Ep. 26: Even if it is sunny without rain, the clouds are also stained with clothes 2

Han Ruxu has guessed his intention and snorted coldly: "Are you going to say next that this senior doesn't look like a person who can take out so much gold. Why don't you give you the sword and break the crystal ball?"

Wei Tanyi bowed to him to the end: "Lord Xie is in charge for the people!"

"You!" Only then did she find that she had been fooled. Han Ru choked for a long time and didn't know how to answer, so she had to shake her sleeve fiercely.

The middle-aged man's face was pale. He looked at Han Ruxu, who was also speechless and almost knelt down. When he was about to kneel down, he listened to Wei Tanyi leisurely, "However, Lord Han's words are biased. When Yang Jian is an ancient famous sword, even ten crystal balls can't be exchanged. Such a deceptive thing can't be done under the bottom! "

After hearing this, Han Ruxu could no longer suppress his anger: "Don't pretend here! It's simply that you fell in love with someone's sword and deliberately knocked him down, and you also pretended to be a victim. It's obviously an ully intention!"

quenching Si is not happy: "How can Lord Han be good or bad? No matter how good the Yang sword is, it has become a scrap iron. Is there something wrong with my owner's head? Does he have to use a valuable crystal ball to exchange for a piece of rust iron?" Then she said to the crowd present, "Everyone judge, am I right?"

Many onlookers watched the middle-aged man bump into him with their own eyes and nodded when they heard the words.

Han Ruqi couldn't hold his face and was about to speak again, but was stopped by Wei Tanyi raising his hand: "It's rare for the seniors to hold such a good competition today. Everyone is in high spirits. Don't be in a bad mood for this matter. I think this is good. Please invite this senior and Lord Han to sit in our store together. The senior will not deliberately wrong me. Lord Han will also be able to judge impartially. How to solve this matter? Why don't we discuss it in private?

The middle-aged man looked at Han Ruqi in panic, and his hand holding the scabbard trembling. When he came to him, he wrawned: "Senior, please come with us. With such a fair court official as Lord Han, my master will never dare to embarrass you." The man with a high hat snorted without saying anything.

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People who travel around the world know that since King Qiong's unification of the Central Plains, there has been a weapon spectrum that has been widely circulated. Most of the records are the masterpieces of several swordsmiths in the Li Dynasty. Some are indestructible, and there are also grafted flowers and trees. As the Yang sword, as the top three magic swords in this weapon spectrum, the book is described as "If you are strong, strong, and if you have desire, you will Just."

According to historical records, the Dangyang Sword is a peerless work that took Taimiao, a royal swordsmith from the founding monarch of the dynasty, to cast in ninety-eight days. It contains the power of the three talents of heaven and earth. Although it is not as invincible as the first-ranked Baihong, it is also a rare opponent.

However, for some reason, Bai Hong is rated as a dagger of loyalty and courage in the weapon spectrum, but Dangyang is rated as a sword of love.

In the past thousands of years, Dangyang Sword has always interpreted new legends in different places. Compared with Bai Hong, who has rarely appeared before the king and queen, it is obviously more favored by heroes from all walks of life.

Even so, the last appearance of Dangyang Sword was Beiwan, which is about 800 years old. It is rumored that it was accompanied by the war of Yuan Ran, the famous general of Kongcong at that time, and repeatedly killed the general of Beiwan, so that Beiwan could not be repaired temporarily. However, the whereabouts of the Dangyang sword are unknown after the original death. Some people say that it is broken at the end of its life. Some people say that the empty people hide the sword in a place only their descendants know. Others say that such a sword has never existed, saying that the people who have held Dangyang just to deter the enemy.

There are a variety of legends, but sword lovers have never stopped looking for it.

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Red sun, hot sand and strong wind.

This battle has lasted for a year. Although the court keeps sending food and fodder, the return of the soldiers is irreversible. Every day, only the military flags above the two military battalions are fluttering against the strong wind.

Jian Long picked up a handful of cool river water and buried his face in the palm of his hand, trying to wash away the days' fatigue fiercely.

He is completely tired of the battlefield. His ambition to catch a knife to serve the country has long gone. He is full of regret - at this moment, if it were in the capital, there must be a lot of money to spend. There will be countless beauties coming to a brothel. How wonderful that day would be!

But he had to spend his time here. The two armies have not fought for more than a month, but as the main general, he did not dare to be careless for a moment. As the silence before the storm continued, he felt that his nerves were about to break, and he could only wait to order all the attacks and kill the other party.

But... He had to be afraid of the sword in the hand of the enemy general, which had killed three generals on his side. It was a blessing that he was promoted from deputy general to the main general. The first three generals are far better than him in terms of kung fu and military tactics. If they take it lightly, they will follow in their footsteps and destroy their good future.

"Damn, damn sword!" Looking at his haggard face reflected in the river, Jian Long was so angry that he hit the water with his fist.

If only that damn sword could disappear!

This month, only the mountain and river three miles away can give him some comfort, but he didn't know that this comfort could last for a few days.

"This hero looks sad. Has he encountered any difficulties? Can you help him?"

At first hearing the stranger's voice, Jian Longchao was so shocked that he immediately reached out to grab the sword, but the other party smiled: "Don't be nervous. I'm just walking here. There is no malice."

When the two armies were fighting, everyone had more eyes. Jian Long stood up to the water that erased his face and looked at the stranger seven or eight steps away from him.

The man's face was white and looked a little weak. He was washed white in a thick cloth gown, and there was no weapon in his hand. Jian Longchao thought that if he was a spy of the enemy, he would look down on himself too much, and his heart would go back to his stomach.

"I live in this mountain. Recently, I always see heroes sighing by the river, but I have something on my mind?" The visitor approached with a harmless expression.

Jian Long glanced at him and said, "What's the matter? I advise you not to mind your own business, so that you don't even know how to die."

The person came smiled gently: "I have lived in seclusion here for some years, but I haven't seen anyone who can do anything."

Hearing this, Jian Longchao realized that he should have met a master living in seclusion in the mountains. His throat choked and he respected him a lot: "I'm taking the liberty to take it."

"It doesn't matter. I haven't talked to anyone for a long time," the man forgave him very generously. "You don't want to say it, and I won't ask anymore. It's predestined to meet you and me. If there is anything I can help, you can come here to talk to me in the near future." After saying that, he floated away with a little hand.

Jian Longchao stared at him disappearing in the mountains and forests. He couldn't believe that he had such good luck. Maybe joining the army this time was an opportunity for him to rise. Three generals died in front of him, and now there is another master from the world to guide him...

"Hahaha, Jian Longchao, you don't deserve to die!" After laughing a few times, he stepped on his horse and galloped towards the camp.