When the inn started a new day of prosperous business, the sun shone on the earth, Dichen stepped out of the door, stretched his waist, and breathed in the fresh morning air.

After several days of cultivation, his injuries are no longer serious, although there is still a faint pain in his chest, but it is much stronger than when he was injured, and his strength has faintly improved.

"How's your recovery?" Nie Jingtian came to his side and looked at him carefully.

"Very good, it's all right!" Dichen smiled.

"That's good!"

"Haha, get up so early?" Lei Dong and Chu Yifeng also walked over, looking at Nie Jingtian and Di Chen, who were already moving their muscles.

"It's not too late for you, by the way, what about Senior Brother Huang?" Di Chen asked without seeing Huang Chong.

"That guy, you don't know yet, as long as no one calls, when won't you sleep until the third pole?" Chu Yifeng said with a smile.

Di Chen nodded, he had heard of this before, and he had personally experienced what the realm of the sleeping god was.

Every time I went to call Huang Chong, I had to knock on the door for a long time, and the snoring in the room was so loud that I could hear it from afar.

Dichen smiled helplessly and said no more.

"Squeak!"

Qianchuan Yan pushed open the door and walked out, still dressed in white, covering her face with tulle, which was her eternal dress.

Seeing the dead man fighting together, she walked over and nodded at Nie Jingtian and the others, and then stared at Di Chen carefully, wanting to see how he was recovering.

Nie Jingtian saw it in his eyes, looked at each other and smiled, happy for Dichen, and there was one more person around him who cared about him.

"Haha, don't look at it, it's already fine!"

Being stared at by Qianchuan Yan all the time, Dichen was a little at a loss, and with one arm, he made a very powerful appearance, showing that he had fully recovered.

Qianchuan Yan glanced up at him and withdrew his gaze.

"Let's go down and eat something first, and wait for Senior Brother Huang by the way!" Di Chen said.

"It's okay!" Nie Jingtian agreed, and took the lead in walking towards the inn lobby.

Casually found a large table, the five of them sat some, called some early, Dichen also released the greedy wolf, these days I didn't care much about it, but the guy was suffocated, as soon as he came out, he yelled at Dichen, grinning and declaring dissatisfaction, attracting the curious eyes of many guests.

"Sit down, don't want to eat a leg of lamb?" said Dichen, threatening it.

This trick really worked, the greedy wolf suddenly wilted like a frosted eggplant, and sat on the ground obediently with an aggrieved face, Chu Yifeng and the others laughed when they saw this.

Qianchuan Yan reached out and stroked its head to comfort it, and the little guy instantly became energetic again, and his eyes kept sweeping to the stove in the back hall of the inn, waiting for its leg of mutton.

After sitting for nearly half an hour, Huang Chong finally walked down unkempt and disheveled, yawning all the way, obviously not sleeping enough.

"You're all here!"

Huang Chong walked to the table and sat down sleepily, picked up the teacup and poured two sips of tea.

"I'm waiting for you!" Thunderbolt gave him a blank look.

"I was sleeping well, but I don't know which roar woke me up just now, it's really hateful. Huang Chong looked deeply hateful.

Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes unconsciously glanced at the greedy wolf at Di Chen's feet.

Huang Chong didn't hear a response, he looked up at everyone, and then as if he understood something, he also turned his head to look at the greedy wolf, and sure enough, he saw that it was looking at him with an angry face, and he couldn't wait to rush over and fight Huang Chong for three hundred rounds.

"Haha, it turned out to be you, it's okay, it's okay, I have to thank you, otherwise I'll miss the early again!"

Huang Chong's face changed instantly, his fat face was full of smiles, and he looked like he was pleasing a greedy wolf, he had coveted this spirit beast for a long time.

But the greedy wolf ignored him, gave him a blank look, turned his head and did not shake him, and continued to wait for his leg of mutton.

Everyone laughed again, Huang Chong's face was a little unbearable, he grinned with the greedy wolf on his back but didn't dare to make a sound, and finally grabbed a piece of snack and stuffed it into his mouth.

"By the way, what are we going to do today?"

After a while, Huang Chong began to grab the chicken leg he called again, and asked inarticulately.

"What do you say?" Chu Yifeng asked with some hatred, this guy was stupid again, and the good things he said last night were lost to sleep by him again.

"How do I know?" Huang Chong rolled his eyes, asked rhetorically as a matter of course, and then glanced at Di Chen, and said, "Is it that your kid has just recovered, and he can't wait to fight the sword?"

"I ......"

Dichen didn't know how to answer, I really didn't know if this guy was pretending to be stupid or really stupid.

"What am I, I know you kid can't stay!" Huang Chong scolded, grabbed the other chicken leg and began to work hard again.

Dichen wanted to cry without tears, and looked at Nie Jingtian and a few people, and several of them spread their hands, saying that they couldn't do anything, so angry that Dichen wanted to buy a hundred chicken legs to support Huang Chong's guy.

Forget it, for the sake of taking care of me these days, I don't care about you, Dichen thought to himself, suppressing the anger that rushed to his head.

Qian Chuanyan sat quietly on the side, handed the leg of mutton that had just been sent to the greedy wolf, and couldn't help but remind Huang Chong.

"Senior Brother Huang, didn't you say last night that you would go to the Sword Forge Workshop to get a sword today?"

She estimated that if she didn't remind her, Huang Chongtie would definitely faint Dichen.

"Take the sword, what sword, where to take the sword?" Huang Chong was stunned for a moment, and asked puzzled.

"You ......"

Dichen couldn't bear it anymore, he slapped the table, he was furious, but he didn't know what to say about him, and his face turned red for a while, and he didn't sit or sit.

