"The craftsmanship of the little junior brother is becoming more and more exquisite. Qinglian tasted a stewed bamboo shoot with chopsticks oil and praised it.

In the past, Qinglian rarely praised people, but since he broke his arm, he has learned to praise others, just like the senior brother always praised him in the past.

Everyone in the academy was actually a little sad when they saw such a green lotus.

However, why is it sad, I can't say it.

may only be explained that such a thing as praising people should not have appeared on the proud second senior brother.

Hearing Qinglian's praise, a trace of sadness flashed in the depths of Tu Wanyue's eyes, but she kept her head down all the time and didn't let Qinglian see her eyes.

After this sadness disappeared, Tu Wanyue slowly raised his head and said, "During this time, the little junior brother has been working as a cook at home. ”

"Oh, when did he become interested in cooking. Qinglian asked.

"Not interested. Tu Wanyue smiled: "It's that someone named someone to eat what he cooked." ”

Qinglian thought about it and smiled: "The little junior brother is really a wonderful person. ”

Except for Ge Qingfei, he provoked all the beauties. Tu Wanyue said.

"That's how his cooking skills were honed. Qinglian said: "Okay, let's take it as a way to ease the relationship between the Tang Dynasty and the temple, there is nothing wrong with being a cook." ”

The chopsticks in Tu Wanyue's hand fell directly to the ground.

She never thought that the words just now came from Qinglian's mouth.

Qinglian looked at her: "Why, I'm surprised." ”

Tu Wanyue was speechless.

Qinglian also put down his chopsticks, stood up and walked to the window, and after a few breaths, he said slowly: "It's here." ”

"What?" Tu Wanyue was stunned.

After following, the senior brother walked in.

"It's coming. ”

Senior Brother said the same thing as Qinglian.

Tu Wanyue looked at the two of them: "What kind of dumb riddle are you playing? Why can't I understand, who is coming?" ”

The senior brother said, "You look at Qinglian, don't let him go out." ”

Tu Wanyue nodded subconsciously.

Qinglian said, "I must go." ”

"You're no match for him. The elder brother said.

"Senior brother, can you let him go. Qinglian asked rhetorically.

The elder brother said, "I can't either. ”

"We all know who he's coming for. So I have to go, Chang'an City can do without me, but not without the little junior brother. Qinglian said.

The elder brother said, "Then let's go together." ”

Qinglian didn't hesitate and nodded: "Okay, let's go together." ”

Tu Wanyue stopped in front of the two of them: "What are you talking about, who is here?" ”

Qinglian raised her hand and touched Tu Wanyue's head, and said, "You can go with us too, you will know when you go." ”

Although Tu Wanyue had a lot of question marks in her heart, since Qinglian had agreed to take her with her, she temporarily suppressed the confusion in her heart, and left the academy together with Qinglian and Senior Brother.

This is the first time in many days that the doors of the college have been opened.

It was also the first time that the gentlemen of the college left en masse.

The people on the street rushed to tell each other and cheered.

The gentlemen of the academy are the strongest reassurance in the hearts of the people.

Along the way, people came to talk to the senior brother, but the senior brother only smiled and did not respond to the people's questions.

After a stick of incense, the senior brother and they came to the east gate.

On the bridge of the moat, a man stood.

He was tall, muscular, unshaven, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He carried a burden, a hot stove at one end, and various iron-striking utensils at the other, and with every step he took, he could leave a deep footprint on the bridge, and the bridge was trembling slightly, as if it would collapse at any moment.

After a few moments, the strong man walked to the gate of the city.

A faint, almost imperceptible "film of light" blocked his path.

The strong man glanced up at the city gate, then put down his burden and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He took off his riding coat, revealing a terrifying upper body, every muscle as if it had been chiseled out of a knife and axe, making people feel terrified when they looked at it.

The strong man, who had sat on the flat pole and rested for a while, took off the stove and began to strike iron with a clatter.

He didn't say a word the whole time.

But the terrifying aura that was naturally released had swept the entire east gate of Chang'an.

The people in this vicinity have a feeling of being out of breath to a greater or lesser extent.

The other party was already so terrifying before he entered the city, if he entered Chang'an City, wouldn't it be like a Yue Jingyu again?

Qinglian took the lead in stepping forward.

The strong man glanced up at him, and immediately lowered his head and continued to strike iron.

"Qinglian, a junior academy, has seen a blacksmith senior. Qinglian still adhered to the etiquette and gave a salute to the strong man.

The strong man said indifferently: "You are not the person I am looking for. ”

As the blacksmith opened his voice, a gloomy aura that was extremely suppressed swept towards the people inside the city gate like waves.

The voice was hoarse, broken, and rotten.

It's like an old well overflowing with sediment.

Under the hem of Qinglian's clothes, two cracks suddenly appeared.

This set of clothes is still the new clothes that Tu Wanyue gave him before, and there is no damage.

Just because of the blacksmith's words, two cracks appeared.

Tu Wanyue finally knew the identity of the person outside the city.

