"Hey, who is this?"

Xi Zhaozhao seemed to have just noticed the black-robed young man's presence. She looked him up and down and asked doubtfully, "Are you buying something or commissioning a forging?"

"Forging." The young man in black robe said expressionlessly.

"A kitchen knife or a hoe?"

"The weapon is reforged."

Xi Zhaozhao suddenly realized, then she walked into the shop, took out the specialties she bought on the road and put them on the table, and happened to see the letter left by Nangong Xiuzhu.

But he did not open it on his own initiative.

After she put the specialty away, she turned around, rolled up her sleeves, and walked towards the anvil. "Give me the things. Brother Li, you go and rest first. I will reforge the weapon for this customer."

Lao Ba covered his chin, thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

"You, can you do it?" The young man in black robe, whose left and right faces were particularly eye-catching, had a look of doubt on his face, and the three words "I don't believe it" were almost written on his face.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Xi Zhaozhao said confidently, "I used to come here occasionally to help Senior Brother Li!"

It would be better if this was not explained.

After hearing the explanation, the young man in black robe was even more reluctant to hand over the long sword in his hand.

"Why don't you let your senior brother come instead?"

The black-robed youth insisted, "This 'Snow Blade' means a lot to me. If it weren't for the situation, I wouldn't have taken it out again..."

"It's still meaningful even if it's all recast?"

The weather is already hot, and we have to deal with picky customers.

Xi Zhaozhao's face was filled with impatience: "Give me a definite answer whether it works or not! If it does, give it to me. I promise that when you come back tomorrow to pick it up, I'll give you an identical one!"

"this......"

"Hey, this, this, are you here to mess things up?"

Hearing the tone of this street hooligan, Lao Ba just picked up a bucket of water to drink, but immediately spit it all out, pounding his chest and coughing continuously.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Lao Ba waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.

He knew immediately that Zhao Zhao must have been in contact with Nanwu and Gu Feiyao for a long time, so he had picked up some of their temperaments and became the carefree person he is today.

After all, the last time Zhao Zhao came.

He calls me "senior brother" all the time, so sweetly.

If I had followed Xiao Jianxin, this would never have happened!

"Say it or not, and don't just stand there and disrupt other people's business."

Xi Zhaozhao suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. She raised her head and gestured to the black-robed young man behind her, urging him, "Hurry up! The guests behind are still waiting!"

“It’s not a do-or-die thing.”

The black-robed youth said helplessly, "If your senior brother were to do it, it would definitely work! The key is... I don't even know your strength, how can I dare to entrust you with my weapon?"

"Don't look down on others with your dog's eyes!"

Xi Zhaozhao called out to the people on the street, "Those of you in the back, are you buying something or commissioning a forging?"

"You're such a... sorry, everyone. I'll be right back."

The young man in black robe was completely focused on "reforging the weapon" and didn't notice at all that several uninvited guests who arrived from behind were looking at him with teasing and unfriendly eyes.

"Please, can you please let your senior brother take over?"

The young man in black robe took out a bulging purse and said, "Here, look, I have all the money ready. I have the materials myself. Please give me some face~"

Seeing Xi Zhaozhao showing hesitation, the young man in black robe was delighted, but just when he wanted to continue to pursue the victory, a contemptuous voice behind him made his eyes stern in an instant.

"But you made me wait for a long time, Mr. Wild Boy."

—Mad Wolf? What a familiar name...

Xi Zhaozhao rolled her eyes and tried to recall, but for a moment she couldn't remember who it was.

At this time, Lao Ba happened to find an apron for Xi Zhaozhao. He stood behind the little junior sister and stared coldly at the front, where the troops suddenly became tense.

"Hehe, it's true that enemies often meet in narrow paths. We've even met here."

The black-robed young man raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Kuang Langsheng is his name.

However, he prefers others to call him - the Demon of the Western Regions!

"You even dare to steal the young master's things."

The leader sneered, "Kuang Langsheng, should I say that you think too highly of yourself, or should I say...you are so audacious and reckless that you don't know whether to live or die?"

"It seems that neither of them can be considered a compliment."

Kuang Langsheng chuckled twice, put down his money bag, turned to Xi Zhaozhao and said, "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble. This money will be considered as the loss of your shop building."

"There will be a fierce battle later."

A chill flashed in his eyes. He took a fighting stance, stared at the enemy, and said calmly, "I don't want to hurt innocent people. Please leave quickly."

"If it were you before, I might still be a little afraid, but now..."

A hook-nosed man on the opposite side taunted him, "Kuang Langsheng, tell me, how does it feel to have your heart gnawed at by a hundred orifices? Haha, go back and admit your fault to the young master, and maybe I'll spare your life."

"otherwise......"

The hook-nosed man's eyes darkened. "Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Young Master has shown me great kindness."

"Without him, I might not have achieved what I have today."

"Then you still..."

"But I will never return this thing!"

Kuang Langsheng exhaled lightly and said seriously, "Either cut off my head and bring my body back, or just leave and I can pretend nothing happened."

The Demon from the Western Regions is indeed the Demon from the Western Regions.

Even though he was poisoned and seriously injured, he still dared to challenge the powerful enemy.

Lao Ba glanced at the people present.

According to his observation, the highest level among these people was no more than Tuoyuan Realm, that is, the man with the hooked nose, while the demon from the Western Region had the cultivation level of Kaihai Realm.

Logically speaking, this should have been a battle without any suspense.

But the hook-nosed man and his group seemed to be certain that the Western Demon was no match for them. They made all kinds of sarcastic remarks and did not take the notorious Demon seriously at all.

I think it has something to do with the so-called "Heart-Eating Gu of a Hundred Apertures"...

"Brother, are you leaving?"

Xi Zhaozhao asked.

She knew that the person who came was very strong and his strength was far superior to hers.

But with Lao Ba around, Xi Zhaozhao couldn't say she wasn't a little scared. At least in this kind of weather, she definitely didn't want to go out in the scorching sun to clean up the battlefield...

There's no way around it, life has to go on. If the customers who come to entrust forging work see the bloody corpses lying all over the floor in front of the shop, they will definitely be scared away!

Lao Ba shrugged indifferently, and his meaning was clear: It depends on your mood.

"Brother, if it doesn't work, just drive them all away."

Xi Zhaozhao frowned, "It feels a bit annoying standing here."

Lao Ba raised his index finger and shook it gently: It doesn’t hurt to take a look.

"But I really don't want to continue sunbathing... Look, just coming here, I've gotten so much darker, I'm almost turning into a black girl!"

Lao Ba sneered, then shook his head and pointed at Kuang Langsheng. His overall meaning was: There will always be someone who survives, and then let him take care of it.

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