"Ah, it's really repaired!" Han Ling'er's face was flushed with excitement, and he immediately ran the sword mantra, and the flying sword was like a white lightning bolt, and then turned back to the blacksmith shop, circling around Han Ling'er, as if dancing......

Dugu Ce's expression was hideous, his face was red, he had insisted that the flying sword had not been repaired before, but the Feihong sword soared into the sky, which was no less than a slap in the face.

"No, this is impossible!" Even if the facts are in front of him, Duguce still doesn't want to believe that Zhang Ye, a mortal, can repair the flying sword!

"If you lose, you lose, what? Do you want to regret it? Tell you, there is no regret medicine in the world. Zhang Ye smiled faintly, returned Duguce's words as they were, and then stopped paying attention to Duguce, and looked at Han Ling'er, the fairy dancing sword, such a rare and pleasing scene, naturally feasting the eyes.

But in Duguce's opinion, Zhang Ye clearly didn't look at him in his eyes, which made him even more annoyed, pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and prepared to kill Zhang Ye, the blacksmith who had repeatedly humiliated him, a big deal, he was punished by the sect and thought about it behind closed doors, after all, Zhang Ye was just a mortal.

Duguce's murderous aura alarmed Han Ling'er, she frowned, and when Duguce drew his sword to kill, Han Ling'er scolded lightly: "Go!"

The Feihong sword was so fast that he couldn't see the shadow clearly, as if he had a glimpse, and with a bang, he knocked the sword in Duguce's hand to the ground.

"Senior sister, you!" Duguce attempted to kill, and was stopped by his junior sister, which made him feel embarrassed.

Han Ling'er has always been gentle, but at this moment, she had a cold face: "Senior brother, Zhang Ye helped me repair the flying sword, why did you kill him?"

"I ......" Duguce didn't know how to explain, in fact, he and Zhang Ye didn't have any deep hatred, they were just annoyed and angry, but they couldn't tell the truth to their junior sister because they didn't have the capacity to tolerate people, right?

Suddenly, Dugu Ce had an idea, and said righteously: "Senior sister, Zhang Ye has no cultivation, but he can repair the magic circle in the flying sword, which shows that he is not an extraordinary person, but he has hidden his strength, I suspect that he is very likely to be a fine work sent by the Northern Regions, and he has no intentions! Just now, Senior Brother's sword was just to test him!"

"Really?" Han Ling'er blinked her big eyes, looked at Duguce, and then at Zhang Ye, she was confused, she was not deeply involved in the world, and she couldn't judge who was right and who was wrong.

"Of course, we should report to the sect and bring this blacksmith with ulterior motives back to the sect for interrogation!" Dugu Ce saw that Han Ling'er was a little hesitant, and added fire, "Senior sister, go and inform the master in the sect, senior brother is pestering him......"

Zhang Ye quietly watched Duguce deduct the basin for himself, he knew that the previous sword was definitely not a temptation, but a desire to kill him!

Although Zhang Ye still looks like an ancient well, he is furious in his heart, he knows that the spirit world is more dangerous than the mortal world, so the bet on repairing the flying sword wanted to be a joke, but he didn't expect Duguce to want to kill him in order to repay the debt, since you are unkind, don't blame me Zhang Ye for being unjust!

"This fairy, I don't know if I should say something in the next place?" Zhang Ye didn't want to argue with Duguce about anything, and he wanted to add to the crime, so he was ready to start with Han Ling'er, who had a good character.

"Senior sister, don't listen to his gossip to confuse the public, go back and report to the master, just say that you have caught the fine work of the Northern Regions!" Duguce calculated, as soon as the junior sister left, he would kill Zhang Ye himself, saying that he wanted to escape, so that he would not have to bear a little responsibility!

Han Ling'er frowned, and her intuition told her that Zhang Ye was not like the fine work of the Northern Regions, so she said, "Zhang Ye, what do you want to say?"

