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Lin Ding subconsciously squirmed his mouth, and wanted to pick out the bones, but it was difficult to start.

"Then I'll take my leave first", after the demon Zangfeng finished speaking, he walked past a few sword-forging apprentices who had made way of the way, and walked quickly towards the stone gate.

When Demon Zangfeng walked away, Lin Ding remembered something, and suddenly said urgently, "Stop, this is just a piece, there is still left..."

"Hiss", without waiting for Lin Ding to finish speaking, everyone only heard an inhalation sound similar to the leakage of the front teeth, which was extremely annoying.

Lin Ding's brows tightened, he was very disgusted by the strange inhalation sound that interrupted his speech, and turned his head to look, it was really the tall man with missing front teeth.

But soon, Lin Ding found that undisguised shock in his eyes.

Not surprised, but shocked.

Lin Ding vaguely remembered that he was also a generation with missing front teeth, and he also used this kind of look to look at the eyes of those who stood out and became the disciples of the swordsmith, but this time, the meaning seemed to be even stronger.

Lin Ding suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, Demon Hidden Feng's piece of refined iron, which was almost perfectly quenched, had already set off a wave in his heart, and he couldn't imagine what else could mobilize his emotions again.

Subconsciously looked at the iron bucket along the line of sight of the missing front teeth, Lin Ding's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes hurt from the circles of scales.

Everyone still wanted to see the joke of the demon hidden feng, but when the young man walked out of the sword casting place with a straight face, and then looked at the few people who were shocked in place, they were not stupid, and they ran over in disbelief.

At the moment, the only ones who can still fight with iron without distraction are Lin Yue and Lin Sihei, but both of them have a wry smile on the corner of their mouths, and the speed of swinging the hammer is much slower.

Demon Zangfeng didn't know how shocking he had done, he was just bent on going back quickly and boiling a bowl of medicine for Sister Yuechan.

The soul power was running, the footsteps were windy, and in less than a moment, the demon hidden feng had already crossed the path and approached his own firewood house.

However, when he saw the two Wen Bi maids standing in front of the firewood room, and the half-open firewood room, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and subconsciously ran over.

"Stop" heard footsteps, and the maid on the left immediately shouted.

However, Demon Zangfeng was so worried about Lin Yuechan that he had no time to look at the two maids more, and he planned to run in without looking back.

"Are you deaf", the maid on the left frowned coldly, she slammed in front of the demon hidden front, and a sword yuan fluctuation belonging to the fourth stage of the swordsman burst out from her.

"My young master is inside, please stop", the maid on the right had a soft voice, and stepped out, and a sword yuan fluctuation that was even richer than the cold-eyebrow maid burst out.

Demon Zangfeng didn't expect that the two maids cultivated Jian Yuan, and they were not bad, and when he got closer, he found that the two delicate girls were still twin sisters.

However, when he heard the words of the maid, his heart was shocked, and his soul power worked violently, and the strength under his feet increased several times.

It may be that the fluctuation of the sword element of the demon hidden feng is too weak, and the two maids do not feel it, or even if they feel it, they will not take it to heart, and they just stretched out a slender jade hand that runs the sword yuan to this unreasonable young man.

One can bear about 300 catties, and the other can withstand 400 catties, so it is naturally effortless to block a young man who looks very poor.

However, there is always a deviation between the truth and imagination, the moment the power of Demon Zangfeng's legs was released, the strength he carried was not limited to this, almost in the blink of an eye, he knocked into the hands of the two maids and ran in.

The maid on the left was stunned for a moment, and then crossed the look of anger and deponement, but the maid on the right was afraid, and the two of them hurriedly ran into the small firewood room at the same time.

In the firewood room, a handsome young man wearing a golden silk robe withdrew his slender fingers on Lin Yuechan's face who was about to touch the sleeping Lin Yuechan with many traces, and his brows jumped slightly.

"Young master, the slave and maid should die, the slave and the maid should not be released...", the maid with a somewhat cold and arrogant personality didn't even dare to breathe in front of the handsome young man, and hurriedly bowed down to plead guilty, where was there still a little bit of previous arrogance.

The twin sister on the other side did not dare to say anything to intercede for her sister, and bowed her head tightly, for fear that the moody master would increase the punishment of her sister.

"Don't make this girl rest," the handsome young man waved his hand, and there was silence in the firewood room, only breathing.

There were three people standing in the hut, and it was inevitably a little crowded.

Demon Zangfeng looked at the luxurious young man standing beside the bed, although he didn't look much older than himself, Demon Zangfeng could clearly feel a rich sword yuan no less than Lin Yan surrounding the young man's body.

Subconsciously glanced at the green jade long sword on the young man's waist, and a jade plate engraved with the word Lin hanging on his waist, he quickly searched for the identity of the Lin family in his mind.

"Who are you, what are you doing", after seeing the scene just now, where would the demon Zangfeng still have a good impression of the young man in front of him, and immediately leaned coldly towards Lin Yuechan.

"Presumptuous, young master..."

Without waiting for the twin sisters to finish speaking, Lin Chengyu's eyes were slightly cold.

The personal maid who opened her mouth was pulled by her sister and suddenly noticed Lin Chengyu's sight, she shuddered, immediately silenced, and never dared to say a word again.

Lin Chengyu looked at Demon Zangfeng, and was not angry, and said with a warm smile, "I had a relationship with this girl in the pharmacy before, and when I heard that she was injured, I brought a three-grade elixir. ”

Demon Zangfeng's face was expressionless, and he frowned secretly, how precious the third-grade elixir was, even some ordinary Lin family descendants couldn't take it, let alone give it away at will.

"No", Demon Zangfeng said lukewarmly.

When the maid behind the demon hidden feng heard this, she immediately wanted to be angry, this young man was too ignorant, but when she caught a glimpse of Lin Chengyu's somewhat strange smile, she was familiar with the master's temperament, and she trembled from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help but say it.

"Demon Zangfeng, the orphan picked up by Lin Tiexin, moved to the firewood room at the age of six, and has no sword vein, eight years of condensing the sword spin, and has never refined the sword yuan ...... after that", Lin Chengyu's fingers lightly tapped the precious scabbard on his waist, and halfway through speaking, he suddenly paused, because he found something very interesting.

Unlike the two twin sisters who relied on the elixir to smash them, Lin Chengyu fought steadily and steadily, relying on his own talent to break through and reach the realm of swordsmen.

He was quite sensitive to sword element fluctuations, and with a little care, he detected the weak sword element fluctuations in Demon Zangfeng's body.

There is no sword vein, there should be no possibility of cultivating the sword element.

However, this point can reach the fluctuation of the swordsman, even the pair of twin maids will not take it to heart when they know it, let alone Lin Chengyu.

Lin Chengyu only paused, and then accurately said the identities of Demon Zangfeng and Lin Yuechan.

Demon Zangfeng listened expressionlessly, and his mind flashed to the adoptive mother who brought someone to the door a few days ago, his expression was gloomy, and he faintly guessed the identity of the young man in the golden silk robe.

Lin Chengyu, the leader of the younger generation of the Lin clan, the four-grade sword vein, the high-grade sword spin, the swordsman crossed the level to defeat a swordsman at the peak of the realm, no matter which aura is shining, surpassing the same age, and adding up is even more eye-catching.

However, what really made Demon Zangfeng's heart feel nameless anger was Lin Xiao was one of the swordsmen under his name, and the trouble that his adoptive mother came over the day before yesterday was precisely because she wanted Lin Yuechan to be the maid of the young man in front of her.