my demon

Xiao Yan looked at it for a while, and when Old Master Cheng came up, he led his disciples to play a set of Cheng's Xiaojiutian,

Xiao Yan looked at the old man's palms like the wind, turning around like the wind, flashing and moving, and walking lightly, and couldn't help feeling a little itchy, so he untied his outer shirt to learn.

The young master wants to learn, and the old man Cheng will guide him carefully. Cheng's Xiao Jiutian has a total of fifteen postures. Xiao Yan has learned swordsmanship from the Lich for a while before, and his body is stretched, which is considered flexible. The body technique of posture is rough learned, but to learn it well, it will naturally take a long time, not to mention the combination of exhalation and breathing.

Old Master Cheng specially took the notes of this martial art and the method of breathing, and asked Xiao Yan to go back and slowly figure out the practice by himself.

Xiao Yan took the book, and ordered someone to reward Mr. Cheng and all the martial artists who demonstrated today, and asked He Changan to arrange a banquet for the masters to drink and eat meat at night.After making some arrangements, he went back to the back, but called Zhu Rufeng to come in, and first took out a bottle of medicine: "This is the white medicine in the palace, you can give it to Fan Jun, this time it is I who have troubled him, wait for him After heals his injury, I will take him to play again."

Zhu Rufeng took it over and responded, Xiao Yan then ordered a long box wrapped in a kit on the table: "This is the sword given to Gan Rulin, well, don't be jealous, I will compensate you in the future, this sword is only suitable for Gan Rulin use."

Zhu Rufeng agreed, sent Xiao Yan away, looked at the box, and thought that the little emperor was still young, and he was actually afraid that he would be jealous. An Guogong also led the army, and the arsenal in the mansion was all It is no exaggeration to say that they are not inferior to the inner library of the imperial palace. Compared with antique calligraphy and paintings, it is indeed incomparable to the imperial palace, but it is not necessarily inferior to the magic weapon and sword. .

Zhu Rufeng thought in his heart, reached out to lift the box, but couldn't lift it.

He froze for a moment, spent a little effort on his hand, and when he lifted it, the box still remained motionless.

He finally paid attention to it now, put two hands together, lifted it vigorously, and finally lifted it up.

Zhu Rufeng twitched his face, such a heavy sword?It was the first time he had heard of such a heavy sword!With this weight, are you sure it's not a weapon like a mace?

It is so heavy, no wonder the little emperor said that it is only suitable for Gan Rulin. Zhu Rufeng thought that the arm strength of ordinary people really can't use such a heavy weapon, and such a heavy weapon is not practical?Is it used to kill the enemy on the battlefield?

Thinking in his heart, he took the box all the way to the outer courtyard of Zhuangzi, and found Gan Rulin. Other martial artists on the way laughed and asked him, "Master Zhu, what is this?"

Zhu Rufeng said: "The young master rewards Lao Gan's sword." Looking up, he saw Gan Rulin standing in the porch expressionlessly, and he was not very happy when he heard that the sword was appreciated, he just looked at it with folded arms indifferently.

The others were surprised to see him holding it with both hands: "Why is the sword so heavy? Open it and open our eyes."

Zhu Rufeng placed the sword box in front of Gan Rulin angrily: "Your sword."

Gan Rulin lifted his eyelids, and saw that the box seemed to be half a person tall, and it was quite heavy on the ground. Finally, he became interested, and raised his chin slightly: "Open it."

An eager martial artist came up and pressed the copper buttons on both sides, and the wooden box was only opened a crack, and the silver general beside him groaned, his silver hair stood up, he stepped back a few steps, lowered his head and bared his canine teeth, as if Facing the enemy.

When the box was opened, everyone felt a slight chill as if rushing towards their faces, and then they all let out an ah.

I only saw a huge sword lying horizontally inside the wooden box, about four feet long and one foot wide, the size alone was already impressive, the outer sheath was a gray-white bone sheath, and the hilt was even more impressively carved. The skull style of white bones is daunting.

Everyone commented: "What material is this scabbard made of?" "It looks like bone."

