Chapter 229

The one handed sword in Ye yuan's hand is more "rough" than the one he just took. The bronze body of the sword is not a bit "beautiful". The straight handle is straight and slender, but ye yuan holds it in his hand. The one handed sword looks very heavy. At first glance, the bronze body of the sword looks like rust, and the handle of the small arm is only two fingers thick, Corresponding to the broad sword body, it looks strange and funny.

The monsoon smoke can't really laugh.

It's totally different from what was said before!

unfortunately, ye yuan didn't notice the expression of monsoon smoke crying and no tears. Instead, he glanced at the one handed sword and said with satisfaction: "you are young, the handle of this one handed sword is long and thin, which is more suitable for your palm. Take it up and have a look. It's not the right time. "

With that, ye yuan handed his one handed sword to the front of the monsoon smoke.

Looking at the ugly one handed sword, monsoon smoke for the first time gave birth to the idea of smoking two mouths.

In the awareness of monsoon smoke, the one handed sword is just like the long sword of the East in the past. The two finger wide sword body is bright and flowing. It is as beautiful as a picture when waving.

Who knows

The world is full of malice to her!

This is totally different from what she thought!

Monsoon smoke can't imagine how "miserable" it would be if it wielded such an ugly sword.

See the season wind and smoke do not answer, leaf yuan eyebrow light wrinkle, "what's the matter?"

The monsoon smoke sees Ye yuan's light frown, takes a deep breath, and takes the one handed sword.

At that moment, her heart and liver trembled.

Respect the teacher and respect the way!

Respect the teacher and respect the way!

The four words were recited in the heart of monsoon smoke. After taking the one handed sword, he smiled at Ye yuan with a smile of "no sorrow is greater than death of heart".

However, ye yuan didn't know what Ji Fengyan was thinking at this time. He just looked up and down at the monsoon smoke and the one handed sword, and asked seriously, "wave and have a look."

Monsoon smoke can't love to hold the sword for a while. The bronze heavy sword draws an arc in front of her eyes. Monsoon smoke seems to see the picture of his life and the word "immortal".

"Yes, this sword is suitable for you." Ye yuan touched his chin and opened his mouth with satisfaction.

The monsoon is smoky.

"Your wrist is still weak. The material of this sword is special. It's lighter than the ordinary heavy sword by at least half. It's most suitable for a girl like you. But because its body is lighter, you have to work hard to make it play its real strength." Ye yuan ordered.

Hearing Ye yuan's words, monsoon smoke noticed that the weight of this one handed sword in her hand was extremely light. She once used Linghe's one handed sword, which was definitely not moved by ordinary people.

The monsoon smoke looks at Ye yuan, who is serious in front of him, and suddenly feels warm in his heart. The reason why Ye yuan gave her this sword is that it has been considered in many ways.

The corner of the mouth of the monsoon smoke raised a smile and brushed away the sadness in her heart. She solemnly held the one handed sword in her hand and bowed deeply to Ye yuan.

"Thank you very much, tutor!"

Simple four words, but with incomparable sincerity and respect.

Ye yuan's face shows a smile. He has been educating people for many years. How can he not see how much respect is contained in the thanks of monsoon smoke.