Chapter 125: Dragon Eagle Confesses Lord

Cinnamon is edible, so it is cut, and lacquer can be used, so it is cut.

The musk deer died first because of the incense, and the silkworm died early for silk.

From the day he lost his freedom, the Hell Dragon Eagle deliberately hid his dark attributes out of instinctive fear.

And this is clearly against the nature of life.

Years of suppression have allowed it to be counterattacked.

The cathartic dark energy corroded its body, invaded its internal organs, and made it terminally ill.

The carriage drove through the snowy night, and the carriage shook more and more violently.

Ye Changsheng sat cross-legged, his eyes lowered, his big hand pressed against Long Ying's body, and he sensed it with his heart.

With the master-servant contract, the body and even soul of the little dragon eagle are defenseless against its master.

The "Demon Heart" of Changsheng can clearly see the inside of the little dragon eagle's body.

"Buzz!"

The Demon Heart Sword inserted in the heart of the immortal trembled slightly.

The next moment, the Demon Heart Sword turned into a black streamer and flew out, levitating in front of the immortal.

Under Ye Changsheng's control, the tip of the Demon Heart Sword aimed at the body of the little dragon eagle and stabbed into it slowly.

Buzz, buzz.

The Demon Heart Sword trembled slightly, and the delicate sword body was swallowing black light.

The dark energy flowing in the little dragon eagle's body seemed to be inspired by the mystery, and they wandered towards the Demon Heart Sword.

They were like wisps of black smoke, surrounding the Demon Heart Sword, converging into a black vortex.

Ye Changsheng held his breath and condensed, and the powerful soul power was continuously injected into the Demon Heart Sword.

"Whew!"

When the Demon Heart Sword flew out of the little dragon eagle's body, a stream of black energy also erupted from the narrow crack.

There was a fishy smell in the air, and the iron bars of the big iron cage made a sizzling sound, as if they had been poured sulfuric acid.

Changsheng's face was horrified, and the body protection lotus cloak automatically activated, blocking the black aura from the outside.

Rao was like this, and his robe was also corroded into large holes in tatters.

The little dragon eagle got up from the ground, shook the feathers on his body, and looked at his master gratefully.

Chirp, chirp!

Its cry has also become much better.

Changsheng let out a sigh of prostration, and said with a smile: "Seven or eight more times, you will be cured, and the next thing is up to you." ”

Chirp, chirp!

The little dragon eagle nodded vigorously.

The master helped it clear the runaway energy, and it itself had to learn to harness the dark energy.

Fortunately, from now on, he no longer had to suppress his dark attribute, and with his innate powerful soul power, it was not difficult to do so.

The mental power of immortality is a bit large, and fatigue hits like a tide.

He covered the iron cage with a black cloth, returned to the seat of the carriage, and fell into a deep sleep.

Qiu Tianzuo quietly entered the carriage and gently covered a cotton cloak on Gongzi's body.

......

Three days later

Liuhe City, Suzaku Street.

Firecrackers rang out, broken red flew wildly, and in the thick of the green smoke, a big red silk cloth fell down.

On the black plaque, the three big characters of "Iron Eagle Hall" are shining with golden light.

Directly opposite the small building, Tian Wenxiu stood on the steps of the Wenjian Pavilion, his hands in his sleeves, his eyes fluttering.

Plump snow particles fall straight down from the sky, connecting in straight lines, cutting the city into countless spaces.

Tian Wenxiu looked at the scene in front of him, and always had a feeling of unreality.

After maintaining it in Sanshui Town for a period of time, his complexion was much more ruddy, and he also regained the calmness of a Confucian disciple.

In fact, he could have stayed in the Sword Hall for a while longer, but he didn't dare.

The people of the Sword Hall, the people of the Ye Mansion, are simple-minded, pure and simple, and it is easy for him to become simple.

However, Tian Wenxiu knew that the reason why Gongzi took a fancy to him was because of his change and sophistication.

He must leave, he must return to this world of intrigue, profit first.

This is his battlefield.

Feng Dabao walked out with a broom, looked at the lively crowd opposite, and said indignantly: "When the old hall master was still there, there was an agreement with the Iron Eagle Hall, the Sword Casting Hall did not enter Qinghe County, and the Iron Eagle Hall did not enter Liuhe County, they broke the rules!"

Tieyingtang is the largest sword-casting workshop in Qinghe County, known as a century-old family.

Iron Eagle Hall is known for casting two-handed greatswords, and in recent years it has also begun to cast one-handed swords.

Now they have opened their shop in Liuhe City, on Suzaku Street, and directly opposite Wenjian Pavilion, so why is it as simple as breaking the rules?

Tian Wenxiu listened to Feng Dabao's complaints, smiled faintly, and said leisurely: "Seeing him raise the Zhu Building, seeing him feasting guests and friends, seeing his building collapse......"

It's a pity that Feng Dabao and the guys didn't listen to his old student singing at all, but turned around and ran towards Xiaolou.

The young owner is here!

Tian Wenxiu was not depressed, he was overjoyed, and ran quickly towards the house in the backyard.

"I've seen the young owner!"

"I've seen Childe!"

In the garden behind the small building, the shopkeeper Feng Dabao was very excited and led everyone to bow and salute.

Ye Changsheng smiled and nodded, and after everyone dispersed, he drove towards the renovated Wenjian Pavilion accompanied by Feng Dabao and Tian Wenxiu.

The two-storey building, the decoration style is very good, simple and atmospheric, Changsheng is very satisfied.

The manpower of the Sword Pavilion has already been recruited, but it has never opened.

Not only did Wenjian Pavilion not open, but Wenjian Hall in Sanshui Town was expanding, and there were no more orders.

Changsheng is not in a hurry, he knows what he wants.

Taking advantage of this time, Elder Lu and the others just took advantage of the new techniques and new processes they had accumulated before to settle and digest them.

In addition, with the addition of Taoyuan Village people and the return of Liao Changhai, Wenjiantang must make some adjustments in terms of personnel.

Under Feng Dabao's explanation, after a circle, Ye Changsheng asked, "No one has come to trouble recently, right?"

Feng Dabao and Tian Wenxiu hurriedly shook their heads, and Tian Wenxiu said: "Son, there are people from the county guard to take care of it, no one dares to mess around, the eldest son of the Long family who made trouble last time has come to make amends several times." ”

Feng Dabao endured it for a long time, and finally complained: "Childe, Tieying Hall broke the rules and opened a shop directly opposite our house. ”

Iron Eagle Hall?

Changsheng looked surprised, and it happened that there was a burst of firecrackers outside the door, and he followed the prestige and saw the golden plaque of the Iron Eagle Hall.

An old man in fancy clothes walked in with a swagger and looked at Ye Changsheng unscrupulously.

"Presumably you are the owner of the Sword Pavilion, Ye Changsheng Ye Gongzi, right?" the old man in Chinese clothes smiled and said, "In the Liuhe City branch of the Iron Eagle Hall, He Wanzhong." ”

Ye Changsheng said lightly: "In the lower Ye Changsheng, what is the shopkeeper, what do you have to say?"

He Wanzhong took out a gilded invitation, handed it to Ye Changsheng, and said proudly: "The shop is open today, my master said, please Ye Gongzi must appreciate the light!"

Ye Changsheng didn't accept the invitation, and shook his head with a smile: "I won't join in the excitement." Shopkeeper He, please tell your master that where there is Iron Eagle Hall in the future, I will ask Sword Hall!"