Coldly walked out of this shop, at this time he was dressed in new clothes, except for the scars on his face, his hair was still a little messy, compared to before, it looked a lot more comfortable.

Just out of this small shop, a thin man wearing a light armor from Lijingmen spit out a bamboo stick that he had bitten in his mouth, patted the dust on his body, and walked over without saying a word.

Seeing the people from Lijingmen coming towards him, he couldn't help but be curious.

When it was closer, this Lijingmen Chong was silent and saluted with his fists, and said respectfully: "The city lord has something to say, I want to bring the small one with the Sword Saint." ”

Leng Buyu nodded, signaling to the thin man but it didn't matter.

The thin man hesitated for a few moments, and then said, "The city lord has come to inform the Sword Saint that he has gone north." ”

Leng Buyu listened to it, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Naturally, he understood what it meant. But after all these days, he was asked to go north, and I don't know where this Bai Ling got the news.

Seeing that the thin man was silent, he frowned, showing a puzzled look, but the sorrow on his face was a little more, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it.

Leng Buyu smiled, looked at the thin man, and asked, "You, do you still have something to say?"

The thin man looked up, saw Leng Buyu and smiled slightly, and was silent again.

Seeing that he was silent repeatedly, Leng Bu was also impatient, and was ready to leave directly. The thin man finally spoke, shouting coldly.

"Lord Swordmaster, please stay. ”

Silently turned around and looked at the thin man.

The thin man opened his mouth again, but did not say a word. I saw him bite his lip and clench his fists, as if he had made a great determination, before he spoke completely.

"Lord Sword Saint, the little one has been in Cold City for seven years. But the small one was born and grew up in Crape Myrtle City. ”

Hearing this thin man say this, Leng Bu couldn't help frowning, and he was also a little wary of this thin man.

Seeing that Leng Buyu's expression changed, this thin man also knew that this contemporary sword saint had misunderstood him, and hurriedly explained: "Small, small is not what it means. In any case, now I am working under the city lord after all. Can ......"

Another sentence or two, and then silence.

At this time, Leng was really a little impatient, and said, "If you have something to say, you can finish it at once." Whoever you are, this seat, doesn't care. ”

Listening to Leng Buyu's arrogant tone, and then looking at his eyes, his eyes were cold. The thin man had to sigh and stop hesitating.

"The lord of the city is an immortal. The city lord will never betray Daye and will not do anything unfavorable to Daye. But, General Han ......"

Leng Buyu could hear it, and he also knew what the man was going to say next, so he raised his hand and signaled that he didn't have to say any more.

"Whether it's Bai Ling or Liang Boye, these people know everything on the outside, but what's going on inside, this seat, they are not interested at all. ”

After that, I don't pay attention to this thin man anymore, and I really left.

Looking at the back of Leng Bu and walking away, the thin man couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, after all, he was just a small person.

The thin man raised his head, looked at the sky, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. I don't know, those brothers of the white crow, at this time, are they all alive?

If he figured it out one day, left Bangfeng City, and went back to Ziwei City, those brothers would be willing to accept him again.

But everything, just think about it, how is the truth, and if you haven't done it, how can you know?

Leng Buyu didn't go to look for the delusion again, he was going to go back to Tianji Fang first, and let the old man help him take a look at the six seven-star swords on his body.

Anyway, he is going north this time, and what he wants to find is the white jade dragon, Liang Boye.

How much ability Liang Boye has, he didn't dare to hold it up if he didn't say anything.

But as I walked, I met an old acquaintance again.

I saw that Jia Daguan, who was dressed in colorful clothes and had fair skin that he couldn't wait to go up and kiss him now, was standing not far away, his eyes were full of spring, staring straight at him.

Seeing that the person who came was a dice and a delicate, in his heart, he was also emotionally complicated.

He greeted him and asked, "Daguan Jia, what happened this time?"

Dice Zhijiao picked her chin with her hand, bit her thin lips lightly, and said coquettishly: "The slave family has nothing to do, can't you come to Lord Sword Saint?"

In the face of this Nizi, Leng Si is becoming more and more helpless. He swallowed his saliva, and wanted to be as cold as ever, but when the words came to his mouth, he lost his voice.

Seeing Leng Buzhi's appearance, Dice Zhijiao felt even more interesting, and there was a burst of silver bell laughter, and said, "I didn't expect that Lord Sword Saint was so careless. No matter what, the slave family came to find the Sword Saint, and there is indeed something. ”

Something to say, Leng was silent, so he felt a little more comfortable, he nodded, and let the meaning of dice Zhijiao say.

Who knows, Dice Zhijiao sighed again, her voice was still coquettish, and said: "If the slave family wants to talk to the Sword Saint, it is ......"

Halfway through the words, the dice Zhijiao actually came over.

She stood on tiptoe slightly, her mouth pressed to Leng Buyu's ear, she breathed hot, and said intermittently: "If the slave family wants to be with the Sword Saint Lord, say, the slave family wants to raise the Sword Saint Lord, then the slave family, how much silver should be paid, is it appropriate?"

Speaker, calm and relaxed.

The listener, however, blushed again.

Leng Bu silently, his breathing was a little rougher, and his heartbeat was not accelerated.

Dice Zhijiao left the cold silence, shook the embroidery fan, covered his mouth and smiled.

And Leng was silent, although he forcibly operated his cold Qi to swim all over his body, but helplessly, the heat could not be suppressed for a moment. Love Chinese Network

"Leng still has something important to do, so he won't accompany Jia Daguan to laugh. ”

The words fell, and he wanted to leave, but he was stopped by the dice Zhijiao.

