Vol 7 Chapter 142: Epee without front

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This is Feng Qingqing's third time in the city. The last time Fengshan took her to see the Lantern Festival lighting, it was already eight years ago. Now I am in the city and I am particularly excited.

There are many shops on both sides, and the crowds of people in the streets are dressed in beautiful clothes, and the cars are like running horses and dragons. It is a prosperous scene, which opens her eyes wide.
Not only she, but also members of the group, Gui Ersheng and Zheng Yunbiao, who had been doing good things, should have been acting secretly, and became snoring, becoming a city tour.
Zhan Yu couldn't help worrying about the safety of the trip, couldn't help but greeted everyone and whispered: "Give me the truth, remember, our task is to spy on the enemy's reality, not shopping!"
The few boys and Feng Qingqing looked at each other and nodded together.
Zhan Yu snorted with satisfaction. At this time, she happened to be in front of a dumpling shop, and the hot incense burst out from the inside. Everyone couldn't help but starve and move their index fingers.
Feng Qingqing drank sternly: "Look, look, old Chen Ji dumplings, I remember the things in this house are delicious, let's go quickly!"
"it is good!"
After a bang, Zhan Yu was rushed in by Feng Qingqing and others.
Zhan Yu suddenly shook his head.
This group of children is hopeless ...
Everyone opened their mouths and looked at the meteorite iron larger than the pot in front of them. The iron was as black as ink and felt like gold and jade. It was mixed with a little golden stars and flashed black rays. The sword stabbed, screaming, without leaving a white spot on it, hundreds of times stronger than the earthly cold jade and gold jade.
This is the sky outside meteorite, also called Xingsha meteorite.
Ye Qingxuan's Lingjian Sword contains this ingredient, but the quantity is not large. It is the first time I have seen such a huge meteorite in front of me.
The old man with the Tibetan sword knocked on the meteorite block with a hammer and said: "Xingsha meteorite, the most secure thing in the world, it took the old man nearly 100 years to extract the essence of it, and he cast two junior magic swords: one long Two-foot-six inches, more than wide, a soft sword with a color like glass and thin wings like a cicada, with a name of Hanli; a sword with a length of three feet, six inches, a width of more than three fingers, and a white color. It's called Bingyu. "
After seeing Li Daozong's eyes brighten, the old Tibetan sword laughed: "Yes, this 'Bingyu' was dismissed by the owner of Fengyi Pavilion at that time and was finally presented to Li Muzen."
"What about Han Lijian?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
There was a stun, and a glimmer of light appeared in front of their eyes. A soft, thin, transparent sword like glass appeared in the hands of the old Tibetan sword. It would be almost impossible to find it if it was not a faint cold.
Nie Xingxie replied suddenly: "Good sword!"
Li Daozong and Ye Qingxuan looked at each other with a smile. If this sword is about the right candidate, then it must be Nie Xingxie.
The old man with a Tibetan sword brushed his sword gently and said, "This sword has been with me for hundreds of years. Unfortunately, I have never found a good owner for it, and let 'Bingyu' break through the great name in the world." It's my fault that this 'Hanli' is still unknown! "
As a swordsmith, the biggest achievement is not only casting a good sword, but also finding a good master for this good sword, so that the name of the sword is as famous as its master.
Li Muchen didn't wrong the "Bing Jade", and the "Hanli" who came from the same source as the "Bing Jade" was even more unforgiving to the mediocre.
Nie Xingxie was really anxious, and it was rare that his boring and dying character would take the initiative to take the initiative. He took the first two steps and saluted him: "Nie Xingxie, please give me 'Hanli' to the younger generation, so that the younger ones will have more magical skills. Strength! We will never live up to the expectations of our predecessors, nor will we lose the reputation of 'Hanli' ... "
The Tibetan sword old man looked at Nie Xingxie a few times, but asked cautiously: "Isn't the demon guardian talking about his mouth, are you worthy of the sword's temperament? In that year, the owner of Fengyi Pavilion also asked for the cold Li ', but was rejected by me unaccompanied, you ... have this confidence? "
Nie Xingxie didn't answer yet, Meng Yuan next stepped forward and said with a smile: "Relax, senior Tibetan sword, if anyone in the world deserves this sword, it must be our tweezers ..."
The old Tibetan sword smiled slightly and asked, "Oh? The teacher is ..."
"Home teacher 'Yi Jian' Yan Wujuan ..."
This is Feng Qingqing's third time in the city. The last time Fengshan took her to see the Lantern Festival lighting, it was already eight years ago. Now I am in the city and I am particularly excited.
There are many shops on both sides, and the crowds of people in the streets are dressed in beautiful clothes, and the cars are like running horses and dragons. It is a prosperous scene, which opens her eyes wide.
Not only she, but also members of the group, Gui Ersheng and Zheng Yunbiao, who had been doing good things, should have been acting secretly, and became snoring, becoming a city tour.
Zhan Yu couldn't help worrying about the safety of the trip, couldn't help but greeted everyone and whispered: "Give me the truth, remember, our task is to spy on the enemy's reality, not shopping!"
The few boys and Feng Qingqing looked at each other and nodded together.
Zhan Yu snorted with satisfaction. At this time, she happened to be in front of a dumpling shop, and the hot incense burst out from the inside. Everyone couldn't help but starve and move their index fingers.
