Chapter 81 became

[Tomorrow is a new week, and everything will be zero. The more red tickets, the better. I pray that everyone will use red tickets to create an eternal era for us!]

At night, the Nangong family held a big banquet, inviting all the casters and surrounding residents to come. In addition, the princes and nobles of the dynasty came to congratulate and sing and danced. This is to celebrate Huang Feng's triumphant return and win the 'God of War Medal'. At the same time, the reputation of the Nangong family rose again, and the business reached an unprecedented height.

All of this is the benefit brought by Huang Feng.

However, what makes everyone feel sorry is that Huang Feng will retreat bravely and give up his great future. If he continues to serve the dynasty, it can be imagined that Huang Feng must be the first man in the dynasty army in the future. Ten thousand has been ruined by 200,000, and such a feat will always be recorded in history and draw a bright stroke for history.

It was also because Huang Feng became famous in just a few months, but he retreated bravely, which gave him a mysterious color and was respected by millions of people.

After Huang Feng made a speech at the banquet, he returned to Huangfu alone. I'm more relaxed. Dealing with such a scene is simply more tiring than fighting a war. Walking into the backyard, who knew that Nangong Feng was already sitting on the stone bench and saw him coming and shaking the wine jar in his hand.

"I knew that your boy would definitely escape, and I won't be tricked this time." Nangong Feng ridiculed.

"Those who know me are still Brother Feng!" Huang Feng smiled calmly, walked over, and raised the wine jar to drink. The liquor is fragrant and mellow, and the mouth is like fire, spreading all the way to the abdomen.

After a jar of wine fell into his stomach, Huang Feng burped and sat down.

"Huang Feng, you look good. I am proud of you, and the whole dynasty is proud of you. Nangong wind is not loud, but powerful.

"If Dad is here, what a beautiful scene I am. It's a pity..." Huang Feng looked up at the brightest star in the sky and fell into endless thoughts.

"Rock will see it!" Nangong said lightly. The gathering of two brothers is simple and warm. Huang Feng talked about the feeling of leading the army to war, and Nangong Feng told how to manage the family business recently and make it prosperous.

The next day, Huang Feng went directly into the casting room, and now his strength has reached the peak of six times, and the breakthrough is only a line away. The power of 47 fierce tigers is almost the same as that of the seven-heavy strong. This is when he conquered five cities and once again increased the strength of three tigers.

Huang Feng had thousands of thoughts. At his most beautiful moment, his mind was full of Huang Yan's figure and the blood and tears brought by the war. When cleaning up the bodies of many soldiers, their comrades-in-arms cried silently. Even if their arms were broken, they did not shed tears, but they cried at that time.

Huang Feng felt a lot. The fusion of water and fire, blood and tears is the battlefield.

"Dad, I have successfully stood at the peak of the secular world. Have you ever seen it? I have brought Huang Feng's reputation to an unprecedented height. Everyone knows it. Have you ever seen it? Huang Feng was sad, and two lines of tears flowed down, and his mood rose and fell greatly. At this time, his spirit was extremely sublimated and fluctuated very fiercely.

After experiencing strong wind and waves, Huang Feng's vision and mentality have grown rapidly, with a sword-like momentum and unstoppable sharpness. But how desolate it is that the closest people are not there.

The most painful thing in life is not that you can't have everything. But after having everything, the closest people can't share it with themselves.

And now, Huang Feng is in this state.

"How can this boy's mental strength improve so quickly, faster than using Meteor Falling Rain? Is he really a descendant of mortals? The snake fairy beat me down at the last moment. Is it really the work of the lamp? Is it really just a coincidence to get it by Huang Feng? The snake was shocked, and many ideas came to mind for a moment, which confused it. I don't even dare to think deeply.

Huang Feng silently took out the extraterresult iron, put it into the furnace, pulled the bellows, and the flames burned. He used water glass to cast a mold, which is a very rare mold. The meteorite that is about to melt into iron water is poured into it, and my mind is full of yellow rock.

Since childhood, bit by bit, a warm action, a caring greeting... converged into a trendy thought, deep into the heart. Huang Feng sweated with tears and raised the hammer to hit the weapon embryo again and again. Each hammer contained his endless thoughts for his father.

The spirit, flesh and blood converge at this moment and are injected into this weapon. Huang Feng was so forgetful that he looked back on the past like a flower in his mind.

Five days later, Huang Feng did not eat or drink. You can clearly see that in the casting room, airflows rotated along the rising and falling hammers, and then fell into the hammer and Huang Feng's body. The blood was surging, like angry waves beating the shore.

The snake was stunned, and the casting machine actually attracted the spiritual power of heaven and earth to support itself. This is an extremely advanced weapon to attract such a scene, and there is a growing trend.

Huang Feng has no problem even if he doesn't eat or drink. On the contrary, because Reiki is the essence of heaven and earth, it will have great benefits for the growth of Huang Feng's cultivation.

Half a month later, Huang Feng has never taken a step out of the casting room. Nangong Feng came to see it once, and then left.

A month later, a vision appeared over the Yellow Mansion, and red and white clouds differentiated into the sky. The red side is like a burning cloud, sad and magnificent. The white side is surging like a tide, showing a wave of anger. It is rare to see it for thousands of years. It has hovered over the Yellow Mansion for a long time. Even at night, it has never dispersed.

Such a vision attracted a large number of people to watch, and even shocked His Majesty. Qin Shuanger personally led the army to stop the onlookers. Huangfu is like a city with endless people, which is several times more lively than the most prosperous streets.

Two months later, thunder suddenly appeared over Huangfu, and sometimes water, fire and clouds collided, and the scene was almost like a demon.

"What kind of sword is this going to cast!" Nangong Xiong looked into the distance and was thrilling. According to book records, on the day when the phoenix sword became a sword, the phoenix sounded for nine days, and an auspicious cloud turned into a fire phoenix, which lasted for a long time in the sky.

In the casting room, hundreds of auras turned into a thumb-sized airflow, rushed into Huang Feng's body, and then injected into the weapon from Huang Feng's arm.

This is the longest time of Huangfeng's casting. It has been two months. It has been sleepless day and night, cooperating with "Meteor Falling Rain" and "The Snake Dragon Secret" and beating it again and again. The endless thoughts for Huangyan are all injected into this weapon.

Three months later, the sky suddenly emitted a thunderbolt, a bolt from the blue, and went straight down to the casting room, with amazing momentum. Suddenly, the crowd was frightened and ran away, filled with smoke and dust. Water, fire and clouds over Huangfu blended with each other to form a whirlpool. The scene is extremely strange.

Qin Shuanger was the first to rush into the ruined Huangfu. Between the smoke and dust, a magnificent figure slowly came out, with a golden color and a strong breath, like under the god, which was awe-inspiring.

He holds weapons in his hands, one long and one short. The long fire is red, the center of the sword body is empty, and the hilt of the sword is burning like fire. The short one is as small as water, and the hilt of the sword is like an angry wave. It emitted a compelling mood from afar, like a fire and a fierce flood, which was suffocating.

"Finally, it's done!" Huang Feng held two swords and glowed all over his body. He raised his sword to the sky. His long hair flew, and his clothes were hunting, like gods, which made people want to kneel down and bow to worship.