Douluo: I don't need Wuhun to fight you

After some detailed discussion, Wang Lin found out that this woman was the one he had met during his training in Geng Xincheng.

Her name is Ning Rongrong, the daughter of Ning Fengzhi, the patriarch of the Three Great Sects and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

In short, she is a rich woman.

In the reception area of ​​the Blacksmith Association, Wang Lin and Ning Rongrong were sitting on the same sofa, very close to each other.

Ning Rongrong moved her buttocks, trying to sit closer to Wang Lin.

"Wang Lin, I finally found you!" Ning Rongrong said with a bitter face, how many cities he traveled to find Wang Lin, and how hard it was.

Wang Lin was moved, but at the same time at a loss.

It never occurred to him that he coaxed that girl out of boredom.

Who would have expected that girl to be the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect...

It's as if you were trying to rely on yourself to start a big business, and found a rich woman who had unintentionally helped before suddenly came to you and said: I will support you!

"Wang Lin! I listened to your opinions before and apologized to Ning Chao Shi and the others, then cried hard, and finally practiced alone...".

"In the end, they all ran to me and said sorry, and said they would play with me in the future!" Ning Rongrong looked directly at Wang Lin, and his eyes were full of stars when he spoke.

Wang Lin became a little interested, "Then what happened?".

"Later...I bullied them again and apologized to them again," Ning Rongrong said with a smile, "I bullied them again and apologized again~".

"..." Wang Lin was speechless. This Ning Rongrong is really stubborn.

Ning Rongrong frowned, "I keep using this opinion, but it doesn't seem to work anymore...".

nonsense!

That opinion is to let you correct when you know your mistakes, and don’t make mistakes again!

I didn't let you use it many times, cheating other people's feelings! !

Wang Lin cursed inwardly, wishing he could slap Ning Rongrong.

"Then... what should I do from now on? I won't get their forgiveness if I say I'm sorry." Ning Rongrong pouted aggrievedly and played with the corner of her clothes.

"So you are looking for me because of this?" Wang Lin was stunned.

Ning Rongrong shook her head, "No!".

"Why is that?" Wang Lin was puzzled.

"Because... because..." Ning Rongrong suddenly stopped playing with her two tender hands. The more she hesitated, the more rosy her pretty face became.

"Because I want to see you...".

The voice fell, and the reception area where only the two of them fell into silence.

"Master Wang Lin, your application for the public forging area is ready." The person in charge of the front desk came to the reception area with a round number plate.

"This is your area code------within a month, you can freely use the forging equipment, etc. in this area code!"

Wang Lin got up and took the number plate handed over, "Thank you!".

After all, Wang Lin walked towards the forging area on the first floor of the Blacksmiths Association, looking for his own area code.

Blacksmiths Guild, District 5.

Hanging the number plate on a pillar in Area 5, Wang Lin began to check the stove, bellows, smelter and other equipment.

"Wang Lin, I'll help you!" Ning Rongrong got Wang Lin's permission and followed to the No. 5 forging area.

"Miss Rongrong, don't mess around!" Seeing Ning Rongrong put his hand into the stove on the stove, Wang Lin was startled, but luckily the stove hadn't lit yet.

Seeing Wang Lin's sweaty face, Ning Rongrong narrowed his eyes with a smile, and stuck out his tongue at Wang Lin, "I'm not stupid, I won't stick my hand in if there's fire~".

"..." Wang Linyou was frightened and had already provoked Tang Hao, a monster with well-developed limbs. He did not want to be chased by the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect again.

After checking all the equipment in the forging area, Wang Lin came to the stove, started a fire, and squatted down to pull the bellows.

"Wang Lin, are you a soul master blacksmith?" Standing behind Wang Lin, Ning Rongrong asked purposefully.

Wang Lin hummed, and took out a bottle-sized white statue from the ring.

Clay stone must be smelted at high temperature and turned into a liquid before it can be compatible with other metals.

After adjusting the smelting temperature of the smelter to a certain height, Wang Lin made some details, then wrapped the sticky stone with soul power, and slowly put it into the smelter.

Whoosh------

The smelter starts up and starts to smelt the clay. After half an hour, it will become liquid.

"Then what level of soul power do you have now?" Ning Rongrong asked after Wang Lin.

Wang Lin came to the stove, took out metal materials such as black gold and mithril from the ring, and replied while forging, "Look at me as a blacksmith, how many levels of soul power can I reach?".

"Level 27?" Ning Rongrong bit her index finger. She knew that Wang Lin was two years older than herself, so she used herself as a reference to guess Wang Lin's soul power level.Then he changed his words, "Level 32?".

"Almost..." Wang Lin held the forging hammer in his hand and began to forge Wujin.

Keng-------

Keng-------

Keng-------

The continuous metallic noise prevented Ning Rongrong from asking.

She sat on a stool in a corner with some disappointment, staring at Wang Lin who was forging with flickering eyes, and seemed to be thinking of something in her heart.

In the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, there is a rule, that is, the direct descendants of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda's martial soul must be a powerful soul master.

Just now Ning Rongrong asked Wang Lin intentionally or unintentionally, just to see how strong Wang Lin is, what level of soul power, what is a martial soul, and what other soul master is it?

