Lei Zhengze looked at Feng Qingtong, looked into his eyes, and asked softly:

"How?"

Feng Qingtong nodded:

"It's fine. ”

Only then did Lei Zhengze completely let go of the hand that was holding Feng Qingtong slightly, and bowed respectfully to the swordsman with the back box:

"Brother Qin, Lei is not talented, and I want to invite my brother to stay in this Minglu Mountain for a night. ”

The ghost-faced swordsman said in a puzzled tone:

"Isn't it all over? What am I doing here?"

"I see that Brother Qin's sword box and two swords are not the most satisfactory; the Lei family has an extraterrestrial meteorite, which has been shown to the southern casting family, and its properties are unpredictable, and it is suitable for melting and forging. If Brother Qin is willing, he can take this piece of meteorite iron and forge a divine sword that is truly suitable for him. ”

"Give it to me?" the ghost-faced swordsman pondered for a moment, revealing some interest:

"You're saying that I have reforged all the Excaliburs in my hands to forge a truly satisfactory Excalibur?"

Lei Zhengzhi nodded:

"Theoretically possible. ”

"This piece of meteorite is the color of this famous sword conference. It's a bit chicken to others, but it's just right for you, Brother Qin. ”

The ghost-faced swordsman was silent for a long time, then pointed to the young man in white with a broken mask and asked:

"What if he happens to need it too?"

Feng Qingtong shook his head indifferently:

"Melting and forging meteoric iron, no matter how high the quality is higher than me, it doesn't make sense. And I've already achieved the purpose of coming here, and I don't have any extravagance. ”

The ghost-faced swordsman hesitated, his mind twisting and weighing.

Lei Zhengze jumped off the high platform and grabbed the wrist of the ghost-faced swordsman. Under the ghostly face, the eyes of the swordsman on the back box danced like candles at night, but he didn't say anything after all.

Unlike Feng Qingtong, who was as weak as Feng Qingtong, Lei Zhengze still had the strength to spare, circled the conversation between the three of them in a small world, leaned over and said softly:

"It's just right, I don't know if I can recuperate in Luming Mountain Villa tonight, and the two of us will help protect the formation. ”

Lei Zhengze looked at the young man whose mask was damaged, revealing half of his baby face, and said with a smile:

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrifying!"

Feng Qingtong was about to say something, his eyes were dark, and after hesitation, he finally fell silent and did not refuse.

So on the top of the mountain, the various sects and factions were scattered, and only some of the sects that received the secret letter would be left behind by Lei Zheng, and there were still many matters that should be arranged. Among them, it naturally includes the three huge sects in the central and southern parts of the country.

All the people who were left behind were arranged in the Naruka Mountain Resort at the foot of the mountain. This villa can be regarded as magnificent, with countless rooms, and there are holes in the sky. The villa belongs to the management of the Wumeng, which is basically equivalent to the Lei family's property at this time, and is operated and arranged by the Lei family itself.

The dinner is naturally sumptuous, and it stands to reason that after today's famous sword event, there should be all kinds of staggered bargains, and it is indispensable to praise each other and change cups. But Lei Zhengze figured out the personalities of the two after a short meeting, and he was responsible for the overall situation outside the venue, feasting with everyone. Feng Qingtong and the backpacker's dinner was delivered to their respective rooms, and the two of them ended quietly.

What the three of them would not have thought, or didn't care about, was that after today, the custom of wearing masks on the rivers and lakes would suddenly prevail and last for a long time.

After dinner, everyone who attended the dinner basically returned to their rooms, and everyone's perception of this young master of the Lei family changed suddenly. On the surface, it seems that the eldest young master of the Lei family suddenly opened his mind and had a bit of the demeanor of the old alliance leader. But the discerning man can see,

Today, the eldest young master of the Lei family is contrary to the normal state of the past, and he is full of energy among everyone, step by step, and what is hidden behind is the mountain rain in the entire rivers and lakes.

Feng Qingtong and the ghost-faced swordsman's rooms are not far apart, and they are in the middle of the entire villa, and they are basically in the same area as Lei Zhengze's appointment with the people who hold the rivers and lakes to agree on the future of the rivers and lakes. The two-person room is one south and one north, just on opposite sides of the area.

Lei Zhengze arranged the location of the room for two people in this way, which was almost unguarded.

Tonight, the wrestling of various forces, as well as how Lei Zhengze, who really came out of the mountain, will be shown in the brightly lit villa at the foot of the mountain. And here, it will also be regarded by later generations as the sleeping dragon of the Lei family, and it will begin to fly into the sky and hit thousands of miles away.

Lei Zhengze made an appointment to meet everyone, some people came, and some people did not go to the appointment; the mountain villa is brightly lit, and there will be wind and clouds; the land boundary is vast, and the rest of the mountain villa is also prosperous, and the whole mountain villa is brightly lit and the sky is red.

In the distance, other guests are still drinking and feasting, and the noisy toasts have been heard for a long time, they are immersed in the rivers and lakes of this prosperous world, and they think that they are romantic;

It seems that the singer sings in a low voice, but melodious, and reaches the ears of everyone in the villa.

"Yo yo deer chirping, apple of the wild food. I have guests, drummers and shengs. Blowing the sheng drum spring, bearing the basket is the will. People are kind to me, show me to walk. ”

"Yo yo deer singing, eating wild artemisia. I have a guest, Deyin Kong Zhao. Depending on the people, the gentleman is effective. I have a purpose to drink, and the guest style Yan Yiao. ”

"Yo Yo Lu Ming ......"

