At night, Mo Wen sat on the rocks by the pool, exercising pranayama and suppressing injuries.

Earlier, Mo Wen pushed Ailing, who had brought dinner, to clean his wounds, and went to a small pool formed by a mountain stream nearby, where he used his skills to heal.

(That's not good...... ）

Looking at the dark night sky, Mo Wen did have such thoughts.

The mysterious master appeared in a connection, so that Mo Wen fully understood that the matter he was involved in now was absolutely not simple, and Ailing's stinky girl didn't know what she had concealed and didn't say, and she deceived herself into such an embarrassment.

But now it's no longer a question of whether Ailing is telling the truth or not. Even if she confessed the whole thing honestly, she definitely didn't want to be hostile to such a terrifying master.

And there is no heavenly cultivation, to fight against this kind of demon strongman at the peak level of the earth realm, that is the standard self-defeating way, even if he is regarded as a coward, it doesn't matter, he will use his own strength to fight against that kind of beast, this is an idiot's doing.

Moreover, the battle during the day was the first time in nearly ten months that he had fought against a master, although he had not unsealed the dantian, but during the battle, he also faintly affected the sword qi locked in it, and until now, the qi and blood are still flowing in the body.

"You are extremely talented, and it is not far from my expectations, but if you really want to use the sword, you must wait for another year to let the sword qi imperceptibly and synchronize with the **, otherwise, any of the styles will cause great damage to your **, paralyzed at the least, and dying by exploding at the worst, you have to keep in mind this. ”

Thinking of the teacher's instructions before leaving, Mo asked in his heart, he was so lucky to be able to climb out of a desperate situation, how could he easily gamble on the future for irrelevant things.

The teacher is right, there will be no second time for good luck in life.

Moreover, after a desperate encounter, Mo Wen realized the preciousness of life, what he wanted to do, what he should do, what he had to do, what he had to do, and so many other lives that he had finally picked up, must not be wasted.

It is also because of this idea that the beautiful young man who used to say that he had no children left to see and looked at the world learned to endure humiliation, restrained his arrogance, and was willing to be a wandering swordsman, wandering around like a walking corpse, waiting for the moment of breaking the cocoon.

"Brother Jia, you must come back!"

"Don't be poor and nervous, if I lie to you, I'll swallow a thousand needles, so do it!"

This time, there will be no more no-shows.

Suddenly clenched his fists, Mo Wen made a decision, put Ailing's lightsaber on the ground, and was about to get up, but ┅┅

"Please...... I really...... I really need Mr. Mo Wen, if it weren't for Mr. Mo Wen, I wouldn't ...... at all."

The girl's hazy teary eyes appeared in front of her, Mo Wen was stunned, his surname was indecisive, although he had decided to leave in his heart, but thinking of Ailing's sad expression of tears, he hesitated again.

(No matter what, it matters, besides, we have already agreed that if there are other enemies, I will turn around and leave immediately!)

After thinking about it, Mo Wen decided to maintain his original intention, tightened his teeth, and planned to get up and leave.

"Don't ask sir. Like the mournful cry of a chick, a small voice came from behind.

Behind her, Ailing was draped in a blanket, and her slightly wet face was full of shyness at a loss.

With his arms outstretched, the blanket slid to the ground, and under the clear moonlight like water, what appeared in front of Mo Wen's eyes was the beautiful ** of the girl.

"Don't ask sir. Feeling shy, Ailing turned her head away, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito's voice.

"I'm so sorry, I ...... I have no other reward to reward you, and if you don't dislike this body, I'll ......."

Speaking of this, Ailing tilted her head and smiled, it was a smile that made people feel hearty despite embarrassment.

Mo Wen was also stunned, he lingered in fireworks in his early years, he was a well-known Fengliu character, and the female surname was wonderful**, I don't know how many I have seen. However, the scenery in front of him at this moment still stunned him.

The soft long hair combed into a ponytail is wet and sticking to the body, the smooth skin reflects the moonlight and glows with white jade-like brilliance, and the petite and delicate green curves make people have the urge to embrace it, and with the full moon rising behind it, it becomes a beautiful scenery.

