Secret arrows are hard to defend

"Know the goods!" Feng Jueqi's eyes were shining, and he looked at the sword in the box obsessively: "Such a good sword, if you want to give it away, you can give it away, it hurts me to death."

Song Wuan looked at the cold sword in the box and said: "It looks good, but I still have to try it."

Feng Jueqi confidently stuffed the box into him: "Try as you please."

Song Wuan took over the sword case somewhat at a loss, and handed the sword case to Yue Fengce after a while: "Brother Yue is a person who loves swords, how about letting Brother Yue try the sword?"

Yue Fengce smiled indifferently: "I'm disrespectful." He took out the sword from the box, the sword seemed to be alive, the blue light on the spine of the sword flashed twice, and it fell silent.He looked at it carefully, and took out a handkerchief of silk flower satin from his bosom and put it on the sword. Before he could move, the silk flower satin, which is famous for its flexibility, had broken into two pieces and fell to the ground.

"This sword is three feet seven inches long and four inches wide. It can break hair when blown on it, and it is hard to be sharp." Yue Fengce brushed his fingertips over the blade of the sword: "Famous Fengs are always difficult to control their hostility. , although there is a murderous look, but no hostility, it is really rare."

Song Wu'an was also quite satisfied with this sword. With this sword, Xiaoqi's swordsmanship must be improved to a higher level.

Feng Jue heard that he wished he could hug Yue Feng Ce and become brothers with different surnames: "Friend, you are someone who understands swords." He patted his chest: "You can come to me if you want to make swords in the future."

After trying the sword, Yue Fengce put the sword back into the box and handed it back to Song Wu'an, "Return the jade to Zhao, thank you." He turned to Feng Jueqi: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Yue, but Yue already has a sword. Okay, even if you forge a sword, it's a disgrace to a good sword."

"It's not a pity." Feng Jueqi said: "If someone knows how to use swords, it would not be a pity to ruin a famous sword at a glance. It doesn't matter if you have a sword. After all, you have some relatives and friends? If you cast it for them, you can also come to me. You know swords so well, and I think you are very pleasing to the eye, if you come to forge swords, I will not charge you labor."

Even though he brought his own materials and helped to forge the sword, Song Wuan, who was still charged a labor fee, was dissatisfied: "Hey, hey, you are too favoritism."

Feng Jueqi showed a contemptuous look at Song Wu'an: "Hey, I can't be more fair. For those who don't know swords, I'm willing to forge swords for you. Dare to pick and choose?"

Song Wu'an: "...You reckless man who only knows how to forge swords, I came to you to save face."

"You're a reckless man!" Feng Jueqi was immediately annoyed: "Is it amazing to know how to use mechanisms? If you have the ability, don't come to me to help you forge swords!"

"If I'm capable, I'll bring the materials. You don't want to make swords!"

"Despicable villain!" Feng Jueqi was obsessed with making swords all his life, and he took the materials and put them in front of him but refused to let him make swords, it was his life.

Yue Fengce interrupted the quarrel between the two, and he bowed to Feng Jueqi, "Please calm down, Mr. Feng, Mr. Yue appreciates the kindness of Mr. Feng. If there is a chance, I will definitely invite you. Yue will thank you in advance. After a pause, he said again: "Speaking of which, I still don't know the name of this sword?"

Feng Jueqi was stunned for a moment: "Hey, I almost forgot."

Song Wuan was also stunned, he was too busy pondering over the matter of casting the sword with Feng Jueqi, and even forgot about naming it.Before he had time to say anything, he saw Feng Jueqi immediately doggedly said: "Mr. Yue is a person who understands swords. Mister Yue gave this sword a name."

At this point, Song Wu'an was always embarrassed to object, so he slapped the two of them in the face, and simply pushed the matter to the two of them: "I have no objection, I don't understand swords."

Since Song Wuan did not object, Feng Jueqi looked at him expectantly again, and Yue Fengce followed suit and said, "Use the sword of wisdom to destroy troublesome thieves. This sword is pure and dignified, and the person who uses the sword should not Trapped by personal troubles, how about the name 'Hui Jian'?"

Song Wu'an thought about it carefully for a while, Xiao Qi would definitely like this name, and couldn't help but sincerely praised: "Good name, thank you Mr. Yue for giving it the name."

