Kaoru said it easily, and in his words, it was a matter of professionalism:

"However, I'm curious, how can a sword have such a strong evil spirit."

"When the sword was forged, the swordsmith's son accidentally knocked over the furnace in which the sword was forged, and was burned to death on the spot by the hot solution.

At that time, it was just when the sword was formed. Absorbing the masculine blood of children, it is different from other weapons.

The swordsmith was also heartbroken and wanted to destroy the sword. But this sword not only absorbs masculinity, but also absorbs tears of remorse, yin and yang are in a hurry, and it is a rare good sword in the world.

The swordsmith couldn't bear to destroy it in one fell swoop, so he only left the evil qi and didn't come out, and he killed himself with the words "There will be blood".

Later, this sword changed hands several times, and when it came to me, it was also a murder weapon that slashed and killed countless strong men. ”

Qi Xi told the ins and outs of the Fairy Sword Dragon Yin.

Therefore, Qi Xicai would never allow Xiao Yancheng to get the Immortal Sword Dragon Yin. For the sake of the young lord, it is difficult to guarantee what the foolish and loyal man with a scripture will do.

Kaoru picked up the glass again, pursed her thin lips, and took a sip.

"Whether it's Gumo Country or Beilu Country, I don't want to bring any bloody disaster because of this sword."

Qi Xi closed the door and closed it firmly.

The fine snow outside the door was still silent, and I don't know if he wanted to block the howling cold wind, or if he wanted to keep the wind and snow in the city that had not changed for thousands of years.

"Xiao Yancheng's matter, do you want me to help you investigate?" Kaoru flicked the fire bucket on the side.

"No, I don't want to know about him." Qi Ci said movingly, as if he expected something to happen. However, there was nothing he could do.

Kaoru didn't say anything more, not a word. Silently stood up, opened the door and walked out, merging with the flying snow outside the door.

Today, it's December 26. In a few days, the Chinese New Year will begin. Up and down the palace, all of them are in full swing.

Outside the window, there is the sound of falling snowflakes, a sound that can only be heard in a very quiet environment.

But Qi Xi heard it. It's not that his ear power is more different than ordinary people, it's just that his heart is extremely quiet now.

There is no need for Kaoru's reminder, Qi Xi also feels that Xiao Yancheng has already begun to make some moves.

He looked coldly at Kaoru, who was lying on the warm couch and drinking leisurely, it was still morning, and he started drinking.

It's really free, uninhibited.

I don't know if I can do this in this life, let go of the rivers and lakes, and idle clouds and wild cranes.

Gumo Country, a country that everyone admires, when the old lord was still young, he pointed out the country and exalted the Quartet.

Today, in the hands of the young lord, the original scenery is no longer there.

Now, in the early morning when the snow has stopped, it is filled with a bleak artistic conception.

There was silence, and neither of them spoke, but silently looked at the charcoal fire burning in the center of the room together.

Time passed quietly.

Qi Ci has unfinished official documents that need to be approved every day, and now he also puts down the pen in his hand and initiates it with Kaoru.

"If you want, you can come with me now. Anyway, if you're alone, there's nothing to take care of. ”

Kaoru's lazy voice broke the silence.

He lay on his side, and from time to time he stretched out his right hand and raised his glass to sip wine:

"The snipe and the clam fight, whether they overestimate each other or underestimate themselves, the result is a catastrophe. You? Which one does it belong to? ”