It's just that she doesn't understand how the other party can appear here.

Qinglian glanced down at the hem of her clothes, her eyes were a little cold: "This is not the place you should be." ”

The blacksmith's movements were slightly sluggish, and then he smiled: "Are the people in the academy so good at being teachers?"

Qinglian said lightly: "This is a friendly reminder. ”

The blacksmith said, "I told you that you are not the one I am looking for. ”

After that, the killing intent skyrocketed.

Qinglian also reacted immediately.

Even if there was only one arm, Qinglian's sword intent did not weaken in any way.

He's still the same Qinglian.

"Qinglian Sword Song?"

The blacksmith said: "It's really extraordinary, it's not much better than the Frost Sky Sword Intent back then. ”

Qinglian didn't pay attention to it, but gave birth to the sword intent to the extreme.

For a while, the city gate was like a cannon battle, crackling non-stop.

The blacksmith laughed loudly, swung his hammer in his hand, and slammed it into the iron station.

With each hammer blow, a sword intent would be forced back.

Until the hammer was hammered thirty-six times, Qinglian's sword intent was all forced to retreat.

Qinglian stood still and didn't move, but countless cracks had already appeared in her clothes.

Tu Wanyue wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the senior brother.

Qinglian clenched her fists, and her coat shattered, revealing her white underwear.

"Why keep your hands. Qinglian asked.

"I'm answering your question for the last time, you're not the person I'm looking for. The blacksmith put down the hammer and raised his hand to wipe his sweat: "I admire you a little bit for being able to play like this after a battle with Yue Jingyu." ”

"He's not coming. Qinglian said.

The blacksmith laughed, "I'm sure he'll come." ”

"Even if you come, what can you do. Qinglian said coldly.

"Look at him. The blacksmith said, "By the way, send him something." ”

Qinglian's face became worse and worse.

This person's strength is not weaker than Zhi Yue Jingyu, and at the same time, he is more cautious.

After all, it was cringe, and after so many years, such a thing as sharp qi has long disappeared.

Yue Jingyu could ignore everything and enter Chang'an City, but he wouldn't.

He just stood there, but he sealed everything in Chang'an City.

This is the "wisdom" of those who have survived the winter by luck.

Of course, Qinglian personally doesn't think this is called wisdom.

He felt that this was cowardice in another sense.

"The sword comes. Qinglian spoke.

The blacksmith still had a smile on his face, and he didn't react to this sentence at all, and even seemed quite funny.

Someone brought a sword.

Qinglian looked at the person who sent the sword, and was stunned for a long time before saying, "You shouldn't come." ”

Zhou Fei smiled slightly: "Others want to see me by name, if I don't come, won't the world look down on me." ”

Qinglian wanted to say something, but Zhou Fei said, "Second Senior Brother, leave it to me." ”

"Can it work?"

"If you can't do it, you have to do it. ”

Qinglian was silent for a moment, retreated with her sword, and stood beside her senior brother.

Zhou Fei stood in the position where Qinglian stood before, and even further forward.

He was only a few feet away from the blacksmith.

Both sides reach out and touch each other.

However, neither Zhou Fei nor the blacksmith outside the city gate had any intention of reaching out.

They just looked at each other in silence.

"I heard that you are looking for me. Zhou Fei was the first to speak to break the silence: "Now that I see it, can I go?"

The blacksmith said, "How could the person who could defeat Yue Jingyu be so mediocre. ”

Zhou Fei said: "Do you know? In my dictionary, the four words "mere and unremarkable" are used to describe peerless handsome guys. So I have to thank you for looking up to me so much. ”

"Interesting. The blacksmith said.

"The more interesting is yet to come, if you come in, I'll show you. Zhou Fei said.

The blacksmith said, "I'm not Yue Jingyu. ”

"You can't be a Yue Jingyu. Zhou Fei said: "Because you didn't plant it." ”

The blacksmith's face did not change in any way, and he said, "I have lived many, many years so much that I almost forget my age." ”

The implication of this statement is that ordinary humiliation has no effect on him.

At his age, he would have seen everything through.

Zhou Fei sighed, "I've seen you." ”

The blacksmith frowned slightly this time: "When?"

"Yesterday. Zhou Fei said.

"Nonsense. The blacksmith said.

"Really. Zhou Fei said with a serious face: "I had a dream last night, and I had you in my dream." ”

"What dream?" said the blacksmith, who was interested.

Zhou Fei said: "A very dark dream, the scene in the dream is exactly the same as now, except that you are not a blacksmith, but a pig, a pig standing outside the city gate eating swill. In my dream, I wondered why there was a pig at the gate of the city, and now that I think about it, it must be some kind of hint. ”

The blacksmith laughed and said, "It is funny, there are few people in the world who dare to call me a pig, and you are the first, and you should be the last." ”

Zhou Fei shrugged his shoulders: "The seniors are open-minded, and I can't do it." ”

"That's because you haven't seen the real horror. The blacksmith closed his voice, and a grim smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "It's just that this kind of rhetoric will disappoint me very much." ”