Lin Ran saw that Mo Wen's martial arts were so high, and he was not defeated against his master, and his face was a little paler, in the past ten days, Lin Ran had already had a good impression of Mo Wen, and at this moment......

Mo Wen stretched out his hand after standing still: "Senior, I really didn't mean to hide my martial arts, and the junior can swear to the sky." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Luo Yuqiu snorted coldly: "Swear? This fairy has never believed in any oath, even if you say that you break the sky today, I will arrest you." As he spoke, he had another palm, and this palm was more ferocious than the one before him.

Mo Wen knew that he couldn't take it, no matter how he explained it today, Luo Yuqiu wouldn't believe him, he had to find a way to get out first, and then find a chance to explain it in the future, so he carried the internal strength of his whole body to his legs, and when Luo Yuqiu's palm power came to his body, Mo Wen pushed out another palm.

Luo Yuqiu sneered in his heart, you just took it by luck, you still want to take this palm hard?

Unexpectedly, Mo Wen didn't want to take this palm at all, but then Luo Yuqiu's palm force body quickly flew out upside down, and at the same time, his legs kicked hard, the speed was faster, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

As soon as Luo Yuqiu stomped his feet, he was about to chase after him, but Xu Tangsheng suddenly spoke: "Fairy Luo, don't chase it, this person's internal strength is not weak, if you really want to retreat, you can't catch up." ”

In fact, how did a few people know, Mo Wen would not work lightly at all, and when he withdrew, a mouthful of blood spurted out, Luo Yuqiu's palm really made him uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to stay, and he ran out of ten miles in one breath before he dared to stop, but he didn't breathe in time, and the injuries on his body were even more serious.

Mo Wen sighed, found a town store to live in, did not go out for two whole days, the injury only improved slightly, this Luo Yuqiu is so ruthless, if he didn't have a little internal strength to support this palm, I'm afraid he would have died, look at this posture, I can't recover in ten days and a half months.

But now that I finally have some strength, I called the shopkeeper: "Little second brother, can you prepare some food for you." ”

Xiao Er smiled: "Okay, guest officer, wait a minute." ”

After a while, Xiao Er served a few dishes of side dishes, Mo Wen just ate two bites, he felt a discomfort in his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and smiled bitterly, I am afraid that I can only eat some light food these days.

After staying for five days in a row, Mo Wen was well injured, so he checked out and walked out of the inn, and saw a blacksmith shop not far away, Mo Wen said in his heart, he had never taken advantage of the weapon, otherwise he would not have called for help to the tiger at the beginning, but now it is good to be misunderstood that there is no other purpose, thinking of this, Mo Wen walked in.

Seeing a middle-aged man, **** with his upper body striking iron, Mo Wen approached and asked, "Uncle, I want to fight a sword." ”

The middle-aged man didn't raise his head: "There is one on the shelf, you can take a look." ”

Mo asked, why was it so rude to open the door to do business, but he didn't care too much, he searched around the shelf, and almost every sword was weighed in his hand: "Uncle, your iron sword is too light, I want to make it heavier." ”

Only then did the middle-aged man put down the hammer in his hand and raised his head: "Oh?

The question of "this ......" was stumped by Mo Wen, he didn't have much concept of weight at this time, but he felt that the sword on the shelf was not very good in his hand.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, walked into the backyard, and after a while, took out a bunch of broken copper and iron, Mo Wenyi frowned and didn't know what this meant, the middle-aged man said: "These iron rods have different weights, you can give it a try and see which one can be used." ”

Mo Wen suddenly, stepped forward and picked them up one by one, and finally selected one: "Uncle, it's just this weight." ”

The middle-aged man took it and weighed it in his hand: "Well, about eight and a half catties, I know, I don't know if the little brother has any other requirements?"

Mo Wen thought for a while: "No, the sword body should not be too wide, two fingers are enough." ”

"Okay, let's get the sword in seven days. After saying that, he lowered his head and struck the iron again.

Mo Wenyi frowned: "Uncle, I still have to hurry up, this time is ......"

The middle-aged man raised his head impatiently: "This little brother, I asked you if you had any other requirements, and you said that you were two fingers wide, why did you have more requirements now?"

Mo Wen opened his mouth wide, this, is this also a requirement for sword casting, but he was really a little anxious: "Uncle, I'll pay more, and try to trouble as quickly as possible." ”

The middle-aged man pouted: "Come and get it tomorrow afternoon, make a deposit of one tael, and pay another tael for the sword." ”

Mo Wen didn't have much objection to the money, after all, in addition to the silver spent on the store, he still had sixteen or seventy taels left: "Okay, I'll come to get the sword tomorrow afternoon, thank you." ”

In the afternoon of the next day, Mo Wen rushed to the blacksmith shop very early, and when the middle-aged man saw Mo Wen, he immediately put down the work in his hand, took out a long sword from behind him, wrapped it in silk cloth, and handed it to Mo Wen: "The guest officer came at the right time, the sword has just been baked, please take a look." ”

Mo Wen smiled and nodded, tore open the silk cloth, and saw a long sword with a dark body revealed, Mo Wen gently brushed the sword body, and danced a sword flower in his right hand: "Thank you uncle, this is the remaining silver." ”

The workmanship of the long sword was a little rough, but it was okay, at least the weight was still relatively handy, and after paying the silver, he left with the sword.

Without Lin Ran, and without Mu Cai'er who was chattering, he was really a little lonely, and he had never gone out, and he asked many people to ask the direction of Yixing, and he really walked a lot of unjust roads for seven days before he walked to Yancheng, and it happened that it was dark, so he went to live in the city.