There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 30

The cellar is not deep, because it is used by the kitchen to store food, so it is only six or seven feet deep, and it is full of vegetables that can last for a long time, such as potatoes, onions, and cabbage.

A slight putrid odor can also be smelled.

At the same time, the knocking sound of the forging hammer echoed very clearly in his ears.

And Xue Ling also found the source of that voice.

She saw the northeast corner of the cellar. At this time, there was a secret passage that could only be passed by one person, and the sound of forging still rang out there clearly.

He didn't seem to notice Xue Ling's approach.

Also, when you're blacksmithing, it's really hard to pay attention to and capture the sounds around you.

Xue Ling was entangled between calling Fang Bie and not calling Fang Bing, and finally chose to turn sideways and walked into the secret passage. As soon as she walked in, she felt the fire and heat blowing towards her face.

As well as the clearer sound of forging, Xue Ling saw Fang Bie standing in front of a red stove at a glance.

In just a split second, Xue Ling felt her scalp tingling.

"what!"

While Xue Ling screamed, she turned around and fled outside.

But he didn't expect that after only two steps away, he would be grabbed by the shoulders from behind.

Fang Bie's voice came quietly from behind Xue Ling: "What are you doing, it's not good to scare people."

Only then did Xue Ling realize that she had made a super-high-decibel sound just now, she couldn't help covering her mouth quietly, and whispered, "You're not wearing any clothes, okay?"

"No, I'm wearing it." Fang Bie corrected Xue Ling calmly. "I'm not a pervert."

"Obviously not wearing it!" Xue Ling said decisively without turning her head, "I saw everything just now!"

"You obviously didn't see anything." Fang Bie said quietly, "It's really too hot here, I just wore a little less."

"If you don't believe me, look back."

Xue Ling felt hot on her face.

"I don't want it!" the girl said decisively.

Although Xue Ling is already 17 years old, although she is half of the world now, Xue Ling is the only daughter of Xue Ping, the commander of Jin Yiwei, and she was treated like a boudoir at home since she was a child. The man exposed himself to dirty her eyes.

That is to say, Fang Bie has known each other for a long time, so Xue Ling didn't turn around and scold Fang Bie for being a hooligan while running away.

And, and - compared to Xue Ling's panic, Fang Bie is really too normal.

Does he really have no sense of shame?

Xue Ling could only hear the boy behind him sigh: "Okay, let's go."

Don't let go of your hand.

"Well, thank you very much for today." Xue Ling said without looking back, but looking forward.

"Why?" Fang Bie asked.

"Because." Xue Ling bit her lips: "Because you saved me, didn't you?"

"If you talk about saving, then I've saved you at least twice." Fang Bie said, "For saving your life, you should put it in your heart instead of your lips."

So is it just steel?

Xue Ling suddenly felt that Fang Bie was a little unreasonable.

"Are you really wearing clothes?"

Fang Bie seemed to be nodding behind his back: "It's really wearing, although it's a bit less, but no matter how little you wear, you're still wearing it."

"You are not allowed to lie to me!" Xue Ling gritted her teeth and said.

"I have no reason to lie to you?" Fang Bie asked quietly.

Xue Ling covered her eyes with her hands, turned around, and split her fingers.

Well, seeing Fang Bie's bare chest, the boy's smooth chest muscles were covered with beads of sweat.

Xue Ling covered her eyes again: "You are clearly lying!"

Saying this, Xue Ling turned around and was about to flee.

Fang Bie sighed: "The ancients are difficult, especially the ancient girls."

Xue Ling turned around: "What are you talking about?"

Turning around, Xue Ling saw all the attire on Fang Bie's body at this time.

In fact, there is no attire.

At this moment, Fang Bie’s long black hair was completely covered by a black turban, and he wore a pair of straw sandals on his feet. Apart from this, the boy’s whole body was basically undressed, and a large piece of hair could be seen on his body. Large smooth muscles and light tanned skin.

Don't tell me - it seems to be so beautiful.

And the boy's lower abdomen seems to be wearing a pair of pants that are cut too short, the top can't cover the navel, and the bottom can't cover the thighs. It was originally white cloth, but it was wet a lot by furnace ash and sweat. Embarrassed.

However, looking at it this way, is it actually wearing something?

But because Xue Ling only saw a figure from the back at the first time, which was basically a naked body from head to toe, at that moment, his brain basically froze, and he could only scream and run away.

"Why do you wear so little!" Xue Ling said loudly. "Immortal!"

Fang Bie shrugged helplessly: "I was originally working here alone, okay, it's as if you suddenly rushed in while I was taking a shower, and then said that it's indecent for me not to wear clothes?"

"It's so hot here, I wear too many clothes to make myself suffer."

Xue Ling turned her head, only then did she realize that she looked at the forge that was burning with charcoal fire, and this semi-enclosed space located underground. It was really similar to an oven, and she only stayed in it for less than a stick of incense. I felt like I was sweating all over my body.

Looking at the red-hot iron block and the sledgehammer next to the forge, it was obvious that Fang Bie was forging the iron block here before, and it was obvious that heavy physical labor would make it hotter.

"Sister Ping showed you the way?" Fang Bie continued to ask.

Only then did Xue Ling come to her senses, and she blushed instantly: "Yes, yes."

In other words, He Ping probably knew what was going on here, and she even pointed Xue Ling in—should it be said, should this be called a divine assist?

"Okay, let's go back after thanking you?" Fang Bie spread his hands and said, "You can't be here to watch me forge, right?"

To be honest, Xue Ling wanted to see Fang stop forging iron here, but it was still too hot here, and the boy's clothes were too indecent.

Although Xue Ling somehow feels that Fang Bie is really super safe, yes, the kind of security that can be a best friend, because Fang Bie talks to herself, even now, she feels completely calm to the extreme, without the slightest panic. In contrast, his own performance is simply a disgrace to a girl.

But because of the reserve of a girl, it is impossible to agree to Fang not to watch here.

"So, what are you doing here?" Xue Ling asked.

"Didn't you get a piece of black iron in the Dragon King's Palace during the day?" Fang Bie said quietly: "So I plan to cut a piece today to forge it to test its performance, and see if I can make a pair of gloves by the way."

Fang Bie raised his head and glanced at Xue Ling: "I think you need a pair of gold silk gloves, but the ones you bought are too expensive and not suitable for you."

"So I can only make one set for you."

Xue Ling didn't know whether it was because her face was so red from being roasted by the fire at this moment, or because her face was so hot.

"Why, why are you so kind to me?" Xue Ling said, biting her lip.

She was really afraid at this moment that Fang Bie would confess. If she confessed, Xue Ling might really be unable to bear it?

"Nothing." Fang Bie said lightly.

"I'm just afraid that you will die suddenly."

"Make you stronger, it can save me a lot of trouble."

The young man explained.

In Xue Ling's heart, an idea came into being in an instant—as expected.

(End of this chapter)