Chapter 4077 Father and Son Meet

That night!

The fog on the top of the mountain became thicker.

The temperature became even colder. The young master, who was already sleeping in the house, couldn't help but curl up because it was too cold.

Lin Tianyou was also in the house, lying opposite the girl who was suffering from cold poison.

Perhaps it was the drop in temperature outside, coupled with the cold air released by the little girl's cold poison, that made this room feel like an ice cellar.

Even Lin Tianyou was a little unbearable.

flame!

Lin Tianyou pointed towards the center of the room.

Suddenly a normal flame appeared.

This room is very cold. He did not use the Black Flame Fire. That kind of flame is also cold. To keep warm, you have to use normal flames.

But there was no firewood in the house, so the continuation of the flame consumed Lin Tianyou's strength.

"It's just one night, I should be able to bear it."

Lin Tianyou murmured softly.

The flames appeared, and the temperature in the room rose slightly. Even the young master, who was already asleep, had a comfortable expression on his face.

Lin Tianyou's consciousness scanned around and found that there was no danger in the entire mountain, so he closed his eyes and began to rest.

Having lost his godhead, he can no longer sleep without sleep as before, and needs to sleep to replenish his mental strength.

Outside the wooden house, the master swordsmith and his apprentice did not intend to sleep. The two were still making swords there.

On the first day, all they need to do is to raise the flame and heat the furnace. On the second day, they put the metal into the furnace again. On the third day, all the materials are shaped and finally the sword is completed.

Three days is too little, so even the evening time must be used.

The two of them were sweating a lot because of their work, but they didn't feel too cold.

"Making a sword, is there anything wrong with the Iron Tree Formation in the village?"

After the swordsmith finished burning the stove, he sat aside and began to ask about the situation in the village.

After all, he still lives here, and nothing can happen to this village.

After he and Lin Tianyou leave, the life and death of this village will no longer be in his control.

Anyway, their family was all sinners who were kicked out of the Holy Snow Mountain.

A village that is not qualified to take charge of the Holy Land.

"Nothing went wrong, it's just that some low-level spirits broke in and were defeated by the power of the iron tree. We also hung these spirits on the iron tree to warn those high-level ghosts who dare to offend our village and let them know about our village. How awesome!”

Bandu Dao said proudly while adding fire to the stove.

"Well, it's good that there's no danger."

The swordsmith nodded with satisfaction.

His ghost exorcism formation was something he randomly learned when he was bored, but he didn't expect it to be useful here.

"You take care of the flames while I take a rest. There are still many things to do tomorrow."

The master sword maker is old and cannot maintain as much energy as Pan Zuodao.

"Okay Master, you can go and rest. I will definitely take care of this fire."

After hearing his apprentice's promise, the master swordsmith went to lie down next to him and began to sleep.

got windy.

Pan Zaodao couldn't help but tremble.

"Why is it so cold?"

He was by the stove and felt very cold.

"Stretch your muscles!"

Standing up, Pan Zaodao decided to jump on the spot a few times.

But at this moment, a black shadow came out of the thick fog ahead.

His eyes were fixed on Panzao Dao.

Rubbing his eyes, Pan Zaidao wanted to see clearly who the other party was.

And the figure floated over directly!

That’s right, it’s Gone with the Wind!

His feet were not touching the ground, and his whole body was covered in strange mist.

"Who are you?"

Pan Zaodao was startled and shouted loudly.

The figure didn't answer, and he saw the swordsmith sleeping beside him.

"finally found you!"

The figure's mouth corners rose, looking very happy.

Uh-huh!

Suddenly, a big knife struck the figure's head.

The figure didn't seem to be very powerful, and he couldn't dodge the knife.

The knife struck directly from his head to the ground.

But Pan Zao's sword didn't feel any joy at all. His sword didn't seem to hit anything.

"Your soul is not bad, I'll take it!"

The figure turned his head, raised his hand and grabbed Pan Zao's knife.

The moment his hand touched his body, Pan Zaodao felt as if his soul had been lifted out of his body.

"ah!"

In panic, he screamed.

"stop!"

He shouted loudly.

Then the flames flew toward the figure.

Wow!

The figure was attacked by the flames and immediately stopped his hands and dodged to avoid it.

"It is worthy of the flame of the sword master. If it hit me, I would be dead on the spot."

The figure said with a smile.

Pan Zaodao was saved and immediately ran to the master.

"Zhaodao, are you okay?"

Master looked at him with concern.

"Master, be careful. This man is very weird. When my knife hits him, it feels like it hits the incorporeal air."

Pan Zaodao said in shock.

The sword master nodded, then looked up at the figure, "Who are you? Why do you want to hurt my apprentice?"

"He is your apprentice?"

The figure was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I'm not interested in your apprentice. I'm here to find you. Also, I want to ask, were you the one who arranged the ghost-exorcism array at the entrance of the village?"

"I arranged it, what do you want from me?"

The swordsmith looked at the figure warily.

The night was too cold, and the other person looked eerie and strange.

He could not determine the identity of the other party.

"As expected of the master's father, his strength is indeed extraordinary. This ghost exorcism formation killed many of our subordinates!"

The figure's tone was a little cold.

"Are you a ghost?"

The swordsmith took a step back in horror.

"Yes, I am a high-ranking ghost from the underworld, and I am currently a ghost general!"

Having said this, he counted his fingers at the mist behind him.

After a while, the space became distorted, and a strong middle-aged man stepped out.

Seeing this middle-aged man, the swordsmith was extremely shocked.

He couldn't believe that he would see this person here.

"How did you get out? Shouldn't you be locked up in the Demon Prison?"

The person in front of him is his son, who was imprisoned in the Demon Prison because of his obsession with evil!

The Pangu giant in that prison will never be able to leave.

But now that he has seen his son, it can only mean that his son has escaped from prison!

"Father, long time no see."

Pan Xiangting stepped out and said hello to the sword master.

"Are you crazy? Why did you escape from the Demon Prison?

Do you know that this is the same sin as betraying your ancestors? "

After the swordsmith was surprised for a moment, he came to his senses and angrily blamed his son.

Although he had planned to leave the Holy Land after helping Lin Tianyou, he still supported the Pangu clan in his heart.

You can break the rules for small things, but never for big things!

Destroying Zhongzhou City is a small matter for him, but escaping from the Demon Prison is a huge matter!

Pan Zao Dao looked a little hard to understand.

Is the man in front of me the master's son?

Why has he never heard of it?