Sword Forge City, a blacksmith shop in the west of the city.

A stout man was forging a sword, and the hammer in his hand struck the red blade of the sword, making the sound of gold and iron clashing.

A one-armed old man sat on a wicker chair, holding a large pu fan in his left hand, seemingly fanning the wind leisurely, but his brows were frowned, and he didn't seem to be in a very beautiful mood.

He stood up and slapped the back of the stout man's head hard, but his hands were covered in sweat, and he tried to wipe it off the man's cloth in disgust, only to find that his cloth was also soaked.

The one-armed old man put his hand behind his back, and with a slight wave, the sweat stains dissipated cleanly.

He frowned and said impatiently: "I feel that you are knocking wrong when I hear this voice!" ”

The strong man touched the back of his head and smiled silly.

"Useless things, look at it, and I'll show you one more at the end." The one-armed old man took the hammer and began to teach the strong man.

A scrawny old man with gray hair, picked up a hammer and danced vigorously.

This is in Sword Forge City...... It's really not a strange thing.

Suddenly, the one-armed old man suddenly stopped moving.

Because the sound of "Where is Xizhou Sword Cultivation" spread throughout the city and also into his ears.

His frowning brow instantly furrowed.

The strong man looked at this scene, but he couldn't help but clench his fists, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything.

The old man glanced at him and said angrily: "Useless things, you can say whatever you want." ”

"Master......" the strong man spoke.

The one-armed old man immediately glared at him and said, "How many times have you said it, you are an apprentice, and the old man is not your master!" If there is a fart, let it go. ”

The strong man touched the back of his head and said, "You...... You're not any ordinary person, are you? ”

The one-armed old man snorted, not denying it.

The strong man looked at him and continued, "You...... Are you leaving? ”

The one-armed old man did not reply, but raised his left hand and grabbed it into the room.

A kick on the table in the room cracked, and a very thin sword fell into his left hand.

In this situation, there is no need for him to say more.

The strong man looked at all this, and his voice trembled a little: "This voice ...... What do you call to do? ”

"It's just killing." The one-armed old man glanced down at the long sword in his hand, and the breeze blew the white hair of his sideburns.

The strong man looked at him, and he wanted to speak and stopped.

The one-armed old man said angrily: "Something that has no interest, you want to ask me, is there any danger, will it be dead?" ”

The strong man swallowed his saliva and nodded innocently.

The old man held the long sword in his hand and sighed lightly, "Maybe." ”

"Then can you ......" Before the strong man finished speaking, his head was knocked out by the scabbard.

"Shut up the old man! Noisy! The one-armed old man said.

He looked at the strong man, impatiently took out a wooden card from his bosom and threw it on the table.

"Aren't you fools envious of those sword cultivators who fly with edgeworth? After the old man leaves, you take this sign and go to the foot of Wanjian Mountain, and someone will pick you up. ”

With that, his figure vanished.

In the empty blacksmith shop, only one sentence remained.

"The old man allows you to claim to be a disciple of my Chu Beihan!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the sword resounded through the heavens and the earth.

One-armed old man, sword drawn from sheath!

In the blacksmith shop, the only strong man was left on his knees, and the nearly two-meter-old man whimpered and couldn't cry.

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In the east of the Sword Casting City, there is a small courtyard.

An old man in a white robe, with meticulously combed hair and blind eyes, knocked on the wooden door.

With his left hand behind his back, he held a cluster of wildflowers picked by the roadside.

The wooden door opened, and a middle-aged woman with a half-aged and charm still standing in the room.

She glanced at the old man in the white shirt, wanting to show a hint of civility, but the one-eyed destroyed the overall temperament, and said with a white look: "Don't hide the flowers, every time you do this, the old lady is almost tired." ”

The one-eyed old man smiled flatteringly and handed the flower to the woman.

The woman took the flowers, raised her arm and fanned the wind slightly, leaned over the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently, with a slight smile on her face.

She is not good-looking, but her charm is good, and the most important thing is that she is kind-hearted.

The one-eyed old man did not enter the house, looked at her, and suddenly said, "I'm leaving." ”

The woman was slightly stunned, almost not grasping the flower in her hand.

"Where are you going?" She feigned indifference.

"Go where I'm supposed to be." The one-eyed old man smiled.