Yue Fengce smiled: "This is Yue's luck."

Feng Jueqi also said happily: "It's wonderful, everything is done now, don't forget to pay the balance."

Song Wu'an, who was dun for money, threw a box to him: "...I won't lose half of you."

Feng Jueqi took the box, opened a small slit, glanced along the slit, and immediately smiled: "Okay, both money and goods are settled, thank you for your patronage."

"Since a certain Yue is not good at walking, and his sword skills have been neglected for a long time, and he did not carry his sword with him, Mr. Lu would like to take a look at it?"

Feng Jueqi was surprised: "Lu Xian..."

Song Wu'an immediately interrupted Feng Jueqi's questioning, he gave Feng Jueqi a look, Feng Jueqi understood, and immediately stopped muttering.

Yue Fengce smiled gently: "Mr. Feng, would you like to go with me?"

Feng Jueqi has always loved swords, so he answered straight away: "Of course I am willing, of course I am willing. Mr. Yue is elegant, tall, glamorous, and elegant, and the sword must be extraordinary."

"Mr. Feng is too famous." Yue Fengce twirled the rosary lightly: "I don't know if there are other ways out of the sword house, I don't want to disturb too many people, so as not to cause trouble."

"Yes, yes." Feng Jueqi immediately said, "It's right behind."

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Lu, please."

Feng Jueqi intentionally pushed Song Wuan away, taking over the job of pushing Yue Fengce's wheelchair: "I'll come, I'll come, you know the location, lead the way."

The three of them left the sword hut and followed the direction indicated by Yue Fengce to a small manor in the eastern suburb of Changxian.The manor is surrounded by white bricks, with stone tiles and green eaves. The door is painted with clean and clear light blue varnish, which looks like a clear sky. The long courtyard hides heavy doors."

Song Wuan carried the sword case on his back, saw the plaque on the door, and thought of the name of the sword he had chosen: "It seems that Mr. Yue believes in Buddhism?"

Yue Fengce's eyes twinkled: "Of course. I made Mr. Lu laugh. Please, both of you."

Stepping on the cobblestone road into the courtyard, the water and stones in the garden are very elegant.Occasionally, an attendant passed by and didn't say much. He just left calmly as soon as he was greeted. His demeanor and charm are incomparable.Song Wuan saw it in his eyes, and secretly thought that Yue Fengce might have an extraordinary status.

Yue Fengce stopped in front of Lingji Pavilion: "This is it."

Song Wuan looked up and saw a couplet hanging on both sides of the door: The lush yellow flowers are nothing but Prajna, and the emerald green bamboos are all Dharmakaya.The baoxiang patterns on the beams are ingenious and delicately traced with a gold pen, making them even more gorgeous and exquisite.He stared at the carvings on the beam in a daze: "This, is this the handicraft of Master Shushi?"

"Mr. Lu has eyes." Yue Fengce raised his hand and said, "Please."

The Lingji Pavilion seems to be a study room, with four tall bookshelves on both sides, blocking the light outside, making the room a little dark.Yue Fengce shook the wheelchair and turned the sapphire flower statues placed beside the table, revealing a hidden compartment on the wall, inside which was a four-foot-square glazed sword case with lotus patterns, shining brightly and dazzlingly.This square sword box alone is already hard to find.

Song Wu'an was speechless secretly, with such extravagance, although the Hui Sword is rare, it may be difficult for him to get into his eyes, he probably has so many doubts, and he judges the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Yue Fengce caressed the sword case lightly, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't help sighing softly: "The sword is held back deeply, the pearl is covered with dust, it's Yue's fault."

He lightly opened the sword box, revealing a gap, and the cold sword energy instantly filled the room, the sword box trembled continuously, and the invisible pressure dropped suddenly, making people tremble inexplicably.Song Wu'an and Feng Jueqi waited with bated breath, Yue Fengce opened the sword box, the light of the sword soared into the sky, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, and the world in Kyushu was cold.The sword in the box is longer than ordinary swords. The body of the sword is blue and the spine is black. The style is simple and unadorned.

