Chen Yang didn't understand how to think about it.

Since you can't figure it out, let's put it aside for the time being, anyway, the Flame Knife is already in hand.

After figuring it out, Chen Yang was immediately relieved, and directly handed the flame knife to the old man who couldn't wait.

The moment the old man took the flaming knife, his face changed suddenly!

The smile on his face disappeared, and in his place, it was more solemn than ever.

"This knife is fake!"

After being stunned for a few seconds, the old man couldn't help but speak.

Fake?!

After Chen Yang heard this, his brain went blank, and the shock was like thunder on the ground.

He is the king of Nancang Kingdom, and those people actually use a fake flame knife to fool him!

These people didn't take him seriously at all, this is his territory, aren't these people afraid that they will all die in Nancang Kingdom?

But this knife looks so comfortable, and it is more noble than other weapons.

Didn't those people know that the flaming knife was fake?

Or is it ...... What are they just trying to verify with a fake knife?

"Old man, are you sure this flame knife is fake?" Chen Yang asked with a frown.

"I've used the Flame Knife for so many years, others may not be able to tell the difference, but they can't hide it from me, I have to say that the other party has ulterior motives. ”

"Whether it's the pattern on the scabbard, or the material, whether it's the engraving or the color on the handle, it's so realistic!"

"However, this flame knife still shows a flaw, that is, it is too new, although this knife is deliberately old, but compared to the real flame knife, this knife has not tasted blood. ”

"It can't be fake, it can't be fake, I have been traveling the rivers and lakes with the Flame Knife for decades, killing countless people, the Flame Knife grew up eating human blood, how can this fake be compared to it!"

The old man was very confident in speaking, his Flame Knife had evolved through actual combat again and again, and this fake Flame Knife was an imitation, and the essence of it could not be imitated no matter what.

Hearing the old man say this, Chen Yang's face changed suddenly.

Is this a bureau?

"Let's go settle accounts with them!" Xiao Ru said loudly, and before the old man and Chen Yang could react, they strode over.

Chen Yang immediately grabbed Xiao Ru's hand, and with a lot of force, he pulled Xiao Ru back.

Impulse is the devil, this Xiao Ru is more devilish than the devil, Chen Yang is even more speechless to Xiao Ru.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts......" Xiaoru hurriedly begged for mercy, how could she, with thin arms and legs, withstand Chen Yang's strength.

"It's good to know that it hurts, and if you go, it's a dead end. ”

The old man's face was very ugly, but fortunately Chen Yang was there, and then he patted Chen Yang on the shoulder.

Chen Yang's killing is decisive and calm, these traits are not something that ordinary people can have, it would be great if Chen Yang could be his grandson-in-law.

Instead of Xiaoru chattering like this, it is better to sit down and think about what is going on.

Chen Yang and the old man both fell into deep thought, and Xiao Ru also quieted down when he saw this.

……

On the first floor of Nancang, it was still that room, and there was still only one middle-aged man and one elderly person in it.

At this time, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, both of them pursed their lips, and anger was written on the face of the middle-aged man.

On the contrary, it was the old man who kept saying a word and kept turning the Bodhi Buddha beads in his hand.

The middle-aged man carried the teacup, took a sip, and gently put the teacup on the table, his eyes kept staring at the ground, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but the middle-aged man settled down and finally moved his eyes to the old man.

"Dad, is our plan just like this?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously, for fear of angering the old man.

"Failure, do you think it's possible?" the old man's tone was full of questioning.

"The king has taken the knife away, but the sword god has not appeared, and I don't know whether the sword god is dead or alive, what should I do now?"

The middle-aged man said the confusion in his heart, this is not clear is a failure!

"The king has never seen any rare treasures, but he came to ask for the Flame Knife at this time, not to mention the king's knife technique, he can't use the Flame Knife at all, the Flame Knife is useless to him. ”

"Think about it, why did the king go out for things he didn't need, use his brains!"

After the old man finished speaking, he pointed to his head calmly, his son is too dull, and he needs to cultivate more.

The middle-aged man slapped his head excitedly.

"Dad, I see, the king must have some kind of connection with the sword god. ”

"I don't know if I've been contacted or not, I just know that the king must have learned something, otherwise he wouldn't be so interested in the Flaming Blade. ”

Speaking of this, the old man stopped turning the Bodhi Buddha bead in his hand, "There is also a possibility that the king wants to use the flaming knife to win over the sword god. ”

After listening to the old man's analysis, the middle-aged man nodded approvingly, but his brows did not soothe.

"Dad, what are we going to do next?"

The old man crossed Erlang's legs, swaying rhythmically, and it felt as if everything was under his control.

He lifted the teacup and drank the tea in the cup, with a look of enjoyment and satisfaction on his face.

After a pause of a few seconds, he said one word slowly, "Wait!"

Wait?!

The middle-aged man, who was originally stunned, became puzzled again when he heard this.

Obviously, he guessed that Chen Yang might use the Flame Knife to win over the Sword God, so he had to wait?

If you wait like this, you'll be in a big trouble.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man was in a hurry, his mouth opened several times in a row, and every time the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

Because he didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that his father would criticize and educate him.

The older people get, the more they care about face.

When the old man saw that the middle-aged man was sitting on pins and needles, instead of getting angry, he laughed.

"Don't forget, the flaming knife is real or fake!"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man suddenly realized.

That's right, the flaming knife is fake!

And it was a fake knife carefully built by Dad, according to Dad, no one could distinguish the real from the fake except for the sword god himself.

As long as the king came to them again, any answer would have come to the surface.

Wonderful!

The middle-aged man gave his father a thumbs up without hesitation, admiring it.

……

Chen Yang didn't know what was going on here, he was just furious, extremely angry.

It feels like you're being played.

"Old man, Xiaoru, you go back to the inn and wait for me first, and I'll go to them to theorize. ”

Chen Yang didn't wait for the old man and Xiaoru to answer, and rushed out.

The old man wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

In his opinion, there is no need to worry about Chen Yang, after all, he is the king.

Even if the other party has a bold nature, he doesn't dare to make things difficult for him.

It was precisely in this way that he returned to the inn with Xiaoru with confidence.

……

Ten minutes later, in the room on the first floor of Nancang, there was a rapid knock on the door.

The middle-aged man got up and opened the door.

Saw a guard outside the door.

"Something?"

"National ...... The king is here again!"

Not again!

When he heard this, the impatience on his face disappeared, and was replaced by surprise and excitement, and he suddenly looked back at the old man.

Then he said excitedly, "Did he come alone?"

"That's right, he came alone, and he still has a flaming knife in his hand!"

"Okay, we know, we'll come down right away. ”

When the guards left, the middle-aged man was as excited as a child.

The old man had now also stood up, like a general commanding thousands of troops, waved his hand, and said loudly: "Go, let's go and meet the king!"

As the words fell, the two of them walked out of the room one after the other and walked towards the hall.

As the guard said, Chen Yang sat there alone with the Flame Knife in his hand.

"I don't know why His Majesty is here?"

The old man was quite polite to Chen Yang, but he did not kneel, but stood straight in front of Chen Yang.

"Why did you not know why I came?"

"Your Majesty's thoughts, the villain really can't guess, I don't know what treasure His Majesty has a crush on? As long as the king speaks, I promise to give it to the king free of charge. ”

Chen Yang directly threw the flame knife in his hand to the ground, and the fiery red flame knife made a crisp sound.

"Tell me, what's wrong with this knife?"

When the words fell, Chen Yang stared at the father and son in front of him with straight eyes.