"Shame on you!"

The crowd dispersed, and the courtyard was suddenly left with only Han Jian and He Hong, as well as Lei Luo, who was confronting Lu Jia. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Han Jian coldly reprimanded Lu Jia, waved his hand to signal him to leave, and his eyes fell on the straight face of Lei Luo: "Xiao Lei, let's talk?"

Lei Luo watched Lu Jia walk out of the backyard as if fleeing, and couldn't help sighing in his heart: the owner still has to let himself take the blame after all!

Lu Jia, who had a series of rhetorical questions before, was dumbfounded, as long as he was not a fool, he could see the cattiness in this.

Under normal circumstances, as the owner of Yunji, Han Jian either did not show up and let the situation develop.

If nothing else, Lu Jia will inevitably be spurned by everyone.

Either take this opportunity to stand up and deal with Lu Jia and give Lei Luo justice.

However, Han Jian did come forward.

But he drove everyone away, and now he let Lu Jia leave......

There is no doubt that he intends to favor the bastard surnamed Lu!

In other words, you will eventually become a victim!

Lei Luo forcibly held back the anger in his heart and nodded: "You and Master He appeared here together, you must have made a decision in your heart?"

"Hey, this little guy is really different from others!"

Han Jian didn't answer, and walked to the refining room with his hands in his hands, but it was He Hong's old face that showed a look of surprise.

He saw the scene just now, and the boy in front of him, who was only seventeen years old, had a calmness and composure that ordinary people could not imagine when dealing with Lu Jia's sudden attack.

That's not all.

After all, the changes that happened in this child's family are known to the whole city, and being able to resolutely give up martial arts and bear all his father's debts in such a big blow is enough to prove that his heart is far beyond that of his peers.

What touched He Hong the most was that Lei Luo was quite sophisticated in handling things, and in a few words, he picked out the mistake of offside, pointing directly to the fact that Lu Jia framed himself.

Compared with him, Lu Jia, who was nearly two years older, looked too immature.

With such a heart, it is not surprising that it will be achieved in the future!

He Hong almost couldn't help but move Aicai's thoughts, but when he thought of his lower bloodline, he could only shake his head regretfully.

Han Jian's so-called talk was obviously not a negotiating tone, which made Lei Luo's heart even colder.

At this point, even if he objected, it was useless, so he could only follow the two into the room.

It was a large hall with a huge anvil in the center, and next to the anvil was a square furnace.

Blazing fireworks scorch the furnace and melt the ingredients into red juice at high temperatures.

The juice is extremely hot, and if it sticks to your body, it can melt the bones alive.

Han Jian stood in front of the anvil and looked down at the silver long sword on the table, the sword body that should be shining was already dim at this time.

Lei Luo was secretly shocked in his heart, although he already knew that the Silver Light Sword had been downgraded, he still didn't expect it to be so serious.

This soldier no longer felt as sharp as when he first got it in his hand the day before yesterday, but like a dying old man, exuding a heavy and dead air.

"Five days at most, three days at least, the talisman eye of this silver lightsaber will completely collapse! With the collapse of the structure, a warrior that should be extremely powerful will be reduced to scrap metal!"

"It's not scrap soldiers, it's scrap metal, Xiao Lei, do you understand what I mean?"

Han Jian's eyes were deep, and his tone was calm.

Lei Luo smiled bitterly: "As long as the core structure is not damaged, even if the outer rune cannot be repaired, it is still a rare weapon for ordinary people! But if the rune eye collapses, this weapon will no longer be of any use, and even over time, the materials used to create the sword body will gradually fall off and become scrap metal!"

Han Jian nodded: "The reason why refiners are different from appraisers is that they can engrave runes into the materials through forging techniques, these runes can not only fuse materials with different functions, but the structure of the runes can also become the power support of the weapon itself!"

"To put it bluntly, a rune is the branches and leaves of a weapon, and the structure is a skeleton!

Han Jian's calm face showed a look of pride: "Therefore, no matter how powerful the appraiser is, it is actually not as noble as the refiner!

"Boss, just say it!"

Lei Luo had already vaguely guessed what Han Jian wanted to say!

Sure enough, I saw Han Jian and He Hong glancing at each other, and said lightly: "I need you to admit that the failure of this repair is due to your identification error!"

"Why?"

Rao had already had a hunch, but when he really heard Han Jian say it himself, Lei Luo couldn't help but burst out with strong anger in his heart.

He stared at Han Jian coldly, his childish face had become a little distorted by anger, and he asked, "Just because of my lower bloodline, because I can't become a refiner, I need to bear the mistakes of others?"

This is ridiculous!

It's obviously Lu Jia's fault, and it's obviously him who framed himself.

As the great treasurer of Yun Ji and the disciple of the Great Refiner, instead of redressing his grievances, he also has to take the initiative to take responsibility!

Lei Luo couldn't help but laugh angrily.

In the face of his anger, Han Jian's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, but with an indescribable coldness: "In exchange, all the losses of the Silver Light Sword will be compensated by Yun Ji, and you will continue to stay and work here!"

After Han Jian finished speaking, he continued to look down at the sword body, as if the change in the battle in front of him was also more important than Lei Luo's reaction.

What kind of exchange is this?

The silver light sword should not have been compensated by himself, as for staying in Yunji to work......

Lei Luo sneered.

He didn't speak, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly dropped to freezing.

