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"There is a difference between men and women." An Yang spit out leisurely. As he spoke, he turned around and took another sip with his neck tilted.

That small sip, because it was drunk with his head tilted, was very loud. Shi Yiguang also swallowed his saliva. The more I look at it, the thirstier I get.

"What a difference between men and women!" Shi Yiguang glared at An Yang and rolled his eyes: "Why didn't you see you when you hugged me to sleep every day in the past?" ”

Between her and An Yang, since she was still a radish head, she never thought there was any difference between men and women, let alone the love between men and women.

Anyang paused for the water he was drinking, then stopped. Tilted his head to look at Shi Yiguang, sighed and shook his head.

Shi Yiguang couldn't help but be thirsty, and reached out to say that the leather pot in Anyang's hand snatched it, gave him a blank look, and muttered in his mouth: "Hypocrisy." ”

Then he opened the lid of the leather pot, poured out the water and washed the spout of the kettle, and drank it with a grunt.

An Yang turned his head and looked at Shi Yiguang: "You are almost in time, you must pay attention to the difference between men and women." ”

Shi Yiguang didn't reply, tilted his head and grunted in a breath, almost finished drinking the water, then put down the kettle and took a long breath.

"Attention." Shi Yiguang handed the leather pot in his hand to An Yang, and said, "You can pay attention." I just don't need to talk to you. ”

"Why not?" With a smile on his face, An Yang turned his head to look at Shi Yiguang and asked.

Shi Yiguang looked at An Yang and said seriously: "Because in my heart, you are an existence like my father." ”

Shi Yiguang is so handsome as her father, although her skin is not as fair as Anyang's, but if you really want to talk about her skin, Anyang and Xiong Zhang have never seen anyone more handsome than her father.

The smile on An Yang's face froze, turned his head, and did not speak again.

"You don't want it?" Shi Yiguang turned his head, looked at An Yang, and lifted the leather pot in his hand.

"Don't do it, just throw it away." An Yang said.

"Oh, good." Shi Yiguang responded, reaching out to throw the kettle out.

An Yang raised his hand and grabbed Shi Yiguang's hand.

Shi Yiguang looked at him strangely, he still didn't look back, only took back the leather pot from Shi Yiguang's hand.

He pinned the kettle to his waist and opened his mouth as if to say something. When the words came to his lips, there was no sound again.

Shi Yiguang tilted his head and looked at An Yang, An Yang didn't speak, so she didn't ask.

Looking back at the vast fields in the distance, this season is exactly the time when wildflowers are in full bloom all over the mountains. At this time, the field is also dotted with small flowers, and the dwarf-stemmed wildflowers cover almost the entire field.

Shi Yiguang bent his legs, sat under the willow tree, looked into the distance, and suddenly asked, "By the way, Anyang, did you come to Chu State for something this time?" ”

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at An Yang's face.

An Yang glanced at Shi Yiguang, and then looked back at the field. The willow branches that pull out the green leaves are flicked in front of your eyes.

"Will you follow me to the Kingdom of Wu?" An Yang looked at the field in the distance and spoke softly.

Shi Yiguang paused, looked at An Yang who suddenly asked this question, and also turned his head. Speechless.

After a long time, he said: "I said, but I can't go to Wudi." ”

There was no hesitation.

"Are you here to take me back to Wudi?" Shi Yiguang tilted his head, looked at An Yang and asked.

An Yang did not reply. He waved his hand to the attendant on the side and said, "Take the sword." ”

The attendant took the order and took two long brocade boxes from the carriage. It was handed to Anyang.

An Yang took it, and then handed one of the brocade boxes to Shi Yiguang: "This sword is for you." ”

Shi Yiguang took it without hesitation, none of the things sent by Anyang were not good.

"Shall we have a competition?" An Yang said again.

Shi Yiguang took the brocade box handed by Anyang: "What are you trying to do?" She asked, opening the brocade box in her hand.

A long sword lay quietly in the brocade box, and there were many ancient ornaments on the scabbard, which seemed to be an ancient sword many years ago. However, just looking at the scabbard, it is very ordinary, and it seems to be no different from ordinary golden swords.

"This sword is thousands of years old?" Shi Yiguang asked with a smile, took out his sword and drew it.

The blade of the sword flashed with silver light, reflecting the scorching summer sun, piercing Shi Yiguang's eyes. Let Shi Yiguang turn his head and avoid the dazzling sword light, then he turned back to look at the sword carefully.

"Both of these are my father's swords, made by the most famous swordsmith in the Plains under his command." Anyang replied.

"So sharp!" Shi Yiguang turned his head, looked at the sword carefully, and sighed sincerely. She didn't understand the ancient ornaments on the scabbard. But as soon as the sword came out of the sheath, the silver light and sharp blade were not ordinary at first glance. At least she's never seen anything better in this era.

"What kind of ornament is this?" Shi Yiguang leaned closer to his head, looked at the hair-thin texture on the blade, and asked.

"It's an ancient dragon pattern." An Yang replied softly.

Shi Yiguang suddenly, his head approached the hilt of the sword again, and he stared.

The sun shone on the blade of the sword, and a light and shadow were reflected on the willow trunk behind him. Faintly sufficient. The blade of the sword is like light and mirror, and the willow branches above are faintly reflected on it.

"Mo ...... Evil (yes) ......? Shi Yiguang stared at the small words of the thin mosquitoes and flies on the hilt of the sword, and muttered.

"Mo Xie? What is it? She raised her head and looked at An Yang.

"It's the name of the sword." An Yang replied, already drawing out his sword, and gently brushed away the willow branches that were swaying lightly in front of him.

As soon as the blade touched, the willow branch that was still gently swaying broke off and floated down.

"The sword still has a name? So powerful! Shi Yiguang seemed to have heard something terrible, and said in surprise: "What about you?" What's your name? ”

Shi Yiguang asked, and at the same time he threw down An Yang's body, snatched the sword he was holding in his hand, and also looked at the hilt of the sword, staring at the thin words.

"Dry ...... Will......? Shi Yiguang muttered: "What a mighty name." ”

What do you mean by the general opposite?

When Shi Yiguang was happy that he understood the name of this sword, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he muttered to himself: "No, why is this name a little familiar, have you heard of it?" ”

"Of course, I should have heard of it." An Yang turned his head to take Shi Yiguang's words and explained: "Gan Jiang and Mo Ye are the most famous swordsmiths in the Central Plains. Especially in Wu and Chu, many people have difficulty finding a sword in their lives. It's no wonder when you've heard it. ”

When Shi Yiguang heard this, he nodded knowingly: "I see." ”

As he spoke, he took the sword out of the brocade box, looked at it carefully, and then turned his head to look at An Yang, his eyes flashing: "Since it is so powerful, when will you find it for me?" "She gave half of it.

Just as she was going back to the barracks, she was much more nimble and easy to handle with a sword and a halberd.

"It's not going to work." An Yang shook his head.

"Why not?" Shi Yiguang looked at Anyang: "Isn't the asking price too high?" ”

An Yang shook his head again: "The two of them are no longer in the world. ”

"Not in the world? He's dead? Shi Yiguang listened with disappointment on his face, looked back at the sword in his hand and sighed to himself: "Ah...... It's a pity ......."

"It's not dead." Anyang replied.

"Not in the world is not dead?" Shi Yiguang turned his head to look at Anyang: "Where did you go?" Heavenly? ”

An Yang pointed to the sword in Shi Yiguang's hand: "In your sword." ”