Looking at Wang Lin who worked so hard, the smile on the corner of Ning Rongrong's mouth became a bit bitter.

If, if I brought Wang Lin home, my father wouldn't let me be with him...

so what should I do now?

Why is it that Wang Lin is clearly a soul master, but he is willing to become a blacksmith, a labor-intensive profession?

Is it because he is too mediocre in terms of soul master talent?

Many questions drilled into Ning Rongrong's mind one by one. As early as two years ago, the moment Wang Lin and her parted, Ning Rongrong knew his feelings for Wang Lin.

During the two years of separation, she was recalling what Wang Lin had said to her, and the short time she spent with Wang Lin.

Although they are still young...

Still young?

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong seemed to see hope, and was secretly happy, if Wang Lin could give up the blacksmith profession and concentrate on developing the direction of soul master.

And with the cultivation resources of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School as a guarantee, maybe it will make a difference?

"Wang Lin!" Ning Rongrong happily ran to Wang Lin's side, "Wang Lin, can you give up your job as a blacksmith and come back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School with me?".

"No!" Wang Lin replied without thinking, and then took out the burnt iron ore and continued to temper.

"Why? Our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda Wuhun is the best in the world, no one can compare. The sect is one of the three major sects, and there are two titled Douluo sitting in it. Whether it is cultivation resources or instructors, they are all Best. Why don't you go back with me?".

"No reason!" Wang Lin continued to exercise.

Ning Rongrong began to grimace again, and she pulled Wang Lin's clothes with her small hands, and she began to use her unique trick: acting like a baby.

But Wang Lin didn't accept this trick, and continued to swing the hammer, hitting the red-hot iron.

Suddenly, some impurities on the iron block were blown out by the blow of the forging hammer, and unexpectedly splashed onto one of Ning Rongrong's arms.

ah-----

While Ning Rongrong screamed, she subconsciously retracted her burned arm.

Seeing this, Wang Lin hurriedly stopped forging and treated her burned arm.

Take out some medicinal herbs that relieve burns from the small green lattice of the ring. After processing, the juice from the crushed herbs is slowly dripped on the burnt piece of the arm.

Ning Rongrong's arm was still in hot pain.

But she was fascinated when Wang Lin put down his forging work to treat her wound.

He even forgot that a small piece of his skin had been burned, and a hole had been burned in his beautiful sleeve.

Every move of Wang Lin reminded Ning Rongrong of the scene when Wang Lin wiped her tears and taught him the truth two years ago.

"Rongrong, I have something I need to do!" Wang Lin gently smeared the juice dripping around the scar, and said, "I can't give up my blacksmith job for you, and I can't join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!".

"Why?".

"No reason!" After smearing, Wang Lin stood up, went back to the stove, and continued forging.

Ning Rongrong blushed and lost a little bit, she wanted to tell Wang Lin how much she admired him, but she was also afraid that Wang Lin would reject her kindness.

Turning on the smelter, Wang Lin carefully extracted the liquid clay, and then smelted and forged it with other hammered metals.

After about a few hours, dozens of prototypes of adhesive bombs were completed.

Wang Lin continued to put these sticky bombs into the smelter and waited for another half an hour.

During this half an hour, the forging of hair crystals and golden-eye cat stones began, and countless golden hair bullets with super penetrating power were forged.

Then a little golden-eye opal powder was mixed into the bullets of two of the golden bullets.

Golden-eye cat stone is a superb forging material with extremely strong sensing ability, which can realize many modern sensing functions.

The principle is to lock the target azimuth through the change of the magnetic field.

After being mixed with golden-eye cat stone powder, the two golden bullets have the function of mutual induction.

These two bullets are like positive and negative magnetic fields, which can sense each other's orientation, specific location, etc., which is similar to the function of tracking radar.

Wang Lin put several golden bullets into the small golden lattice of the ring.

The remaining two golden bullets with sensing capabilities are stored in the small red grid of the ring for easy identification.

"I can help you!" Seeing that Wang Lin was so persistent in the blacksmith profession, Ning Rongrong no longer had the idea of ​​persuading Wang Lin to give up the blacksmith profession. She came to the stove and tried to do something for Wang Lin.

Wang Lin and Ning Rongrong looked at each other for a few seconds, and the sudden stare made Ning Rongrong's slightly red face gradually become hot and red, and finally moved his eyes down to avoid Wang Lin's sight.

"You...what do you want to do?" Ning Rongrong swallowed her words, blushed, lowered her head, with tears in her eyes, just doing her clothes. The feeling of softness, shyness, pity and regret was indescribable. .

"Wipe the dust for you." Wang Lin came to Ning Rongrong's red face with his clean fingers, and gently wiped the black ash on her side face.

Ning Rongrong's clothes were also stained with a lot of smoke and dust, and had a metallic smell, she didn't look like a little princess from a big sect at all.

After wiping the black spots on her face, Wang Lin continued to make golden bullets while reminding, "Miss Qianjin is not suitable to stay in the forging area, she will stain the beautiful skirt!".

After a pause, Ning Rongrong frowned, "I'm not afraid. I can also forge!".

After the words fell, she immediately picked up a small forging hammer from the stove, "Give me the iron block, and I will also forge iron!".