Huh ~
The cold wind slowly came from the southern mountains, rolling up pieces of snow, and it felt more and more bleak.
A group of people came on the snow.
These people are agile and upright, wearing black martial robes or tight robes, all with swords on their bodies, and their breath is solid and cold.
There was a person in front of him, eight feet tall, with wide eyes and wide faces. As he stepped on, the cold wind blew up the silver-white flying fish suit, and the embroidered spring sword appeared and appeared faintly.
"Master Baihu, this kid really wants it! This is no less bad than you."
The group walked over and looked at the Poison Dragon Town, whose blood was not dissipating, and they were all amazed. A handsome young man joked.
"Lin An, are you itchy?"
Cao Jinlie held down the Xiuchun Knife and laughed and scolded, but was also a little surprised:
"The pearls of the sea! There are such talents in the small Heishan County? Not bad, not bad. Our commander is reliable!"
"Let's commander..."
When several Jinyiwei heard this, their bodies shook and they smiled bitterly.
The twenty-seven commanders of the Nine Dao Dao of the Ming Dynasty, but no one is more unreliable than theirs.
"God knows where lord is now?"
Lin An was worried:
"Yu Lingxian from Liansheng Sect, Duan Fei from Changliu Mountain, Yulong Sanren from Bailongxuan, Wang Jianhao from Nanling Sword Sect, Anping Fei from Qingzhou Army...
These are all good players. If you are alone, you are afraid that you will not be able to catch your strength."
"With the Big Cloud Eagle, except for the Yu Lingxian, how can the rest of us keep up with us?"
Cao Jinlie said, feeling very unhappy.
They didn't know how many good horses had died along the way, and they didn't keep up, but they even ran away in a mess.
"I hope you can get that Dao Fruit steadily~"
Lin An shook his head.
"Forget it, we'll be afraid we won't be able to help, so we might as well meet our young colleague."
Someone suggested.
After losing Yu Fengxian, they turned back and many geniuses caught up with this new colleague.
"In my opinion, we're not busy for the time being."
Lin An glanced at the trembling prison car beside the passage and said softly:
"If this kid kills people from the Poison Dragon Village, Sima Yang will probably not give up. We might as well see how this young colleague deals with it?"
The other Jinyiwei looked at each other and were a little moved.
"Nonsense! Where does the Jinyiwei have such rules? The commander knows that he is afraid he will peel you off."
Cao Jinlie glared at the few people and shook his head:
"Besides, do you really think our young colleague is so reckless?"
"What do you think the Hundred Houses think?"
Lin An was slightly stunned:
"Is this kid waiting for us?"
"A kid who was born as a beggar and had been hanging around in the market for many years was so reckless? I'm afraid he had been waiting for us to come a long time ago..."
Cao Jinlie smiled faintly:
"Let's go, let's meet our little colleague!"
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Dulong Town is not big, but it has all kinds of internal organs and has all kinds of shops, so there are naturally no shortage of blacksmith shops.
Moreover, because of the years of building weapons and even hidden weapons, the technology is much better than that of the blacksmith shops in Heishan City.
After Yang Yu had eaten and drank enough to change his clothes, he came to this blacksmith shop with the long sword.
"This sword is indeed forged by black iron, but the black iron is insufficient. It is considered a refining black iron sword."
Amid the strong fireworks, the blacksmith with her upper body half naked answered respectfully.
He had heard of the battle during the day, and the sudden visit of this murderer made him a little unexpected.
"A refine?"
Prison Yang's heart moved.
Before this, he had at most contact with swords forged by iron, and only those related to black iron were Liu Wenpeng's arrows.
However, he naturally had some understanding of Xuan Tie. After all, his demand for gold and iron is not limiting.
The price of black iron is expensive, and there is a saying that one or two black iron and ten taels of gold. However, this price is naturally because it is rare and powerful.
"Sir, the Xuan Iron Railway Soldier has been said to have been forged hundreds of times and refining since ancient times. It is said that the forging of Xuan Iron Railway Soldiers has no limit and is extremely powerful."
The blacksmith answered respectfully.
Black iron is an unusual iron, which is very different from any metal number. It can transmit internal energy, blood and energy, and it is more like meridians, which can resonate with people.
It is the best raw material for weapons.
One time, it will cost a portion of black iron. The amount of black iron required for hundreds of exercises is a huge amount, but once cast, it will be extremely powerful.
"There are not many Xuan Iron Army soldiers that can withstand thousands of tempers in the world, and most of them are passed down from ancient times. For example, the phoenix-winged gold wings of King Zhao of Xifu, which is heard as a base material of black iron, and is supplemented by the elites of hundreds of gold."
The blacksmith said, a little yearning.
Of course, he had also used the black iron weapon, but at best he could only train ones, and he had never seen ten ones, let alone the magic weapon that was trained hundreds of times and thousands of times.
"There are so many more words, but I have gained some knowledge."
Yang Yu nodded and handed him the sword:
“Fused it!”
"ah?"
The blacksmith was stunned and hurriedly persuaded: "It is not easy to become a black iron, so isn't it a pity to blend it?"
"Come on a knife."
Yang Yu also handed over the pig-killing knife.
Hu Wan is considered a rich man.
This pig-killing sword is full of iron and is quite heavy, which is the best weapon he has ever been able to come into contact with before.
