The bazaar outside the inscription mountain is not big, at least in Lin Yue's opinion, there is no fixed buyer for the bamboo made by Lian Xiaoyu, the two sat down in a not conspicuous position, set up the bamboo basket and the bamboo building, and waited for the guests to come to the door. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the early spring, the weather was still cold, although Lin Yue was injured, but he was not afraid of cultivation, Lian Xiaoyu was a little uncomfortable, tightened the clothes on his body, and it happened that a group of people walked in front of them, most of them were thinly dressed, and a few young children endured the cold wind, looking at the food in the market, showing a very yearning look.

Lin Yue knew that they were all slaves to be sold, but he didn't know how many would die after planting this spring.

At the end of the day, the bamboo ware for refining Xiaoyu was not sold out, but the next order, in the next market, bring thirty bamboo baskets with special patterns, which is also a big gain, she carefully counted today's income, counted a copper plate by copper plate, counted a few times before putting it back in his pocket, Lin Yue couldn't help but feel funny when he saw this, after all, he is not big or small, he is also an official, and not only 'current official' or 'current management' must have a few dozen every three or five times, Hundreds of incomes come in, and when do you count a few pennies.

But it was such a simple move, which reminded Lin Yue of his senior sister and whispered, Senior sister, where are you, every time I have news from you, I am a step late.

Lian Xiaoyu and Lin Yue returned home, Lian Xiaoyu began to be busy with the bamboo basket with thirty special patterns, while Lin Yue continued to cultivate his magic weapon and the trick of the 'Shangqing Liuyun Sword'.

The magic weapon 'Reflecting Moonlight Wheel' became more and more handy under the continuous tempering, and the perception of the 'Shangqing Liuyun Sword' also entered a good state, Lin Yue obviously felt the role of Huang Ting Daozang on himself, and he also used his heart when listening to the preaching of the psychic immortal.

Unconsciously passed half a month, during which Lian Xiaoyu did not mention the words of Lin Yue leaving, but there was a feeling of wanting to say something, always wanting to say something, but he was always entangled.

Lin Yue was sensitively aware of it, but his mind was now focused on cultivation, and Lian Xiaoyu obviously didn't want to say it, so he couldn't ask directly, and the days were like this.

There is also a small episode in the middle, although Lian Xiaoyu is mainly engaged in bamboo weaving, there are still two acres of thin fields on the mountain, and some vegetables are planted to sell.

In the early spring, the frozen ground is still hard, Lian Xiaoyu's family is surrounded by four walls, where is there livestock to cultivate, so he has to go by himself, using simple tools to plane little by little, Lin Yue saw this and asked Lian Xiaoyu to hand over the matter to him, Lian Xiaoyu knew that Lin Yue was a master, but would the master do farm work?

Lin Yue didn't know what she was thinking, if she knew, she would definitely smile lightly, I don't need to be able to do farm work, as long as I know how to do earth spirit immortal arts. I saw him standing in place and not moving, his hands turned over between breaths, the ground under his feet rumbled, and he automatically opened up a ravine, took the vegetable seeds and threw them on the ground, and the land moved again to transport all the seeds to the corresponding place.

This hand really shocked Lian Xiaoyu, she knew that Lin Yue was a master, but she didn't expect him to be a monk, Lian Xiaoyu didn't say anything and went back to the hut directly, Lin Yue was very puzzled, what was the situation? I wanted to show Xiaoyu a hand, but I didn't want to refine Xiaoyu is reaction.

He didn't know why, he shook his head and continued to cultivate, and Lian Xiaoyu, who returned to the thatched hut, was weaving a bamboo basket while thinking about things, sometimes solemn, sometimes laughing, and finally she looked at the kang and sighed.

Lin Yue, who thought that he had comprehended the essentials, fell into a bottleneck again when he was cultivating the 'Shangqing Liuyun Sword', since this set of sword techniques was named Liuyun, it was naturally extremely changeable, Lin Yue practiced the tricks repeatedly, but he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't help but be discouraged.

Thinking of Lu Xiuyuan, Zhou Zhirong both died in front of him, and the hatred in his heart couldn't be hidden, the owner of the Bliss Pavilion! Lin Yue gritted his teeth and wanted to take revenge immediately.

When I calmed down, I couldn't help but think of the time when Zhou Zhirong and Lu Xiuyuan said goodbye, the moving weeping blood dance, with Zhou Zhirong's beautiful figure, but a little bright red fell under his feet, and the blood color gradually filled Lin Yue's eyes, leaving only a black shadow to continue Zhou Zhirong's dying dance, and suddenly Lin Yue woke up, it turned out that he had fallen asleep unconsciously while practicing.