Feng Qingqing drank sternly: "Look, look, old Chen Ji dumplings, I remember the things in this house are delicious, let's go quickly!"
"it is good!"
After a bang, Zhan Yu was rushed in by Feng Qingqing and others.
Zhan Yu suddenly shook his head.
This group of children is hopeless ...
Everyone opened their mouths and looked at the meteorite iron larger than the pot in front of them. The iron was as black as ink and felt like gold and jade. It was mixed with a little golden stars and flashed black rays. The sword stabbed, screaming, without leaving a white spot on it, hundreds of times stronger than the earthly cold jade and gold jade.
This is the sky outside meteorite, also called Xingsha meteorite.
Ye Qingxuan's Lingjian Sword contains this ingredient, but the quantity is not large. It is the first time I have seen such a huge meteorite in front of me.
The old man with the Tibetan sword knocked on the meteorite block with a hammer and said: "Xingsha meteorite, the most secure thing in the world, it took the old man nearly 100 years to extract the essence of it, and he cast two junior magic swords: one long Two-foot-six inches, more than wide, a soft sword with a color like glass and thin wings like a cicada, with a name of Hanli; a sword with a length of three feet, six inches, a width of more than three fingers, and a white color. It's called Bingyu. "
After seeing Li Daozong's eyes brighten, the old Tibetan sword laughed: "Yes, this 'Bingyu' was dismissed by the owner of Fengyi Pavilion at that time and was finally presented to Li Muzen."
"What about Han Lijian?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
There was a stun, and a glimmer of light appeared in front of their eyes. A soft, thin, transparent sword like glass appeared in the hands of the old Tibetan sword. It would be almost impossible to find it if it was not a faint cold.
Nie Xingxie replied suddenly: "Good sword!"
Li Daozong and Ye Qingxuan looked at each other with a smile. If this sword is about the right candidate, then it must be Nie Xingxie.
The old man with a Tibetan sword brushed his sword gently and said, "This sword has been with me for hundreds of years. Unfortunately, I have never found a good owner for it, and let 'Bingyu' break through the great name in the world." It's my fault that this 'Hanli' is still unknown! "
As a swordsmith, the biggest achievement is not only casting a good sword, but also finding a good master for this good sword, so that the name of the sword is as famous as its master.
Li Muchen didn't wrong the "Bing Jade", and the "Hanli" who came from the same source as the "Bing Jade" was even more unforgiving to the mediocre.
Nie Xingxie was really anxious, and it was rare that his boring and dying character would take the initiative to take the initiative. He took the first two steps and saluted him: "Nie Xingxie, please give me 'Hanli' to the younger generation, so that the younger ones will have more magical skills. Strength! We will never live up to the expectations of our predecessors, nor will we lose the reputation of 'Hanli' ... "
The Tibetan sword old man looked at Nie Xingxie a few times, but asked cautiously: "Isn't the demon guardian talking about his mouth, are you worthy of the sword's temperament? In that year, the owner of Fengyi Pavilion also asked for the cold Li ', but was rejected by me unaccompanied, you ... have this confidence? "
Nie Xingxie didn't answer yet, Meng Yuan next stepped forward and said with a smile: "Relax, senior Tibetan sword, if anyone in the world deserves this sword, it must be our tweezers ..."
The old Tibetan sword smiled slightly and asked, "Oh? The teacher is ..."
"Home teacher 'Yi Jian' Yan Wujuan ..."
The Tibetan sword old man looked at Nie Xingxie a few times, but asked cautiously: "Isn't the demon guardian talking about his mouth, are you worthy of the sword's temperament? In that year, the owner of Fengyi Pavilion also asked for the cold Li ', but was rejected by me unaccompanied, you ... have this confidence? "
Nie Xingxie didn't answer yet, Meng Yuan next stepped forward and said with a smile: "Relax, senior Tibetan sword, if anyone in the world deserves this sword, it must be our tweezers ..."
The old Tibetan sword smiled slightly and asked, "Oh? The teacher is ..."
"Master" Li Jian "Yan Wujuan ..." The elderly Tibetan sword looked at Nie Xingxie, but asked cautiously: "Is n’t the demon guardian saying that you deserve the temperament of this sword? That year, the owner of Fengyi Pavilion also asked for 'Hanli', but was rejected by me with no one to accompany you. Do you have this confidence? "
Nie Xingxie hasn't answered yet ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Next to Meng Yuanji took a step forward and said with a smile: "Relax, senior Tibetan sword. If anyone in the world deserves this sword, it must be our tweezers. ... "
The old Tibetan sword smiled slightly and asked, "Oh? The teacher is ..."
"Master" Li Jian "Yan Wujuan ..." The elderly Tibetan sword looked at Nie Xingxie, but asked cautiously: "Is n’t the demon guardian saying that you deserve the temperament of this sword? That year, the owner of Fengyi Pavilion also asked for 'Hanli', but was rejected by me with no one to accompany you. Do you have this confidence? "
Nie Xingxie didn't answer yet, Meng Yuan next stepped forward and said with a smile: "Relax, senior Tibetan sword, if anyone in the world deserves this sword, it must be our tweezers ..."
The old Tibetan sword smiled slightly and asked, "Oh? The teacher is ..."
"The teacher‘ Li Jian ’Yan Wujuan ...
(To be continued.)