The fire in the stove was still burning, and the dancing cyan flames were like mischievous elves, fluttering in the wind. The flames reflected Jian Wufeng's furious face, and when there were too many negative emotions in a person's heart, the expressions on their faces became more and more hideous and distorted.

"I didn't expect you to be like this. "Hanyue Road. His eyes fell on the sword that Jian Wufeng was building in his hand, and the sword body was completely black, and there was no luster to be seen. The flames were still beating on the sword, and Jian Wufeng lowered the sword in his hand into the water.

The heat and the cold met in an instant, and only a violent collision sound was heard.

"Click!"

Hanyue closed his eyes in pain, he was a man with a sword, the sword was like a life to him, and now a sword was destroyed in front of him. Jian Wufeng looked at the broken sword in his hand, he didn't know how many times it was destroyed, how many times it was a hope.

"Why!" Jian Wufeng didn't understand, was it so difficult to build a sharp sword? He was the eldest young master of Sword Casting Villa, but he didn't know how to build a sword.

"Do you know the Cadre Mo Xie?" Han Yue asked suddenly.

Jian Wufeng's pupils shrank, and his voice began to tremble, of course he knew that these were not only two famous swords, but also two great swordsmiths, and the most famous legend about them was the story of Mo Xie turning into a sword. Jian Wufeng said: "You want me to feed the sword with my body." ”

"It's not you. Hanyue said quietly.

Jian Wufeng suspected that his ears had misheard, "What did you say?"

Hanyue said: "These ores are dead things, no matter how calcined in the fire, how irritated in the cold water, it will never have any aura. If you want him to be a divine weapon, you have to infuse him with aura. You can use my blood. A swordsman's blood, there is nothing more suitable for it. ”

Jian Wufeng suddenly laughed and said, "You should know what the purpose of this sword is for me earlier. ”

Hanyue said, "Kill me!"

Jian Wufeng stopped smiling, but looked at Han Yue coldly, his expression was like a poisonous snake, "Yes, are you still going to help me?"

Hanyue shook her head, "I'm not helping you again, it's just a deal, I want you to promise me one thing." ”

Jian Wufeng said, "What's the matter?"

Han Yue said: "You are the only one who follows me and Liu Ruyan, and the only one who can prove that she was with me from beginning to end. And not what is called the bride. ”

Jian Wufeng said, "You want me to prove your innocence?"

Hanyue stopped talking, this was the purpose of his visit, he needed the help of someone, and this person was the person he didn't want to see the most. If he hadn't had himself, the young man in front of him would have been the eldest young master of Sword Casting Villa. could have had an ordinary and beautiful life.

But now everything has changed. Fate likes to taunt some poor people. For example, the cold moon. For example, the sword has no edge.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll report to the official right now?" Jian Wufeng calmed down and looked directly into Han Yue's eyes.

"You won't!" said Hanyue.

"Why?"

"Because you want to kill me with your own hands!"

When you have someone you hate the most, you don't want him to die at the hands of others, just like you don't like something of your own, but you don't allow others to touch it casually. Cold Moon was such a thing in Jian Wufeng's eyes, something he hated but didn't allow others to touch casually.

Jian Wufeng said: "But you still have to die!"

Hanyue said: "At that time. I think I'm going to die. ”

Jian Wufeng said, "It's that simple?"

Hanyue said: "It's as simple as that!"

The fire in the sword furnace was suddenly extinguished without the support of fuel. The room suddenly fell into darkness, and in the darkness only the heavy breathing of two people could be heard, and the light of some broken swords flashed on the ground. It's like a thought in people's heads.

Clang!

With a crisp thud, Jian Wufeng threw the broken sword in his hand to the ground, and then he walked towards the door. Han Yue sighed silently, he knew that no one would easily agree to this matter, especially when you were facing a shadow, and who would not consider their own life and death.

"I promise you!"

With a creak, the door opened, and the light came in. Han Yue raised her head, the air rushed in, and the voice of Jian Wufeng also came in.

This is a surprising answer.

Han Yue walked out of the room, the old owner Jian Xiong was asking his son what else was uncomfortable, and when he saw Han Yue walking out, he hurriedly stepped forward to hold Han Yue's hand, and said with a smile: "Childe, thank you so much this time." Jian prepared a little thin wine, hoping that the son would appreciate his face. ”

Han Yue's brows furrowed, and he smiled and said, "The old owner doesn't have to bother, the matter of the eldest young master is just a little luckier." ”

Jianxiong didn't think so, and laughed: "So many quacks haven't been cured before, so don't be modest." Come on, prepare the food and drinks, and invite the son to the table!"

The surrounding servants instantly divided into two groups one by one, one group helped the eldest young master to the room to change clothes, and the other wave all listened to Jian Xiong's instructions and went to prepare for tonight's dinner.

Seeing this, Han Yue knew that she couldn't refuse, so she had to smile and said: "Since the old owner is gracious, I won't shirk it, it's just that it's too early, can you go to the room to rest first." ”

Jianxiong laughed: "Come on, take the son to the wing!"

Towards evening, just as Jianxiong came to summon Hanyue for dinner, he had already disappeared. Only a piece of paper was left, and there was only one sentence on it: I will come back to you in three days!

