The capital is now in chaos.

The martial arts powerhouses who returned to the dynasty at the border were also divided into two factions.

A faction of people do whatever they want, kill, kill, kill, kill.

One group of people thinks that they can wait for the matter to come to light before talking about anything else.

Today's chaos in the capital is unusual.

If anger is poured on these ordinary people for no reason, then what is the point of being stationed at the border gates?

It's just that emotion has the biggest upper hand at such times.

The number of corpses scattered all over the field is a certainty.

At this time, in front of the Treasure Pavilion, the largest private blacksmith shop in the capital.

The first master of the younger generation in the army.

Jiang Yu was standing with a halberd.

The redness of his eyes had not yet faded, but he had not taken any further steps.

"Brother Jiang, no." At this time, a partial general in the army said: "This person Xue Xuanwu is the descendant of my great cadre national teacher, we can't forget our ancestors like this, there is no national teacher... It's not like we're doing it. ”

"Without the national teacher, there would be no today's great cadres." Jiang Yu said in a hoarse tone, in fact, he still had three points of sanity, and he did not hurt his former comrade-in-arms: "But without my mother, there would be no me." ”

"If I kill the junior of the national teacher, he wants to kill me, and I die without regrets, but if I don't avenge my mother's revenge, how can I be worthy of her nurturing grace? How can we rest in peace under the Nine Springs? ”

"Why do you think Xue Xuanwu was involved in killing your mother?" The warrior muttered.

Jiang Yu took a deep breath and said.

"Every great scholar is the murderer of my mother, they read our 'guilt' on the street, let the anger of the people pour out on our family, we have suffered a defeat, but we.... It is indeed defending the homeland and the country. ”

As soon as Jiang Yu's words came out, it made people silent for a while.

He wasn't completely out of his mind, either.

How can you not ask your surviving family members?

The struggle between civilian and military attachés.

The struggle between the literati and the warriors.

An angry populace is just a knife.

Jiang Yu wants to kill.

It is the great scholars who want to be killed.

The one who wants to be killed is Xue Bailu's descendants.

This is not only the descendant of the Sword Saint, but also the leader of today's young generation of readers.

It is a deterrent.

We warriors.

Do not be humiliated.

At this time, Jiang Yu said lightly.

"After killing him, I'll kill him, and it's no one else's business.... We should not be treated like this to protect our home and defend our country. ”

The implication is Xue Xuanwu's life.

He's going to decide.

This is the first master of the younger generation in the Daqian Army, the pinnacle of the acquired realm, and he wants to use his own affairs to maintain the dignity of the warriors, even if you say that the Sword Saint is the queen.

"I'll give you three days, if you don't hand over this Xue Xuanwu in three days, I'll step here."

At this time, he looked at the 'Treasure Pavilion' in front of him.

There is also a government sign on it, indicating that this blacksmith shop is capable of forging swords.

"The Ministry of War has even given out the qualifications for forging weapons." Jiang Yu's eyes flashed with deep disappointment.

He had some delays with the imperial court.

Somewhat disappointed.

At this time, it is the most important thing to protect the families of the warriors.

It's the imperial court.

It should be the imperial court.

But the imperial court did not.

"I heard that today's saint is a faint king, and today, it is true."

"The Lord of Mediocrity!"

....

At this time.

More and more people are paying attention to this small blacksmith shop.

This place where the storm meets.

"This makes my blacksmith shop unopen, but how can it be?" Li Xuanwu sighed, looking at Xue Xuanwu, who was still asleep in front of him.

He woke up once before, and he wanted to use his life to calm Jiang Yu's anger, otherwise this master in the army would launch a madness, who would be able to stop it?

Xue Xuanwu definitely can't hand over this goods.

Whether it is from the perspective of Daqian or Li Xuan's personal perspective.

Xue Xuanwu can't die.

Of course, Li Xuan didn't want to say so much to his younger brother, so he directly gave him a stick and let him sleep first.

It doesn't make sense to tell him now.

He would only 'sacrifice his ego' to appease Jiang Yu's anger.

"Shopkeeper." At this time, a martial arts strongman came in and said: "This matter has nothing to do with you, our affairs, we don't have to involve you, how we decide our own way." ”

This small blacksmith shop owner shouldn't have made a little splash in this place, but he appeared here just because he took in Xue Xuanwu.

"No, it can't be."

Li Xuan shook his head and said.

"I can't hand it over."

"You."

The martial arts strongman was a little embarrassed.

Those soldiers in the army who did not understand the true qi did not dare to raise their heads to talk to him, and feared him like a god.

Today, the owner of this small shop refuses him.

But he wasn't happy.

But there is not much to say.

Jiang Yu said three days.

It is three days.

After only three days, Xue Xuanwu walked out by himself.

If he doesn't come out, he will kill him, and whoever dares to stop him will be killed, and there is no comradeship.

There is only the revenge of killing relatives.

Only blood will be sacrificed.

Next.

The bloodied soldiers were still at the door, divided into two groups.

A group of people, led by Jiang Yu, wanted to kill Xue Xuanwu and set things right.

A group of people want to protect Xue Xuanwu, and they can't let the descendants of the Great Qiandao Saint die, if he dies, then the internal chaos of the Great Cadre will be incomparable.

And Li Xuan's Treasure Pavilion is still open and open as usual, but now, no one dares to come to this place where the wind and clouds meet.

Not to mention that Wangjing City is so chaotic today, it is when Wangjing City is not so chaotic.

When encountering such a situation, I am afraid that I will be affected by the sword qi of the swords here.

At this time, in the calm two waves of people, Li Xuan said loudly.

"The weapon is unsalable, help us."

The soldiers present thought it was very strange.

It should be said that the owner of the Treasure Pavilion is big-hearted, or weird.

In such an atmosphere, it is still possible to open for business?

"The weapon is unsalable, help me." Li Xuan looked at the soldiers present, clasped his hands to his chest, and said, "It's okay to repair the weapons, one or two silvers at a time, to ensure that the repair is the same as new." ”

Or silence.

Li Xuan continued.

I don't know if I think Li Xuan's chatter is a little annoying.

Among the team protecting Xue Xuanwu, there was a person who impatiently pulled out the knife of the accompanying soldier and threw it directly to Li Xuan.

"Take it and fix it, don't bother it."

"Huh."

Li Xuan looked at the knife in front of him.

Riddled with holes and rust.

It's not so much a knife.

It's a piece of rusty iron.

A fragile piece of rusty iron.

"This knife is really good." Li Xuan praised from the bottom of his heart: "This year, 100,000 taels of silver were allocated to the front line, and the soldiers used such a treasure knife to protect their families and defend the country. ”

"Good knife, good knife!"

Li Xuan's voice was loud.

It's sharp.

100,000 taels of silver a year.

Knives used by soldiers.

At this time, everyone present gave birth to a strange appearance.

From ordinary soldiers.

From the generals who are martial arts strongmen.