The woman looked at him, and for some reason she was angry, and she smashed the flowers on him, saying, "I know! I knew that men were all dog virtues! Keep saying you like it, and your mouth is full of! Although the old lady is old, isn't it okay to be reserved for a while! The old lady doesn't dislike you for being old! I didn't dislike you for being blind! ”

The one-eyed old man smiled and said: "How many times have I said it, I'm really not old, I just traveled the world when I was young, and when I was eradicating harm for the people, I was sucked by the gangsters A little Shouyuan, I can't be a few years older than you, why don't you believe it." ”

With that, he crouched down and began to pick up the wildflowers scattered all over the ground.

Although he has only one eye and gray hair, he also has his own gentleness.

After picking up all the flowers, he reached out again and handed the bouquet to the woman in front of him.

The woman took the bouquet, hesitated for a moment, bit her lip, and asked, "Are you coming back?" ”

"It's up to your luck." The one-eyed man said.

The woman glared at him and said bitterly, "Do you dare to come back and try!" ”

The one-eyed man grabbed her and pounded it on his wrist, staring at her eyes.

"You...... You let go of the old lady! The woman said.

The man looked at her and suddenly smiled: "You always say that you like readers, and you think that readers are chic." ”

He glanced down at the white robe he was wearing, which he had worn to please her.

It's a pity...... He was a little less bookish.

There will be no bookish anger in this life.

At this moment, there was a sound in the sky, "Where is Xizhou Sword Cultivation", and the woman was startled by this sudden voice.

The man looked at her, his eyes softened, and said, "In terms of being romantic, how can my sword cultivation ever be inferior to a scholar?" ”

"Show me!"

With a wave of the man's sleeve, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

With a long sword in his hand, his whole temperament has changed.

"Wow-" With a sound, the sword was pulled out of its sheath, and the sound of the sword resounded through the heavens and the earth!

The man rode the wind and swords, happy and chic, and flew towards the outside of the sword-casting city.

Above the sky, only his clear laughter could be heard, and the voice:

"Wait for me to get home!"

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In a small alley in Sword Casting City, a little girl with pigtails looked at the vendor selling rock sugar gourds in the distance and swallowed her saliva.

A big rough hand patted her little head lightly and asked, "Want to eat?" ”

The girl looked up at the gray-haired hunchbacked old man, swallowed again, and nodded vigorously.

The hunchbacked old man smiled mildly and said, "Then the buds will go back to the house first, help grandpa polish the ink, grandpa will go out and buy it for you when he comes back, okay?" ”

"Hmm!" The little girl nodded vigorously again, then gently grabbed the hunchbacked old man's sleeve and motioned for him to squat down.

After the old man squatted down, the little girl took a bite, kissed him, and grabbed the old man's goatee.

After the prank succeeded, he ran into the house in a puff of smoke.

The hunchbacked old man looked at her, shook his head and sighed.

This little girl was picked up by him, and he really couldn't figure out that such a lovely girl, her parents were willing to abandon it.

He stood outside the door, looking in the direction of the outside of the city, and he was waiting for a voice.

Soon, he heard the sound of "Where is Xizhou Sword Cultivation".

The hunchbacked old man nodded in satisfaction and approving.

He glanced into the room, his eyes soft and pitying.

With a flick of his sleeve, a long sword appeared in his hand.

With his sword in hand, he walked up to the wooden door and placed a sword mark on it.

With this sword mark, even if he can't come back, the people of the two major sword sects will find it here and take care of Yaya for him.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his index finger, used his spiritual power, and wrote on the door a text that only cultivators could see:

"Her name is Yaya, she is four and a half years old this year, and she loves to eat rock sugar gourds."

He is afraid that you will not be able to come back by yourself and will not be able to fulfill the agreement with Yaya.

When he had finished writing, the hunchbacked old man looked out of the city and straightened his back as best he could.

His precious granddaughter is inside the city, and therefore all the miscellaneous outside the city......

- Kill !!

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Ye Sui'an's voice "Where is the Xizhou Sword Cultivation" resounded through the Sword Casting City.

No one answered.

There was only one sword roar, ten sword sounds, a hundred sword sounds, and countless sword sounds.

This sword cultivation retirement place......

- Sword drawn in the city!

There is no need to answer in words, since it is a sword cultivation, I will answer with a sword!

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Xizhou Sword Cultivation ......

- here!!

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