"Let's talk about it first, don't talk about forging swords, I've vowed not to forge swords again." Xuan Yunlan said.

Qin Yi smiled casually: "It's just right, I'm not asking for a sword in the bottom." ”

"Oh? What is that? ”

Qin Yi waved his hand, and the cold edge appeared.

"I would like to ask Sir to make a scabbard for this sword." Qin Yi said.

Xuan Yunlan retracted her casual expression, stared at it seriously for a moment, and then said, "The scabbard it needs should be made of cold magnetic ore before it makes sense. But I don't have this kind of mineral material in my hands, so I have no heart. ”

Qin Yi frowned slightly, he didn't know what the cold magnetic mine was, and he didn't know where to get it, but he knew by listening to the tone that it took a lot of effort to get it.

You Ziyi groaned: "Iron-striking, can't you find a replacement?" ”

"You should know that I don't cast defective products in my life." Xuan Yunlan said seriously.

"Hey, trouble!" You Ziyi sighed.

While a few people were talking, a strange mist suddenly appeared in the woods. Qin Yi sighed lightly, retreated to Qingluo's side, and said, "The atmosphere is not right. ”

"Huh? Murderous! Brother Twilight be careful. As you spoke, the mist had completely hidden his figure.

Qin Yi estimated that he was going to protect Xuan Yunlan, but at this moment, he was still cautious.

The murderous aura didn't seem to point at Qin Yi and the others, but they wouldn't take it lightly.

The two were back to back, silently on guard.

The fog came suddenly, without warning, and without knowing where it was sacred. However, Qin Yi didn't guess the other party's target...... To say that among these people, the people who are most likely to be targeted.

In addition to You Ziyi, there is no second choice at all, especially after he takes the initiative to expose his identity in Yanhai Mountain City, it may attract enemies.

Some people may not understand that the dignified emperor will also have enemies?

But this is a fact, Qin Yi doesn't know about the emperor, but it is not difficult to imagine how many grudges he will have after being the emperor for three hundred years.

The so-called "it is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to defend the country", which means that when fighting the world, it is mainly external, and guarding the world is internal. If you want to be peaceful internally, there may be some things that you have to do, and a hundred years is enough for Emperor Ying to form countless life and death grudges.

Moreover, this is a high-martial world, and the world bureau is also very responsible, so it is not easy to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

All in all, the current incarnation of Emperor Ying as a wanderer is unusual, and leaving the imperial city is tantamount to giving others a chance.

Don't talk about the enemy, I'm afraid that even if you are the prince of the dynasty, you may have ideas...... After all, it is the most ruthless imperial family......

Thinking a little too much, the top priority now is the fog in front of you, and the rest will be considered later.

In the thick fog, there was no trace of birds and human voices, only the faint and subtle sound of the leaves rubbing against each other.

"Jingle bell—"

Suddenly, a bell rang from the fog, far and near, ethereal and difficult to find.

But the killing intent is not himself.

Originally, when the fog was rising, Qin Yi could move in the direction of Youziyi. But he decisively chose to wait and see, because he was worried about the fish in the pond...... In the final analysis, he and You Ziyi have never reached the point of putting their hearts in their hearts.

For this friendship, he always maintains a considerable ideal and vigilance.

"Jingle bell—"

The bell was still ringing, and Qin Yi seemed to feel something, wielding his sword.

With a sonorous sound, the crisp sound of the intersection of soldiers and blades sounded a silent and white life and death tune.

Qin Yihan's sword probed again, and there was no trace in the fog.

Suddenly, his internal force shook, shaking Qingluo away a few steps, and at the same time depressing the center of gravity.

When he fixed his eyes, there was a silent blood mark on his shoulder.

"I don't hear the sound of the sword blade breaking through the wind at all, is it a deliberate silent sword?" Qin Yi has a dark heart and is full of suspicions.

"What's wrong with you?" Qingluo asked.

Qin Yi urged with his strength, weaving a sword wind protection net around his body, not seeking to stop the enemy, but to warn. At the same time, he reminded: "Be careful, the sword blade is silent, and it is self-defeating." ”

seems to understand that the other party has seen his way, and the killer is no longer hiding.

When a stunning red emerged from the fog, the sword in Qin Yi's hand was inexplicable.

