Tie Xinlan doesn't know how long she can hold on, the current Songmen City is like a blade falling into a poison pool, the toxins of the poison pool are slowly corroding the body of the blade, eating away at the blade itself, and the poisonous mist escaping from the poison pool is also corroding the pride of the craftsmen, Tie Xinlan can even see that the eyes of those craftsmen are gradually dying.

Tie Xinlan's eyes looked blankly at her hands that were rubbed red and swollen by herself, and she leaned on the side of the water tank and hugged her knees and sobbed for no reason.

She's scared, she's afraid she won't be able to hold on.

At this time, a deep voice sounded in Tie Xinlan's ears: "What's wrong with you?"

Hearing this voice, Tie Xinlan's heart trembled, she raised her head, and Shi Dang, who was as strong as a bear, carefully put her hand in the air on her shoulder, looking cautious, as if she was facing a porcelain full of cracks, and her clumsy appearance like a child was very ridiculous.

Shi Dangdang saw Tie Xinlan raise his head to look at him, and quickly took his hand back, rubbing his hands with a panicked look: "I thought you were uncomfortable......" Then he saw Tie Xinlan's red and swollen eyes crying, and his heart suddenly came up again: "What's wrong with you?

Tie Xinlan wiped her face and grinned: "Thank you Master for your concern, it's just that your eyes are in the sand, it's okay." The smile was sassy and heroic, and there was no trace of the fragile little daughter's family.

Shi Dangdang cautiously asked, "Is it really okay?" I know some seniors of the Physician Dao, do you want to go and have a look?" Tie Xinlan waved her hand with a big grin: "It's really okay." Saying that, he pushed Shi Dangdang: "Master, go get busy." ”

Looking at the back of Shi Dangdang who turned around and left in three steps, the uneasiness in Tie Xinlan's heart just now was driven away.

Shi Dangdang made Tie Xinlan see a glimmer of hope.

At that time, Tie Xinlan saw Shi Dang, who was about the same height as herself, and thought that Shi Dangdang was younger than herself, and when she learned that Shi Dangdang was five years older than herself, Tie Xinlan couldn't believe it at all, after all, Shi Dangdang's foundation was too poor, even after Sun Lao's recuperation, he couldn't recover immediately, and now Shi Dangdang has grown up with a tall and big body like a strong bear, and he will always be a big grin to others, but Tie Xinlan is still the same cautious and submissive appearance that he had just been brought home by Tie Xiaotao。

Tie Xiaotao did not deliberately hide Tie Xinlan from Song Qingfeng, so Tie Xinlan knew Shi Dangdang's identity and what it represented when Shi Dangdang came to the Tie family, in Tie Xinlan's eyes, Shi Dangdang, who knew nothing, was the happiest, he could ignorantly enjoy the love of the old man surnamed Sun, he could accept Tie Xiaotao's cultivation ignorantly, and he could even ignorantly inherit everything that originally belonged to the Tie family, replacing the position of the Tie family in Songmen City.

But Tie Xinlan didn't hate Shi Dangdang, because she saw the purity of a craftsman from Shi Dangdang, and from Shi Dangdang's body, Tie Xinlan could even see her father's figure, and in Shi Dangdang's body, Tie Xinlan saw the continuation of her father's life as a craftsman.

Tie Xiaotao did take refuge in Song Qingfeng back then, but it does not mean that Tie Xiaotao abandoned his responsibilities and the responsibilities of the Tie family. Song Qingfeng, as the lord of Songmen City appointed by Emperor Liyang, the Tie family can only accept this fact no matter how unwilling they are, after all, this world is still the world of the royal family, if they don't obey, then what awaits the Tie family is a justifiable disaster. In order to protect his family, protect the Blacksmith Avenue, and protect Songmen City, Tie Xiaotao had to bow to Song Qingfeng and do things according to Song Qingfeng's instructions.

However, coincidentally, under the instruction of Song Qingfeng, Tie Xiaotao accepted Shi Kangdang, who had an excellent forging talent, which made Tie Xiaotao see a glimmer of hope, so he pinned everything on Shi Kangdang's body, and passed on all what he had learned all his life to Shi Kangdang, in Tie Xiaotao's eyes, Shi Dangdang was a peerless iron, and his task was to pour everything he had into Shi Dangdang, forge it into a tool, and make it an existence that was enough to make Song Qingfeng jealous.

