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Pang De leaned on the grass, looked at Zhang Xiu's proud back, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile:

"Three days later... A certain family will kill you. ”

The soldier on guard respectfully sent Zhang Xiu, heard Pound's words, and laughed:

"This General Zhang is a character who has tamed the gods, you better think about how you have to beg for mercy to survive after you lose."

How could Pound be as knowledgeable as him, and shouted:

"A certain family is hungry! Don't go get me something to eat! ”

The soldier's face darkened, he had never seen such a captive climbing along the pole, but thinking of Zhang Xiu's advice, he went out of the tent to explain a few words to the other people, and went to fetch food for the master in the tent.

This gossip has the most special charm, and the news of the decisive battle between General Zhang's prisoners of war and the three days later soon spread throughout the racecourse.

To say that Pang De still has a good reputation in Liangzhou, those original herdsmen because they have been under the rule of Ma Teng for a long time, they all know Pang De's bravery, and after several trade-offs in their hearts, no one dares to say the victory or defeat of the two. The soldiers from Chang'an knew Pound's name because he was firmly locked in the tent as a prisoner, and as a first impression, they all despised Pound, and when they heard the herdsmen's praise, they would feel exaggerated. So the most heard sentence in the horse farm during this period is,

"Don't believe us, make a bet!"

The three-day appointment passed in a flash.

But let's put the suspense of the competition aside first, and take a look at the three Lin Li who have already arrived in Chang'an.

Lin Li and Shi A hurried back to Chang'an because they were worried about their sword in Chang'an, and when Cai Yan, who had been tired of traveling and driving, was sent back to the mansion, the two of them rushed directly to the forging field without stopping.

It was still the familiar heat, but the fire in their hearts was much hotter than this furnace.

Zhong Xuan knew the thoughts of the two of them, and after welcoming them into the mansion, he sent someone to invite Jiang Feng and the two swords.

The man with black hair and black eyes, black clothes and black shoes, holding a sword box in his left and right hands, his eyes were a little tired, but more of a pride that arose from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Li and the others stood up immediately, Shi Ah rubbed his hands, like children about to get the long-awaited gift, looking forward to becoming a reality, and even a little overwhelmed.

The two sword boxes looked like they were of average size, and they were both black lacquered boxes made of high-quality agarwood.

Lin Li saw that Jiang Feng didn't mean to identify it, and asked in amazement:

"My Zhan Lu sword, in which box? This one on the left hand? ”

Jiang Feng nodded and shook his head again.

Lin Li suddenly narrowed his eyes, his gaze was not good, if this Jiang Feng thought that he could see no one by casting a few swords for himself, he would inevitably overestimate the weight in his heart.

Jiang Feng suddenly knelt down, lifted the two sword boxes weighing nearly 100 catties with both hands above his head, and said in a deep voice:

"The Lord is angry. It's not that the villain is proud of his achievements, but he is really a god soldier, and he will have a sense of the Lord of Destiny in the dark. If the lord can identify the divine weapon with his own qi, then when he uses it in the future, whether it is a fit or a smooth mind, it will be of great benefit. And if the identification is wrong, then the spirit of the divine soldier dies prematurely, and the power in the future will be lost. ”

This is so mysterious, Lin Li opened his mouth wide, and looked left and right suspiciously, even Shi A was also stunned, but he was a person who worshiped swordsmanship, and he closed his eyes in disbelief, and the cultivation qi in his body was stirring around, and it seemed that he really relied on what Jiang Feng said, and began to sense.

In this Lin Li's heart, it was as if he had been trampled by countless grass and mud horses.

There are two swords, and if Shi Ah senses his Tai'a sword, the remaining one will be my Zhanlu.

What a great idea.

Lin Li smiled on his face, looked at Shi Ah who closed his eyes, and thought proudly.

But... Why not give it a try?

Lin Li looked at the sacred expressions on Jiang Feng and Shi A's faces, he was infected, waved his sleeves, and closed his eyes in the same way.

Since that day Wang Yue's qi was opened, Lin Li's cultivation of his own qi has never stopped.

Although he has become a traverser, the hardships and difficulties along the way for more than a year have made him less of the assumption that others think that the world is the protagonist of the destiny revolving around him, but he has the diligence to know his own shortcomings.

As early as the time of the mediocrity, his life was quite self-disciplined. The morning exercise that has not fallen all day, as well as the humble advice and advice in government affairs and strategy, are the basis for his survival and laying a huge territory.

Lin Li closed his eyes, and after a few breaths, the air flow in his body swirled, and he fell into darkness. Every picture of the past year flashed in front of me like a marquee.

On the day of the first arrival, the conversation with the civil officials, and later the appearance of the handmaidens out of thin air...

Then on the afternoon of the Shangyong military camp, I was crazy with joy when I saw Liu Rui, and I had the confidence to strengthen the army...

The snow white in the bandit village, the blue and red of the flames, the dark red of the blood on the walls...

The tip of the spear in the forest, the snow-white and desolate sword light, the arrows that cover the sky and the sun...

I have been lost, proud, angry, laughing, hating, loving (?) ）。

The forest of countless phantoms gradually became clear, and they gradually stood still, and the ink-like darkness that served as the background gradually thinned, and brilliant colors invaded from the corners, dyeing those figures golden.

"The emperor is always benevolent, and the people cannot be bullied."

Lin Li opened his eyes and affirmed:

"It's on the left, and in the box on the left is my sword."

Because he had closed his eyes for too long, he suddenly opened them and couldn't see clearly, but Lin Li had never been so confident and affirmative.

When he saw it clearly, he realized that Shi Ah was no longer by his side, and he was holding a broadsword in the distance. And Jiang Feng in front of him, still kneeling, his hands were also raised respectfully, but only there was a sword box on his left hand.

Jiang Feng heard the two lines of poetry blurted out by Lin Li, slowly stood upright, and said:

"The lord should still remember that when the villain met with the lord that day, he said that the lord had the spirit of a benevolent and righteous king, so he recommended him with Zhan Lu Jian. But just after listening to the lord's words, the villain was terrified and found that he had lost his eyesight. Although this Zhan Lu is the sword of benevolence, it is only a king's sword, not worthy of the emperor's royal spirit. Thinking about it, only the rumored Xuanyuan Xia Yu sword may be matched. ”

Lin Li laughed, patted him lightly on the shoulder, took the sword box, and said loudly:

"What you say may be true, but this sword is my Xuanyuan sword."

Gently open the sword box, a vast golden light flashed in the gray box, and Lin Li has now had the ability to withstand the five-mao special effect, regardless of the golden light that looks very high, and looks at the Zhan Lu sword in the box.

About three feet long, the sword body is elegantly thin and slender, and under the touch, it should not be an iron and steel thing, but like a copper and tin forging. The whole body is pitch black, and there is no slightest interface gap, which is natural.

There is no way, the sword is abandoned, and the country is ruined.

Picking the English of hardware, getting the essence of the sun, coming out of the gods, and serving the mighty.

This is called Zhanlu.