After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

The culinary value of Bingtuozi is still rising.

After an incense stick of time, Li Mo carried a tray and came to the lobby with Bingtuozi, just in time to meet Xie Xuan's gaze.

"Brother Li, thank you so much for what happened at Fengyue Cottage yesterday."

Xie Xuan showed a smile that was uglier than crying. It seemed that he had come over it, but the aftereffects were a bit strong.

"As fellow swordsmen, helping others is the essence of happiness. Why bother with nonsense?"

Li Mo put down the tray, then calmly took Bingtuozi's hand.

"?"

Xie Xuan felt that this sounded a bit problematic.

But I don’t know where the problem lies.

Looking at Li Mo's bright and cheerful smile, he decided not to dwell on the details.

"To be able to come out of this so quickly, Brother Xie is also a free and easy person."

Bai Jinghong nodded. He always felt that people who practiced swordsmanship should be more relaxed.

"I'm not sad at all."

Xie Xuan didn't look at the two people opposite him. He took two big sips of wine, closed his eyes and took a long breath.

But the aftereffects still made his nose sore.

He could only pick up a piece of vinegar-fried potato shreds with chopsticks to divert his attention.

"Xie brother, why are you crying?"

"These shredded potatoes are so damn delicious."

"Ok?"

Princess Jiang stretched out her chopsticks curiously, wanting to know how delicious it was to make people cry, and then she stuck out her tongue because of the spicy vinegar-fried ginger shreds.

Li Mo also took a bite.

How to be great?

Well, this isn't a dish at all, it's clearly a work of art. You can taste sour, bitter, and spicy flavors in it, but there's no sweetness. It's just like life...

Ying Bing blinked and also stretched out her chopsticks.

"Bingdiaozi, eat this."

Li Mo took timely action to remedy the situation by feeding Bingtuozi a piece of stir-fried snake meat, thus preventing her from making the dangerous attempt.

"I want to eat some of that." Ying Bing's cheeks moved slightly.

She wanted to know what the meal she cooked with Li Mo for the first time tasted like.

At least, it looks good...

"I'll just describe it to you."

Li Mo said seriously: "This dish looks like me, but when it tastes..."

He looked at Xie Xuan vaguely.

Ying Bing also glanced at Xie Xuan, nodded, and gave up the idea of ​​eating shredded potatoes and ginger.

"????"

Xie Xuan suddenly no longer felt sad about the breakup.

Because compared to a broken heart, it seems that the looks from the Hammer Overlord and the Cold Fairy are more hurtful.

"To be honest, I'm here today to say goodbye. After the Weapon Forging Conference, I will go into seclusion to cultivate arduously. I won't come out until I've mastered the Pure Jun Sword Intent."

"The next time we meet, it might be at the Hidden Dragon Conference, or a long time later."

From what he said, it seems that he has no intention of participating in the Qianlong Conference unless he makes a breakthrough in swordsmanship.

Go ahead, he stood up, took a sip of wine, said goodbye, and prepared to leave.

"Thank you, brother!" Li Mo called him.

"Don't try to persuade me anymore, I've made up my mind! No need to send me off!"

Xie Xuan looked very cool.

"I'm not sending you off, I'm going with you."

"?"

"I am also a contestant in the Weapon Casting Competition."

"????"

Xie Xuan stood there in a daze as he watched Li Mo take out a black iron token from his arms.

He wanted to escape so badly.

But it seems that there is no escape.

At this time, Tianshan Sword Manor.

The Tianshan Mountains in the imperial capital are covered with snow all year round. There is no distinction between the four seasons and it is always extremely cold.

The sword furnace was the only warm place.

The world-famous sword furnace is now on a rest day. The fire and the sound of forging have stopped today, because in three days there will be a weapon forging conference, and the sword furnace needs to make preparations, so all activities have been stopped.

The apprentices here all have at least seven or eight years of experience in weapon casting.

They were tidying up and chatting in low voices.

"That young man just now seemed to be of unusual status. What was his background?"

"That's Zhong Zhenyue, the only son of Prince Zhennan. He's the 39th Hidden Dragon. He lives in Southern Xinjiang all year round. It's normal you haven't seen him."

"He brought quite a few valuable gifts. I wonder which weapon forging master he'll ask for help?"

"It must be Grandmaster Huo Bingzi? Many of the weapons that performed extremely well at the Hidden Dragon Conference were created by him."

"There are differences between famous instruments."

"Yes, some famous weapons are comparable to Xuanbing, or even stronger than Xuanbing, but they just lack spirituality."