"Aren't the bones brittle? This feels very hard."

"Could it be ivory?"

"No, ivory is smoother, and ivory is used as a scabbard. Others are inlaid. It is expensive to make a scabbard from a whole piece. Isn't it heavy? This sword looks very heavy. How could it be so heavy? Big sword?"

"The style is also weird, and it makes people feel creepy."

"With such a large size, will the legendary giant que be like this?"

The indifferent look on Gan Rulin's face had disappeared, and he became a little more solemn. He squatted down beside the sword box a few steps away. Someone wanted to reach out to touch the handle of the sword, but he waved it away, and then held the handle. The weather in May is already very hot, but the hilt of the sword is cold, I don't know what material it is made of.

With a little effort, he raised the epee, stood up, pressed it with one hand, and pulled out the hilt with the other hand, and pulled it out forcefully.

There was only a sound of clang, the cold air was overwhelming, and the broad silver blade under the sun shone coldly, the light could be seen, and it buzzed slightly.

Everyone cheered in unison: "Good sword!"

Gan Rulin raised the epee with both hands, and found that the hilt was quite long, as expected, it was used with both hands clasped, and his solemn face was clearly reflected on the blade.

Lifting such a heavy giant sword should have been inconvenient, but he felt light all over his body, as if something heavy and stiff had been melted away by the sword, and the sword and his whole body were integrated into one, he was the sword , the sword is him, and the sword is one.

His whole body seemed to be full of strength, and the feeling that he had been feeling heavy and breathless for many years was suddenly replaced by a passionate and majestic mood. He was eager to make contributions, slay demons and demons, and his chest was full of yearning for achievement and desire for fighting. Eager and burning.With passion in his chest, he longs to fight now!

He raised the epee high, poured all his strength into his arms, sank into his dantian, and aimed at the stone lock in the martial arts arena to strike!

"boom!"

Just look at the thick stone lock being split into two pieces, the section is smooth.Not only that, the epee cut deeply into the hard stone floor under the martial arts arena, cutting a deep ditch!

Everyone was stunned, opened their mouths wide, and burst into even stronger cheers: "It's absolutely!"

"How heavy is this sword?"

"That's awesome! This is going to be able to chop both men and horses on the battlefield!"

In the distance, He Chang'an had already rushed over, and saw this furious: "How can this martial arts field be repaired like this?"

Everyone laughed coaxingly, and some shouted: "Boss He feels distressed again."

"Deduct Lao Gan's monthly fee! He has a lot of money!"

"Give me a try too, Lao Gan! I'll try, I'll try!"

"I don't think you can hold it, can you lift it up?"

"Let's get an iron scale to weigh it! I'm afraid there will be a hundred catties."

"Weigh it for me!"

Some people have boasted of their arm strength for a long time, and they have to go forward and try.

Gan Rulin took the sword and put it back into the scabbard, pulled the belt, carried the huge sword on his back, then lifted the box with one hand, turned and went back to the room.

"..."

Everyone regretted for a while: "Stingy ghost."

"It's you, you don't want to be touched by others."

"Oh, the young master rewarded it, what did Gan Rulin do? The young master rewarded such a good sword."

"I wish the third master? If we also do something for the young master, will we be rewarded in the future?"

Zhu Rufeng twitched again, what did he do?Does it count as almost abducting the future queen?Dry!This kid is lucky!

No wonder the emperor told him not to be jealous!He wants it too!

He recalled the cold wind of the epee sword just now, thinking that now he would go back and beg the emperor to ask if the sword would work.

The little emperor is really too soft and kind... How can Gan Rulin reward such a good sword without making any achievements!Although it is indeed very suitable... such a heavy sword, it is true that ordinary people cannot swing it, such a precious sword, he knows that Gan Rulin must love it.

You can tell by looking at his expression that he refuses to be touched by others. The excitement of gaining power, the satisfaction of having power, shit!

Zhu Rufeng, who was full of envy and hatred, had completely forgotten that he was still despising the palace treasury just now, but was thinking of doing something impressive for the emperor so that the emperor would remember to reward him with a sword...

