Chapter 40: Let Her Eat
The stream is babbling and goes down the mountain.
Zhao Shuang sat by the river, holding a boom in his hand, and the prey he had just shot down on the side.
"Ji Wuye's subordinates are plundering beautiful women everywhere in Weidi and looting people's wealth."
The crow brought back the news he had detected, and there was no expression on his face. In fact, for this new master, Mo Crow and Bai Feng are still very unfamiliar.
"Looking at Ji Wuye's appearance, it doesn't look like he wants to get a piece of my pie!"
There was a ripple disturbance on the surface of the water, but Zhao Shuang let the fishing line swing without any movement.
"The fish is hooked, won't you pull it up?"
Mo Crow glanced at Zhao Shuang and asked.
"Even if the fish has been hooked, it depends on whether I am in the mood to collect it."
Zhao Shuang smiled, let go of his hand, and the fishing rod was dragged into the river along the current.
"Mo Crow, do you think that Ji Wuye has plundered everywhere, but only left me the richest place in the country, what kind of fish do you expect me to catch from it?"
"Ji Wuye's kindness?"
The crow smiled, seemingly disdainful.
"It seems that Ji Wuye doesn't know much about the thoughts of his subordinates."
The crow's eyes changed, and the meaning was profound.
"I'm your subordinate now."
Zhao Shuang waved his hand and didn't care.
Continue to stare at Ji Wuye's men. Also, there is one more important thing. ”
"What?"
Mo Crow stopped, not knowing what Zhao Shuang was going to do?
"Help me get the grill ready before I go."
“........”
It was nearly noon.
Zhao Shuang was playing roasted wild boar on the grill.
The golden luster was oily and fragrant, and when the wind blew, it drifted far away.
"It smells so good!"
At this moment, a soft voice came.
A woman walked out of the mountains and forests on the side with a bundle of firewood on her back, sniffing around, and finally fixed her eyes on Zhao Shuang.
Then, following the wind, the girl floated over, blinking with a pair of big eyes, and Zhao Shuang was a little embarrassed.
"Why don't you have something together?"
"Then you're welcome."
The girl is very beautiful, and she still has some baby fat on her face, and she is not very dressed, but she has an outstanding temperament.
But this appearance, Zhao Shuang really didn't dare to compliment.
The woman took a piece of pork and nibbled on the spot, not forgetting to ask.
"What's your name and what are you doing in this place where birds don't?"
"My name is Zhao Shuang."
"You are Zhao Shuang, the Zhao general who killed the vanguard of the five thousand Qin army?"
The woman forgot to nibble on pork for a while, and looked at the little fat man in front of her with a look of surprise.
Am I that famous now?
"No, either."
Zhao Shuang's heart was a little proud, but then he listened to the woman's words, and his face changed.
"The people nearby are all preaching, saying that this Zhao general Kong is powerful, handsome and chic, and he can defeat the Qin army, and no one can stop him. I didn't expect it to be such an ordinary little fat man. ”
“......”
"Ahh I've eaten so much of your lunch. ”
The girl sensed something, and her face showed apologies.
"It's okay, I can still bake it, you can eat it all!"
The girl waved her hand with a look of rejection.
"I used to be a good eater, and I was prone to gaining weight. But since I had a lover, I paid attention to keeping in shape. I'm afraid he won't like it. ”
Inamorato? Easy to get fat? Gluttonous?
A smile appeared on Zhao Shuang's face.
"That's not right!"
"What's wrong?"
The woman's face showed doubt, and her innocent face seemed to be a little incomprehensible.
"First of all, do you think your lover has a crush on your looks, or does he like your heart?"
"Probably from the heart!"
The woman whispered.
"In that case, what do you think your lover will choose between your heart and your appearance?"
"It should still be in the heart!"
"That's right, if your lover can't stand his sweetheart getting fat, does that really love you? I can't stand a little bit of fat, but I can still accompany you through my life? Then he must not be a good man. ”
"That seems to make sense."
"True love is beautiful and pure, and it should be able to cross the boundaries of time and space, even if the sea is dry and rotten, it will not change a little, and it will not be affected at all because of weight."
Zhao Shuang nodded, and brought up the plate that the woman had put down.
"Eat with confidence!
"Then I'll eat a little more."
The woman smiled, took the plate, and in a few moments ate the remaining pork.
And a hiccup!
The woman ate the whole hind leg with a happy smile on her face.
"You're so nice."
"I'm notoriously empathetic and generous, and everyone knows that."
The woman looked at the sky, and it was a little early. Stood up and carried the bundle of firewood on his back, ready to leave.
"Thank you for your hospitality today."
"I'll probably be here for a few months, come over if you have time, I'll entertain you."
"Okay!"
The woman left a beautiful smile, waved her hand, and said goodbye to Zhao Shuang.
......
Organ City.
"Ahh Ahh ”
Qin Wuyang looked at Jing Ke on the side a little strangely and asked.
"What's wrong with you?"
Jing Ke shrank and looked around, not knowing where a cold wind came out.
"I don't know why, it feels a little cold."
"Cold?"
Qin Wuyang looked at Jing Ke's expression, as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.
The huge furnace was burning, and the entire refining workshop was reflected red, and the heat was steaming, as if it were in the crater.
"Don't look at me like that, I don't know what's wrong, I feel a sudden chill rushing over."
At this moment, in the largest furnace of the refining workshop, a dragon roar sounded.
The six-fingered black man opened his eyes, and his eyes were much more serious than before.
"This dragon-slaying sword has finally been born."
As the sound of this dragon roar spread, the mountains and rocks shook, and a strong murderous aura overflowed.
Even before the door of the sword furnace was opened, this murderous aura was so strong that it was terrifying.
The door of the furnace opened, and the swordsmith tried to control the sword, but was burned by the fire attached to it.
Even the person who made this sword can't really control this powerful dragon-slaying sword.
The sword was stuck in the ground, trembling slightly.
The sword intent pointed, but it made the six-fingered black man turn his head and think thoughtfully.
Jing Ke suddenly accepted everyone's gaze, and he couldn't bear it.
"What are you looking at me for?"
The six-fingered black man looked at Jing Ke, and there was a bit of unpredictability in his voice.
"It seems that this sword has chosen its owner."
Jing Ke walked over and drew the sword.
To everyone's surprise, the sword was very submissive.
Jing Ke easily took control of this fierce sword, and was wielding it with it, trying out the swordsmanship he had learned.
The six-fingered black man looked at it in his eyes and shook his head imperceptibly, I don't know what this scene means to Jing Ke and the Mo family?