"Someone suspects that it is a fine work in the Northern Regions below, but they feel that they are deliberately hiding their cultivation below, but if I prove that mortals who have not cultivated can repair the magic circle in the flying sword, will they be able to clear my suspicion?" Zhang Ye is neither humble nor arrogant, and uses someone to refer to Duguce, representing his resentment and arrogance.

"Heh, joke, if you don't cultivate, how can you repair the magic circle!" Dugu Ce thought that Zhang Ye just wanted to win the sympathy of his junior sister, but he didn't expect it to prove that mortals can repair the magic circle, Dugu Ce thought about it, the magic circle should be engraved with spiritual power, and mortals can't do it, so he boasted to Haikou, "That's good, if you can prove that mortals can also repair the magic circle, I will spare your life!"

Zhang Ye just looked at Han Ling'er with an inquiring gaze, and didn't look at Duguce, the mad dog, in his eyes at all.

Han Ling'er groaned slightly and nodded: "Zhang Ye, then I will wronged you." ”

Han Ling'er was essentially grateful to Zhang Ye for helping her repair the flying sword, but she couldn't resist the entanglement of her senior brother, and she was also very curious about how Zhang Ye repaired the magic circle inside the flying sword, so she said to Zhang Ye that she was wronged.

From Han Ling'er, Zhang Ye felt that not all monks were so vicious, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Actually, it is very simple to prove my innocence, please ask the fairy to carefully perceive the magic circle in the Feihong Sword, and you will naturally understand." ”

Duguce has a playful demeanor, the magic circle is the magic circle, is it possible that it can help Zhang Ye intercede?

Han Ling'er was skeptical, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the magic circle in the flying sword through spiritual power, and after a while, Han Ling'er opened his big watery eyes and said in surprise: "I believe that you are innocent." ”

"Senior sister, don't let your kindness be taken advantage of by bad people!" The smile on Dugu Ce's face froze, thinking that it must be Han Ling'er deliberately releasing water, and immediately took the flying sword, and also felt what was wrong in the magic circle.

Han Ling'er didn't stop her, but she glanced at Duguce with annoyance. Duguce didn't care about it, and used his spiritual power to perceive the magic circle inside the flying sword, and when he checked it like this, his brows furrowed: "How is it possible, isn't the original magic circle broken, how can it work again?"

That's right, the magic circle inside the flying sword is still the original magic circle, from beginning to end, Zhang Ye has not re-engraved the formation, after all, he has not cultivated. However, the forging skills given by the system are miraculous, and through tempering, the original damaged internal circle has also been repaired, and there is no need to re-engrave it.

"What's impossible? As I said earlier, the reason why the circle can't work is because of the separation of the goblin material, and I use the forging technique to re-fuse the goblin into other metals, and the circle will naturally work. Zhang Ye paused, "The top repair is not to add things indiscriminately, but to keep the flying sword in its original appearance, only in this way can its original value be guaranteed!"

Zhang Ye's words were loud, and Han Ling'er was moved after listening to it. This Feihong sword, was given to her by her mother before her death, has great commemorative significance, if because of the repair process, change the appearance of the flying sword, material, or internal formation, it is equivalent to erasing the mother's mark, Feihong Sword will lose its original value. I never thought that Zhang Ye used his miraculous techniques to perfectly restore the Feihong Sword, can this not be moving?

"Zhang Ye, thank you. Han Ling'er burst into tears and clasped her fists again.

Dugu Ce's face was distorted, in front of Zhang Ye, a mortal, he was defeated, and just as he was about to say something, Han Ling'er stared at Dugu Ce coldly: "Senior brother, as an inner disciple of the Lingtai Sect, please pay attention to your words and deeds." ”

Although Han Linger did not say anything, the meaning of the warning was self-evident.

Duguce was stunned, his junior sister had never said such heavy words to herself, which made him fall into an ice cellar.

"I ......" Duguce wanted to say something several times, but he couldn't say the words until he came to his lips, and finally glanced at Zhang Ye hatefully, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.