The girl's pretty face was flushed with red tide because of shyness, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was like a breeze blowing through her heart, making people feel a burst of warmth.

Along with the cold wind, Mo Wen smelled a strange smell, it was blood...... Is it from a wound on your own body?

Not......

With a sharper gaze, Mo Wen turned Ailing around, and saw five shocking claw marks on her back, the skin and flesh turned up, and although she had been drugged, she was still oozing blood.

It was the attack of the mysterious enemy this morning, and with his ghostly skills, he still injured Ailing in an instant.

"Don't you like it, sir?"

The cold night wind made Ailing shiver.

During the journey, the little inventor once heard someone say, "For a man, the most satisfactory remuneration is a woman's **", she didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but can you take this as a reward to satisfy Mr. Mo Wen?

However, Mr. Mo Wen did not move, the whole person looked like a wood carving, and he did not look tempted at all, was his body not attractive? Or was it because he was injured on his back, he didn't look beautiful, and he couldn't arouse Mr. Mo Wen's appetite?

There was really no way to do it, because I was so dizzy in pain that I was about to pass out......

"Fool, what are you doing? Pretending to be pitiful? I told you that if an unplanned enemy appears, I will turn around and leave, do you think I don't talk like you?"

There are a lot of wounds on his body, if he didn't support the hero, he really hurt and wanted to cry, this girl has fine skin and tender flesh, she tore it like this, and she could pretend to laugh and run here to dedicate herself......

Just thinking of this, Mo Wen felt admiration, but he just scolded loudly, took off his coat and wanted to put it on her, not wanting these wounds to be exposed to the air, but he happened to catch a glimpse of Ailing's shoulder, there was a touch of redness.

Is it "guarding the palace sand"? This is something that only court ladies can have, how can this little girl ......

No, Mo Wen immediately denied this idea, Shougong Sand was on his arm, and no one was on his shoulder, so he subconsciously glanced at it again to confirm, and when he saw what the red seal was, the whole person was stunned for a moment.

It's branding!

On the delicate and round shoulders, there was a deep imprint, and the red muscles were burned, and you can imagine the pain at that time, and it seemed even more hideous.

The pattern of the imprint seemed to be somewhat familiar, and Mo Qian couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

This is the custom on the mainland, the wealthy families who raise slaves, in order to show their ownership and prevent slaves from escaping, will burn a very inhumane brand on the purchased slaves, but when they think of the atrocities that someone has inflicted on such a girl, Mo Wen's chest is full of anger, and he unconsciously surges.

I don't know why the man behind her froze, Ailing only felt frustrated, this is the last reward she can think of, if Mr. Mo Wen refuses to accept it, then there is really nothing to think about.

Boldly, the girl pounced suddenly, pressed her body close to Mo Wen, hugged him by the waist, and whispered:

"Don't ask sir, I ......"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mo Wen was also surprised to realize the girl's **, and was turning his eyes away, just to give Ailing this collision, the whole person fell straight forward, and drove Ailing behind him, and the two stupid people who couldn't grasp the essentials fell into a ball and rolled off the throne.

Poof!

The passion scene of the girl's dedication has an ending that makes people's jaws drop, the deep mountains at night, and the cold pool......

It's so icy!

"I'm #%!"

This is the first sentence that Mo Wen said after he surfaced, because his mouth was full of water, the words were unclear, but if he translated it into specific words, it would be "Good ice!", "That stupid woman who is damned".

Wiping the water stains on his face, Mo Wen raised his eyes and looked around, but he didn't see Ailing.

It's been a while, this stupid woman still has injuries on her back, and she won't dive too happily and forget to come up!

No, about this stupid woman, you have to think about the worst of everything, but don't really faint in pain and drown in this little pool!

That's bad!

Mo Wen was a little anxious, and there was no doubt that Ailing had succeeded in arousing his concern again.

At this time, the night was already dark, and the visibility was not high, so Mo Wen took a step in the pool and stretched out his hand to grope everywhere.

