Chapter 798

"Ha ha, for me, money is just something out of my life. It doesn't matter how much to ask for a word." The old liar waved his hand and said with a calm smile.

Mu Hanyan looked at Xuanyuan FengChen with disdain. If the old liar really had such a good mood, he would not be killed by all countries. Frankly speaking, he was too cheap to count.

Of course, they may also want to leave this land of right and wrong as soon as possible, so as not to help them.

Chuai good silver, Xuanyuan dust will not touch the dust to go out.

"By the way, Mr. Mo, although the Chengjun sword was made by me 60 years ago, it took me a lot of hard work and I already had the intention of channeling. It's fate that this sword can fall into your hands. I hope you can be kind to it. Don't use it easily, and don't easily dye blood. Otherwise, it will be harmful to you if you are infected with the killing and bloodthirsty spirit. " Before going out, Xuanyuan FengChen also solemnly said to Mo Yanhong.

"Master, don't worry. I will remember what you taught me. This sword will never come out of its sheath easily until I have to." Mo Yanhong also said solemnly.

Although it's not worth spending 40 million yuan to buy the long sword made by Xuanyuan FengChen 60 years ago, Mo Yanhong thinks it's worth it to get some instruction from him.

"In addition, I think you are very talented and will become a great weapon in the future. In the future, the important task of maintaining the peace of the mainland and safeguarding the peace of Anyun will fall on you." Xuanyuan FengChen takes a satisfied look at Mo Yanhong, says another word, and then floats away.

This is the consistent style of master Xuanyuan.

"Well, I'm sure I'll live up to my expectations." Mo Yanhong's whole body was shaking with excitement. Mo Yanhong, a famous sword casting genius, had such high hopes for himself that everyone would be excited. He felt very light.

Well, the 40 million is worth it.

"Poof Mu Hanyan finally couldn't help laughing.

The only purpose of old Xuanyuan liar's bullshit is to let Mo Yanhong use Chengjun sword as little as possible, so as not to help him too early.

It's no wonder that the Xuanyuan wind and dust of later generations deceived all over the holy land, and even the royal families of all countries were not spared. It turned out that he still had such an order.

"What are you laughing at?" Mo Yanhong is in the mood for immortality. Seeing mu Hanyan's sarcastic smile, he stares at her and says.

"Nothing, nothing." Mu Hanyan said with a smile.

"Mu Hanyan, are you jealous? It's true that it's a little expensive to buy Chengjun sword for 40 million yuan. But master Xuanyuan's skill of casting sword will become famous in the world sooner or later. By then, the Chengjun sword in my hand will not be available for 40 million yuan. What's more, master Xuanyuan attaches so much importance to me that he will make a great success in the future. Chengjun's value will be doubled. At that time, you won't even have a chance to regret it. " Mo Yanhong held his head high, as if he was ready to safeguard the peace of the mainland and safeguard the safety of Anyun.

Listen to him say so, the audience also secretly nods. Xuanyuan FengChen is famous in Anyun country now, so it's a bit expensive to buy a Chengjun sword for 40 million yuan. But when he becomes famous in the mainland, it won't be able to buy it for 40 million yuan.

Although Mo Yanhong was a bit out of his mind just now, he didn't suffer too much.

"Well, what if the sword is fake?" Mu cold smoke light says.

Her words were like a huge stone falling into the calm lake, which made waves.

"False, impossible?"

"although as like as two peas, I have never seen the master of Xuanyuan before, but I have known it for a long time. The man is just like the rumor, and it should not be a fake."

"And the sword box made of gold, iron and wood is a rare treasure in thousands of years. How can it be fake?" All around people surprised to see mu Hanyan one eye, low voice talk up.

"Mu Hanyan, jealousy is jealousy. If you can't eat grapes, you will say sour grapes. Do you think everyone is blind? Master Xuanyuan's unique posture, and the sword box made of gold, iron and wood, how can it be fake? " Mo Yanhong said with disdain.

"You didn't hear me clearly. I didn't say people are fake. I said swords are fake." Mu Hanyan said with a smile.

"Ha ha ha ha, you mean master Xuanyuan came out with a fake sword for auction. I'm laughing to death. I'm laughing to death." Mo Yanhong burst out laughing.

Others also nodded secretly. Maybe ordinary people have never heard of Xuanyuan FengChen, but no one in these aristocratic families in the capital knows it. Mu Hanyan's words are clearly maliciously slandered. It's estimated that they are really jealous of Mo Yanhong.

"Is true or false, you try not to know, take the scrap metal as a treasure, be cheated don't know, idiot." Mu Hanyan stretched a stretch, to the soft seat on a lie, lazy said.

"Try it. I'll make you lose today." This time, mu Hanyan didn't use the skill of soul contract, but Mo Yanping was still excited by her, so he pulled out the long sword at his waist and chopped it toward the Chengjun sword.

With a crisp sound, sparks splashed everywhere, and Chengjun sword was unharmed.

"See, see?" Mo Yanhong looks at mu Hanyan triumphantly."Your sword is of poor quality. Try another one." Mu Hanyan continued to say lazily.

This result was not unexpected. If it was so easy to help, Xuanyuan FengChen would not know how many times he had died, and how many countries would join hands to kill him.

"Qiu Gong, I'd like to borrow your sword." Mo Yanhong saw mu Hanyan's lazy appearance, and was even more upset. He said to Qiu gongfeng.

"Or forget it. Don't tell him the same thing. Calm down. Calm down." Qiu Gong frowned and said.

Today, when I met mu Hanyan, they were controlled by others everywhere. Just now, Mo Yanhong suddenly lost his temper, which made him feel more puzzled. So he couldn't understand mu Hanyan, and he also had some inexplicable foreboding feeling.

"Here you are." Today, Mo Yanhong is completely aroused by the cold smoke. How can he let go like this.

"All right." Qiu offered the sword helplessly. In fact, he also felt that mu Hanyan's words were a little sour, and he had no doubt about Xuanyuan FengChen.

It is obvious that the quality of the sabre offered by Qiu is not bad. It is full of frost and fierce Qi. It is not much worse than the real water sword destroyed in Ling Ziping's hands.

Mo Yanhong wave a cut, and is a crisp ring, Chengjun sword is still intact.

"Mu Hanyan, now you are convinced." Mo Yanhong raises Chengjun sword, shakes a few shakes in front of Mu Hanyan's eyes, and says openly.

"Didn't you have a meal? With this strength, you can't stop chopping firewood." Mu Hanyan is not moved, said contemptuously.

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