Otherwise, he would not have carried such a broken pig-killing knife.
After the discussion on the matter was completed, Yang Yu got the blacksmith shop.
It was almost dusk, and the already deserted Dulong Town became more and more deserted. There were no people on the streets and only a few shops were open.
Yu Yang didn't bother him much, and took the medicinal materials he had bought before and returned to the restaurant at the beginning.
Seeing that the shopkeeper was about to close the door, he called him and ordered a table of good dishes.
"this…"
The shopkeeper was holding the silver and his scalp was numb: "Master Yang, you ordered so many dishes, but I'm afraid that thirty people wouldn't finish it?"
People who practice martial arts have a lot of appetite, so of course they don’t know that they open a shop.
But this food is too big.
Even thirty burly men opened their stomachs and went to eat until they died, and they were afraid they would not finish it.
"Just do it, who said I ate it alone?"
Yu Yang waved his hand to dismiss the shopkeeper.
I went to the second floor by myself and sat down at the original position. The previous mess has been cleaned up.
The head of the Ping An Escort Agency, Gong Yang Jing, and a group of Escort leaders, were also having dinner. When Yang Yu came in, several people subconsciously shivered.
Or Yang Jing raised his hand and said hello.
"You haven't left yet?"
Yu Yang was a little surprised.
He made such a big noise today, and everyone knows that something is going to happen next, so those who can leave will be almost done.
The person who was tramping was most afraid of getting involved in the trouble, and he thought these people had left long ago.
"I'm not sure about it. I'm here to wait for Mr. Yang."
Gong Yang Jing's expression was correct:
"Brother Yang's martial arts are extremely admired. I want to invite Mr. Yang and me to go on the road together and take care of each other!
Although the power of the Poison Dragon Village is quite large, I am not afraid of them provoking trouble."
"You want to recruit me?"
Yang Yu was stunned and slightly silenced:
"General escort leader, how many generations have Ping An escort agency been opened?"
"Well? The Ping An Escort Agency was opened by my great-grandfather. It has been passed down to me for four generations. In Qingzhou, there are few people who don't sell me for their face."
Gong Yang Jing was a little complacent.
He wanted to recruit Yang Yu, but he naturally took a fancy to his martial arts and temperament.
He was rejected before, but he was still a little regretful. Before leaving, he thought about recruiting him again.
"Guizu must be very good at martial arts."
Yu Yang sighed.
Although the level of martial arts cannot be seen at a glance, it can be seen from the external energy and spirit.
Gongyang Jing has good martial arts skills and is even stronger than Feng Sanyu. However, if he really fights, he may not be the opponent of the latter, and he also expects Dulong Village to sell his face.
That's really...
"That's natural. The boss's escort was also a famous master on Qingzhou Road back then. It's not that easy for ordinary people to join our escort agency!"
Several umbrella leaders were dissatisfied with Yang Yu's attitude and their tone was a little sarcastic.
"Yang appreciates the kindness of the head of the escort, but you guys should leave earlier."
At this time, the wine and food had already come up, and Yang Yu stopped saying anything.
"What a good word is hard to persuade the damn ghost."
Several heads of the wardrobe sneered.
They really couldn't understand why the head of the chief cared for this person. In their opinion, although this kid had high martial arts skills, he was not very old.
Half of the bandits who easily defeated them were really useless.
It's not really how great he is.
Yang Jing sighed:
"Brother Yang's martial arts skills are no less than mine. He can travel around the world. No one can help each other, but it's really not possible.
I still hope you will consider it well. My Ping An Escort Agency is also considered a well-known force on the ground in Qingzhou..."
"Oh!"
Suddenly, a laugh of contempt came from downstairs:
"The dung beetle fell into the red mud. What kind of candy do you put on to stir-fry chestnuts? When will your Ping An Escort Agency be considered a powerful force in Qingzhou?"
"Dare to insult the head of the pony? Who are you? What a courage!"
Several heads of the slut were furious, and several swords were unsheathed, making them murderous intent.
"you……"
The shouting and scolding came to an abrupt end.
The heads of the wardrobe were all stunned, and the faces of the people who pulled out the sword were shaking:
"Fly, fly, fly fish suit!"
Da da da da da ~
The crisp footsteps were like drumbeats blew up in the hearts of several people, and Gong Yang Jing's expression became solemn and he became afraid.
The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.
Not to mention Qingzhou, the Jinyiwei is definitely one of the several major forces in the territory of the Ming Dynasty and even the other major dynasties.
Where can they afford to offend?
“Ha~”
Cao Jinlie slowly walked up the second floor, ignoring the dumb slutty heads, and looked at Yang Yu lightly:
"I said you kid also has a temper. How could you allow these toads to swear loudly here?"
Yang Yu poured wine one by one, and didn't care:
"Is bragging illegal?"
"Well…"
Cao Jinlie was stunned and then laughed. The Jinyiwei who came up later also laughed, and the solemn atmosphere suddenly dissipated.
"Get out!"
Lin An glanced coldly, and several pretentious heads left in a hurry, looking embarrassed.
"I counted you behind, but I didn't expect you to come like that."
Yu Yang had some headaches:
"I'm going to Liushemen to report on the job..."
"What's the problem with everyone knowing it?"
Cao Jinlie sat down with a big golden sword, raised his glass and drank it all, and then let out a breath:
Chapter completed!