Yue Fengce wiped the sword lightly, and brushed the edge of the sword with his fingertips: "This sword is four feet long and three inches wide. I don't know who made it. It's named, and it has no life."

When Feng Jueqi saw the sword, he was stunned, his eyes wide open, and his eyes almost came out of their sockets and stuck to the sword.Song Wuan was also shaken in his heart, looked at the sword carefully, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "This sword has not been sharpened."

Hearing this, Feng Jueqi immediately regained his mind, and said in a startled voice: "Before the blade is cut, there is the brilliance of frost and cold Kyushu. It is really a magic weapon. Feng Mou only knows today that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Previously, he sealed a class to use an axe. He really watched the sky from the well. Mister is just making more jokes."

Yue Fengce held the long sword in his hand, raised his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and smiled softly: "Why did you say that, Mr. Feng?"

Just as Song Wuan was about to speak, he heard Feng Jueqi fall to the ground behind him. He looked back in surprise, and in an instant, the long sword had already reached his eyes.Song Wu'an's figure was swaying, and he immediately retreated a few feet. He looked at the man sitting on the wheelchair who was using Qi to control the sword in disbelief.Just using Qi to control the sword is enough to show that his skill is profound, and it is difficult for him to hold a candle to it.

Although the sword of Wusheng has not been sharpened, the sword energy can still hurt people.Song Wu'an was struggling left and right, with many scars on his body: "Mr. Yue! I don't know what's the purpose of this move?"

In the dark room and the angle of the backlight, people couldn't see Yue Feng Ce's expression clearly. Just looking at his still handsome and elegant appearance, one could tell that it was not a temporary idea.Song Wuan couldn't help smiling wryly, and he didn't know if the rivers and lakes had always been like this, and there was no wind to generate waves; or he was just too unlucky.

There was only a momentary opening, and a burst of true energy came through the air, directly hitting the key point in his ribs, Song Wuan fell down, half kneeling on the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, which wet the skirt of his clothes.The long sword is not stained with blood, and the killing intent is suppressed in the blink of an eye, and escapes into the glass box.

"If nothing comes out of the box, it will return with blood." Yue Fengce gently twisted the rosary on his wrist: "Interesting. What's your name?"

Song Wuan was coughing up blood, and he raised his eyes and looked at Yue Fengce coldly: "It was my mistake. When you proposed to watch the sword, you had already set up this situation, so it was not because of a strange slip of the tongue. You know Lu Xuandu But, what do you mean by inviting Jueqi to come?"

Yue Fengce smiled lightly and spoke softly: "Thinking will only make you look stupid. Your resourcefulness is not worthy of asking me questions. Answer the questions."

Song Wu'an smiled wryly, and raised his hand to wipe away the blood on his lips: "Song Fu, Song Wu'an. Please also raise your hands high, Mr. Yue, and let go of Jue Qi, Wu'an is willing to lead his neck to kill."

"You seem to be very loyal." Yue Fengce leaned on his forehead, his expression tinged with boredom: "Since you are here, why not come in, Lu Yin?"

Song Wu'an raised his head in surprise, a white figure in front of him, the scenery changed in the blink of an eye, and behind him was a sword intent that made people feel chills and chased after him.Song Wuan was carried on his shoulders, his heart ached from the shock, he vomited blood again, and passed out.

When he woke up again, he was already in the cave. Song Wuan heard the sound of water droplets coming from his ears. He reluctantly sat up. When he saw Lu Xuandu who was leaning on the side, his hatred suddenly rose, and he shot It is nine dark coins.Lu Xuan didn't move for a moment, nine dark bullets hit nine vital points on his body.

Lu Xuandu spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked down at the nine dark pendulums stuck on his body, pulled them out one by one and threw them on the ground, and laughed softly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Ah Fu has grown a lot, it's a pity Still not hot enough."

Song Wuan looked at the pool of blood on the ground: "Are you injured?"

The nine dark coins were modified by him and re-inserted with lotus hooks. Once they touch people, they will be tightly hooked to the flesh. At most, it is only a skin trauma. It is impossible to beat Lu Xuan until he vomits blood.

Lu Xuandu smiled wryly: "I've only been away for a few days, how did Ah Fu get into trouble with such a troublesome person?"

"...Where's my junior brother?"