"Haha, tell you to ignore the greedy wolf early in the morning, so I'm still dozing off now!"

Looking at the furious Dichen, Huang Chong finally put down the chicken legs, laughed, and said such a sentence, Nie Jingtian and several people immediately looked at each other.

Dare to love this guy didn't dare to offend the greedy wolf, and transferred the sin of being woken up by the greedy wolf to the master Dichen.

......

When I came to the Sword Foundry, it was already noon, and heaven and earth were like ovens that roasted people like lamb skewers.

Except for the smell of one fragrant and one smelly, the others are really no different.

After Chu Yifeng told the swordsmith what he meant, the swordsmith had already sent his disciples to fetch the sword, asking them to wait in the courtyard for a while.

After a while, the two disciples walked out with two sword weapons, and Huang Chong hurriedly ran over, and was about to take a look at the sword weapons, when there was a dense sound of footsteps outside the courtyard.

Judging by the momentum, there are at least hundreds of people.

"Can the five hundred weapons ordered by the City Lord's Mansion be completed?"

A young voice came, and then a young man of twenty-five or sixteen walked in, followed by hundreds of soldiers.

Di Chen looked at the voice, couldn't help but be stunned, and said secretly: It's really his grandmother's road narrow.

That's right, the person who came was the young man who fought with him for the Cold Star Sword that night, and finally had a big battle, but he didn't expect it to be a person from the City Lord's Mansion, these days Nie Tiandou didn't find out the details of this person, but he didn't expect to have to check it today.

"Young City Lord, the time is too short, and there are still two hundred handles left!"

A swordsmith hurriedly ran out, he was the person in charge of the swordsmithing workshop, a swordsmith at the peak of the ninth grade, and he was also somewhat famous in Sword City, and he was around sixty years old.

"Hmph, your efficiency is too low!" the young man snorted coldly.

"Young City Lord, it's no wonder that our swordsmithing workshop clearly said that it would be delivered in three days, but it was only two days, how could we rush out?"

The young man ignored it, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards the swordsmithing workshop.

"Don't talk to Young Master Ben, Young Master Ben wants these five hundred weapons today, you have to make them for me anyway, if you can't make them up, don't blame Young Master Ben for razing this place to the ground." ”

"This, this is an impossible task, young master, please don't be embarrassed!"

"Embarrassed?"

The young man turned around and glanced at the Sword Casting Workshop disciple who was standing in front of Chu Yifeng and Huang Chong with two sword weapons. Said: "I said why didn't you complete the task of our City Lord's Mansion, dare you not take it to heart, you have spare time to help others forge swords, are you bold enough?"

"The young city lord misunderstood, they had cast this a few days ago, far before the order of the city lord's mansion. The old swordsmith hurriedly explained.

"Young Master Ben doesn't care, since it hasn't been completed, then these two swords are also counted, come on, take the sword!"

The young man ignored it, and ordered the subordinates he brought to take away the sword weapons made by Chu Yifeng and Huang Chong, how could he talk arrogantly?

"Sima Feng, don't deceive people too much!" The swordsmith was also angry, and no longer called him the young city lord, but directly called him by his name.

Sima Feng, the only son of Sima Xiao, the city lord of Sword City, relied on the power of the City Lord's Mansion in peacetime, and he was always domineering, bullying men and women.

"What if it's to deceive you?" Sima Feng pointed at the swordsmith's forehead and said arrogantly.

Nie Jingtian and the others looked at each other, they had already understood from Dichen's mouth that Sima Feng in front of him was the guy who had a conflict with Dichen before, and it was possible that he was the main messenger behind the assassination of Dichen that night.

"What are you still standing for? Not taking your sword?"

At this moment, Sima Feng glanced at Di Chen's side, and saw that his subordinates had not yet taken the two sword weapons, and shouted.

"Yes!" the two men hurriedly responded, stepping forward and grabbing the two swords.

"Slow!"

Chu Yifeng stopped with a voice, stepped forward and directly took down the sword weapon, threw one of them to Huang Chong, and pulled out the one in his hand to look at himself.

"Good sword, good sword, really good sword!" Huang Chong also pulled out his sword and looked at it, full of praise, both of them were the pinnacle of the eighth grade.

Sima Feng didn't expect that someone would dare to disobey him, and he didn't even pay attention to his words, and walked over with his hands behind his back.

"Yo, who was I at the time, it turned out to be you kid, it's really a narrow road!" Sima Feng saw Di Chen at first glance and sneered.

"Yes, are you a little disappointed to see me standing here?" Dichen sneered, alluding to the assassination that night.

"Disappointed, how can you be disappointed?" said Sima Feng with a smile.

"I've appeared in front of you again, aren't you really disappointed?" Dichen asked again.

Sima Feng's smile froze, his eyes rolled, then he stared at Di Chen, and asked with a sneer: "Then do you think you can still escape today?"

Di Chen's eyes lit up, and he was probably sure that it was the killer sent by this person, and he turned his head to look at the hundreds of soldiers who had already crowded into the compound.

Five hundred soldiers, all of them are cultivators, the lowest is also a scholar-level one-level realm, and the highest has even reached the nine-fold scholar-level, which is even more advanced than Dichen.

"Would you like to try it?" Dichen sneered back. Seeing that the matter had come to this, Nie Jingtian and the others gathered around Emperor Chen.

Sima Feng glanced at them with a sneer, his eyes were cold, and killing intent emerged.

"No mercy!"

Raised arms waved down.

(PS: I've been looking forward to when the embarrassment of recommending duck eggs will end, and I want to cry without tears!)

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