. In terms of material, wisteria hollow wood is very ordinary, easy to find but not resistant to burning, and it consumes very quickly. It burns a little more than ten times in a low fire, and it will be useless after burning a lot of fire. But this stove is not known what potion is soaked in, but the appearance becomes as hard as metal.

His hands were itchy for a long time, but he couldn't help it. He gently scraped the powder on the skin with a knife, then sniffed it under his nose with his fingers, smelled a strange smell, and then laughed for a while and said, "It seems that your original owner likes to grab the meat with his hands."

And don't wash your hands after eating the meat.

Jin Chongyan was worried as long as Liu Nian went in. He found that he was completely poisoned. Once Liu Nian left, the inner demon would clamor in his body, wanting to catch the person back, otherwise he would be filled with anger in his chest and had nowhere to vent.

The Qingxin Mantra has passed in my heart countless times, but it is not as effective as Liu Nian's glance at it.

He restless in the room for a while, and focused his attention on Liu Nian next door.

Liu Nian's breathing was extremely light, and there were a few extremely light moans in the middle. Jin Chongyan's blood suddenly surged, and he swallowed unconsciously. The scene of Liu Nian lying naked in his arms appeared in his mind. Another time, as soon as Liu Nian woke up, he treated him...

The fragrant scenery made Jin Chongyan fall into extreme anxiety of being powerful and nowhere to make him feel. He looked at a large piece of ore on the ground and slapped him in the air.

The ore is crushed into powder.

Jin Chongyan was not satisfied yet, and walked to the common wall of the two, staring at him fiercely, as if he was staring at the person who was completely unaware of it.

After a while, Liu Nian's breath suddenly became heavy. Jin Chongyan's heart tightened and his palm pressed on the wall: "A Nian!"

Liu Nian seemed to hear his shout, and his breathing became more depressing.

Jin Chongyan's mood was ups and downs, and the demon in his heart came out to make trouble again, with his head against the wall, constantly chanting the mantra of the Qingxin, while chanting it for himself and the other party.

Liu Nian's breathing was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which made Jin Chongyan's heart feel high.

Suddenly, Liu Nian's breathing stagnated and a muffled groaned in his throat.

Jin Chongyan could no longer hold it back and slapped the wall with his palm. The man quickly moved to Liu Nian and held his shoulder.

Liu Nian frowned, her face was pale, but her eyes showed a glimmer of joy. She held the purple-gold-like stove in both hands and said to herself: "So that's it! It's like this!"

Jin Chongyan said: "You used your heart fire?"

A heart fire, a little blood in the heart.

Jin Chongyan refused to let him use it before, so he just asked him to practice hard. When his cultivation level matched the three heart fires, he would not have to waste his blood. Liu Nian occasionally disobeyed him, but he used it very carefully. He turned a blind eye, but he didn't expect that Liu Nian would use blood on such a broken furnace. Just thinking about it, he felt blood in his heart!

Liu Nian proudly held the stove: "Look, I've repaired it."

Jin Chongyan felt both distressed and funny, and put a little force on his arm, hugged the person in front of him, and kissed him from his forehead to his neck.

Liu Nian was so scared that he hid, but Jin Chongyan kissed him harder.

When the boss rushed into the iron smelting room with the shopkeeper, he saw this scene.

Boss, shop guy: "..."

Jin Chongyan raised his eyebrows unhappily. Liu Nian immediately noticed the emotional fluctuations. He quickly held his hand, withdrew from his arms, and raised the stove with his other hand: "I've fixed it."

"Oh! Oh! Oh Oh, it's fixed." The boss "Oh" a string, finally woke up, walked up happily, held the stove with both hands, and his eyes shining, "It seems to be brighter than when I first saw it!"

Liu Nian smiled shyly: "It's poisonous and naturally regained its former glory!"

The boss said, "I am very grateful for your repair of my stove, but you destroyed my house again, this..."

Liu Nian felt aroused and said, "The cost of repairing a house is not as good as deducting it from the cost of repair."

The boss didn't expect him to be so easy to talk. When he looked at Jin Chongyan's dark face, he remembered the scene he had just seen, and secretly thought about the story of a bad temper and a powerful person who practiced Taoism and snatched the good temper and refined a genius. Unfortunately, others were slight in words. Even if they were not worth it for Liu Nian, they would not dare to say it out. They took out four low-grade spirit stones from their arms: "Since that's the case, I'm disrespectful."

Seeing Liu Nian working hard to consume his blood in his heart, only four low-grade spirit stones were exchanged for, Jin Chongyan's face turned as dark as the bottom of the pot. If Liu Nian hadn't held his hand and tried to force it, he would have almost rushed over and chopped the boss!

Liu Nian, who had received four spirit stones, was in a very good mood and dragged Jin Chongyan out of the iron shop.

Jin Chongyan took off Linglong Sac and handed him: "Linglong Sac is still the same one, you have recognized your master after bleeding."

Liu Nian was filled with joy and looked at him in almost fear: "What does it mean?"

Jin Chongyan said for granted: "We are married, and you will manage the family in the future and I will support the family."

Liu Nian took a step back and wanted to squeeze out a smile but failed. He lowered his head and stuttered, "No, I'm enough."

"Your enough is to exchange four lower-grade spirit stones for one drop of blood in your heart?!" Jin Chongyan saw the owner of the iron shop stumble inside, wishing to shout louder! Sometimes he really wanted to cut open his heart and let him see how heartache he was, why he was still indifferent!

Liu Nian whispered: "It's five."

There are indeed five.

The owner of the iron shop not far away nodded vigorously. He thought Jin Chongyan could not see it, but the other party turned around and glared at him fiercely, staring at him sweating profusely, wishing to find a box to lock himself up.

Jin Chongyan held his breath in his heart, pulled Liu Nian into his arms, hugged his waist, and disappeared in front of the iron shop, and entered a dead end. The person at the innermost part of the dead end was about to open the door and go out to buy something, but Jin Chongyan suddenly appeared in front of him and pushed the person back into the door: "Close the door!"

The man was so scared that he closed the door.

Liu Nian was sorry and hurriedly wanted to apologize, but the door closed in front of him with a "bang".

Jin Chongyan hugged his waist, pressed the person against the wall, and pounded the wall twice anxiously.

Liu Nian said nervously: "Be gentler, be gentler, don't beat it up."

Jin Chongyan used the Qingxin Spell to suppress the flames in his heart and asked carefully: "What are you thinking now?"

Liu Nian said in a daze: "Thoughts?"

Jin Chongyan said: "What you want to do with me, what you want to do with us, what you want to do with this marriage. Are you willing or afraid that I will be forced to get into a devil..." After a pause, his face became even more ugly, "Just say it out. Anyway, we are already married, so you can discuss anything together."

Liu Nian lowered her head and looked at her toes.

What Jin Chongyan looked most at was his appearance. He raised his chin with one hand and said, "If you have any ideas, please tell me if you have them, don't hide them."

Liu Nian said slowly: "It's great to get married." It's really good. I have a companion by my side, no longer alone, and I won't feel lonely at any time.

Jin Chongyan was a little anxious: "Is it good to get married? Is it good to get married with others? Where is Hong Shuli? It's good to get married with her?"

Liu Nian said: "It's great to get married to you." Compared to Hong Shulian, Jin Chongyan is a person who is closer and more familiar. Although the relationship between the two is neither awkward nor awkward, others still cannot compare with him. Originally, what he has given to Jin Chongyan was all he has. In this life, Jin Chongyan is the person he is closest to.
Chapter completed!