"Huh." Ye Shuang thought he was joking, so he pretended to laugh twice and said, "It's not funny at all." ”

Yang Kang still said with a straight face: "When I become a big hero, I will accept you as a junior brother and take you to punish the evil and eliminate the traitor." ”

Ye Shuang said disapprerovingly: "Hmph, let's talk about it when you become a hero." ”

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Yang Kang didn't say anything more.

When I returned to the tofu shop, it was already the third day of the day, and the blacksmith shop next door had already opened.

Ye Shuang remembered the matter of forging a sword, so he said, "Ah Kang, you go back first, I'll go to the blacksmith shop to have a look." ”

Without waiting for Yang Kang to reply, Ye Shuang ran away with a gust of wind.

Yang Kang smiled helplessly, so he had to let him go.

Ye Shuang walked to the blacksmith shop.

The shop was very messy, all kinds of iron and iron materials were mixed together, and the furnace in the middle was burning with a raging fire, but the blacksmith was nowhere to be seen.

"Is anyone there?" Ye Shuang shouted.

"It's coming!" A deep male voice sounded in the inner room, followed by a series of tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk, as if something was constantly tapping on the ground.

Ye Shuang looked towards the place where the voice sounded, and saw a young man on crutches walking slowly out of the inner room, and he couldn't help but be taken aback.

The young man looked to be in his early twenties, and his face was swarthy but very handsome, because he had been scorched by the furnace for many years, and his figure was slightly clumsy because he was on crutches, but it was still evident that if he could straighten up, his figure would be very upright.

If he had seen him elsewhere, Ye Shuang would have thought that he would be the son of a family, and he was lame because of some misfortune, but he never imagined that he was actually a blacksmith.

The blacksmith walked to Ye Shuang, only then did he raise his head and ask indifferently: "The guest officer wants to ......"

After only saying these three words, the blacksmith paused suddenly, and a pair of starry eyes stared at Ye Shuang's face, full of shock and stunned.

Ye Shuang was taken aback by his strong gaze, and unconsciously took a step back and said, "What...... What's wrong? Do I have dirt on my face? ”

As he spoke, the consternation in the blacksmith's eyes had all turned into the anger of the burning sky, and he suddenly shouted violently, and immediately waved the iron crutch and smashed straight towards Ye Shuang's front door, making a fierce move, which was to kill him!

Thanks to Ye Shuang's cleverness, he quickly bent down and leaned back, and with another tilt of his head, the iron crutch grazed his cheek and flew over. Even so, Ye Shuang's face was still cut by the thin thorns raised on the iron crutch, and blood gushed out.

Ye Shuang didn't care about this, kicked back with his right foot, and his body flew out like an arrow from the string, landing in the middle of the long street, and immediately shouted for help: "Akang!" Save me! ”

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Kang rushed out of the tofu shop, only to see Ye Shuang's left face covered with blood, and the wolf was standing on the street.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Kang had already flown in front of Ye Shuang, and said urgently: "Shuang'er......"

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Shuang saw that the blacksmith had rushed out of the blacksmith shop, describing him as crazy and terrifying, and hurriedly shouted at Yang Kang: "Behind you! ”

Yang Kang Huoran turned around, and saw the blacksmith rushing towards him, and a snow-white flying knife suddenly popped out of the raised iron crutch, shooting straight towards Ye Shuang!

Yang Kang didn't move, and before Ye Shuang could see how he moved, the flying knife was already between his two fingers, and it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

If it weren't for the fact that the shape was dangerous at this moment, Ye Shuang would really want to applaud him.

Another flying knife flew next, and in an instant, it was also caught between Yang Kang's fingers, and then he turned his hand and threw it, and the two flying knives shot towards the blacksmith not far away.

The blacksmith raised his crutch to block, and the throwing knife slammed into the crutch with a piercing crashing sound.

Before he could fall to the ground, he was kicked in the chest.

The kick was so heavy that the blacksmith's blood surged up, and his throat was sweet, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew out and slammed to the ground. His legs were broken, and his crutches were gone, and the fall was difficult to get up again.

Yang Kang picked up an iron crutch from the ground, calmly came to the blacksmith and stood still, looked at him condescendingly, and pressed the tip of the iron crutch against his throat.

"Akang! No! Ye Shuang hurriedly rushed over and grabbed Yang Kang's arm, "Don't hurt him." ”

Yang Kang saw that the blood on his face had already meandered into his neck, his eyes were dyed with blood, and his face was terrifyingly cold.

Ye Shuang called him in a low voice: "Akang......"

Yang Kang was silent for a moment, and finally threw away the iron crutch in his hand.

The blacksmith straightened up with difficulty, his hands on the ground, prostrate himself backwards, and leaned his body against the steps in front of the blacksmith's shop, his chest rising and falling violently.

Yang Kang didn't say a word, he picked up Ye Shuang and was about to leave, but Ye Shuang stood still, "Ah Kang, what are you doing?" ”

Yang Kang looked back at him, "Heal the wound." ”

Ye Shuang said: "It's just a small cut, it's not in the way, I have something to ask him." ”

"No, I'll ask after I've healed my injuries." Yang Kang is very persistent.

Ye Shuang begged softly: "Akang ......"

Yang Kang simply picked him up and walked with his feet up.

Ye Shuang fluttered in his arms, lowered his voice and shouted, "Hey! What are you doing?! What kind of scoundrel are you playing in this blue sky and white day! Put me down! Yang Kang! I'm going to be mad if you do this again! ”

Yang Kang didn't say a word, just hugged him tighter.

Ye Shuang was so embarrassed to see that passers-by were pointing at them, so she had to bury her face in Yang Kang's arms and become an ostrich, "Dead Akang!" I hate you to death! ”

Yang Kang carried him to a medical clinic on West Street.

Mr. helped Ye Shuang clean the wound, and Yang Kang stood by the side.

"Does it hurt?" Yang Kang asked.

"It doesn't hurt." Ye Shuang said without thinking. But it's actually a little painful.

Ye Shuang disliked him, "Hey, you go over there, it's in the way." ”

Yang Kang moved half a step to the side.

After cleaning the wound, I applied medicine again, wrapped it in a muslin cloth, and it was all right.

Ye Shuang was worried about the blacksmith in his heart, paid the money, and hurried back.

Yang Kang followed him closely, and then he remembered to ask the reason, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"I don't know. When I entered the shop, before I could say a word, he came and beat me with a cane. Ye Shuang was also confused, paused, and said: "Did I offend him by drinking too much that day, but I don't remember?" ”

Yang Kang shook his head, "No." ”

"That's really evil." Ye Shuang Road.

Yang Kang said: "Go back and ask." ”

Ye Shuang said angrily: "I was going to ask him just now, why did you drag me to treat what kind of Laoshzi injury." ”

Yang Kang said: "Your injuries are more important than anything else. ”

Ye Shuang's heart was warm and she no longer answered.