Divine soldiers become visions from the sky, those are all situations that appear in wild history novels, and nothing will actually happen. www.biquge.info In this matter, Liu Mu has the most right to speak, because he has been looking up, he has not found any thunder, nor has he seen any blood rain falling, he is very suspicious that Hu Yanluo is there to be indiscriminate, and the knife has not been refined at all.

After waiting for almost a pillar of incense, Hu Yanluo finished the last tear, took out the double knives in the mold with great difficulty, hugged Liu Mu, and said eagerly: "The knife has been refined, we have succeeded!"

Liu Mu's eyes were burning and staring at the double knife in Hu Yanluo's arms, ugly, very ugly, this was the only word that Liu Mu could think of to praise the double knife in front of him. The knife was four feet long, the blade was grayish-black, and there were small pitholes everywhere, not even the most basic blade, and it was so blunt that it almost made people think it was an iron bar. Sending the hand holding the iron flag's arm, Liu Mu touched it with his hand with some trembling, this thing that made him look like a waste person now. Cold, the chill of Yan Tie mercilessly spread to Liu Mu's fingers, making him shudder. Unable to suppress the cough on his chest any longer, Liu Mu bent down with a red face, and the coughing voice was hoarse like a night owl.

Tie Qi hurriedly stepped forward and patted Liu Mu's back gently, hoping to relieve some of his cough. After a while, Liu Mu stopped coughing. got up with a smile on his face, and hugged his fists weakly at Hu Yanluo and said: "The master is worthy of being a master of casting, Liu Mu admires." “

"Alas, the knife has been completed, the old man's task has been completed, and it is time to go. However, the good wine you owe me hasn't been repaid yet!" Looking at the pale face of the person in front of him, Hu Yanluo after excitement was only a burst of emptiness, he didn't understand whether Liu Mu was really cost-effective for such a knife that was not a knife. If you can kill people with a blunt knife, then you can kill people with a knife of any material, so why bother with this kind of iron that can't be melted. For the sake of this kind of knife, I put on a supreme cultivation in vain, I don't know if it's right or wrong. This is the Jianghu man, you can never guess what he thinks.

"If the master wants to drink, Liu Muzi should send the recipe for winemaking. Liu Mu spoke out without hesitation.

Liu Mu, who raised his hand to stop him, said in a low tone: "Then I owe it, when the old man wants to drink, I will go to you." I hope you'll be able to admit it then!"

"Look at what you say, then you owe it, if the seniors want to drink in the future, just come to my Fenglin evening, the spirits are enough!" Liu Mu has not been so bold for a long time, and said without pretentiousness.

Hu Yanluo touched the second knife in his arms a little melancholy, and only looked up at Liu Mu after a while, and said with some worry: "Judging from your body, I'm afraid you can't use this knife, right?"

Since Liu Mu vomited out his blood that day, Hu Yanluo knew that Liu Mu's profound cultivation was afraid that he would be lost from now on. Now that he has fallen to such a weak state, it is estimated that this knife has been cast in vain, and he doesn't think that Liu Mu, who is so weak that he needs someone to support him when he walks, can use it. Even an ordinary person who is generally sturdy can't wield it for long, not to mention Liu Mu today.

"You don't have to worry about this, Liu Mu will treasure it!" Hearing Hu Yanluo's questioning, Liu Mu's tone was a little distant.

Hearing Liu Mu's unhappiness, Hu Yanluo was also a stubborn old man, and immediately asked angrily: "Since you have such ability, let's name these two knives!" The tone was full of naked ridicule, which made Tieqi a little angry, and he couldn't wait to immediately step forward and beat the goods.

"Isn't it your caster's business? Liu Mu made no secret of his doubts.

Since ancient times, human beings have been accustomed to naming anything, from flowers and trees to large regions and provinces, as long as it is visible, it has to be named. It's as if you can have a sense of conquest, or a sense of belonging. As long as something is rediscovered, everyone will not skimp on their hobby and give that thing a name that they are satisfied with. But Liu Mu didn't think that Hu Yanluo didn't name Erdao.

"Cow dung, sheep's head. This is what I took!" Hu Yanluo, who had already turned around and was about to leave, did not hesitate to use his talent and said two names. Ignoring the anger of the iron banner, he gradually traveled far away until he could no longer see his figure.

"Young Master?" said the stone on the side.

Liu Mu raised his hand to stop the stone, he didn't have any intention of hurting the old man, this time he really owed it once, and he would pay it back one day, as long as he needed it. Liu Mu was a little pleased, and said to the stone: "Go and choose one, it belongs to you!"

The stone walked solemnly, towards the iron knife that was placed on the stone pier by Huyan, there was no difference between the two knives, they were both so rough and ugly, the stone did not hesitate to choose the outward one, he thought that he should be in this position, he should choose this knife. When I started it, it was a little heavy, and after Yunli grabbed the knife, the stone stepped back.

"Do you remember how to carry the knife?" Liu Mu looked at the struggling stone, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Please give the young master a name!" Shi raised the knife in his arms to the top of his head, knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice.

"There is no surplus benevolence in heaven and earth, and all living beings are guilty of residual crimes, and they are sentenced to three thousand miles in prison, which is ...... to me" The faint tone resounded in everyone's ears, and there was no need to distinguish who else Liu Mu could have.

Tie Qi looked at Liu Mu there with some puzzlement, but he couldn't understand a word. On the contrary, the stone that knelt on the ground, as if the words did not fall into his ears, listened carefully from beginning to end, and at the same time that Liu Mu's words landed, he kowtowed to the ground and said: "Young Master Xie gives the name, and the sword name is still guilty!"

"Iron Banner, another knife is named Three Thousand Miles, and it will be kept by you in the future. After Liu Mu commanded the ignorant iron flag, he turned around and walked slowly towards the tent, he needed to rest, this afternoon's standing had consumed a lot of his energy.

The poets of Luotuo can always sing moving poems, this is not the surrounding environment of Luotuo, nor the shy empty bag, but there is wine. You don't see the fast guest who lives alone in the secluded hall, why can he always drink for no reason. Toothed people with muddy feet will also drink a cloudy glass of wine before sunset. Liu Mu didn't know what words to use to express his mood at the moment, maybe it was because he didn't read much, and he couldn't even drink to make people happy.

"Young master, you should drink less. Now my body is not as good as before!" Tie Qi reluctantly filled a glass on the side. Repeating the words that have been spoken many times.

"Ahem......" seems to be stimulated by the words of the Iron Banner. Liu Mufu shrugged up and down on the shoulders of the desk, and a violent cough resounded throughout the tent.

After a long time, Liu Mu, who barely stopped coughing, raised his blurry drunken eyes and glanced into the tent for a long time, some sad and some desolate, like the suona in the northwest being blown out, so that the listener couldn't help crying, and said to the iron flag in a hoarse voice: "Let's go back to Fenglin tomorrow!"