Chapter 1190: He's Friend or Foe
Countless thoughts flashed through Ling Chuxi's mind in an instant: What was the purpose of his words? Is it just curiosity, or have you discovered the secret of perceiving the Abyss Sword Spirit? Is this person friend or foe? If you do it, how sure are you of winning?
After feeling it carefully, there was nothing unusual in the Falling Dust Sword, the Cangyuan Sword Spirit should still be asleep, Ling Chuxi was somewhat relieved, so he handed the Falling Dust Sword to Ye Wu.
Now it is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, and Ye Wu's strength is unfathomable, if it is not a last resort, Ling Chuxi will never want to make a move with him.
"Good sword." Ye Wu stroked the Falling Dust Sword carefully and blurted out praise.
"Brother Ye has won the award, it's just an ordinary sword." Ling Chuxi saw his expression, and his heart was settled, looking at it like this, Ye Wu should not have discovered the secret in the Falling Dust Sword.
"The quality of this sword is good, I don't know who forged it, I'll forge it another day." Ye Wuruo asked meaningfully.
"It's just an ordinary weapon shop.,It's also a coincidence.,This sword is said to be an ominous sword.,Whoever bought it was unlucky.,So put it there to prepare for the furnace.,I listened to it interesting.,I wanted to buy it to see who didn't like it and give it to whom.,But I haven't found the right person.,I kept it for myself.。 Ling Chuxi said with a smile.
However, he was more vigilant in his heart, and with the ubiquitous power of the Wind and Smoke Society, he was afraid that his every move in the Ling family would have been clearly investigated, but he still asked knowingly, if he lied, it didn't mean what he wanted to hide.
Ye Wu's curiosity about this dusty sword was obviously not just as simple.
"Huh." Ye Wu also smiled, and then said, "But I think the quality of this sword is pure, someone should have re-refined it, right?" ”
"To tell you the truth, there are just a few descendants of the Gongxi clan around me, and I followed them to learn the art of forging and re-tempered it." Ling Chuxi knew that Lu Dao couldn't hide this from him, so he just dragged out the Gongxi Crazy Sword as a sword card.
"Are you talking about the big men with long knives just now?" Ye Wu asked. There are more people who use knives in this world, and with only a few knives, it is naturally impossible to determine the identity of Miyanishi Crazy Knife and others.
"Well, it's them, please ask Brother Ye to keep this matter secret for me, you must also know the grievances between their Gongxi clan and the major sects, I don't want to get into trouble." Ling Chuxi said earnestly.
"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense about this. I didn't expect Miss Ling to know how to forge the art, if you have time in the future, please forge a few weapons for our Fengyan Society. Ye Wu said, and handed the Falling Dust Sword back to Ling Chuxi's hand.
"As long as Brother Ye speaks, there will be no excuses." Ling Chuxi took the long sword, and the stone in his heart finally fell into place.
"Okay, it's not too early, I still have something urgent to say goodbye." Ye Wu got up and said.
It wasn't until the carriage drove out that Ling Chuxi realized that a thin layer of sweat had been drenched on his back for some time.
It took a long time for Ling Chuxi to calm down.
"Sword Spirit, are you there?" Ling Chuxi calmed down and asked cautiously.
There was a clear silence in his mind, for a long time, there was no response, and it seemed that the Cangyuan Sword Spirit was still asleep.
Thinking back to the void and majestic figure in the sky just now, if it feels right, it is likely to be related to the seven remnants of the Cangyuan Sword, so the Falling Dust Sword will make that clear sound. The ancient ruins of Qianzhong Ridge have made countless masters fight for life and death, and even the treasure of the same clan, is it one of the seven remnants of the Cangyuan Sword? It's very likely.