Bab 2854: Ghost king Liu Qing (1)

On the way back, Tang Zhen bought a jar of old wine and a few pounds of cooked beef before he leisurely returned home.

The blacksmith was still striking the iron ingot, but his whole body was spurting fire, which looked very strange.

Although the stove was burning, the temperature in the room was not high, and one could even feel a slight chill.

Especially those newly forged weapons, which glowed with a cold light, as if they could freeze people.

"You rest for a while. I'll forge an item."

After hearing Tang Zhen's words, the blacksmith dodged to the side with a respectful expression.

The heavy hammer was abnormally cold, a layer of frost covering its surface. In some places, it even seemed to have turned into Jade.

Tang Zhen held the iron hammer in his hand like a straw stick. At the same time, he picked up the iron ingot and continuously struck it.