Seeing this, He Hong coughed lightly, and said in a gentle tone: "We know that you feel wronged, this kind of thing will not be easy for anyone to fall on! But Xiao Lei, you have to know that although Lu Jia is only one order higher than you, he just has the talent of a refiner!"

"Besides, Lu Jia has an extraordinary background, and has been cultivated by the family since he was a child!, and you only started to learn scar identification a year ago, although you have made great progress, but the restrictions of the lower bloodline have doomed you to no hope of entering the job!"

"Lu Jia can't bear the stain, so I need to carry it for him?"

The corners of Lei Luo's eyes twitched sharply, and he almost couldn't help but want to tell the fact that his bloodline had advanced.

It's just that the only trace of calmness in his heart tells him that the secret in the iron courage must not be revealed.

He Hong sighed lightly and persuaded: "Since you have no hope of entering the post, it is better to sell a favor, after this matter, I can guarantee that Lu Jia will give you a certain amount of compensation!"

Hehe, what kind of compensation can make up for the stain on the profession?

The failure of the soldiers' repair is actually not a big mistake.

In the process of refining soldiers, failures are commonplace, not to mention repairing weapons that are not refined by themselves.

However, if it is placed on Lei Luo, it is definitely a professional stain.

Once he agrees to take the blame, the test results involving the damage to the rune eye will make it impossible for him to enter the appraiser profession again.

A mere entry-level appraiser dared to offside to inspect the rune eye structure that only refiners could relate.

Based on this alone, all the weapon shops in Linze City will no longer hire him!

Lei Luo didn't believe that Han Jian and He Hong couldn't see it, but they still had to force themselves to agree.

This is not just bullying, it is simply deceiving people too much!

He looked at He Hong coldly, but never said a word.

He Hong's face gradually became embarrassed, he glanced at Han Jian, and said helplessly: "In that case, Lao Lin!"

A slightly gaunt figure slowly appeared in front of the hall door, and the white-haired face had both pity and indescribable anger.

"Limber!"

Seeing the old man, Lei Luo's face suddenly showed a look of respect.

This old man was none other than Lin Bo, who had helped him a lot in the past year.

"Say yes!"

Lin Bo's cloudy eyes were full of love, and only three words seemed to weigh like a thousand pounds, and they came out of his mouth with difficulty.

Lei Luo's momentum disappeared in an instant, and there was a question in his eyes, but he couldn't ask anything.

As if knowing what he wanted to ask, Lin Bo was silent and said slowly: "I gave you those waste soldiers before...... No need to return it!"

I see!

Seeing that Lin Bo was depressed, Lei Luo guessed that he had a hard time.

Unexpectedly, in order to help Lu Jia get rid of his crimes, Han Jian actually threatened Lin Bo with the abolition of the army.

According to the rules of Yunji, the scrapped soldiers in the arsenal can indeed only be used by the refiners of the headquarters, and no matter who they are, they must be returned after they have been used.

In the past year, Lei Luo has obtained more than 30 scrap soldiers with the help of Limber, and he has not thought about returning them, and he has made a special trip to ask Limber.

Limber's reply to him was not in a hurry.

But Lei Luo knew that this respectable old man wanted those scrap soldiers to stay in his hands for more time, so that he could learn more from them!

Since discovering the secret of Iron Guts, Lei Luo's biggest worry in the past two days is that one day these abandoned soldiers will be returned to Yunji, who knows that the result will be like this.

The heart that had been hanging completely fell to the ground, but he still felt sad.

His gaze slowly swept over Lin Bo's old face, and finally fixed on Han Jian, Lei Luo said coldly: "I can claim that it was due to my own identification mistake that caused the soldier to fail to repair!"

Han Jian raised his head slightly, his eyes full of satisfaction.

He Hong also smiled, but Lin Bo looked bitter.

Lei Luo clenched his fists and continued, "From now on, I quit my job in Yunji!

Han Jian's face did not fluctuate at all.

Quitting his job was nothing to him, just an appraiser of the lower bloodline.

If it weren't for Lin Bo's face, he wouldn't have been hired a year ago.

As for the requirements......

Han Jian glanced at Lin Bo and said lightly: "Say!"

Lei Luo's heart was completely cold at this time, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "I want to ask Master He for a favor!"

"As long as I can help, any request is fine!"

Han Jian didn't say anything, and He Hong had already patted his chest in response.

After all, they couldn't stop the young man in front of them, looking at Lei Luo's angry and helpless appearance, He Hong felt very guilty.

Seeing that Han Jian had no intention of objecting, Lei Luo came to the anvil and slashed his fingers across the knife on his waist, and blood gushed out immediately.

Han Jian and He Hong were stunned at the same time, a little confused about what Lei Luo meant.

Bloodletting, naturally, is to identify weapons, but what is the appraisal value of this silver lightsaber, which is already destined to become scrap iron?

That's exactly what they didn't stop.

Lei Luo ignored the two, and a drop of blood fell on the surface of the sword.

In the next moment, a complex and mysterious architectural pattern has emerged in my mind!

This is the core architecture of the Silver Lightsaber!

His gaze swept over the two of them, and the smile on Lei Luo's face became more and more sarcastic.

Talent is not as good as others?

OK!

I want to see the expressions of your remorseful bowels!

He gathered his distractions and searched for them on the architecture diagram.