Poinsettia looked at him with concern and followed the people in the barracks straight in. Since Fu Yunge is fine, he can also be a little relieved.

The key to breaking the game is first, and they talk about the final plan as they walk. Previously, Poinsettia Mei had rushed to the stronghold "Nine Camps of Generals" under the jurisdiction of Jiuchongquan, and in order to make a sound attack on the east and west, it would be left and right, thus cutting off the largest foreign aid force of the Ming State. And after that, he came alone in the starry night, in order to cooperate with the arrangement of the Ming Bang to contain the sin of the Ming State.

Fearing that the truth of the Black Rain Swordsman's plan would reach the Trillion Sin Ming State first, they must start acting as soon as possible.

According to the previous discussion, the three military camps that Gongsun Tan rectified will be aimed at the three major cities of Zhaosin Ming State at that time. The central military camp will see the opportunity to launch a strong attack with the hanging lantern monks in front of the people, and cooperate with the drunken dust township and others inside to break through and fight back.

The other two barracks will respond as soon as the central battle begins, with the aim of cutting off the support routes for the auxiliary cities. Due to the disparity in troops, the poinsettia plum, as the heaviest weight, will make up for the difference in the number of its own side to the greatest extent.

Everyone walked to the tent, and the arrangement was basically finished. There was no objection to each other, and Fu Yunge proposed to start acting immediately.

Gongsun Tan hesitated for a moment and looked up to ask for the opinion of Poinsettia Mei.

Poinsettia nodded: "Everything is in order, then there is no need to delay." ”

Affirmation from the two, Gongsun Tan took a deep breath and showed a solemn face.

"Then please, come with me." He turned around and walked in front of the two, "With the best carriage, I will take you to the front of the battlefield at once." ”

Poinsettia Mei and Fu Yunge nodded at the same time.

In a short time, stepping on the dust under the dawn, the flying hooves of the horses carried everyone towards the front of the road.

Wolf Dust Smoke and Tu Yu were also on it, although Fu Yunge had proposed to let Tu Yu wait in the rear barracks. But she didn't agree at all, and insisted on going with them, saying that she didn't feel at ease staying behind.

The curtain of the windows kept shaking, but the jolting was not so strong.

It is worthy of being the best carriage in Gongsun Tan's mouth. Fu Yunge thought wildly. Although he was about to start, his thoughts at the moment were constantly distracted and he couldn't concentrate.

Tu Yu sat by the window, and she reached out to roll up the blackout curtains. Suddenly, the shimmer of light on the side of the mountain shone in, and the spacious carriage was filled with warm warmth.

Poinsettia Mei was also pensive, but when he saw Fu Yunge's empty back and waist again, he remembered that he almost forgot what was important.

Behind him this time, he carried two sword bags on his back.

He looked at Fu Yunge, who was distracted, and raised his hand to touch the hard sword box in the sword bag behind him. It wasn't his red plum sword in the box, and he slowly unbuckled the rope and removed the sword bag.

“…… Cloud Song. He thought about it for a long time before he spat out the nickname.

Fu Yunge suddenly came back to his senses when he heard this, and Tu Yu next to him was also taken aback and opened his eyes wide.

Then, in front of the eyes of the two of them, there was the snow-white sword bag, hanging the rope at the four corners, lying flat in the hand of Poinsettia Mei.

"Master, this is ......" Fu Yunge was a little stunned, he looked at the bag in front of him, and didn't think about this nickname anymore.

The wolf dust smoke on the side of Poinsettia Mei also straightened up and looked over this way.

Looking at the bag in front of her, Poinsettia Plum no longer hesitated, and untied the cloth on the outside, revealing the black and shiny sandalwood box inside.

"This is, a weapon given to you by the division." Poinsettia Mei raised her eyes, looked at the defenseless Fu Yunge, and smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, "The rivers and lakes are dangerous, with this sword by your side, it is more or less safe." ”

Looking at the appearance of the master and the majestic momentum of the black wooden box, this sword should not be simple.

Fu Yunge swallowed and took the box with both hands. Tu leaned over him, trying to see what kind of weapon it was.

Stretching out his fingers to open the gilded lock on it, he slowly lifted the wooden box.

Suddenly, a fragrant mist like a cold spring that had been nurtured by the cold light flowed out. Like an ethereal pine, the heavy white mist reveals a bronze-like soft light in the light of the dawn, which is otherworldly.

Soon, the white fog cleared.

The long sword in the box dissipated in the fog for a moment, and the clear light was all around.

The blade of the sword shimmers, there are ancient inscriptions, and the cold light is like a waterfall, flowing down the tip of the sword and pouring into the sword. The quaint hilt of the sword is like a withered branch with a moon, exuding the agarwood of ancient vines.

"Ah......h

Poinsettia Mei looked at the two of them and said beside her: "This sword was painstakingly forged by the Heavenly Craftsmen of the Nether Realm, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary swords. ”

The wolf dust smoke can also see some clues on the side, and he also bows his head slightly.

Fu Yunge stroked the cold sword body, raised his head and said sincerely, "Thank you Master for the sword!" ”

He thought of the life-and-death battle in Lanyun Pavilion before. At that time, he faced off against Yoiki, and his biggest disadvantage was the weapon in his hand. If it hadn't been for a stone thrown by Tu Yu, he might have died in Huangquan.

He really didn't have a weapon at his fingertips. Unexpectedly, the master had already thought of it for himself, and gave him such a good weapon.

His gratitude is almost beyond words.

Poinsettia looked at his expression and smiled faintly.

Staring at the thin silver edge around the sword's blade, it was the last bit of the Heartlake Meteorite.

"By the way," he thought suddenly, "this sword has not yet had a name. You are the master of its sword, so name it. ”

Hearing this, Fu Yunge lowered his head and carefully examined the long sword.

He had a lot of emotion in his heart. Along the way, he ......

"Ethereal Sword! How's that, isn't it good? Suddenly, the Tu Yu beside him shouted.

Interrupted by her deep memories, Fu Yunge originally wanted to touch the whole heart, but he didn't expect to be knocked out of his mind like this.

"Ethereal...... Not bad. "It's rare, the wolf dust smoke actually agreed.

Poinsettia Mei looked at the sword, paid attention to Tu Yu again, and finally looked back at Fu Yunge, as if waiting for him to make up her mind.

Fu Yunge couldn't cry or laugh in his heart. It's really okay, but his sense of ritual has been cut like this.

Sensing Master's gaze, he also raised his head and simply agreed, "It's okay." The Ethereal Sword, that's what it got its name from now on. ”

Poinsettia plums then approved kindly. He watched as Fu Yunge put the saber back into the sword pouch and tied it behind him preciously, while Yu Guang glanced at the tuji beside him.

He had never seen this kid before. Seeing her intimate conversation with the apprentice, it is difficult not to imagine the relationship between the two of them.

Thinking about it, Poinsettia Plum curled the corners of her mouth, and a trace of comforting warmth flowed through her heart.

The carriage carried several people, and the flying wheels rolled through the yellow dust, rolling up the misty smoke all the way.

The morning sun is rising, and the trees in the middle of the road are beautiful and smooth, like the green clothes of the peaks.

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