The sword has its sound, and even if the sword master can't understand its meaning, he can still hear the three-point sword rhyme. The sword shape, the sound of the sword, and the sword move are the best way to get to know a swordsman from scratch.

Although Qin Yi has a shallow foundation, he has a small attainment in the sword, and he can also "observe the sword shape and understand the sword nature", as if he understands what the cold sword in his hand lacks.

But in the face of the silent sword of the red-clothed masked swordsman, he felt a trace of inexplicable sorrow.

The sword goes to its voice, like a person cutting off the root of his tongue, there may be all kinds of reasons and sufferings. But if it is done intentionally, it is the way of cruelty, not the right way.

The sword of the red-clothed swordsman has never even had the sound of breaking the wind, and he moves ruthlessly.

It was as if it was a dead sword, stirring up the fireworks of life and death in a sonorous sound.

The surrounding fog has thinned out because of the agitation of the true power.

Suddenly, Qin Yi looked at the pair of familiar eyes on the red mask, and wondered: "Huh? You are? ”

When the red-clothed swordsman saw Qin Yi's face clearly, his ruthless killing move also paused for a moment.

Qin Yi was keenly aware of this, and asked repeatedly, "Who are you?" ”

The red-clothed swordsman was inexplicably confused, then put away his sword and retreated.

Qin Yi was full of doubts and chased after him without hesitation.

When the fog cleared, there was no trace of Qin Yi and Youziyi in the woods.

"Huh? What about that Qin Gongzi? Xuan Yunlan said strangely.

Qingluo looked at it and said angrily: "I'm going to chase the killer." ”

"They're really good friends, and so is my one." Xuan Yunlan said helplessly. Saying that, he looked up at the sky, and said, "The two of them shouldn't come back for a while, let's go to the cold house to drink a cup of thin tea first." ”

But Qingluo was secretly worried, frowning slightly: "I'll wait for him here." ”

"Ha, there are wild beasts in the mountains and forests at night, girl be careful. Please. Xuan Yunlan smiled knowingly and left.

Before leaving, he was still whispering: "It's really not good to meet you, fortunately I ran to this place, otherwise my little apprentice would be in danger." ”

After a few moments, Qingluo was the only one left in the woods. She walked quietly to a tree and crouched on the ground with her legs crossed.

The nights in the mountains and woods were no problem to her, and she spent most of the half a year away from home in this environment.

But for some reason, there is a feeling of loneliness at this moment, is it a fake show that is not around?

Just now, no one did anything to her.

She saw Qin Yi completely in the process of fighting with the red-clothed swordsman, and their words and reactions did not fall in the slightest.

Maybe she doesn't act smart in other ways, but she has her own unique set of standards and ways of knowing people.

She could see that Qin Yi and the red-clothed swordsman must be old acquaintances, and the woman in red seemed to have an indescribable special emotion for Qin Yi. The momentary loss of consciousness left a deep impression on her.

"They're old acquaintances, and I'll bother them if I catch up, right?" Qingluo herself didn't know what she was thinking about at the moment.

The wind was strong at night, and the wind was so strong that it made a lot of noise in the woods.

The people who sit quietly under the tree are in loneliness, caught in the whirlpool of the past.

"I'm not allowed to mention Mother again, you just have to remember that she's a slut!"

"Swords, guns, halberds and bows, you can learn whatever you want, but I am not allowed to read! A woman's lack of talent is virtue, and your cheap mother will not obey this etiquette, so she will have that kind of action, and she will end up like that! ”

"Get up! My daughter, even if she is not a master in the world, she must not be as weak as you. ”

……

The words of the strict father are in the ears, but they add to the bitter and lonely mood.

"Master......"

A page in my memory was opened, and a hint of warmth gradually warmed my heart. It was also in the woods that year, and the wind was fierce. The gorgeous green robe, the eyebrows and eyes are elegant and warm, and there is a light smile on his face. He didn't speak, but with the striking green, he brought spring to the dead wood.

"The Qing Ming Xuan Gong has been engraved in your body, you just need to take it step by step, and you will become a great weapon in the future. Master still has a battle contract, if I don't come back in three days, Biluo Huangquan will be returned to you...... The way forward is yours. ”

So, three days later, she became the real heir of Biluo Huangquan......

"Fake Xiucai, you can catch up quickly. The night here is cooler than on the river. Qingluo said silently in her heart.