Facing Lin Ruomei like this, Chilin didn't know how to say rejection at all, so he could only follow her words:
"Well, I can only eat a little, and then eat first."
Last time, Chun Yulou and his entourage were quite satisfactory. It’s not that the food in the restaurant is not good, but it’s just not suitable for frequent visits. Lin Ruomei has lived on the Defeng Ancient Road for a long time, so her taste will be biased.
The Longmen Inn, which has the same origin as the De Feng Ancient Road Kitchen, is obviously more popular with the Tianjiang clan daughter. This is already a habit.
"Yajiu came to me yesterday and told me that when you come back, you can go to him to get the knife. He has fixed it." Lin Ruomei took out a snack from her bag with satisfaction and said at the same time.
Then, she quickly finished the first piece and was about to take the second piece.
Chilin looked at his senior sister and said, "Just a little bit."
"Let's eat first. I seem to smell the thick slices of clouds."
Lin Ruomei met the gaze, and finally put the oil paper bag aside first, then opened the food box with Chi Lin and placed the porcelain plates on the table.
The dishes are very simple and are commonly made in the De Feng Ancient Road kitchen.
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the other side.
"I don't know who made this broken knife. The quality is really bad. If it weren't for Senior Brother Zuoyu to take care of it, Brother Lin would have leaked."
The sound of strings was lingering, and Yajiu picked up the tea cup, then glanced at the long knife he put aside, and complained about its quality to Yuan Wuxiang, who was sitting opposite him.
It's really shameful for a weapon to be broken in battle.
Senior Brother Zuo Yu was more reliable and made the sword in advance.
Dragon Bird Sword, the dragon is the red dragon, and the bird is the peacock.
Just this shape and name, for those of them who know the inside story, it is a bit malicious, forcing people to feed dog food.
Yuan Wuxiang was a little curious: "Speaking of which, are there any other casters in Xiwulin?"
He actually doesn't quite understand the obsessions in these casters' hearts.
However, it is unacceptable for weapons to be damaged in battle.
"The more famous one is Zizhou Jingyuan. Buwu Donghuang's double sword was cut off by a sharp sword, and it was recast for the Ziyan Divine Giant. The person who forged this broken sword must not be as skilled as the Giant King."
"I've always been curious, Ah Jiu, can you even see this?"
"After all, I make a living by blacksmithing, and I have a specialization in the art."
Yaojiu's attitude towards this is quite normal. After all, he was born in a blacksmithing family. These things are really just the basics:
"Although it is also made of spirit-casting scrolls, this repaired Wild Leopard Thunder Sword is still not as good as Senior Brother Zuoyu's Dragon Bird Sword, but if you use it on a daily basis, it won't be a big problem."
"What's the point?"
"The difference between ordinary magical weapons and tailor-made weapons."
"However, the main reason is that the casting material is too poor. Just like the Mercy of Heaven and Man that Brother Xiao is using now. Although it is tailor-made, its strength is definitely not as strong as the Feathered Divine Blade."
"Wait a minute, you practice double swords?"
Yuan Wuxiang raised his hand to interrupt Yajiu's words. Then, he turned to look at Xiao Wuren who was not far away and asked directly.
Yajiu answered him calmly: "It's that bowstring."
"Ah, don't tell me that the erhu also has a saying."
"You guessed it."
"Can I say something private?"
"Isn't your own Tiandao Battle Box also weird? Do you need to pretend to be so surprised? Is it fun?"
"You've already seen this, it's boring."
Yuan Wuxiang waved his hand: "I wasted half a day here with you today. I'm going to have a discussion with Quanzhenzi and the others tomorrow, so I won't come over to listen to music with you."
"Obviously you came here to be lazy." Yajiu corrected.
"Can you blame me? If I can't even be lazy, Wan Sakai will tell the city that something big happened."
Yuan Wuxiang, who came from Daomen Fa Sect, began to argue.
On the other hand, this is also true. Although Wan Xichao has many small calculations in the city, there are no big problems so far. If something big happens that alarms the Fa Zong...
Therefore, the fact that Yuan Wuxiang was in Wanxi Chaocheng itself was playing the role of restriction and deterrence.
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Regarding the sword duel scheduled for the first day of next month, and the subsequent sword duel of the best sword in the world, not only the people in Wan Sakai City are paying attention, but also people in other places are paying attention to this matter.
At a certain time on a certain day, a flying letter arrived with the meaning of the final sword.
"The Feixin of Sword Confucian Master?"
Jun Fengqing looked at Ying Yunqian who was opening the letter, and there was a bit of understanding and ridicule in his words. The main reason was that with his personality, he took the initiative to send the letter, which was already a great honor.
"Well, your Majesty will come over to watch the battle in a while."
However, just because Jun Fengqing was able to tease, it didn't mean that Ying Yunqian could too. He took the matter mentioned in the letter very seriously.
"Did I ask you to help arrange accommodation?"
"No."
"In this case, I'm just saying hello to you. Senior brother's character has never changed."
Jun Fengqing and Jian Wushang were colleagues, friends, and brothers. Moreover, their masters were brothers, so he could make some harmless jokes.
However, he also understood Jian Wushang's character and habits very well.
"No matter whether the Sword Confucian Master will come here or not, I will prepare the accommodation anyway. Let me think about it, how about settling next door to you?"
Necessary preparations are indispensable and have nothing to do with anything else. This is the most basic etiquette issue. Even if Zhen Wushang doesn't care about these things, caring and not having them are two different things.
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The clear dew washes away the dust, the sound of pines purifies the heart, the solemn palace is majestic, and the vast mountains and rivers stand forever.
"A tired scholar listens to the spring with his heart, and hears back the sound of the waves that startle the shore; the long front dances drunkenly, and the wind sings with joy for thousands of years."
The second path was renamed the Realm of Nothingness. A young man with black clothes and white hair, and a sheathed sword hanging from his waist, stepped out of the third path, and the wind and snow fell with his footsteps.
Shang Qingyi had already opened the barrier on the medicine field and joked:
"Is it my imagination? It's rare for you to come out and walk around. Is this because the sun is rising to the west? Or is it that the world is about to be destroyed?"
His medicinal field has good cold resistance, but crops that can withstand ordinary snow may not be able to withstand the current situation.
At the beginning, he didn't believe in evil and gave it a try.
As a result, you will die if you try.
The newly grown medicinal fields are directly planted with white seeds.
Because the two would often discuss the art of swordsmanship or compete with each other, some things could not be avoided. Sometimes, at the end of the sword, these medicine fields would die suddenly on the spot.
Therefore, Shang Qingyi specially prepared a barrier for them.
"Wan Xi Chao Cheng has the best swordsmanship in the world." Zhen Wushang said.
"Isn't it that my own people are running the business? Since you go, I'll wait for you to come back and tell me." Feng Ru showed no interest in what his friend mentioned: "It happens that the medicine field needs careful management these days. "
Zhen Wushang nodded slightly: "Yes."
Then, he did not stop to communicate, and immediately left with Feng Xue,
Shang Qingyi understood his character and made no attempt to persuade him to stay.
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(End of chapter)
