Vol 7 Chapter 189: Acquaintance

when! when!
The dull percussion was scarce.
The blazing hearth flashed and rose, the flame color was blue and purple, which should have been extremely high, but unexpectedly exuded the coldness of a frozen soul.
A Shen Xiong's wide back was heading in the direction of entry, and he kept beating a blue long sword in the flames.
The blue-violet flame was beating. With each hit, a layer of cold ice was swaying on the frosty sword. The flame waved outward, and everything around it was coated with a layer of blue cold. ice.
It was supposed to be an extremely hot forging room, but it was like a freezer, covered with blue hard ice.
Even every time the forge's muscles trembled, the layers of ice were peeled off violently, and the ice under the feet had accumulated to the waist, completely sealing the lower body in the ice.
The blacksmith is tall and thin, but muscular. He holds a sword in his left hand, tossing magically, and the blue sword body tumbling in the frosty fire stuffing. Like a screaming spirit snake struggling in the ice, every time the sword returns to the big anvil, the big hammer of his right hand strikes the sword impartially, every time he strikes from a different angle, accurately and quickly .
It was a sword, to be precise, a magic sword. The sword body is simple and beautiful, and a strange sparkling blue light keeps flowing inside the sword body, dazzling people.
Unfortunately, this sword also has imperfections.
At six inches and one foot three inches from the sword tip, the sword body broke into three pieces.
It is certainly not mortal that can break such a magical soldier.
Just like those who can use such magic swords are by no means mortal.
This sword is called "Blue Frost".
One of the two Great Swords of Fengyi Pavilion.
The person who forged the sword, named "Hanlong" Lu Weishuang, was originally the master of Qingshuang Sword. It was worshipped at the highest rank of Fengyi Pavilion. A member of the Kowloon Palace ranked ninth.
He is the youngest and has the greatest temperament. Martial arts is a half-step myth. The first enemy of his life is Lin Nanxuan, the current palace master of Lingyun Palace.
At this time, with the percussion of the forge, only a light fine line remained at the neat break. Even this fine line was constantly beating and disappeared slowly.
Zhuo Huifan watched his forging sword intently. The whole process was full of strange strength and rhythm, and it was so strange and touching, but even so, she could not rest her inner ridicule, and finally turned into an unconscious sneer in the corner of her mouth.
Kowloon Palace?
The road is not frost.
Whatever your martial arts can be, can you still listen to my Fengyi Pavilion order and do things for me?
In the past, no matter how hard she begged and promised, these worldly martial artists who have seen through the red dust and pursued the heavens have finally given up on her and have not given her the face of Fengyi Pavilion, but now?
However, it was a small child who played with a knife and cut off the "Green Frost" Excalibur, so that Lu Weishuang, a peerless master, could not bear it, and finally decided to avenge his love sword.
Hum, these brainless things can be used by Feng Yige for a hundred years. Now if you are willing to leave the mountain and fall into the flowery world, how can you not listen to her?
Dang, Dangdang Dang ...
The percussion suddenly became rushed, and the cold suddenly became thousands of times colder. This was Zhuo Huifan's later practice of returning to the virtual mirror. He could not control it for a while, and his body shook unnaturally.
The chill ceased.
The blacksmith stopped abruptly-cutting, raising the sword high.
The sword's blue light is brilliant. Not only the fracture is completely restored, but the appearance is more like a layer of blue mercury. The blue light flows like a lake, and gradually disappears with the aura of light, returning to the original appearance of the Excalibur-God is different, but Less spirituality.
Lu Weishuang laughed a long time, turning slowly, revealing a cold and slightly slender face, staring at Zhuo Huifan very coldly, coldly: "Did you see that? God, only those who have the same temperament will be recognized as the mainstay, so that they can use their power. You let Song Bie away from the idiot who serves as a slave to others. My 'Qing Shuang' would rather have a discount than never. Use it! "
"Sure enough, the Lord of Kowloon is the master of the Excalibur. I can't wait."
Zhuo Huifan's eyes were full of joy and admiration, which made Lu Weishuang proud. Then he said, "Of course. Lord Zhuo, have you seen this sword?"
Then he didn't see how he moved, but the "blue frost" in his hand suddenly brightened, like a blue sun, emitting a dazzling light, and at the same time a vast cold air was released, and the air temperature suddenly fell to absolute zero.
Zhuo Huifan was frightened and stepped back unconsciously, but she was not allowed to do any action, and the whole person was frozen. Not only was her body unable to move, but her vital energy was also sluggish.
how is this possible?
Zhuo Huifan could not help but be shocked.
She never imagined that in her hands, she could still evaluate the decades-old Qingshuang sword.
That way Weishuang didn't move a finger, and just by releasing the coldness in the sword, she couldn't play at this height by hand, and it was a mermaid.
Hahaha ...
Lu Weishuang's cold and arrogant laughter filled the space.
Before the Zhuo Huifan movement resists the cold, Lu Weishen's Qingshuang sword Guanghua converges, Zhuo Huifan's cold disappears. Not only that, it is the surrounding ice and snow scene, and it is returned to the sword body at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. , As if the cold air was absorbed by the Excalibur.
In fact, it is true.