"Wait. Zhang Ye said out loud, "Someone from the Lingtai Sect, has you forgotten something?" Zhang Ye knew that it was not cost-effective to offend an inner disciple, but Duguce almost killed him, so he couldn't just forget it.

Duguce remembered the bet with Zhang Ye, his walking steps stagnated, and he turned around and said fiercely: "Are you sure you want to do this?" The threat is self-evident.

Without waiting for Zhang Ye to say anything, Han Ling'er said, "Senior brother, I am willing to lose the bet." Han Ling'er felt that his senior brother was too arrogant, and it would be good if he could take this opportunity to sharpen his temper, so he helped Zhang Ye speak.

"Senior sister, you!" Duguce clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes widened angrily.

"That's it, I don't embarrass you, if you think 'Zhang Ye is so handsome, and his craftsmanship is top'......" Zhang Ye paused, a little thoughtful, Duguce had a touch of pride in his eyes, and said in his heart that if you know each other, give up this bet as soon as possible.

Zhang Ye slapped his head, as if he had made a great concession: "That's it, it's okay for you to call me dad three times." ”

"Fuck you!" "Fuck you!" Since Dugu Ce cultivated his true life, he had consciously cultivated well, and he had never scolded swearing, but at this moment he was forced to burst into foul language, ready to draw his sword and kill people, but Han Ling'er stood in front of Zhang Ye, waited for him, and reprimanded: "Senior brother, don't let me look down on you!"

Dugu Ce's face was hideous, which illustrated his inner struggle, and in the end, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the master's only daughter, gritted his teeth, walked to the door of the blacksmith shop, and shouted loudly: "Zhang Ye is so handsome, his craftsmanship is top!" After shouting three times in a row, Dugu Ce's face was red, and he could no longer bear the gaze of the onlookers, so he jumped up with his sword, turned into white light, and soared into the sky.

"The master disciple of the Lingtai Sect is really extraordinary!"

"Having said that, what does the Lingtai Sect have to do with this blacksmith shop, the inner disciples all said yes!"

"It seems that the craftsmanship of the blacksmith shop has made him satisfied, otherwise he wouldn't have shouted three times in a row!"

......

Just when everyone was discussing, a phantom big hand condensed and formed in the air, like a swatting fly, and with a snap, Duguce, who was flying with a sword, fell to the ground, and a thunderous voice sounded: "Lingtai Town, no flying!"

When Zhang Ye saw this scene, he sighed, people have their own harvest, and the ancients did not deceive me.

Seeing that his senior brother was shot down by the elders sitting in Lingtai Town, Han Ling'er was a little worried, and wanted to go to see the situation, so he said to Zhang Ye: "Zhang Ye, then I will leave." ”

"Wait. Zhang Ye still had a good impression of Han Ling'er, and reminded, "The repair of the Feihong Sword is only temporary, after all, the goblin is a material that will be separated after a long time, and if you want to solve it once and for all, you still need to refine it." ”

Han Ling'er nodded and asked, "Then can you help me refine it?" Zhang Ye's perfect repair technique made Han Ling'er trust very much.

Zhang Ye smiled slightly and pointed to the sign at the door, which had a sentence: "Because of a bad mood, other businesses will not be accepted." ”

Han Ling'er was stunned, she heard that the real masters had a bit of a strange temper, and when she saw it today, she smiled: "Then Zhang Ye, when will you be in a good mood?"

"In a few days. Zhang Ye put his hands behind his back, with an unfathomable attitude, in fact, being in a bad mood was just an excuse, he didn't know how to refine this forging technique at all.

Han Ling'er thought about it, so she had to say, "Then I'll come back to you in a few days." Immediately, she took out a jade slip from her arms and handed it to Zhang Ye, "I forgot to introduce, my name is Han Ling'er, if you encounter any trouble, crush the jade slip and I will appear." ”

"Finally, Boss Zhang's mood should get better soon. After Han Ling'er finished with a smile, she turned into a fragrant wind and disappeared into the blacksmith shop.

Touching the warm jade slip in his hand, Zhang Ye was thoughtful.