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Yin Shu also slightly complained of the small expression stand up, groping for his soaked in blood and water mobile phone. Enter omnipotent degree Niang, carry on Baidu.

"Nearest evacuation point..." Yin Shu also looked hopeless. "It's far from here. If we are in the east of the city, the evacuation point is in the west of the city."

"Go, too, and take you out safely."

Yin Shu also quit Baidu, closed him although infinite, but now also very precious flow. When you hear a man's words like this, you will feel dirty again.

Uncle is teasing people again, but he doesn't know it.

They passed a scrap iron station, Jiang languo stopped, and Yin Shu also immediately stood beside him. In the face of this pile of gold and silver mountain again sigh: "if, as usual, here's the scrap iron master, estimated to have made."

"What do children think? It's unrealistic."

The head was swung by the man again, and Yin Shu also retorted in a low voice: "don't call me a child, it always seems that I and you have a big age span."

Jiang languo, who was walking into the scrap iron station, heard it. He replied, "what do you call it? There must be a title."

"My name is Yin Shuyi, you just..."

Books?

Why do you think these two words from uncle's mouth, may be abnormal show numbness.

"You call me little one, as before."

Jiang languo pretended to suddenly: "you like this nickname I give you so much."

"No, no..." He wanted to refute, but Yin Shu was reluctant to refute. He really liked it.

Take a look at Jiang Yi's pressure on the child.

Smile, Jiang languo also did not tease him. Taking advantage of the dark night has not yet fallen, everything is on the surface, and then to Yin Shu also find a good thing to protect his body.

"Ginger, can you forge iron?" Yin Shu also decided to call him his name in order to draw the distance between them.

In fact, Jiang Lang can't, but he can learn.

Using the existing equipment of the scrap iron station, the iron and steel which was burned extremely red was made into the shape Jiang Lange wanted.

If there are no modern weapons, then the ancient weapons such as swords are good, as long as you can cut off the heads of those things. Jiang languor thought, but also engraved words on it with wire.

"Cool..." Yin Shu also looked at the iron sword soaked in water and took it out again. It was so dazzling in the sunlight.

Jiang Lang tried, waving the wall. A careless, waving is actually supporting a heavy wall. Jiang Lang's sword proved that it could cut iron like mud, and made the low house a whole bed.

The first reaction was to take Yin Shuyi's hand and jump out. A smell of dust followed the collapse of the house.

"It's OK." Jiang languo coughed twice.

Yin Shu also shook his head and boasted, "you are a great blacksmith if you were born in ancient times."

Ginger languid sword inserted the ground, propped up his body, "have you got up, stay away from this, ghost things all into the eyes."

"Up, I'll pull you out."

As they coughed, they went to the scrap iron. Yin Shu also found a big iron plate for Jiang to sit on.

"Uncle..." How a smooth mouth is this address, Yin Shu also patted his own this do not strive for the mouth.

Change one's mouth, "Ginger languor, are your eyes blurred by dust? I'll blow it for you."

Gently and slowly, the warm breath poured into Jiang languo's eyes. With the ginger languid flow out of the physiological saline, those small dust also came out from the eyes.

Looking at the man's cute pouting, Jiang Lang joked: "you look like you are asking for a kiss from me."