Lei Zhengze sat on the main seat, and did not care about the old masters and old rivers and lakes who were mostly calm and calm. He closed his eyes slightly, and hummed softly along with the melodious singing voice:

“...... People are kind to me, show me to do it...... I have a guest, Akira Otoko. If you don't see the people, if you are a gentleman, you will be effective......"

After a long time, he opened his eyes, glanced at the calm old men, and said softly:

"The north is under the nose of the old man, and it is quite a rule, but in the south, I have to take care of it......"

In the first place, Cong Tianwen was silent, and then behind, Qiyu's eyes were complicated. At the door, Li Tai'a's face was gloomy, and he didn't bear it......

Feng Qingtong meditated in his room to ÷ his book qi and restore his spiritual power. Being invited by Lei Zhengze to live here, Feng Qingtong didn't have so many miscellaneous thoughts to move the formation here. Glancing at it casually, the level of formation here is not worth his interest.

Of course, the main reason is that his own loss is really serious, and he doesn't have the heart to wander around anymore. In the realm of Shenqi, Feng Qingtong couldn't think of anyone who could be above Lei Zheng. With such a foundation, no matter how messy Lei Zhengze jumps into the Habitat Realm, he will not be weak.

What about yourself? I don't care about my own killing power at all, just complete the five things as soon as possible. The third thing that I successfully completed today is the biggest takeaway......

The first thing, in the Northern Xinjiang Gang, Yi Nanxing swallowed Wang Sanba's territory, and it was completed. It's also the easiest thing to do...... The moonlight shone on Feng Qingtong's hair, Feng Qingtong thought of a person, and suddenly felt a little congested...... I don't seem to have thought of her for a long time......

Exhaling a breath, Feng Qingtong finally stabilized his mood a little. What was completed today should be the third thing, promising Ximen Yin to participate in the Famous Sword Conference.

The hardest, and unfinished second thing, is to promise the town

The matter of the master of the Northern Palace. Teaching and educating people has always been the most exhausting and time-consuming......

The roof tiles suddenly sounded, Feng Qingtong frowned, and looked at the roof with bated breath.

The familiar indifferent voice came from the roof:

"I knocked it myself...... Hot ÷ book spirit can also lose his hot ÷ book, I really don't know how you got to where you are today. ”

It's the swordsman "Brother Qin".

Feng Qingtong jumped out of the window, put his hand together, and jumped onto the roof with his strength, like a snow-white dove, floating next to the ghost-faced swordsman, and the two sat side by side on the roof.

"Drinking?"

The swordsman still carried his sword box on his back, not leaving his body, and the demon mask on his face was even more human in the night, and under the light of the lamp, the whole mask reflected the light at a strange angle, and the faint man was afraid that his heart would tremble immediately when he saw it.

is such an evil swordsman who is weird everywhere and is so indifferent that he really looks like a powerful ghost in the world, at this time he is carrying a jar of wine and asks Feng Qingtong if he drinks alcohol. Feng Qingtong always felt more like he was in a dream.

"Only one altar?"

There is no cup around, so it is impossible to drink a jar in exchange.

The ghost-faced swordsman's voice was hoarse:

"I don't drink again. ”

Feng Qingtong no longer had that cheap mask on his face, and his eyes were white: "How can anyone persuade people to drink and not drink themselves?"

"So you don't drink?"

The ghost-faced swordsman forced his gaze towards Feng Qingtong, Feng Qingtong was stared at a little chilled, and the next moment, the swordsman had already raised the wine jar in his hand, and it seemed that he was going to throw it away

No one drank it, and I was tired and panicked.

Feng Qingtong hurriedly stopped and took the wine jar into his hands:

"Don't throw it, don't throw it, let me ...... first"

Feng Qingtong hugged the wine jar, never opened it, and did not plan to drink it. He looked at the ghost-faced swordsman:

"What is Brother Qin looking for me?"

The swordsman casually took down the wooden box from behind his back, and the wooden box had just been merged with the sword box behind him, so Feng Qingtong didn't notice it. When I took it off, the wooden box was a quarter the size of a sword box, and I don't know what it contained.

The ghost-faced swordsman threw it casually:

"Here you go. ”

"What is this?" Feng Qingtong caught it, and it was actually a sinking hand. When it opened, it was a black mass of stone.

"Melt wrought iron. ”

"What do I do? I want this thing ......"

"You take it first. The ghost-faced swordsman didn't let Feng Qingtong finish his words:

"Make a good marriage. ”

Feng Qingtong was puzzled, and the ghost-faced swordsman looked into the distance, and then explained a few more words at random:

"This thing is actually useless to me, I took it today, so as to follow Lei Zhengze's mind and temporarily stay here to protect him. Lei Jiyuan is now paving the way for him in the south, and presumably Lei Zhengze knows that there are powerful characters staring at him. ”

"Don't mention this meteorite to anyone else about it in private, you know what it means that this meteorite is not beneficial to me. ”

Feng Qingtong naturally knew that this meant that in the sword box behind the ghost-faced man, there was a divine sword that was enough to match his strength, so he didn't care about what the fusion forging could create. He has absolute confidence in the unborn sword behind him.

"But what do you give me?"

"What's the picture?" the ghost-faced swordsman tapped on the sword box behind him:

"The three of them today are the top three in kendo today. ”