Chapter 332

"Why are you being hunted down?"

Yu Guang takes aim at her and looks at herself. Chongming doesn't look up and asks faintly. He wants to break the current silence.

Yan Luoli pauses with a spoon and raises her vigilance again.

"Well..."

No answer is not the way, Yan Luoli chews the spoon to consider the words.

I feel my abruptness on the other side, and then I float over.

"You may not answer."

Er

Then you won't have said it earlier.

Yan Luo Li complains in the bottom of her heart and continues to eat.

Eat and sleep.

In the whole process, Chongming just sat at the table, candlelight, reading books.

She couldn't help wondering how much this man loved reading.

Looking at his back, Yan Luoli opened her mouth and wanted to ask something.

But on second thought, we shouldn't have too much to do with this man, so we turned to pull the quilt over our head and went to sleep.

I can't tell why. When he was there, he slept more peacefully than usual.

When he wakes up again, Chongming stands by the bed and looks at Yan Luoli gently.

Four eyes are opposite, Yan Luo Li vigilantly hugs oneself, the body moved toward inside.

"You, what are you doing?"

Chongming scratched a trace of loss at the bottom of his eyes. He picked up his clothes and mask and threw them away at will.

"Put on, go out."

Coldly dropped these four words, she turned and went out of the door.

Yan Luoli just got out of the quilt and looked at a lavender dress on the quilt face, as well as an exquisite deep purple hollow mask with peony flowers carved on it. The exquisite lines are vivid.

Take in the hand to see repeatedly several times, Yan Luo glass eyeground reveals joy.

She didn't expect her clothes to fit so well, just like they were made to measure.

Put on the mask in front of the mirror and turn it around twice.

After wearing it, the mask fits perfectly with the face and reveals a sense of mystery.

Yan Luoli showed a satisfied smile, then picked up her sword and went out.

Chongming holds her chest and leans against the door. Seeing her coming out, she straightens up lazily.

"Let's go."

As he said that, he went forward on his own, and Yan Luoli trotted two steps to follow him.

"Where is this going?"

To keep up with Chongming, Yan Luoli asked in a low voice.

However, he didn't seem to hear it, didn't give any response, and walked forward.

Out of the inn is the street of Fuyun town.

The street is not long. You can see it from left to right.

As Chongming came to zhenzikou, he heard a series of clangs.

Looking up, there is a Luzi not far away, on which there is a flag stained with dust, on which there is a word "iron".

"What are you doing at the blacksmith's?"

Don't understand ground looking at heavy clear, he is carrying a long gown, already walked up a step.

"Oh, my guest, are you here to take the sword you ordered here two years ago?"

The blacksmith immediately put down his work and came up with a smile.

With a flash of vision, I saw the woman in purple behind him and laughed even more.

Without waiting for him to ask, Chongming took over the conversation.

"All right?"

"All right, all right, just a moment. I'll get it right away."

The blacksmith nodded, turned and trotted into the bamboo house behind him.

After a while, he came out with a long red sandalwood box.

Running to Chongming, he stood still and presented the box respectfully.

"My guest, this is your sword."

Chongming's fundus starlight moves, and raises his hand to open it.

In a flash, a sharp light flashed through Yan Luoli's eyes.

She stepped forward and looked at the sword in the box, with a faint sense of ferocity.

The body of the sword is made of black iron under the ice for thousands of years, and it is carved with exquisite patterns.

The hilt of the sword takes the fierce beast Taotie as its totem, and the two eyes are decorated with ruby.

"What a good sword."

Yan Luoli touched her chin and sighed.

But this handle seems shorter and thinner than the one in Chongming's hand.

"Where's the scabbard?"

The cold voice interrupted Yan Luoli's thoughts and saw the blacksmith take out a camphor box from the container beside him.

The scabbard was made of refined iron, plated with brass on the outside and wrapped in Xuantian on the inside.

The middle of the scabbard is the totem of Taotie, which is powerful and ferocious.

Especially the open mouth, it seems to swallow everything."My guest, do you think it's suitable to wear a sword?"

Chongming did not answer, but looked at Yan Luoli.

"Try?"

See her staring at the light of the sword. Under the white jade mask of Chongming, there was a faint smile.

When Yan Luoli reached for her hand and was about to touch the hilt of the sword, she turned her head and looked at Chongming.

"Really?"

Chongming closed his eyes and nodded gently.

"Well, I'm welcome."

Yan Luoli said, holding the sword in her hand.

When you swing it, you can hear the sound of jingo.

When she lifted the sword up and looked at it carefully, she found that the exquisite lines were carved from Buddhist scriptures.

"Girl, you look after it."

With a smile on his face, the blacksmith plucked a hair from his head and motioned Yan Luoli to lift the sword.

Then he put his hair on his mouth, and the black hair flew to the top of the sword, and fell slowly. When he touched the edge of the sword, it turned into two pieces.

"It's a good sword to blow hair and cut iron like mud!"

Yan Luoli couldn't help praising. The sword passed through the bottom of the camphor box in the blacksmith's hand, and then he patted it gently.

The scabbard in the box was photographed by Yan Luoli and flew into the air.

She got up with her sword. When the scabbard was about to fall, the sword in her hand just fell into the scabbard.

Clear metal sound, such as contention in general, around the beam and continuous.

She turned to hold the sword in her hand, floated down in front of Chongming, and raised her hand.

"Here you are."

Chongming glances at her indifferently, takes out a silver note from his sleeve and gives it to the blacksmith. Then he waves the big sleeve and turns around.

Huh?

Yan Luoli doesn't understand, holding the sword to catch up.

"You..."

"It's good for you. Use it first."

Without waiting for Yan Luoli to ask, Chongming would come slowly.

Really?

Yanluolidun is in place.

If I use such a good sword, I won't be afraid to return it?

Look up and say something. Chongming has gone far.

"Hello

Yan Luoli quickly followed, looked at the sword in her hand, opened her mouth, and decided not to say anything.

Chongming didn't say anything, because this sword was prepared for her when it was decided two years ago.

A good martial arts, how can not be worthy of a good weapon.

Walking back to the inn along the street, people in Fuyun town are preparing for the flower god Festival.

Passing the stage, I saw an uncle running out in a hurry and looking back and forth.

"Did any of you see huanniang?"

Several young men who were on the stage shook their heads and answered.

"I didn't see it."

The uncle was so anxious that he patted his thigh and twisted his brows.

"Oh, what can we do? Who will play goddess of flowers when huanniang is not here?"

With that, he saw Yan Luoli behind Chongming and rushed to her immediately.

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