Xue Qinghan thought that as long as he pushed the matter back to Mo Yu, he would be able to watch it safely, but he thought it was too simple.

"Brother Xue, I haven't seen you for the past few days, but you are studying the way of refining? How is the progress? If you have any doubts, Brother Xue should not be polite, just open your mouth, and promise to know everything and say everything. ”

On this day, Yan Wushuang carried two jars of wine and a few appetizers to Xue Qinghan's residence, looked at Xue Qinghan who came out of the house and said with a smile. However, when he spoke, he was still looking around, but it made Xue Qinghan have a little headache, you have been looking for me to drink for two times in the past three days, don't show it so obviously, people can see at a glance that drinking is just a disguise, how much taste does this wine have?

"Young family master, please come in, I spent the first two days in retreat and practiced, and I bothered you here, causing trouble to your mansion. Xue Qinghan invited Yan Wushuang into the house and said.

"Brother Snow, come on, come on, try these two jars of wine I brought. Hehe, this is the best wine in Tianyan City, let's drink a few more glasses today. ”

"By the way, why didn't you see the ink fairy? Sitting down and looking around, there was still no Mo Yu's figure, Yan Wushuang finally asked.

"Did the young family master ask Mo Yu? She went outside to buy some things, I am afraid that she will not be able to come back for a while, and she has ignored the good intentions of the young family master, and I hope not to be surprised. Xue Qinghan said.

"That's it~" A moment of disappointment flashed in Yan Wushuang's eyes, but he said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that we men are chatting with each other, and we have fun drinking, haha." ”

The wine is really good, Xue Qinghan is not a person who likes alcohol, but he is also a person who is a good winemaker. While the two were drinking, they chatted one after another, and the atmosphere was a little warmer after three rounds of wine and five flavors.

"I would venture to ask, what is the relationship between Brother Snow and Ink Fairy?" At this time, Yan Wushuang suddenly asked.

Xue Qinghan was stunned, but he didn't know how to answer, because he didn't know what it mattered. Lady-in-waiting, creditor, friend, or something else?

"I don't think the two of you are Taoist couples, and I am curious to ask this question, and I hope that Brother Xue is not strange in the abrupt place. Seeing that Xue Qinghan didn't speak, Yan Wushuang said.

"Well, it's not. Xue Qinghan nodded, they were indeed not Taoist couples.

When Yan Wushuang heard this, joy flashed in his eyes: "Brother Xue, do you want to learn the way of refining?" Brother I see that your talent in refining is not low, but your foundation is too weak, if you don't give up, I am willing to ask my father to introduce you to practice under the elder of the Refiner Guild, what do you think?"

"Uh... Thank you young master, but..."

"Don't take this little thing to heart, the Snow Brothers themselves are talented, and they can't be regarded as helping. Yan Wushuang smiled and waved his hand, then approached Xue Qinghan, looked around, and said in a low voice, "I hope my brother can do me a favor." ”

"Since you and Fairy Mo are not Taoist couples, I don't know if you can ...... it."

"Young family master, don't be embarrassed about Mo Yu's affairs, everything depends on herself, and I won't be the slightest obstruction. What's more, the way of refining weapons is just a whim for me, so I don't need to go to the refiner's guild. Xue Qinghan shook his head.

"On a whim?" but didn't want Yan Wushuang to frown when he heard this, "How many people want to become refiners but can't, Brother Xue, do you look down on refiners?"

Xue Qinghan was a little speechless, is this a deliberate attempt to find fault?

"That's not the case, it's just that the way of refining weapons is just a supplement to the cultivation of the Great Dao for me, and I don't have the idea of becoming a refiner. ”

"The supplement to the Great Dao Cultivation, do you mean that the way of refining weapons is a side door, and it is difficult to enter the Hall of Elegance?" Yan Wushuang's face suddenly became gloomy, and he asked in a cold voice.

Xue Qinghan frowned and did not speak. This thing is completely looking for trouble, in this case, I'm afraid it's not right to say anything, but if he wants to say something against his will, Xue Qinghan can't do it. Moreover, in his opinion, the foundation of Dao cultivation is indeed the cultivation of oneself, and refining tools is ultimately a pretense of foreign objects.

"Several times in the mouth of the ink fairy, I have heard that Your Excellency has a talent for cultivation, his natural posture is extraordinary, his kendo peers are dominant, it is rare to meet an enemy, and his combat power is unparalleled. But I can't tolerate looking down on the way of refining weapons so much, as a refiner, so I'm here to ask you for advice today. Yan Wushuang stood up, the battle intent rose in his eyes, he despised the cold of the snow, and the hot breath on his body was permeated, as if there was a flame.

