Chapter 80 Moon Trace

The release finally helped break the cloud and recast the blade.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, he shook his hand and threw the dagger into the pool.

Is it a cooling dagger? Did you fall in by mistake? Or is it deliberately bad?

For no matter why, the broken cloud has fished out the dagger.

Breaking the cloud carefully looked at the dagger in his hand.

The dagger is more than seven inches wide and less than two inches wide, which is similar to the size of the blade. A faint red mark on the blade of the thin dagger is like the curved moon left by the heavenly dog, and the edge of the dagger shines with cold light.

Breaking the cloud gently stroked the dagger, and suddenly a burst of familiarity came from the dagger, like the joy of a child who had been separated for many years finally finding his parents.

Breaking the clouds, he waved the dagger gently with joy. The dagger crossed the air and flashed a cold light in the sun. Suddenly, a leaf drifted by and silently broke into two pieces after the cold light.

The broken cloud's eyes contracted violently, and the original blade was not so sharp.

Po Yun, who greeted and smiled, came over and sat down and said proudly, "How's it going? Your brother, is my craft okay?

The broken cloud couldn't help looking back and forth at the dagger. He couldn't put it down and answered stupidly, "Not bad...not bad..."

He said angrily, "You said something good about me in three days?"

Only then did Poyun come to his senses and said with a smile, "Is the eldest brother's casting skill still praised by his younger brother? The name of dismantling is not a false name!"

"Ye�. That's almost the same." Xie Zhi looked proud, "This dagger is about the same weight as your original one, but it is many times sharp as your original dagger."

He took a sip of tea and continued, "The magic weapons have their own weapons. People often say that the unity of man and sword is to be accompanied by their own weapons for many years and resonate with the blade. I cast your blood into the dagger, and with your deep feelings for the dagger, you will definitely use it in the future. After saying that, he saw that Po Yun didn't listen to him at all, but just stroked the dagger stupidly.

Xie Zhi said angrily, "You bastard, you forgot your mother after marrying your daughter-in-law, don't you? As soon as the dagger was cast, he ignored me.

Breaking the cloud smiled, "How come, big brother. How can I forget my eldest brother's credit? Poyun knew how to untie his childishness, so he coaxed and boasted, "So, has this dagger been cast? Did the eldest brother throw it into the pool on purpose?

He said proudly, "When did I make a mistake in casting weapons? Of course, it's finished, but I didn't expect that your sunken iron in the South China Sea is much more pure than the one I originally cast, and even broke my bellows. He couldn't hide his excitement, "but this difficulty is difficult for me. Didn't I make it!" After saying that, he laughed proudly.

Thank you for breaking the clouds. I can't help praising the superb casting skills of Xiezhi, and I don't know why.

"But the dagger is still short of the last process." Xie Zhi's face suddenly turned red, "This dagger is simply an artifact. Of course, it can't be compared with your original blade." Word by word, "This last process is to name the dagger." Looking at the clouds, he laughed and said, "Actually, the swordsmith should have named the sword, but today my brother is in a good mood and gave it to you. But don't underestimate just a name. The name should complement the weapon. You give it a cat's name and fight against people. People see that your dagger is extraordinary, ask you what your name is, and you say it's a cat. A joke smile appeared on his face, "I didn't fight with you, which made you angry."

The broken cloud smiled, stroked the dagger, looked at the faint red marks on both sides of the dagger, and muttered, "It's like a dog swallowing only one bend left." When the eyes lit up, "Let's call it 'Moon Mark'! Brother, what do you think!"

said with a smile, "You can call whatever you like. However, the moon mark is very appropriate. He stretched out his big hand and said, "Take it here. I will cast this word for you!"

He took the dagger and tapped it, handed it to Po Yun and said proudly, "Let's see if it suits you?"

The broken cloud took a look, and the dagger was close to the place where the handguard was lined up, with two vigorous small characters 'moon marks' side by side. They were very happy in their hearts. Then they looked closely and found that the other side of the dagger, close to the place close to the handguard, there were three strong small characters 'unbreak the cast' side by side. The broken cloud shook his head and smiled.

Xie Zhi saw that Poyun found the handwriting and laughed, "It's not that I have to take credit. This dagger is the best blade I have seen so far. If I don't engrave my name, it's hard for me to sleep and eat!" With that, he put on an innocent expression, which made Po Yun laugh.

Po Yun smiled and said, "This is the credit of the eldest brother. Not to mention leaving a word, I just want to take away the moon mark. Am I not willing to?"

His face stiffened, but his eyes were moved. The corners of his mouth were upturned, and he shook his head and muttered, "It's really a prodigal son. Such an artifact dares to be given to others. Suddenly, he shouted, "I've been hungry for three days. Brother, do you just watch me starve?"

Po Yun smiled and said, "My little brother has already prepared the meal." He deliberately blinked and looked regretful, "It's a pity that I don't have any wine." As he spoke, he looked at Xie Zhi and smiled secretly.

