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She knew this sentence when Ye Ying hugged her last night, and Jing Shu couldn't help but groaned in her heart as a fool, she cared so much about her, she couldn't explain clearly in her mouth, and she couldn't understand in her heart, she was still honest , know when to do what, can't let her go.

Even though she has read the Four Books and Five Classics and read all kinds of life through words, she is still a girl with little experience in the world, with the purest stubbornness and desire. Now her only wish since she was a child has been satisfied beyond the ordinary , as if owning the whole world.

Thinking of this, Jing Shu couldn't help but hugged the man hugging her a little tighter, and the begonias around her fell layer after layer, and the fragrance of flowers was like a bath, "I didn't hear what you said just now."

Her voice was smiling, Ye Ying could think of her stupid appearance, and forgot to react for a while.A pair of small hands were clutching his robe and shaking it, Ru Lan exhaled delicately, "Say it again, okay?"

Ye Ying somehow gave birth to the illusion of being pestered for sweets, her heart felt soft, her thin lips curved slightly, he pinched Jing Shu's little face, "You're still like a child."

In addition to the irresistible departure of life, Ye Ying has protected Jing Shu very well for so many years. She is just a child raised by a nanny, but she doesn't need to look at other people's faces. Ye Ying's younger brothers supported her.Jingshu has undoubtedly been greatly favored, but her heart is still transparent. She is the pure land he guards and also the spiritual support.

"Anyway, it's not a day or two since you treated me like a child. If you weren't only a few years older than me, I might recognize you as a cheap father." Jing Shu let go of her hand lightly, and turned to lean on his back. Chest, "It is said that in the eyes of parents, children will never grow up, but why do you think I am too young?"

Holding her slender waist in her arms, Ye Ying pressed her soft shoulder blades funny, "Okay, it's not a child, my Jing Shu has grown up."

The pampering inside and outside of the words penetrated into her bones, and her ears suddenly felt hot, she stretched her neck and squinted at the handsome face nearby, but her mouth was very awkward, "This... this, this is what my mother said of."

Gu Xinlan would indeed say that, Jingshu is early, the little child has grown up like an adult overnight, she hopes that her daughter will grow up slowly, and does not want her to bear this worldly burden prematurely.Ye Ying's thinking is exactly the same as that of the wet nurse, Jing Shu has a pair of very innocent eyes, he doesn't want too many heavy things in those eyes.

The two sat under the tree until dusk, the begonias all over the ground covered the original color of the clothes, the lights were turned on in Luomeiju, and Mother Qin came to ask her plans for the evening, Ye Ying just waved her hand and led Jing Shu He walked out the door slowly.

Lue carried the lantern and walked a few quick steps beside Jing Shu, from the corner of her eye she always glanced at the two people behind her from time to time, their hesitant to speak seemed full of complaints.

Ye Ying wanted to go to the Sword Cottage, although this time was already the time for the disciples in the village to move freely, but there were always people staying in the important part of the Sword Cottage.As soon as Jingshu mentioned Jianlu, she knew what he was going to do. On the way, she carefully told him how the cold iron forged swords over the years.She could only give a rough idea, but Ye Ying could understand it immediately, and she also knew that she had helped him take care of the sword casting all these years away.

Jingshu remembers that cold iron is a rare material. Back then, she discovered that piece of thousand-year-old cold iron was purely by chance, and it was not easy to ask for a second piece. "The second owner has opened up the business route to Qiongzhou. I told you to bring it back if you have any good stones, and the swordsmith in the sword hut has also been there several times in person, but the cold iron seems to be very hard to find, and there has been no good news."

"You are always so careful, I don't know how much I can worry about with you." Ye Ying breathed a sigh of relief, "You have really worked hard these years."

The night covered the blush on her face unrealistically, and she met many disciples and handymen along the way, and they would stop and salute when they saw Ye Ying's fancy clothes near or far.Seeing this, Jing Shu felt a little embarrassed and wanted to withdraw her hand. The other places in the villa were no better than Luomeiju. If she and Ye Ying were found walking hand in hand, the news would probably spread widely tomorrow.

Ye Ying didn't pay attention to the strangeness nearby, but just held the girl's little hand tightly, and even brought her closer to her side, realizing that Jing Shu seemed to be wandering in her mind, secretly helpless, her habit of walking in a trance hadn't changed for so many years , even if he is a blind person walking beside him and thinking about other things.

The three of them walked all the way to the sword hut, and Ye Fangzhi was waiting at the entrance of the main hall after receiving the pass.Although I have heard about Ye Ying's changes after leaving the customs, my heart was still shocked when I saw the Huafa man walking towards me. This is their young but already standing at the pinnacle of martial arts. The myth in the hearts of the disciples.

With a slight heat in his throat, Ye Fangzhi hurriedly led a group of swordsmiths to salute, "Master."