It turns out that the problem is here, Xue Qinghan glanced at the shadow in a corner of the room, Mo Yu is purely hateful to him. Knowing that Yan Wushuang was interested in her, she talked about Xue Qinghan like this in front of Yan Wushuang, and it was strange that she didn't arouse Yan Wushuang's jealousy.

Deliberately, it must be deliberate, Xue Qinghan has reason to conclude that Mo Yu must be doing this on purpose, maybe he is hiding in the shadows and snickering now.

Xue Qinghan raised his head and looked at Yan Wushuang, his eyes narrowed slightly, but under the pressure of the other party, his face was calm and unwavering.

"How?Xue Qinghan, do you dare to have a try?" Yan Wushuang said, but the name was already called Xue Qinghan's name.

"Don't you dare in the future? It's just that I don't like to do superfluous things, give me a reason. Xue Qinghan said lightly.

The Flame Pupil stared at Xue Qinghan, and Yan Wushuang spoke, "Don't you want to get the pass for the Refiner Guild? As long as you win, I'll give you the identity token of the Refiner Guild." ”

Xue Qinghan looked at Yan Wushuang, could it be that the identity certificate of the Refiner Guild had the reason for the person in front of him before he got it?

"Yes. ”

"Since it's a gamble, then it should be fair, if you lose......"

"Mo Yu, I lost, I will leave the Yan family alone, as for Mo Yu, it depends on her personal wishes, but I am not with her. Xue Qinghan said.

The two looked at each other, one pair of eyes were full of flames, but the other pair of eyes were calm and waveless, like the clear and deep of an ancient well.

"Okay, agreed. ”

"I disagree. A gaze in the shadows in the corner said. But Xue Qinghan directly ignored it, and Yan Wushuang didn't know that the person he wanted to see was here.

In the courtyard, the two of them stood opposite each other, the flames in Yan Wushuang's eyes were about to erupt, staring at Xue Qinghan tightly, the red flames were wrapped around his body, and the blazing aura swept out, and the cultivation of the peak of the Dao God Realm was released to the extreme.

Xue Qinghan stood there casually, the white clothes were windless, the black hair was flying, his eyes were like swords, the swords around his body were ringing, the sword was swirling, the sword intent was circulating, and the sharpness was extremely sharp.

"Let's do it. "Xue Qing cold.

"Please advise!"

As the words fell, endless flames swept through the sky, and the entire space suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and with Yan Wushuang's soft shout, countless flame spears in the sea of fire condensed and formed, and shot overwhelmingly against the snow and cold.

"Qiang~"

There was no sword in his hand, Xue Qinghan's right hand fingers were raised together, the void was fingered, the sound of the sword was clear, the sword light skyrocketed, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, rolling the sky against the sky.

"Boom~"

The aura became violent, and the sword shadows collided with the flame spears, and I saw the sword shadows rushing up to the sky like bamboos, tearing everything apart. The flames were drowning under the long river of sword qi, the spears were crumbling, and the red was replaced by sword light.

Yan Wushuang's eyes froze, his pupils shrank, his attack on the other party was broken so easily, and even as a sword cultivator, he didn't even take out the sword at all, which made him a little frustrated.

And thinking of the admiration in the tone of the girl with the face of an elf when she talked about Xue Qinghan, as well as the brilliance in her eyes, Yan Wushuang was even more jealous.

It was the most outstanding girl he had ever seen, both in appearance and temperament, which made him so attracted by a woman for the first time. But the person in front of you...... He is also a person who has had a reputation for genius since he was a child, and he is still a noble refiner, can he not compare to a peer who has refined such an ugly spiritual weapon?

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a stream of light flowing with a strong aura flew out of Yan Wushuang's body, which was the light emitted by several spiritual weapons. In the light, various forms of spiritual weapons such as swords, spears, pagoda bells, etc., were faintly visible, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Since you look down on the way of refining, as a refiner, I naturally want to defeat you in the way of a refiner. Yan Wushuang said, the spiritual power was injected into the spiritual weapon, and suddenly the refining weapon was full of light, and at the same time, it attacked towards Xue Qinghan.

For Yan Wushuang's actions, Xue Qinghan's gaze did not change for a moment, the blood-colored light on his left hand was swirling, and the sharp and incomparable aura permeated out, and the light of killing was swallowed at his fingertips.

Xue Qinghan stepped out, and walked towards Yan Wushuang slowly, his left hand kept pointing out, and the blood-colored killing light was indestructible, and he went straight to meet the spirit weapons that attacked one after another. The finger spear fell, and the sound of breaking was piercing, which made Yan Wushuang's face even pale.

Looking at the figure of the young man in white who came from the sea of fire like a leisurely stroll, there was only disbelief and incomprehension in his eyes. How could this be? The artifact was so fragile under the other person's fingers that it was as papier-mâché.