Lin Yue, who woke up, frowned, and suddenly laughed: "I realized." Immediately picked up a branch and danced the sword trick again, it was really smoother than before, and with a long roar, his heart was completely depressed, and the dance and martial arts were connected, but he didn't expect that until the end, it was Zhou Zhirong who helped Lin Yue understand.

In the evening, they ate as usual, it was still those rough foods, Lin Yue and Lian Xiaoyu ate slowly, they were used to all kinds of states, and they could be regarded as alternative male cultivators and female weavers.

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, Lin Yue said: "I have caused you a lot of trouble these days, and my injuries are now half healed, so it is inconvenient to disturb them anymore." "This is actually nonsense, Lin Yue's work is only three percent recovered.

Although he was already mentally prepared, Lian Xiaoyu was still stunned: "Are you going to leave now?"

Lin Yue nodded: "I still don't know something, if I can come back, I will definitely repay you for saving your life." "It's necessary to take revenge on the owner of the Elysium Pavilion this time, this matter has become a knot, if it is not broken, I am afraid that it will become a demon.

However, the Bliss Pavilion majored in Gao Qiang, and he also got the help of the Golden Scale Sword, so he went to nine deaths, Lin Yue also thought about going too late, when his skills were deeper, or finding a few fellow disciples, but Lin Yue finally rejected these ideas.

It's not surprising to lose a fight with others, but if this battle involves the mind, it's hard to say, just like his master is boring, since he lost his lover and repeatedly lost to Xing Su, where is he still high-spirited now, just like a failed waste, and his actions are extremely extreme, almost ruining Mo Qingyu and Lin Yue, Lin Yue doesn't want to be his master.

So after all, you still have to rely on yourself to get it, but although the skill has not yet recovered, but the new mastery of the 'Shangqing Liuyun Sword' and the magic weapon 'Reflecting Moonlight Wheel' may not be without the strength to fight.

Lian Xiaoyu shook his head: "You don't have to thank me, and don't come back." Then he got up and picked up the bamboo chopping knife that usually weaves bamboo, came to the earthen kang and knocked it, Lin Yue was also a little curious, from his performance on weekdays, he obviously realized that Lian Xiaoyu was by no means an ordinary mountain village girl, and there was absolutely something unexpected. He quietly watched what Lian Xiaoyu was going to do.

I saw Lian Xiaoyu pry open a few pieces of dirt lumps, took out a long cloth bag from the soil kang, and turned over the wrapped cloth strips, it will be a long sword, with Lin Yue's eyesight, he knew that this was not an ordinary long sword, and when he reached out and touched it, he could even feel the long sword shaking as if it were alive, and it seemed that he could feel the pulse of the sword.

Lin Yue pulled out the long sword, the cold light shone, the brilliant green light was hidden, and there was an engraved pattern on the sword body, outlining a blue bird with a vigorous heart.

The long sword buzzed and almost flew out, and Lin Yue praised: "Good sword!!"

And at this moment, far away in the three dangerous countries of southern Xinjiang, two figures walking slowly on the mountain road suddenly stopped, and the person who stopped asked indifferently: "What's the matter?"

The person who stopped first wished for the north: "Ziyan seems to be crying, not sad, but crying with joy." ”

The two stood still for a while, and the person who stopped first said, "Let's go, there is still a task." The two went on without saying anything more.

And Lin Yue held the long sword, looking at the blue bird pattern engraved on the sword body and couldn't help but ponder, Lian Xiaoyu said: "This sword, for you." ”

Lin Yue sighed: "You seem to have something to say to me these days, is it also related to this sword?"

Lian Xiaoyu nodded, and then shook his head again: "It's okay now, the sword is given to you, you go, don't come back." ”

Lin Yue said: "No, you seem to have something to hide. If it's really difficult, you might as well say it, and I'll do my best to help you get it done. ”

Lian Xiaoyu bit her lip lightly, and finally spoke after a while: "You...... Can you kill someone for me?"

Lin Yue's eyelids jumped, but he didn't expect Lian Xiaoyu to open his mouth to kill: "Who are you going to kill?

Lian Xiaoyu said: "Her name is Dugu Sisi, as for the reason for killing her...... Because she killed my eldest brother. ”

As soon as Lin Yue heard the secret way, he saw that this long sword was very extraordinary, especially the hollow carving was very familiar, and after comparing it in his heart, he had an amazing answer, the number one killer of the Great Zhou...... Dugu silk.

Lin Yue asked, "What is your relationship with Lianfeng?"

As soon as he heard Lian Feng's name, Lian Xiaoyu's face changed, but Lin Yue was even more sure of what he thought.

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