Xie Zhi laughed and said, "Okay, okay! It's just a few jars of wine. Your brother, I'm not that stingy. Go! Let's go for a drink!"

Three days later. Misty forest.

The two hugged tightly.

Po Yun said with regret, "Brother, are you really not going out with me?"

He said helplessly, "Brother. Although your eldest brother and I usually have uncertain preferences, what I say is countable. I told the old bastard to live in seclusion, so I didn't go out anymore.

Breaking the cloud nodded helplessly. People in martial arts have always been a promise and trustworthy. Breaking the clouds and secretly saying that when you meet someone in the future, you must have a good discussion. You can't let the eldest brother be trapped in this small bamboo forest all his life.

Poyun took out a pile of herbs to relieve it, "Brother, you keep the soaked wine. I have a lot of these things. You can drink more and strengthen your body.

It's not polite to take over and laugh, "Brother, don't worry about it. If he encounters any difficulties, he can come back to find your eldest brother and me at any time!"

Poyun deliberately relieved, "But the eldest brother's martial arts skills are not as good as the younger brother. What should I do about this?

He said angrily, "What are you afraid of! I will cast some weapons casually and let them grab their heads and break the blood!" He stared at the broken cloud with his oblique eyes and said angrily, "You boy have to be angry with your brother to be happy, aren't you?"

Breaking the cloud laughed and arched his hand, "Big brother. The younger brother will stay soon, and wait for the younger brother to have a good drink with the eldest brother!" After saying that, he strode towards the forest.

I look at the back of the broken clouds, but my eyes are full of deep meaning...

Qingding Town.

A town of 100 people.

Two beautiful women suddenly came into the humble pub of the village.

The two women were similar in appearance, but they frowned slightly when they walked into the pub.

A woman looked at the woman next to her and said helplessly, "Cqian'er. We have to eat and drink here. It's too simple here.

Another woman, regardless of the eyes of a few people in the pub, sighed, "Huaer, let's do it. I have to go after eating. Don't pick three or four." He turned his head and smiled at the little two who looked at them in a dumbfounded way, "Would you find a seat for us?" The smile is very natural and makes people feel very comfortable.

The pub man woke up and quickly took the two women to an elegant table to sit down. The two women ordered some simple dishes and whispered, no matter what others think of them.

The original noise in the pub resumed after a while. Although several people peeked at the two women from time to time, most of them began to eat and drink on their own. An ugly person in the corner has never left the two women.

It has been a few days since breaking the clouds and saying goodbye to the fog forest. The clouds have been thinking all the way that I should first find the bad luck of the thunder gate, or find someone to know or go to Baicaoyuan to try my luck. I haven't planned to go to Qingding Town.

However, when I saw two women enter the door, I felt that one of them was a little familiar.

There is no clue when thinking through the clouds.

If there are not many women who know each other, they should be known as soon as they meet. Who is this familiar woman?

Breaking the cloud out of curiosity, he listened carefully to what the two were saying.

"Huaer. Is there anything wrong with the master's news? Is it true? Qian'er asked gently.

Huaer lowered her head and whispered, "It's true. If this person hadn't been related to the broken cloud, the Lord wouldn't have let us go."

What's the matter? Do you have anything to do with yourself?

Qian'er muttered, "I don't know what's special about this broken cloud, which makes the master so worried."

"Shh!" Huaer covered her mouth with her hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, let the master know that you are dead." He hesitated and couldn't help saying, "It's not the master, but the master of Shuimen. That's the sister of the Lord."

Qian'er was stunned and whispered, "Ah? Unexpectedly, the owner of Shuimen Hall likes this broken cloud? No wonder the hall master tried so hard to find out the whereabouts of this broken cloud.

There is a huge earthquake in the heart of the broken clouds.

Pity! They are talking about pity!

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in my mind. The familiar woman was the maid who met Lianming in Qingxia Village. So, the woman named Qian'er is also under Renming's command. Where are the two women going?

Xue Hua was a little proud and laughed softly, "You know that you are flirting with someone, and you don't know such shallow news."

Qian'er blushed and said, "Don't talk nonsense." I don't know whether to feel guilty or intentionally change the topic, "Is this person still related to Ye Yumen? However, the second master of Yeyumen died, and there is still no news in the world?"

"Ye�. I don't know where the master inquired about the news. Xuehua nodded, "As for the matter of Yeyumen, I don't know what's going on. I just heard that it seems that Wang Ziyong's death is not glorious, and now that Ye Yumen has withered, so there is no news.

The broken cloud eyes contracted and the heart shook heavily.

Wang Ziyong... died...?!

In the impression of breaking clouds, Wang Ziyong is definitely a decent figure, with good martial arts and fair behavior. Poyun still likes this brother very much in his heart. I saw it on the last bloody trip and died in a few days?!

The clouds simply don't believe their own ears!