Why Jianxiong invited himself to dinner, whether he found out his identity, or whether it was really because he healed his son, these cold moons don't know. What he knew was that it was time to eat, but he hadn't dripped, and when he walked out of Sword Forge Villa, he didn't know where he was.

"Sell wine, sell wine!"

The wine stalls on the street were shouting one after another, and the evening was always the best time for their business, because there was always a homeless prodigal son who would think of home and the smiling faces of those relatives at this time. At this time, they always want to drink a bowl or two of wine to talk about comfort.

"Boss, two taels of wine, one braised egg. Hanyue walked to a stall and said loudly.

It was a shabby and cramped place, but there were still a lot of people around who came to drink here, and their faces were full of sorrow and loneliness. But it was these that kept them alive, and Hanyue sat on a dirty and broken chair, and the table was full of traces of oil.

"Alright, guest officer. Your wine and eggs. It's a total of five cents!" The owner of the wine bought the wine stretched out his voice, just like his wine. He placed the wine and eggs in front of Cold Moon, and waited on the side.

Hanyue stretched his hand into his pocket, and he realized that he couldn't even take out five cents on his body. He suddenly remembered. He didn't bring any money with him when he came out, and now he can't even afford a bowl of wine. I can't afford to eat an egg. The boss's soft voice changed immediately.

"This guest officer. Your wine money is five cents in total. ”

"Alas!" Hanyue turned her head, not looking at the wine and eggs on the table, the aroma of wine and the heat of the eggs were so tempting, but now they were so far away.

Since it is already something that cannot be obtained, what is the use of looking at it again.

Cold Moon stood up. He was about to leave, when a flawless white jade arm appeared in front of Han Yue, which was a dirty and tattered small wine stall. This arm is like a beautiful piece of jade. A piece of jade appeared where the stone had been, like a beggar and an emperor sitting together to eat.

It all seemed so incredible that Hanyue heard a burst of laughter like a silver bell.

"I paid for his drink!"

Han Yue raised his head, his eyes changed suddenly, he became hot and angry, his hand touched his waist, but it was empty, a person who couldn't even afford to buy alcohol, how could he still be worthy of a sword.

"Young Master Yue, where's your sword?" The woman in front of her sat on the dirty chair without paying attention, and she took out an iron sword from her arms.

"My son-in-law asked me to give you back this sword. ”

Hanyue raised her head, but she didn't answer. The sword is still the same as before, but the person is no longer the person before, Liu Ruyan said with a smile: "My son-in-law said that Young Master Yue's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, but unfortunately I couldn't understand it this time, if I have the opportunity, I must understand it." ”

Hanyue's fists were clenched tightly, but he suddenly relaxed.

He didn't speak, and he didn't look at the woman in front of him anymore, but picked up the wine on the table and gently put it to his lips. He should have known that he had come to drink, not to be angry. Since someone buys wine money for themselves, if they don't take this opportunity to drink well, but instead take the anger of Raushzi, it is really undeserved.

Liu Ruyan looked at Han Yue in surprise, and giggled: "Could it be that Young Master Yue forgot me so quickly?

Cold Moon drank her first glass of wine.

"What was Young Master Yue thinking at that time?

Cold Moon drank a second glass of wine.

"No, no, what Young Master Yue was thinking about at that time was definitely not me, but another person, but who was that person? That woman had such good luck to get Young Master Yue's pity?"

Hanyue drank the third glass of wine, but his drinking hand was already unstable, and his hand was often unsteady in the past two days, and the sword in his hand and the wine glass in his hand always fell and spilled for no reason.

Hanyue put down the wine glass in her hand and looked up at the woman in front of her, this is a beautiful woman. But it was the beautiful woman in front of him who ruined herself, and Han Yue tried to lower his voice to make himself look calmer, and he said softly: "If you came to invite me to drink, then now I have finished drinking." ”

"The wine has been drunk, but the eggs have not been eaten!" Liu Ruyan said.

Han Yue raised her hand, grabbed the braised egg on the table and stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp. Liu Ruyan laughed and clapped his hands, "It turns out that Young Master Yue is not only good at bed, but also good at eating eggs." ”

"Now you can go!" said Hanyue.

Liu Ruyan frowned tightly, sighed coquettishly, and pointed to the drinkers at the wine stall, "Why can't you see my beauty? Do you know what every man here is thinking about right now? They must be thinking that the wild boy over there has such good luck to meet such a beautiful woman." ”

"It's not a good thing to meet a beautiful woman. Hanyue said coldly.

Liu Ruyan suddenly approached Han Yue, the fragrance on her body once again jumped into Han Yue's nose, and she exhaled: "But a beautiful woman will make you have a sense of pride, a sense of honor." You men always talk about brotherly righteousness and arrogance. But when you see a beautiful woman, they all become the same, and everyone knows what you want to do. ”

"Really?" Han Yue pushed Liu Ruyan away, "Since you're not just leaving, I'm going to leave." ”

Hanyue had already gotten up and was ready to leave. Liu Ruyan looked at Han Yue angrily, he had never met such a man who was incomprehensible. However, she still has one more trick to keep Cold Moon behind.

"But do you know what, now the little lady you miss in your heart is going to marry someone else!" (To be continued......)