(Girls' Literature) "Nope!"

Mo Zhu let out a loud shout, and dipped the still hot knife into a stone trough that had been prepared long ago with the power of lightning. The stone trough is filled with clean water and does not contain a trace of impurities.

I heard only a "snort", a burst of smoke gushed out of the stone trough, and the water in the stone trough also tumbled, but the color was still clear and not turbid at all.

Quenching is the most important part of refining and casting the tip of the knife, but once the timing and heat are not mastered, a peerless strong soldier will also be reduced to a pile of broken copper and iron. Test text watermark 8.

Mu'er looked at her grandfather from the side, and she didn't dare to take a breath, although the hot wind just now was very shocking, but the short sword in her hand that had not yet been unsheathed was swung, and the sharp sword qi shook the heat wave back.

After a moment, Mo Zhu slowly pulled the knife out of the sink, and his right hand gently rubbed it on the knife in the shape of a flower. The fingertips flicked, and there was a crisp knife groan.

The impurities on the body of the knife also drifted away with the hot breath exhaled from Mo Zhu's mouth, and the knife gradually revealed its dark and shiny true face. Test Text Watermark 4.

With a flick of the blade, there was another dragon roar, much more domineering than the one just now, and a faint light flashed from the blade, and then disappeared immediately.

Just after this bright light passed, the knife also completely quieted down, as if it had entered a deep sleep, lying quietly in Mo Zhu's hand.

"Grandpa, is the knife already cast?"

Mu'er asked in surprise, although she had never cast a knife, she thought that there should not be much difference between this sword and a sword. Test text watermark 8. She knew that quenching was the sixth process in sword casting, and that it was almost complete, and that the same should be true for casting knives.

"Soon, first carve some fine ornaments on the body of the knife, and then you can open the blade!" Mo Zhu also breathed a sigh of relief, and then took the sword and walked towards the Jianmen station, and Mu'er also followed closely behind his grandfather.

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Three days later.

Still as usual, the white-haired Mo Zhu sat under the big tree and shook the pu fan in his hand slowly, while Mu'er still sat on the tree and shook her white little feet, and from time to time naughtily threw two leaves into Mo Zhu's bowl, but every time she was slapped away by Mo Zhu's gentle fan. Test text watermark 7.

"You little girl, what are you anxious about? Isn't it good to spend a few more days with grandpa?" Mo Zhu asked softly while shaking his fan. The weather was very cool, but the fan in Mo Zhu's hand didn't stop for a moment, but even so, it couldn't hide his anxiety now.

Mo Zhu's heart was also entangled, he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to promise Mu'er to let her go out and send the knife to Ye Xun this time, although Mo Zhu said something about Ye Xun by the spring when he was casting the sword that day, but he was still very optimistic about Ye Xun in his heart, and he also knew that his words would hardly affect the current Mu'er. Test Text Watermark 1.

"Of course!"

Mu'er said with a smile that she was looking forward to the outside world, but when she really wanted to leave this place where she had lived for eighteen years, she would inevitably feel a wave of sadness in her heart, in fact, Mu'er herself was very reluctant to her grandfather. Test Text Watermark 3.

"Mu'er, grandpa has something to say to you!"

"Grandpa, you say, Mu'er listen!" Mu'er smiled obediently and gently wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, but she didn't notice. A tear fell right on the back of Mo Zhu's old hand, which was full of green tendons, and then slid to the ground.

"This place is not far from the Ye family's boy's Heaven and Earth Group, I have also taught you the necessary life skills over the years, so that you can use it one day in the future, but I didn't expect to use it!"

"I won't let your uncles follow you in secret, protect you, be careful in everything, you must take care of yourself!"

"Also, this knife must be handed over to the Ye family kid himself, try to avoid it if you can avoid the police, don't clash with them, but when they hurt you, it's a different matter! If you are taken to the police station, then don't worry, you just need to tell them that you are Ye Xun's sister, and then the Ye family kid will bring you out soon!"

"But you must remember that this sword must not fall into the hands of bad people, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable, few people can control this sword, if you can't control it, it will soon be devoured, and eventually cause irreparable killing! This is also the last thing grandpa wants to see, you know?"

Mo Zhu finally finished speaking, and quickly picked up the tea bowl on the small table and drank it in a big gulp. Test text watermark 8. Test Text Watermark 2.

"Mu'er knows, is there anything else, grandpa?" Mu'er said obediently, suddenly jumped down from the trunk of the tree, and then hugged Mo Zhu's knees and sobbed quietly, like a little girl who had been bullied and was seeking comfort from her kind grandfather. Test text watermark 8.

Mo Zhu's heart twitched, patted Mu'er's little head lovingly, and said kindly: "It's an eighteen-year-old girl, why do you still like to cry so much, you will be laughed at if you go out like this, I don't want to be told by others that I have raised a granddaughter who can only cry! Besides, Jianmen is not far from the outside, and grandpa will take his uncles to see you when he is free!"

"Hmmm......"

Mu'er hugged Mo Zhu's knees tightly, and couldn't say half a word, only the faint sobs could be heard, each of which was deeply engraved in Mo Zhu's heart. Test text watermark 7.

Mo Zhu stroked Ye Mu'er's head, looking at the mountains and peaks in the distance, if there was really a day to leave the Sword Gate, if it was not a day of injustice, then it must be a bloody murderous night!

The next day, Mu'er went alone to Jiyue Villa on Mogan Mountain, and then went down the mountain from here, which was the best shortcut down the mountain, but Mu'er did not plan to take the usual path that tourists walked, but went down from a small road, because she was carrying an illegal knife.

At this time, Mu'er had already changed into a simple white sportswear, and the newly cast knife and her own short sword were placed in a long backpack, which she carried on her back.

Mu'er's good-looking long hair was also tied up, tied up in a bunch and placed behind her back, looking like a person who came out to do mountaineering, which also hid her true identity very well.

Nothing bad happened to Mu'er when she came down from Mogan Mountain, and she also knew that the city she was in was a large city on the southeast coast, with many people, cars, and high-rise buildings.

But it is still a little difficult for a Mu'er, who has never been to the outside world, to find the location of the Tiandi Group at once.

Grandpa also warned her not to trust anyone easily, so she didn't dare to talk to anyone, she felt that everyone's eyes were so vicious, as if the good people in this world were extinct.

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To be continued, the next chapter will be more exciting!

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