Ye Feng stopped and stepped into a blacksmith shop in the west of the city, curious, just an inexplicable curiosity.

When the wind blows, the willow moves his waist.

The wind stopped, and even a trace of grass raised his eyebrows and straightened his waist.

"......" Ye Feng stopped silently, hesitated, and kept walking.

Staring at the sword tempered in the huge fire pit, he was a little stunned.

Finally she exhaled and swallowed a mouthful of old blood.

"What's the matter, girl?" Blacksmith Lao Li asked.

"That'...... Can you give me this sword? ”

"It's half burned, can you still use it?"

"Yes, yes." Ye Feng stopped, and his eyes were full of tears.

"Okay, for the sake of seeing that you like this sword so much, I'll give it to you." Blacksmith Lao Li can't stand the soft, weak, and delicate appearance of a woman the most.

True, Ye Fengzhi himself also fell to the ground with goosebumps.

"Give it to me!"

"You're real gold—aren't you afraid of fire?" Lao Li quipped.

Ye Feng stopped wiping away his tears, and with a flick of his sleeves, he was overjoyed.

She could really have this jade sword again.

"No." Suddenly, an immortal stepped in from outside the house again, standing in front of Ye Feng's eyes like an immortal mountain.

She glanced at it, but before she could fully see it, he was the only one who could have such a burly figure, radiant look, and handsome appearance - Wu Wuqing.

Ye Feng turned his head suddenly, lowered his voice, and deliberately blurred his color: "Boss, forget it, I don't want it."

"Let it be given to this son!"

"Who...... Say I want it? Wu Wuqing interrupted, and immediately blocked Ye Feng's way to stop.

Ye Feng stopped and stumbled, and was just about to fall into the fire pit, Wu Wuqing urgently stretched out a hand, and immediately reversed her with a twisting momentum.

Ye Feng's eyelids jumped and jumped, and then he breathed a sigh of relief in a dumb surprise.

There was just a scene, and she really didn't have time to react, but fortunately, Wu Wuqing quickly saved her.

"You were so careless...... As always, as always. Wu Wuqing obviously said this without any emotion, but for Ye Fengzhi, there was an inexplicable ambiguity.

What's more, Wu Wuqing's pair of eyes themselves have a loving vein, a deep artistic conception, far-reaching and long.

His words, like a piccolo playing, slowly blew into her heart, cutting through the frost and ice.

"Wu Wuqing......" Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he had been holding his waist in such an intimate posture, and he had also discovered her true face.

"How are you?" He let go of her, and his expression couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Hmm." Ye Feng stopped answering, turned around and was about to break away from his body.

"Take care of yourself." Wu Wuqing turned her back and said this to her.

The wind is cold, but the temperature of this sentence is warm and hot, as beautiful as the bright spring.

Ye Feng stopped walking about a dozen steps and turned back again.

Indeed, she is good, everyone probably cares about her face!

Her face is exactly the same, and it is indeed more bright and moving, and she is loved.

But...... Who knows the wounds in her heart, the scars in her heart, and the pain of her heart?

"Wu Wuqing......" Ye Feng stopped and entered the blacksmith shop again.

"You're here again?" Wu Wuqing asked, his deep gaze suppressed a hint of heat.

"I'm here to get this sword." Ye Feng stopped and said, in an extremely firm and affirmative tone.

Wu Wuqing shot straight at him with an extremely fierce gaze and said, "Don't give it."

"This ...... It was mine. Ye Fengzhi was anxious, his heart was hanging in his throat, and his hand was clenched to the thin clothes in front of him.

A curtain blows, and the apricot eyes are frosty.

He still won't give ......

It stayed there all the time, and his body didn't move, seeing that Qiongyu was about to turn into a puddle of pus.

"So be it!" Wu Wuqing said suddenly.

He couldn't bear to look at ...... She was about to burst into tears.

In addition to coming out, there will be people who maliciously spread rumors that he is bullying a weak woman?

However, he kept talking to her, but his eyes kept his back to her, and he stared intently into the fire pit next to him.

Her heart was struck, a desolate snubbing.

He must have done it on purpose......

Because of this, there must be a gap in the hearts of the two people.

"Teach the little milk bag."

"Little milk bag?" Ye Feng stopped and turned suddenly, pulling his head and glancing at anyone beside him.

But no one was found.

This...... Who is the little milk bag?

Little milk bag, little milk bag, this name seems to have been heard again, why is it so familiar?

"She is the only daughter of Jian Nanxia, you must teach her well."

"Some time ago, all the masters who came were powerless."

"So...... So, what can I do if I'm a weak woman? Ye Fengzhu suddenly raised his leg and reached the front of Wu Wuqing's tall figure. Literature Great

A dark and cool ink shadow pressed down, and her breathing was about to stop.

I didn't expect ...... At this moment, she even had a moment of blushing.

What a big man?

Ye Feng stopped coughing, he met her gaze, the distance between the two people was only a stone's throw away, and the distance between the heart and the heart was about the distance of only one head.