Ailing's hair was very long, up to her calves, and it would have fallen out of the water. This pool is not small, but it is not big, and it should not be difficult to find her as a goal.

Sure enough, after searching for only a moment, Mo Wen's palm touched the girl's soft silk.

"Humph!"

Grabbing his hair, Mo Wen's wrist was forced, and with a "beep" sound, he suddenly lifted the person in the water up.

"Ah, don't look. ”

With the sound of the water, there was also the scream of a girl.

Mo Wen was a little strange, he had almost been seen just now, and now there was nothing to look at, but in the next moment, he understood the meaning of this sentence.

This girl, is it Ailing?

The long hair that was disrupted after falling into the water is no longer a ponytail, it hangs down messily at the waist, the petite body is still the same, and the childish baby face is not wrong.

But what is it like the most delicate and moving ruby, with those purple-red eyes and pointed and long ears?

This girl is not human.

(Is it a dwarf...... But it's too high, isn't it?!)

At the bottom of Mo Wen's heart, a silent thunder fell.

"Don't ask sir. ”

When his true identity was discovered, Ailing glanced at Mo Wen timidly, and noticed that his face was cloudy, and the terrifying experience of the past came to mind.

Ailing exclaimed in surprise and wanted to run away, but she grabbed Mo Wen.

A few things flashed through her mind in an instant, her small stature, her skillful craftsmanship, her father, who was able to make magical instruments, and the hair bundle of Grome metal......

It's no wonder that since the time of mythology, the dwarves have been famous for their ingenious training techniques, and many legendary swords and magic weapons have come from them, and if Ailing is a dwarf race, then all of this has a reasonable explanation.

Wait, so to speak......

Several clues quickly gathered in his mind, and looking around at the top creators in the world, a name flashed in his mind.

He knew who the girl's father was.

Demon Realm Master, Long. Beethoven!

After adding enough dry firewood, the campfire burned very hotly, and realizing that there would be an inconvenient conversation, Ailing and Mo Wen did not go back, but found a nearby place to sit down and re-medicate the wound that was wet with water.

At this time, it is difficult to avoid suspicion, Mo Wen wrapped Ailing with a bandage on his back wound, and then skillfully applied medicine to the wound on his body. Although there were multiple lacerations and pain, none of them were serious, which is evidence that Mo Wen was extremely responsive. In the first battle, as long as he slowed down a little, any wound on his body would become a heavy wound that tore his limbs.

Ailing wrapped her body in a blanket, held a cup of hot tea in her hand, and dried her body quietly, with a calm expression on her face, which really surprised Mo Wen. This girl has no foundation in martial arts, let alone any chance to compete with others, it is hard to imagine that such a delicate and timid girl will have the same pain-bearing kung fu as herself.

The long hair that was scattered was re-tied into a ponytail, and the girl's appearance was once again hidden into a "human-like appearance". Mo Wen squatted beside the campfire, adding firewood, and did not speak, he understood that he did not need to ask questions at the moment, just to be a good listener.

Why do you want to change your appearance, the reason should be simple!

Human beings do not have an equal attitude towards the so-called "sub-humans". Long before the Kyushu War, humans were ...... to orcs and elves They are all persecuted in a discriminatory manner, and in fact, even if they are of the same kind, human beings still discriminate against each other, which leads to struggle.

If a race with high use value such as the dwarves is discovered by humans, they will definitely be arrested and locked in cages for the rest of their lives, coerced to create artifacts.

Dwarves are natural craftsmen, and they are valuable tools to humans in their own right.

What's more, Long. Beethoven's daughter......

The name alone is enough to cause a sensation!

Prosperous. Beethoven is a "creator" who far surpasses all kinds of creators, and has been famous all over the world since the time of the Kyushu War.

It is famous for making all kinds of demonic tools, and many people rely on their works to become violent overnight, and the weapons they forge have become the most sought-after items for the strong.

The control of the Demon Dao Divine Soldier is beyond the capacity of ordinary people, so it is mostly used by the Demon Race, and it has lived in the Demon Realm for a long time, so it is regarded as a demon by humans.

