"The identity nameplate of the sword-casting apprentice", shaking the black iron piece in his hand, Demon Zangfeng pursed his lips and smiled. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Lin Yuechan heard this, her eyes widened a lot, she glanced at the crossed double swords engraved on the iron plate, and then at the demon hidden feng, she suddenly said urgently: "Xiao Feng, hurry up and return the nameplate, even if it is dropped by others, you can't take it casually." ”

Unlike Xiao Wu, although Lin Yuechan has never seen the identity nameplate of the "Sword Casting Apprentice", she has heard Bai Lao say that those people are all five big and three rough men, all of them are scary and difficult to mess with, if you know that the identity nameplate was taken by Xiao Feng, it will be okay.

Eh, seeing Lin Yuechan's anxious expression, Demon Zangfeng didn't have the heart to laugh, and immediately explained: "Sister Yuechan, this is mine."

"Yours?"

Lin Yuechan blinked her eyes slightly, she didn't speak, just looked at the eyes of Demon Zangfeng calmly with a pale and soft face.

Those beautiful eyes were as clear as a stream, straight through the bottom of my heart, and the demon Zangfeng who saw it felt panicked for no reason.

At this time, Lin Yuechan seemed to have done something wrong when she was a child, and she also didn't speak, looking at her sister quietly.

"Today, the sword-casting apprentice recruited by the sword-casting institute, I passed the assessment", Demon Zangfeng hurriedly said, seeing her suspicious face, he added: "Xiao Wu took me there in the morning"

"Really", Lin Yuechan glanced at her suspiciously.

"Hmm", Youzangfeng nodded.

glanced at Xiao Feng, who didn't seem to be cheating, in the past, when he did something wrong, he would dodge his eyes and be speechless, but this time he seemed very upright.

"Xiao Feng is becoming more and more like an adult, and he can support his family", Lin Yuechan showed a smile.

Seeing this, Demon Zangfeng breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

"Sister Yuechan, we can eat good food in the future, I can buy you new clothes, silver hairpins, and rouge powder."

Demon Zangfeng smiled, laughing from the heart, with a little silly, pure like a child.

As if infected by Xiao Feng's smile, Lin Yuechan also smiled, and even her faintly aching spine was much more relaxed.

After laughing, Lin Yuechan was slightly curious, she heard Bai Lao say that the sword-forging apprentice was very tired, but the treatment was very good, but she didn't know how good it was.

Seeing Lin Yuechan's curiosity, Demon Zangfeng's smile grew, and he stretched out an index finger with his left hand, and five fingers from his right hand shook it.

"Fifteen taels of silver", snorted softly, and Lin Yuechan had a look of surprise in her eyes.

Fifteen taels of silver a month, which is almost equivalent to four months of silver, is really a very high salary.

After understanding what she meant, Demon Zangfeng hid a smile in the depths of his pupils, shook his head and said, "It's not fifteen pieces of silver."

Isn't it, that's six taels of silver a month, which is also very good.

"Xiao Feng, you don't need to buy these things for your sister, you just save them, and maybe you can buy a house of your own in the future."

Six taels of silver a month, seventy-two taels in a year, seven hundred and twenty taels in ten years, and one thousand four hundred and forty taels of silver in twenty years, this huge amount is enough for Xiao Feng to buy a small house in the city.

Thinking like this, the smile on Lin Yuechan's face suddenly opened, Xiao Feng can live a good life, which is happier than her wearing gold and silver every day.

This smile, like a tulip competing for beauty, with gentleness, beauty, and love, is deeply engraved in the heart of the demon Zangfeng.

Demon Zangfeng suddenly had an impulse, an urge to protect this smile forever.

"Sister Yuechan, it's five taels of silver a day", Demon Zangfeng said suddenly.

Lin Yuechan was stunned, she blinked her eyes several times, and the smile on her face gradually turned stunned.

Five taels of silver a day, did you hear it wrong, Xiao Feng should be talking about five taels of silver a month.

"Xiao Feng, can you say it again, my sister didn't hear clearly..."

"Sister Yuechan, you heard it right, it's five taels of silver a day", Demon Zangfeng confirmed the absurd idea in Lin Yuechan's heart.