With Qingshuang Sword as a medium, Lu Weishuang even achieved the unity of man and heaven and earth, and freely controlled the icy and cold air through the sword body. With a movement, he had the effect of changing the climate of heaven and earth.
I don't know to what extent Weishuang will be able to expand this cold air.
Zhuo Huifan thought about it, and his heart was even more disturbed.
If such characters are not well controlled, I am afraid they will hurt themselves by 8,000.
However, she was convinced of her ability to control people ’s hearts, and the cold air receded a little. She immediately took a step forward and respectfully said, "Congratulations to Jiulong Gong for repairing the Qingshen Excalibur!"
Lu Weishuang's long face was frozen in ice, and he ruthlessly hummed, "Zhuo Huifan, can you confess sin?"
Zhuo Huifan was stunned, and then a raging anger was in her heart. It was always her crime to treat others. When was she reprimanded in person? But after thinking about his purpose, he suddenly swallowed: "The junior convicted."
"You do understand people." Lu Weishuang's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "I was regarded as the master by Qing Shuangjian. Feng Yige made an exception for this, and gave great support. To be honest, I told Feng Yi Pavilion is grateful, especially for the right to use Qingshuang Sword. Qingsong Sword was not returned to Fengyi Pavilion until staying in 'Fenglong Palace'. But Qingshuang is such a divine sword, how dare you give it to others easily? Without Divine Sword Recognize the Lord and use it arbitrarily, which has violated the ancestral teachings of Fengyi Pavilion, aren't you afraid that our elder of 'Kowloon Palace' Huitong Fengyi Pavilion will abolish you?
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Huifan's face suddenly changed, his forehead sweated, and he bowed to the bottom, anxious: "The junior convicted him, and asked the senior to raise his expensive hand to forgive Hui Fan's mistakes."
Seeing that the head of the world ’s largest transcendental martial arts was so humble, Lu Weishuang couldn't help smirking and proudly said, "This time it's over! Don't repeat it next time!"
"Younger leaders."
Lu Weishuang was proud, but Zhuo Huifan was so angry that his teeth were tickling.
"Oh!"
Blue frost into the sheath.
Lu Weishuang said arbitrarily, "Three Holy Islands? Supreme Heavenly Sword? Moyun's old bald donkey actually made this sword. Unfortunately, it is not the time for you to make it, and you should never cut off my sword sword. Frost!"
"Zhandong came to the ignorant child, and even provoked his predecessor and Nalan Chengji at the same time, I am afraid that time is running out!" Zhuo Huifan said with a chuckle.
Nalan Chengji! ?
Lu Weishen smiled coldly, revealing disdain.
"There is no one in the world, but the extra-terrestrial rats came to my Central Plains ..."
Lu Weishen sighed and said lightly, "Down the mountain. The deity will meet the heroes of the world, and look at the old friends who have not seen each other for a long time ..."
"Yes!"
Zhuo Huifan's tone was gentle, but his heart was already agitated.
Wangxianlou is more than a brothel.
It is a premium entertainment venue.
So there is no rejection of female guests here.
In one of the private rooms, a soft sigh came out, and a woman whispered, "Sister Lingqing, how hard are you?"
Zhong Li Lingqing's face was so delicate without applying pink daisies, it was already rainy peach, and she cried one handkerchief after another.
Her father was put into jail by Feng Yige, and she was about to ask if she could not be sad as a daughter, so she fought in Luodu City.
"Sister Jiang, I don't care, I don't care, if I can't save my father this time, I won't live!" Zhong Li Lingqing's eyes were red, pulling Jiang Feiran's goose yellow shirt, "This time Fengyi Pavilion is not in public Will my father be slain? That's great. I even killed me together, and let the people in the world see how their Fengyi Pavilion cuts the grass! "
"Actually stupid!" Jiang Fei was anxious, twisted Zhongli Lingqing fiercely, and lowered his voice: "Be assured, this time we are prepared for Lingyun Palace, not only us, Jiangnan court I'm sure I won't let my general's confidant die, otherwise the blow to the Jiangnan court will not be increased, especially the reputation. "
Jiang Feiran affirmed, but he was at a loss.
Thinking of Jiang Shuihan's impassive face, my heart was stunned.
The young man's mind was too deep to see what he thought.
Zhong Li Lingqing nodded ignorantly, Jiang Fei could not help but wipe her tears with distress, and comforted him: "Relax, what my sister said will save Uncle ~~ EbookFREE.me ~ and my teacher agreed Shot. "
"What?" Zhong Liling Qing immediately cheered up from grief. "Is senior Lin Nanxuan willing to take the shot? That's great. The palace master of Lingyun Palace is willing to take the shot. My father is definitely saved."
Looking at Zhong Li Lingqing's joy, Jiang Fei couldn't help smiling.
The guilty Jiang Fei turned her head slowly, looking at the chaotic and noisy courtyard outside the window, and could not help secretly praying, hoping that everything would be as expected.
At this time, a figure with a clear mind was walking by the window, and that somewhat familiar face not only made Jiang Fei stunned.
How is he
In the breath, Jiang Fei suddenly stood up and rushed out quickly.
"Well? Sister ..."
Zhong Li Lingqing yelled, then suddenly stopped abruptly, covering her mouth in fear.
The elder sister said that she was surrounded by enemies, and she could not expose them.