However, over time, "Long." The name "Beethoven" has become part of the legend, and bards often like to tell that the heroes are held by "Long." Beethoven's Atelier "The story of the battle against a powerful enemy.

It was really unexpected that this inconspicuous little fool would be the daughter of this peerless craftsman, but it wasn't too strange!

Ailing covered her naked body with felt, cautiously peeping at Mo Wen's movements, she clearly remembered that when she first walked into the world with her true face, she was almost captured by a slave trader, if it weren't for the fact that a stone happened to fly and made that guy's head bloom, the current situation must be very miserable.

Mr. Mo asked, will he be like them?

Although I feel that Mr. Mo Wen is a good person, many good people often show their true colors after encountering strong inducements.

Seeing all Ailing's worries in his eyes, Mo Wen shook his head and smiled.

He is not a desireless person, as a swordsman, he loves swords and is obsessed, if someone takes Long. Beethoven's sword was presented to him, and he was of course ecstatic.

However, a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way, and will use despicable means to defraud such a girl, the sword bones of the sword wielder are despicable, and his cultivation in the way of the sword is limited.

As early as in the past, the way of the sword that he walked did not need to rely on the divine soldiers, and it was even more useless in the future.

What's more, with the weapon created by this stupid woman into battle, hehe, no one should be disgusted with his life.

"Name?"

"Huh?" didn't understand the meaning of Mo Qian's words, Ailing just looked at him blankly.

"Obviously, I need to re-understand your identity, so let's start by introducing yourself!" Mo asked, "What is your real name?"

"Ahh

Ailing was first delighted, then hesitated, and snorted: "Oh no! Ailing's name, Mr. Mo Wen must not like it......"

Mo Wen waved his hand, asking her to talk less nonsense, tell the truth, Ailing saw this, a big stone fell to the ground in her heart, and said in a low voice.

"My name is Takashi. Einstein. Bugayera. Prince ......"

Well, it sounds like "Ailing" is a nickname, Long. Albert Einstein, what a wonderful name!

"Pittscraford. Lap it. Logistics. Royan Kram. Dataian. Red Danding. Chicuri. Toshiyashi. Kronov. Ascheda is also home. Amado card code. Ancient rarity eggplant private. Apaul Fu with mud his private blessing Aquino Mule Driver Puji Miro. Nongkada Adeve Roucia ......"

This name seems to be a bit too long, but it is not too strange, the emperor's house on the mainland, the name is also a long and smelly list, this point, Mo Wen suffered a lot back then, and he couldn't understand it.

However, after time passed, Ailing still kept talking, and she couldn't see that she was so good at remembering her surname, and she memorized such a long name so well, and she memorized it like a stream.

"Krimiv Atromi. Szrov Sikoariv Dai ......"

Mo Wenting's eyes were about to burst out, he knew a lot of nobles with long surnames, but he had never seen such an exaggeration.

Seeing this stupid woman shaking her head, she was very prepared to talk about the whole night, and Mo asked something that flashed in her mind, and shouted that it was not good.

Gesturing with a sneer, Mo Wen interrupted Ailing's registration.

In mainland etiquette, it is rude to prevent others from reporting their names, and some ethnic groups even regard it as a great shame and will duel for it.

However, this etiquette does not seem appropriate for the dwarves. When he was traveling, Mo Wen had heard from his elders that the dwarves were quite proud of their families and often kept all the names of their ancestors, so the names of the dwarves were all smelly and long.

The emperor of mankind likes to add the honorific title in front of the name: "Wencheng Wude, benevolence, wisdom, filial piety, righteousness, holy faith, love, Our Lady of Love, Queen Mother"

And so on, ** crosses are very common, but the names of the dwarves often jump in thousands, and they can even be exaggerated into a dictionary, which is really not a joke.

The elders who talked about this matter did not say whether the dwarves would write their names for three days and three nights, nor did they say that when the dwarves were interrupted, they would also break the bridge of the other party's nose, but at this moment of time urgency, it was really not a very interesting idea to let this woman talk all night, and his own surname might also collapse, helpless, and politeness had to be ignored.