"You say...... Is it okay to say yes? "Wu Wuqing said.

"Even if it's a weak woman...... Didn't Bao Ji capture the heart of King Zhou You, and didn't Da Ji win the trust of King Shang? ”

The sudden words made Ye Feng inexplicably stunned.

Is this something for her?

Before and after, there is a half-dime causal relationship?

"But I'm neither the king of Zhou You, nor the king of business."

Ye Feng stopped and didn't know what he meant.

He didn't have the richness and ambition of these two generations of kings – but he was completely overturned.

Ye Fengzhu finally understood the meaning of his words.

He was blaming her, blaming her for falling in love with someone else, and for hurting his heart all over the place.

He didn't continue, but she longed for him to continue to uncover the mystery......

But he didn't say a word, he didn't spit out.

She had no expectations.

Seeing Qiongyu's disillusionment, Ye Feng's heart became more and more sad.

When there are no tears, when should there be tears?

"That's it......" replied Wu Wuqing, "and what does any retention I make count as anything in your eyes......

"You have destroyed my sword." Ye Feng stopped and said sonorously.

"I'll give it back to you." Wu Wuqing said, looking at her suddenly.

"You...... What do you mean, what is dead, what is destroyed, can it be returned? Ye Feng stopped and struck her heart, her temper was much more irritable than before.

"My Qiongyu Sword, it is...... My master gave it to me, why did you destroy it with your own hands? Ye Feng stopped shedding a tear desolately, and in the end it became his own monologue and elaboration, boiling hot in his eyes, fluctuating without a trace.

"It was the ...... that Master gave you," Wu Wuqing muttered to herself, lowered her head and eyebrows.

Originally, he didn't know that it was her Qiongyu sword, and when he saw that someone else had thrown it to the blacksmith shop, it looked good, and he planned to recast it.

"I don't know." Wu Wuqing replied.

Ye Feng got up suddenly, his squatting legs were a little numb, and it took a lot of effort to finally stand firm.

"You don't know, you don't know......" Ye Feng stopped his words and said sonorously, his voice trembling.

How could he not know......

"I forgot." Wu Wuqing threw this short and clear sentence out of his mouth.

After all, there were other people who had been with her longer than him.

"I've been with you all the time, you ......" Ye Feng stopped silent, swallowing back the words he wanted to say.

Wu Wuqing was silent.

Naturally, there was a scene in his mind that once again revealed the deep scars in his heart.

If it were the same Ye Fengzhu a year ago, in the face of such a scene, a sword was burned, she would definitely not be like a shrew like she is now, but turn her head and leave, endure the sadness alone, and endure the calm for a while, it's just a trivial matter.

However, today, she uses this hard shell to hide the loneliness and weakness in her heart.

She didn't want to, didn't want to ...... Go back to the cowardly and incompetent Ye Fengzhi at the beginning.

In the face of such a precious thing, it was a treasure given to her by Master Yuanmei, how could she give it to others? Let Qiongyu be so destroyed?

But she still softened her heart, losing a handful of Qiongyu, and without Wu Wuqing, the struggle in her heart was even more painful.

"Since that's all the way...... Ye Feng stopped, his stubborn voice and tone under the paralysis came out, and the limbs of his fingers and feet also drooped down.

However, her heart was heavy, and she endured alone, and no one knew what that Qiongyu meant to her.

It is not only a sword, but also the backbone of her faith.

"Forget it, what if you destroy my sword?" Ye Fengzhu bears the weight of the falling sky alone, as if the sky and the earth are gray, and the heavens don't even leave her with the last thing.

"I didn't forget it." Wu Wuqing said, and her condensed brows disappeared suddenly.

"Blacksmith Lee, recast this sword according to the original model."

"How can he remember what it was?"

"Even if he remembers, how will he know ......"

"How do you make it exactly the same, right?" Wu Wuqing interrupted her, and suddenly met her surprised eyes, the woman's eyes in front of her were a little moist and red, as if she had been bullied for a while, inexplicably making people feel a little bit of cuteness.

"What if...... You don't re-turn this sword into ...... If you change back to your original appearance, I will settle accounts with the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!" As soon as Ye Feng stopped speaking, he pulled his head, covered his small chest with his hand, and his heart hurt angrily.

Wu Wuqing couldn't help but show a hint of disbelief, how could he not remember that Ye Fengzhu would be such a shrew?

"Are you Ye Fengzhu?" Wu Wuqing said in surprise.

"Why am I not...... Ye Feng stopped circulating.

Won't it ...... The man in front of her has been fooling her and playing tricks on her!

Deliberately embarrassing her......

"The time has come for you to witness the miracle, just wait and see!" Wu Wuqing lowered his head and whispered to Lao Li, Ye Fengzhi on the side looked confused, and he didn't know why.

Simply, Ye Feng stopped and breathed out.

When I came back, I saw what tricks and tricks they were playing.