"The name of this sword is the dragon's roar, and when it comes out of the sheath, it just makes a dragon-like whistling sound. The boy explained to his grandfather and the guests.

"Good, good sword. ”

Old Man Ding's happy eyebrows were crooked, he had also heard of this sword, it was an ancient sword that had been missing for many years, but he didn't expect that his grandson was so blessed that he actually found it from the people.

"It's actually this sword, I remember that his last owner was that great hero. ”

Some of the people below also recognized this sword, heard the rumors, and talked about it.

Since then, there has been another good sword in the Tibetan Sword Villa, and many people have sighed, both envy and jealousy.

Old man Ding is too, why do you collect so many good swords, is it useful, and only two two-handed swords are used, right, someone muttered sourly.

Sun Er really gave himself a long face, and as soon as this sword came out, it was the best gift from outsiders.

"Come, my good grandson, and have a drink with grandpa. ”

The old man was happy and blinked his hand

The housekeeper next to him hurriedly came over and poured wine for the two.

"To Grandpa. ”

The boy took his glass and drank it down.

"Okay, Old Man Ding, this grandson, is heroic and has the demeanor of a young hero. ”

There were people at the banquet cheering loudly and patting Old Man Ding's ass.

Then someone followed.

There are friends in the banquet, and naturally there are seniors, or people with a lower status.

The old man was happy and drank another glass with everyone.

His own children and grandchildren also sent gifts one after another, and of course, there was no such amazing thing as the Dragon Yin Sword.

"Everyone is so happy today, I Ding someone arranged a show for everyone, and let everyone not run to my Tibetan Sword Villa in vain. ”

After finishing speaking, Old Man Ding whispered a few words to the family behind him.

After a while, one by one the shelves were moved up to the middle platform.

After following, one by one the family members walked up to the stage with the sword box.

One by one, swords were placed on the shelves.

Now that you can feast your eyes, some of the people who use swords have begun to get excited.

Ding's predecessor's Hidden Sword Pavilion is not so easy to enter, unless it is his peers, friends, and his own family, he can't see it at all.

Although I also know that the old-timers will not show the best ones, but what can be taken out is absolutely extraordinary.

"Hahaha~. ”

There was a loud laugh outside the door, and an old man flew in with the laughter.

"I didn't expect that the old decay came at the right time, and I could see Brother Ding's collection. ”

"It turned out to be Brother Wen, please take a seat. ”

The person who came was one of Ding Lao's few friends of the same generation, and Ding Buren hurriedly got up to greet him.

After a few words of greeting between the two, Ding Buren invited the old man to sit down beside him.

At his age, there are really not many old friends left.

And it is not that he can not go out of retreat, or he is not known in which deep mountains he has traveled or is no longer alive, and his whereabouts are ethereal, and some of them cannot be notified.

Those who can come, such as this one, are here to celebrate their birthdays with their birthdays.

"Brother Wen, it's been another five or six years since this farewell, can you come in?"

Ding Buren brought the old brother a glass of wine.

The two of them drank it all.

"It's not about wandering around looking for hope to go further. The old man also filled a glass of wine for Ding Buren, and the two toasted again.

"Sometimes I envy Brother Ding, the family is scattered and enjoyed. ”

"What's good, it's all about worrying, how can you be as carefree as Brother Wen, and pursue the realm of martial arts wholeheartedly. ”

Ding Buren's sincere words, his family did become a drag on him in the end.

He has also offended many people by becoming famous in martial arts, and now none of the Ding family in the entire villa can stand up to the stage, if he is no more, then the entire Ding family will be finished.

Some of the people at the table below couldn't help it anymore and walked up to the stage to admire the sword.

The owner of Ding Zhuang is also atmospheric, and the sword can be viewed at will, as long as it is not taken off the stage.

Therefore, from time to time, there was a sound of the sword coming out of the sheath on the stage.

Accompanied by all kinds of exclamations, these juniors seemed to have picked up treasures, and they couldn't wait to hold their swords in their arms on the stage.

The elders of those sects were still reserved, each sitting drinking and greeting, only occasionally looking over here.

Yang didn't care about these so-called swords, his eyes were always on Fu'er in the distance.

Maybe because there are many elders at the table, Fu'er seems a little restrained, and she doesn't communicate with others, but just eats something silently.

Occasionally, the senior brother answered her and toasted her, but she just smiled politely and tasted it.

After three rounds of drinking, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more active, and the people in the rivers and lakes were so lively, and they began to find acquaintances to drink.

"This fairy sister, can you have a drink with your brother? ”

Under Yang's gaze, a richly dressed young man walked up to Fu'er with a wine glass.

This young man is Ding Chunqiu, the most favored grandson of Old Man Ding.

"Adulterous thief. ”

Yang scolded secretly in his heart, his grandfather was so feminine, and he saw that the most favored grandson got the true inheritance.

There are big ghosts, so I learned to soak in my sister with such an idea.

Yang kept cursing in his heart, and his eyes were staring at that side without blinking.

Fu'er still smiled reservedly, and said politely: "I'm sorry, Fu'er is not strong enough to drink." ”

She also saw this person offering treasure to Ding Daxia just now, so she naturally knew who he was, so she was very polite.

From the moment she stepped into the rivers and lakes, Fu'er knew how sinister the rivers and lakes were, and whether there was money in the world or not could not measure the value of a rao here.

Maybe you provoked a beggar dressed in tatters, who is a high-ranking senior, and can destroy you all over the house.

"Fu'er, Ding Gongzi made a special trip to toast, just accompany Ding Gongzi for a drink. ”

The apprentice didn't agree, but the master agreed for her.

Old Man Ding has been friends with the Wuyue Sword Sect, this Ding Gongzi is the most favored grandson, he is endowed with martial arts, and his age is already at the top of the body refining realm, and he will become a great weapon in the future.

Fu'er is a lay disciple, and she will start a family in the future, if she can marry this Ding Gongzi, it will be her blessing.

As the so-called master didn't dare to do it, Fu'er took a sip of the wine glass and coughed lightly twice.

Ding Chunqiu also took a sip of the wine in the glass.

"My sister is not strong enough to drink, I just have medicine here, and it will be better after taking it. ”

Grandpa often relies on brute force to get a woman, which is not a skill, it can only get her body and not her heart.

To get a woman's heart, let her fall in love with you with all her heart, that's called ability.

Ding Chunqiu took out a medicine bottle from his arms, and continued: "This medicine is particularly effective for sequelae such as drinking after eating, and it was prepared by my grandfather. ”

"Thank you Ding Gongzi for your kindness, I'm fine, and the medicine is not necessary. Fu'er declined Ding Chunqiu's medicine, turned around and sat down.