Obviously, Tie Xiaotao succeeded, and now Shi Dangdang is the last light that Tie Xinlan can see in this dark Songmen City, a cold light that belongs to the blade.

She firmly believes that one day this light will pierce everything that binds Songmen City like a real sharp blade, so Tie Xinlan must protect this light inherited from her father, Tie Xiaotao, the great leader of the Tie family.

Since the day of the death of Tie Xinlan's father Tie Xiaotao, Tie Xinlan no longer builds it, she feels that every time she swings the hammer, she will hammer the long nail on the lid of this iron coffin to make the lid of the coffin sink a few points, and now Shi Dangdang's light is not enough to break through the coffin in Songmen City, she must pull her fingers into the edge of the coffin, bear the weight of the coffin lid, even if the ten fingers are pressed to the point of blood, she must not let go, she must protect Shi Dangdang, this is her last persistence as a descendant of the Tie family. In order to protect Shi Dangdang, Tie Xinlan chose the same path as her father, bowed down under Song Qingfeng's seat, and became his lackey who secretly controlled Songmen City.

Tie Xinlan needed a chance, a chance to lift the lid of the coffin and bring the light of day to this Songmen City.

Tie Xinlan's hand touched her chest, and she could feel the presence of the envelope through her clothes.

Tie Xinlan learned from Shi Gandang that Bai Xiaosheng's true identity was the person who recorded it.

Songmen City, as the big city with the largest number of Jianghu guests, is also the big city that is most often haunted by those Jianghu masters, where there are masters, there are stories, and there are stories and there are recorders, Tie Xinlan has been in contact with the recorders more than once.

Tie Xinlan hates the scribes, these people know everything, but they will only silently record it and watch it coldly and tell this past to others as a story, using the pain of others as the capital of their tongues.

She knew that the reporter had no obligation to help her, but when she turned to the reporter for help on this matter and wanted to buy some information about Song Qingfeng, the reporter was unwilling to sell her any information, and disappeared under her nose.

Tie Xinlan could feel from the words and actions of those who took notes, and those people seemed to be waiting for something.

What are those reporters waiting for? What else in this world is worth waiting for in this world except secret news and earth-shattering events?

Thinking of this, Tie Xinlan's hand holding the envelope through her clothes tightened, could it be that this is what those reporters were waiting for?

"I'm sorry, father, originally you wanted Brother Shi to take over the burden of the Tie family, but I'm sorry, I'm also a descendant of the Tie family, and I can't calmly throw the responsibility that belongs to our Tie family to the stupid Brother Shi. ”

That night, Tie Xinlan opened the envelope that Bai Xiaosheng handed her, and when she saw the few strokes inside, Tie Xinlan couldn't help laughing.

Sure enough, the people who wrote it were liars. ”

......

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Song Qingfeng, dressed as a refugee, curled up under an old pine tree outside Songmen City and took a nap, when he heard the sound of wings fluttering over his head, and raised his head to look up. "It seems to be the flying pigeon of Tie Xinlan's girl. The dartle climbed up the pine tree with his disproportionate speed in his bloated size, and in a short time he climbed down with a pigeon in his arms, and handed the pigeon to Song Qingfeng with both hands.

Song Qingfeng took the note from the pigeon, threw the pigeon out casually, raised his drooping eyelids and looked at the note: "This is really strange, Tie Xiaotao's daughter is rare to find me once, the last time I told me about the person who recorded it, I have already made a great contribution to telling the person who wrote it, what is the ...... this time?"

Halfway through the words, Song Qingfeng didn't have that lazy appearance, his eyes widened with drooping eyelids, and his hands began to tremble.

Seeing Song Qingfeng's appearance, although the dartle rat on the side didn't know what was written on the note, he also knew that Song Qingfeng was frightened, but at this juncture, there was only one thing that could scare Song Qingfeng like this: "My lord, that person ...... Found it?" Song Qingfeng showed a strange expression that was half crying and half laughing: "Found it...... I found it. ”

Song Qingfeng stuffed the note into the hand of the dartle, got up, patted the dirt on his body, and walked towards the city gate: "Go back." ”

The dartle didn't know why, so he unfolded the note, only to see that there was no information on it, only one sentence: I'm coming to you.

The inscription is a small nine-headed bird seal.