My wife, Tamako, looked around, and she felt the general direction of the breath of the Sun Ring Sword, and slowly closed her eyes in place.

The reinforcements that Lord Wusan said have not arrived yet.

Do you have to wait any longer?

Just a human base...

She frowned slightly, and she was a little confused.

In her opinion, it is of course true that ghosts can easily defeat humans.

Wusan's cautious appearance made her feel a little confused.

I casually tweaked my long yellow hair hanging from my face. There was no emotion in my wife's eyes. She slowly raised her head and looked at the moon.

"...It's so beautiful, the moon." Almost subconsciously, she said such a sentence.

After saying this, she was slightly stunned.

...

...

In the forging village.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." The head of the village chief of the Forgetting Village was thin. He had white hair and knelt on the futon, his voice was old and sharp:

"I didn't expect that I would be a little out of my composure when I saw Lord Shangquan in my lifetime."

As soon as Guoyuan heard this, he subconsciously glanced at Shang Quannai, who was blinking opposite him, and then put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"Is there anything wrong with the village chief?" Shang Quannai turned his head and looked at the village chief. He was siping food in his mouth. To be honest, he hadn't eaten for a long time.

The village chief took a few deep breaths and had to be the village chief for more than ten years, otherwise he would not be able to stabilize his emotions so skillfully.

"Yes, Lord Shangquan is a very important thing for us knife forging people."

The village chief said, carefully taking a box from the hands of the people around him and put it on the tatami in front of him with both hands.

Click.

The village chief's old hand was placed in the groove at the mouth of the box with a trembling slightly.

Da da da da da da da da da!

Then he pressed quickly, and finally twisted his fingers to the left!

Click!

The box slowly opened a slit.

Aside.

My wife Sun Cunzheng looked at Shang Izuna in confusion and asked Ciichiro quietly:

"What does that old man mean?" My wife Suncun lowered her voice and leaned against Siichiro's ear: "In lifetime? What?"

"Why can't I understand?"

Although I learned some words from the Naruto in the "King of Heaven" before, I later learned about the approximate status of Naruto Naruto from several of them.

But he still didn't know the truth about it.

Ciichiro shook his head slightly, and lowered his voice and replied to my wife Shancun:

"I will explain it to you later, don't talk now."

As Guo Yuanichi's ears swayed slightly, the conversation between the two reached his ears. He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Shang Quanna.

At this time.

The village chief trembled with his hands, and he took out a very well-maintained white short blade from the box, and even could vaguely see the reflected cold light from the short blade.

This is a bone-controlled and flank failure.

The village chief lowered his head slightly, and he held the furious and said:

"This is the bone blade you created at the beginning. Our Forging Knife Village will take it out for maintenance and worship for generations."

"What a wonderful bone blade, I sigh every time I see it."

"Thanks to you, the ancestors of Xia, were able to gather so many sword forging people in that era to form the first generation sword forging village."

Shang Quanna gently put down his chopsticks, listened to the village chief's words, and recalled the knife craftsman who was holding him in the past.

"The ancestors passed on your portrait through their own memories, so we can recognize you."

"There are only your sculptures in the square at every village site where the knife forging people can enter, and we also have your sculptures. This is our insignificant respect..."

"But, my ancestor has never had time to thank you. This is his lifelong regret, so..."

Shang Quanna's memories stagnated, his expression was a little frozen. He put down the chopsticks in his hand slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the village chief and the two knife-forging men beside him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

What?

sculpture?

My sculpture?

Every village?

Shang Quanna felt awkward and ashamed, and he looked at the village chief and the others with a slightly distorted expression.

The village chief put the famine back into the box, then buried his head deeply, and made a posture of getting off the ground. The two people beside him were the same.

Bang!

"Thank you for your help to the Knife Village! Thank you very much!!"

The three of them said at the same time, and a dull voice came from under the heads buried by several people.

"No, it's okay." Shang Quannai twitched the corners of his mouth. He smiled with some difficulty and reached out to help the village chief up.

Then he seriously looked at the village chief's eyes hidden under the mask:

"Please remove it..."

Halfway through the words of trying to remove the sculpture, the village chief's old eyes were a little puzzled, which eventually made Shang Quannai choke at his words.

He waved his hand and picked up the chopsticks again:

"Forget it, it's okay."

"I have received your feelings..."

Shang Quanna sighed in his heart. He then looked at Ji Guoyuanyi, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly grabbed the village chief:

"By the way, for knives, who is the best knives in the village?"

The village chief was slightly stunned. He looked at Shang Quannai's smiling expression, and his mind was dazed, feeling a sense of incongruity that the ancient painting smiled in front of him.

He replied in a daze:

"It's Tieqiao who led the way for a few of you just now."

"So, I'll be fine if I ask that Tie Qiao to make a knife for my friend?" Shang Quanna smiled, patted the village chief's shoulder gently, and then withdrew his hand.

The friend Shang Quanna is naturally referring to Ji Guoyuanyi.

The village chief immediately nodded as if I had understood, and then said seriously:

"That's certainly! We're just thinking that."

"Then, we won't disturb you all the meals anymore. Please give me any instructions if you have any questions."

"We'll take it back first."

The village chief lowered his head slightly, said a few words, gently retreated into the corridor and pulled up the door of the room.

In the room.

For a moment, after Guoyuanichi, my wife Shancun and Ciichiro and the other two focused their eyes on Shang Quanna alone.

It's okay for Ciichiro. He had already learned about Naozuna's approximate identity before.

But my wife Shancunzheng widened her eyes and looked at Shang Quanna with confusion.

He was very curious.

My wife is good at storing chopsticks and slapped the table.

"You...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

As soon as my wife Shancun stood up, Ciichiro covered her mouth with her left hand and pressed her back hard.

Ciichiro shaved his wife Shancun with a sharp look, then pulled his arm and smiled at Jikuoyuichi Monk Izuna and nodded:

"He wanted to go out on the street, so I went out with him and left first."

Then, Ciichiro opened the door in a hurry, pulled my wife Shancun and ran away.
Chapter completed!