Hearing that, Lin Yuechan's pale white lips stretched out of the O-shape, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Five taels of silver a day, how is this possible.

"Xiao Feng, don't joke with your sister", Lin Yuechan shook her head and said.

"As long as you complete the daily quenching of iron, you can get five taels of silver, and an additional piece of refined iron for forging a hundred taels of refined iron, there are thirty taels of silver, and a piece of refined iron for a thousand refinements, more than one hundred taels", Demon Zangfeng said very sincerely, and this is indeed the case.

"Xiao Feng, don't you want your sister to be happy", Lin Yuechan shook her head, but she refused to believe it.

If fifteen taels of silver a month is the limit she can accept, then one hundred and fifty taels of silver a month is really beyond her imagination.

You must know that a patrol sword guard is only one hundred taels a month, Xiao Feng said that he can have one hundred and fifty taels a month, how lame is this lie.

Seeing this, Demon Zangfeng was anxious, and he hurriedly explained, but Lin Yuechan shook her head with her mouth closed, and even faintly carried a hint of anger.

"Xiao Feng, don't make trouble", Lin Yuechan interrupted Demon Zangfeng's explanation and tilted her head to the side.

Uh, I didn't make a fuss, why didn't Sister Yuechan believe it.

Twisting his palms in embarrassment, Demon Zangfeng said helplessly: "Sister Yuechan, I'll boil medicine for you first, and eat lean porridge for lunch, okay?"

"Are you still going to lie to your sister", Lin Yuechan didn't respond, she pouted her head and said a little childishly.

Seeing this, Demon Zangfeng couldn't cry or laugh a little, which was much worse than the gentle and generous sister in his impression.

But soon, Demon Zangfeng understood something, and Nuan Nuan smiled and said: "No, I will never tell Sister Yuechan half a lie in the future, if there is a violation, just..."

"Xiao Feng", Lin Yuechan turned her head and interrupted Demon Zangfeng's next words.

"I'm hungry", Lin Yuechan smiled slightly, and there was no hint of reproach in her eyes.

"I'll go now", in response, Demon Zangfeng withdrew the black iron piece and walked out of the firewood room with the medicine.

Demon Zangfeng didn't know that the moment he walked out of the firewood room, Lin Yuechan's gentle expression suddenly turned to pain, and her slender willow eyebrows were tightly frowned.

The pain from her spine never went away, but Lin Yuechan had been struggling and had never shown it in front of Demon Zangfeng.

She knew better than anyone else how heavy her injuries were, so Xiao Feng told herself that she would be healed after drinking the medicine, and she knew from the beginning that it was impossible.

Looking at the wooden beams on the roof, Lin Yuechan was a little tired.

......

"Sister Yuechan, Sister Yuechan", listening to the soft call in her ears, Lin Yuechan slowly opened her eyes, and in her blurred vision, Xiao Feng was standing beside her with medicine.

"Sister Yuechan, drink the medicine and then go to sleep", said softly, Demon Zangfeng blew cold medicine spoonful by spoonful, and fed Lin Yuechan to drink.

Maybe she had said too much before, Lin Yuechan drank the medicine, only ate a few mouthfuls of porridge, and fell asleep.

Looking at Lin Yuechan's frowning brows from time to time, Demon Zangfeng took the towel and silently wiped the fragrant sweat from the girl's forehead.

Sister Yuechan, just hold on for a while, just hold on for a while.

The midday sun rose high and shone through the window on Demon Zangfeng's somewhat sad face.

After drinking the remaining porridge of Lin Yuechan in one gulp, Demon Zangfeng drank a full six bowls until the bottom of the pot was emptied, and he filled fifty percent of his stomach.

Tomorrow is physical work, and if you don't fill your stomach, it's hard to use your strength.

After taking the cloth pad, Demon Zangfeng sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, half of his consciousness controlled the soul villain to play the seal of restoring soul power, and the other half of his consciousness slowly sank into the dantian.

In the dantian, the hundred wisps of vitality in front of the sword whirlpool were already ready to move.

PS: Thanks for the tip of the quiet KSZ girl