"You're boring. Even though the slave family is not a yellow flower girl, she is also a weak woman, and she is so cold as wood. ”

Leng Bu turned around, his face was red, and his ears were red, which was interesting and cute in the eyes of Dice Zhijiao.

"Miss Jia, although Leng is a martial artist, he also read a few sage books when he was young. Men get married, women get married, when there is a matchmaker to say the gift, the gift comes to the door. If it is said, eight sedan chairs, good days and auspicious days......"

As she spoke, Dice Zhijiao walked over quickly, and pressed her fingers together on Leng Buyu's mouth.

Leng Bu couldn't help but be smart, he looked at the dice to Jiao, those beautiful eyes, but they were really tempting.

And Dice Zhijiao smiled, and then said: "Lord Sword Saint is afraid that he has misunderstood, I am Dice Zhijiao, what I want is the face, not the husband." ”

After listening to it coldly, he slapped away the hand of Dice Zhijiao, and said angrily: "Ridiculous, Miss Jia, how can you say such unbearable filthy words from a girl family who is in the prime of life." ”

Even though he said this coldly, Dice Zhijiao still smiled. Leng Bu didn't want to say more, turned around, and prepared to leave.

Dice Zhijiao shouted to him twice, stopped silently, but did not look back.

Leng Bu didn't see it, and after a while, Zhijiao's eyes were full of spring again, and her face was like a peach. He could only hear that Dice Zhijiao was no longer coquettish, but he said very gently: "Come back early, the slave family is in Hanshu City, waiting for Leng Gongzi to drink." ”

Hearing her say this, Leng was stunned. His face was no longer hot and red, and his heartbeat was back to a flat rate. But the surrounding sounds seemed to be stripped away in an instant.

A sentence echoed in Leng Buyu's mind for a while, come back early, the slave family is in Hanshu City, waiting for Leng Gongzi, drinking.

The slave family, waiting for the cold son, drinking......

Leng Bu didn't look back after all, and didn't give a reply.

There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.

How many autumns do the flowers bloom, do you want your lover to return?

Until the cold silence was gone, Dice Zhijiao was still standing there, and the smile on her face was still uncollected.

But in her eyes, spring has gone, and autumn is coming. If there is less, it is the girl who is pregnant with spring, and if there is more, it is resentment and sorrow.

Dice Zhijiao has some hatred, hates that it is too late to meet you in this life, and hates the injustice of heaven in this world.

She was thinking about the next life, thinking about the next life. But thinking about it, but even more sad, on the bank of the Santu River, or by the bridge, if you drink that bowl of tasteless soup, all kinds of things in this life, will you remember it in the next life?

Leng Bu silently returned to the Shenji Workshop, or rather, he just returned to the blacksmith shop.

The one who guarded the shop was no longer the two sturdy men, this time he was replaced by a sturdy old man with a majestic face, like King Kong could not be touched.

The old man is the person who is the innermost god machine workshop, and he has seen it coldly and silently.

Seeing Leng Bu Si, the old man greeted him and was about to speak, but was stopped by Leng Bu Si with his eyes.

"Find me the best whetstones, fine powders, and ......"

Before he finished speaking, the sturdy old man nodded and said, "As soon as I use the tools, I'll go and prepare." Less, Mr. go inside and sit down for a while. ”

Leng Bu sat in the room, and after a while, the sturdy old man brought up a complete set of sword sharpening tools. What's more, the sturdy old man directly closed the shop, moved a bench, and sat directly next to Leng Buyu.

"Young master, these chores, it's better to ask the old man to do them myself. ”

Seeing that this sturdy old man looked affectionate, he was silent but refused with a smile.

He placed the six seven-star swords on the table one by one, and laid out the utensils one by one.

The sturdy old man looked at the seven-star sword on the table, couldn't help nodding, and said with emotion: "I think at the beginning, the old man, I also helped the master polish the seven-star sword once." ”

There is a young master, and the master in the mouth of everyone is General Han, who was once famous all over the world.

To say that you don't like this title must be false. But he was silent, but he was still a little unaccustomed.

"Old-timer, just call me silent. I'm just a wild baby in the mountains, and the only connection I have with General Han is because I was lucky enough to get this set of swords. said that he was a young master, but he really didn't dare to be it. ”

When the sturdy old man heard Leng Buyu's humble words, he smiled even more happily, and hurriedly said: "The sword has a spirit, and it will not recognize the Lord at will." What's more, the old guy at Edgeworth recognized that you were the young master, so naturally, a few of our old guys also recognized that the young master was the young master. ”

Seeing that the sturdy old man is so persistent, it is not good to say more if he is silent.

Leng Buyu smiled and began to sharpen his sword.

The sturdy old man watched from the sidelines, and nodded even more when he saw the cold polishing technique. Come to think of it, Leng Bu is not only good at swords, but also knows swords.

"Alas, it would be nice if my grandson, old man, could have the ability of the young master. ”

For no reason, Leng Bu smiled slightly. But then, Leng Buyu suddenly asked, "How old is the grandson of the old-timer?"

Hearing Leng Bu mention his grandson, the sturdy old man smiled and said, "My grandson, something else, it's really not okay." Fortunately, a few years ago, I said that I was a matchmaker and married a daughter-in-law. Now, the second one with the handle will come out. ”

Leng Bu listened to it, and also laughed with the old man, muttering in his mouth: "Good thing, good thing." ”

"The young master is not young, but does he have a favorite girl?"

Speaking of this, Leng Bu's face suddenly changed. But the sturdy old man is there after all, and he can't detect the slightest problem.

The sturdy old man immediately grinned, thinking in his heart, if the guess is correct, his own young master, this is Huaichun.

Congratulations, congratulations!