At noon, the three of them gathered in front of the rattan table to talk and laugh.

The attic is quiet, and the middle-aged and elderly people are leaning on the chaise longue, their hands inserted behind their heads. The old man in the fake sleep was infected by the laughter, opened his eyes slightly, and listened to the laughter of the three with his mouth crossed.

The three of them chatted casually, casually talking about Yi Tianyun's long sword. The long sword leaned against the table, since the old man passed the sword to Yi Tianyun, this glass sword and Yi Tianyun can be said to be inseparable, whether it is eating or resting, you can always see the trace of the long sword.

Yin Qiaoxin slipped from the chair to the side of the long sword, leaned down and took a closer look at Yi Tianyun's baby. The little girl tilted her head, her translucent eyes moved along with the lines on the scabbard, and the two of them both smiled dumbly when they saw it, Yi Tianyun helped the girl up, and took the long sword with the other hand.

The long sword was unsheathed, overflowing, and the glass long sword swayed in the eyes of the three people, even if they had seen it before, it did not affect the eyes of the two girls to be quickly attracted.

The little girl stretched out her delicate fingers and lightly touched the spine of the sword, and the next moment a cold touch came, and the little girl touched the hilt of the sword with great interest.

Seeing this, Yin Qiaohui got up and walked to the girl's side, hugged the girl and reminded softly, "The sword blade will hurt you." ”

When the girl heard this, she withdrew her hand, but her eyes were still staring at the glass sword body, and she seemed to be unsatisfied.

Yi Tianyun smiled and picked up the long sword, pressed his thumb on the blade and slowly wiped it, and then put the intact thumb in front of the two of them.

"This sword is blunt unopened, don't worry. ”

After saying that, he put the sword back on the table, and put his hands on his knees, signaling that the little girl could continue to enjoy it.

The little girl happily stroked the long sword, the glass sword body was crystal clear, and Rao is Yin Qiaohui couldn't help poking the blade.

Yi Tianyun stared at the blade of the sword, sat down and recited "Handing the Sword Technique", the sword recipe was jerky and awkward, and Yi Tianyun, who was memorized by heart, slowly said it, and it clearly floated into the ears of the two.

After the two put down their long swords, Yin Qiaohui turned her head and asked, "I heard that many people will name their weapons, have you named them?"

Yi Tianyun raised his eyebrows and hesitated.

"I haven't thought about it yet, but I've been thinking about it since Master gave it to me. ”

The little girl heard her arms raised high and shook in front of the two of them. "Then I'll give it a... It's called halva, okay?"

The girl's eyes flashed, and she gestured with her hands and said, "The halva is the best, sweet...... If this sword is called halva, in the future, Brother Tianyun will think of halva when he goes out with a sword, and when he thinks of halva, he will think of me. ”

The little girl's face was red, her eyelashes fluttered and she looked at Yi Tianyun, quietly watching Yi Tianyun's reaction.

The hands that tugged at the sleeves were picked up by Yi Tianyun, and Yi Tianyun's eyes were indulgent and did not answer.

The girl's hanging pear vortex was shallow, her face was a little gloomy, and she looked down at her hands. "Brother Tianyun doesn't think it sounds good, or Qiaoxin will think about it again....."

"No, I was just wondering how you came up with such a good name... From today onwards, this sword will be called halva. ”

"Really?!" the girl asked, looking up happily. Yi Tianyun's words were gentle, and he repeated it as a basis.

"From this day forward, this sword will be called halva, and if anyone asks in the future, I will tell him the name halva. ”

The girl shook her arms happily and shook Yi Tianyun's sleeves, and Yin Qiaohui looked helplessly at the laughing two.

"That is, your brother Tianyun is so good to you. ”

The girl pretended to be deaf and ran to fiddle with the sword. And Yi Tianyun said seriously: "The name halva is very good, much better than the few I drafted before." ”

"What names did you think of before?"

"One is Daifuku, one is rice cakes, and the other is..."

Watching Yi Tianyun tell those outrageous names with his fingers, Yin Qiaohui didn't debunk his nonsense, just laughed.

"Then if you have another sword from now on, you can call it Cloud Pavilion. ”

"Why is it called Cloud Pavilion?"

"Because when you think of Cloud Pavilion, you can think of two little fools here. Yin Qiaoxin smiled, looked at Yi Tianyun who was at a loss, and found that the calm young man still had such a naïve side, the more he thought about it, the more funny he became, covering his mouth and looking at Yi Tianyun.

Yi Tianyun was pleasant, and did not refute against his chin.

"But I don't know why the sword that Master gave me didn't open, is it afraid that I will hurt myself..."

Regarding the blunt long sword, Yi Tianyun was also quite puzzled.