The emperor likes to watch boxing, likes to go to lively places, likes cats, likes flowers, by the way, that dog Gan Rulin probably also caught the emperor's eyes because of this.The little emperor made a special trip to watch the dog fight...

Zhu Rufeng was deeply immersed in the thoughts of how to please the little emperor.

Xiao Yan didn't know that Lich's easy move had aroused the competitiveness of his subordinates again.Standing on a high mountain cliff, feeling the turbulence of the mountain wind, he closed his eyes and said, "If you don't control the speed and direction this time, will you be able to fly far, far away with the help of the wind?" See more beautiful and fresher scenery?And then landing in an unknowable place is so fun to think about.

Liang Yi hugged him, Xiao Yan was startled and turned his head to see the Lich reappeared.The sky in May was blue and bright, and he could clearly see the lich's long golden hair, long light golden eyelashes, and white protruding Adam's apple on his neck.

He was taken aback and slid back into the air. The Lich grabbed his waist and said with a smile, "Be careful, open the paraglider."

Xiao Yan's mind was full of chaos and he finally found time to press the gemstone on the ring, swish!The paraglider opened.

The Lich stretched out his bone hand, and countless bone chains rushed out, wrapping layer upon layer under the handle of the paraglider, forming a stable soft pocket. He sat down side by side with Xiao Yan in his arms, and carefully moved the bone chains again. The chain wrapped around Xiao Yan's chest and waist, making him sit firmly on the seat.

"Looking at the scenery in this way will make you feel more relaxed and stable."

The Lich gently released a gust of wind to the paraglider, and the paraglider swelled and flew into the distance.

Xiao Yan had just recovered from the shock, and stretched out his hand to grab the bone chain hanging by his side, feeling a chill.Is it to make yourself sit more securely and comfortably?It is indeed much more comfortable like sitting on a bench.He collected himself, squinted his eyes and stretched out his hands to manage the hair that was covered by the wind.

The lich got a cloak from somewhere and buttoned it for him.

The material of this cloak is unknown, it is light and soft, cool and slippery. After putting on the hood, it really has the effect of preventing wind, and he can raise his head normally and open his eyes to look at the scenery.

It was evening, the setting sun melted into gold, the sky was brilliant, and the orange-red light enveloped the earth. The mountains and plains immersed in the sunset were extraordinarily soft and beautiful, like a dream, and the river flowed like a belt of light, sparkling and flowing .

Yuxia is scattered into a beautiful scenery, and Chengjiang is as quiet as a practice.

Xiao Yan's heart was full of joy and satisfaction, Lich kept holding him with one arm, but stuffed a crystal wine jug in Xiao Yan's hand with the other hand.

Xiao Yan raised it curiously: "What is this?"

The Lich said: "The jungle berry mead brewed by the elves for children is sweet, almost like fruit juice."

Xiao Yan picked it up, not used to it, but still took a small sip from the spout of the jug, it was sour and sweet, and there were some slightly cold crushed ice. He was thirsty at first, but he felt very refreshing after drinking it. After drinking a few more sips, the warmth flowed down to the stomach, and the feeling of being in a dream became clearer.

He asked curiously, "Why do you carry the wine to coax your children with you?"

After a while, the Lich said: "Because I was in poor health at that time, I could only drink this kind of wine."

Xiao Yan secretly laughed: "Then what about the dwarf's flame blessing?"

The Lich coughed softly: "Actually, I have some wine of any kind, because my family doesn't allow it, so I want to try it secretly."

Xiao Yan chuckled: "Then you also tasted that flame blessing?"

The Lich didn't answer, and looked down at Xiao Yan, and sure enough, he saw his face was as red as the sunset, so he was drunk?

He held Xiao Yan tighter: "Who remembers such a long time ago, probably also tasted it. Don't you want to see the scenery?"

Xiao Yan leaned into Lich's embrace, touching the other's soft silk robe: "A little sleepy."

The wind was so soft and fluttering, Xiao Yan felt that he had also become a strand of red clouds in the sky, wandering in the air, immersed in the orange halo, and fell into a deep sleep.