"Hmm!"

Ailing was not surprised by this reaction, and nodded, but couldn't think of what to say, and the atmosphere between them became dull again.

"Mr. Mo Wen doesn't seem to have a problem, that's great. ”

Proving that she didn't see the wrong person, Ailing was overjoyed, but what happened next?

It's not going out of budget, but it's going in the worst direction. Not only did a wolf howling knight appear for no reason, but there was also a monster with extremely terrifying lethality, would Mr. Mo ask if he would be willing to stay?

He said that he would not fight against an enemy outside the budget, not to mention, there are so many variables now, there is no need to think about it, the answer is already obvious.

As if to confirm the girl's suspicions, Mo Wen whispered, "I don't know the whole thing yet, but for now...... If you keep going, you'll probably die!"

Ailing stayed for a while, then nodded, with a flat smile on her face, but she confided in her indomitable heart.

Mo Wen is a little incomprehensible, it stands to reason that retrieving the obsidian mirror is not a necessary job, since she is from the Demon Realm, if there is really something, she can hide back in the Demon Realm, and I believe that no one else will embarrass her.

"Is there any reason to keep going?"

"This ......"

Ailing seemed to be speechless and stopped, she originally wanted to "this, please don't say hello" as before, but seeing Mo Wen's attitude, she understood that this was the last chance to fight for this man.

"Mr. Mowen, I want to tell you a story...... Ailing lowered her head and whispered, "If you can, please don't laugh, okay?"

Famous for the title of the first craftsman in the Demon Realm, and maybe even the first craftsman in the Wind Continent, Ailing's father, Long. Beethoven, however, was a dwarf of unremarkable appearance.

He became famous in the Kyushu War, with his excellent casting skills, he stood out among the creators, and the magic tools and weapons he made were the favorite of the warriors and magnists at that time, and everyone was proud of holding the weapons he cast.

A surname is withdrawn, Beethoven refused the invitation to join the camp of both men and demons, and focused all his attention on casting weapons, no matter who the client is, as long as he can put forward the conditions that make him excited, he will cast weapons for him, although this style has caused him some trouble, but this famous craftsman is also a contemporary martial arts master, with strong cultivation and his unique martial arts "refining yang hand", Long. Beethoven easily shattered the uninvited guests who came to the door to provoke him.

Shocked to hear that there was such a strange person, the great demon god Wang Xuanye personally came to visit, and asked this famous craftsman to cast a pair of swords for his sister as a congratulatory gift, the sword is called Muramasa, and the sword name is cross, the former disappeared in history with the second user Temujin, and the latter built countless martial arts at the end of the Kyushu War.

After Xuan Ye's sudden death, the fourth prince of the demon clan, Yin, came to the door three times in a row to ask for help, hoping that Beethoven would cast a pair of armor for his fourteenth brother who was about to ascend the throne. This armor, known as the Dark Devil Armor, is Beethoven's masterpiece of life, not only pushing his reputation to the peak, but also opening a new milestone in his life.

Through the production of the Black Magic Armor, Beethoven became acquainted with the Great Demon God King Temujin, and was very impressed by his ideas and personality, and supported him with all his might. Although it was short, those short years were the most glorious days in the life of this famous craftsman.

Helplessly, the hero did not live long, and Temujin, who was already invincible in the world, was finally besieged and killed by the object to which he had dedicated his life, and disappeared on the lonely peak with his great ideal.

The beloved Lord is dead, Long. Beethoven was furious, but the general trend had gone, and in the face of the enemy's powerful counterattack, the reformers were defeated, and Beethoven had to retreat into the vast mountains of the Longteng Mountains, living a secluded life that did not care about the world.

Ailing didn't know about her father's heroic deeds back then, because Beethoven was not a person who liked to talk about the past, and she only knew about her father's fame and creations, as well as the fact that she had followed the Great Demon God King, and retired because of the death of the lord, and then met her mother......

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