As he approached the sword hut, the smell of charcoal in the air became much stronger. Ye Ying's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she responded with a light hum. She couldn't wait in her heart, and she didn't stop walking, "I'll go to the workshop to have a look."

Ye Fangzhi understood, and hurriedly walked ahead to lead the way, "Now is the stage of polishing and tempering, and it should be completed in another year."

The temperature next to the furnace was extremely high. The swordsmiths were bare-chested and their trousers were rolled up high. Big drops of sweat continued to roll down their chests, backs and backs, and their skin was burnt red by the fire.

Ye Fangzhi led Ye Ying to the sword-casting platform, "During the period of the master's retreat, I smelted the cold iron for many times according to your instructions, and shaped the final smelted cold iron essence in the mold. It is exactly the same as the original calculation.”

There was a burst of excitement secretly on the cold face, Ye Ying nodded slightly, and stretched out her hand towards the sword casting platform, Ye Fangzhi was so frightened that her eyelids twitched, she hurriedly said: "Master, the heat is hot..."

Ye Ying remained silent, pressed her palm to three inches away from the sword, and slowly stroked the thin sword body on the sword casting platform from the air, her handsome eyebrows slightly stretched, "It's really not bad."

Seeing that he withdrew his hand safely, Ye Fangzhi breathed a sigh of relief, the scorching temperature on the sword platform is enough to scorch the skin and flesh, if Ye Ying hurts her hand, it will be difficult to explain, her thoughts turned and she began to admire him again With his cultivation base, the owner of this retreat must have taken another big step forward.

"Boss Ye has been bothering you all these years." Ye Ying bowed her head in thanks, her expression extremely sincere.

Ye Fangzhi was flattered, and hurriedly bowed to salute, "Just do as the owner of the villa has ordered before. If this sword is successful, the reputation of Cangjian Villa in Jianghu will surely rise to a higher level."

It is completely cast from thousand-year-old cold iron. Even the old owner did not use such rare materials to make swords. It is thanks to... Ye Fangzhi looked at the woman in Tsing Yi behind Ye Ying and smiled.

Seeing him look, Jing Shu nodded in greeting, and looked at the silver-red body of the sword on the sword-forging platform. After thousands of tempers, the cold iron finally revealed its original color. The same whole body silver.

After coming out of the sword hut, the air was a bit more refreshing, leaving the scorching heat behind her, Jing Shu breathed a sigh of relief, the breeze from both sides blew, and her pretty face, which was reddened by the fire, returned to fairness.Lue, who was waiting outside, ran up when she saw them, and she didn't have time to stop her words, "You can figure it out, so many naked men inside scared me so much that I didn't dare to go in, it's better for my sister to be more determined."

Ye Ying was stunned for a moment, Jing Shu gave her a glare after returning to her senses, and Lu E immediately fell silent.In the past, when they came to Jianhu to check the materials, they only walked around the periphery, accompanied by Ye Fangzhi, and never entered the workshop. Just back out.

The sword hut disciples and swordsmith masters are all men, and generally no women will come here. Both Jing Shu and Lu E are still unmarried girls. When Lu E said that, she just remembered that there is still such a problem. "I... just looked at the sword, nothing else."

Ye Yingxu clenched his fists to cover his lips and coughed lightly. He also intentionally changed the subject, "The cold iron is formed by melting ice from meteorite. It has absorbed the cold air of thousands of years before. After six years of uninterrupted refining in the furnace, the coldness overflows the body surface. , the color should be quite eye-catching."

"Yeah." Jing Shu lowered her eyes, and her eyes glanced at the thin silver chain on her wrist, "It's very cold and eye-catching, just like the sun shining on the ice and snow. It should look good after the sword pattern is tattooed on it."

Ye Ying vaguely remembered that Jing Shu once said that she liked that piece of cold iron very much. At that time, the cold iron was still a black stone, but now it should show its most quintessential color, maybe it is what her eyes can see. "You like it?"

Blinking her eyes, Jing Shu smiled lightly, "I don't know martial arts or swords, but I just think it looks good."

"When I tested the blade just now, I found that there was an extremely strong cold air inside, which has not diminished after years of smelting. In the future, if the user's cultivation base

If it is done properly, it may be an excellent help. If the cultivation base is not enough, I am afraid that it will be backlashed by the cold air. A trace of worry flashed across Ye Ying's face, the sword is a good sword, and she is afraid of hurting others or herself.

Jing Shu couldn't help comforting her: "This is the lottery of the next Famous Sword Conference. Naturally, it will be held by someone with high military strength, and the person holding it will not be an ordinary person."

"That's right, every sword has its own choice, and it will find a suitable owner in the dark." Ye Ying sighed slightly, took Jingshu's hand and prepared to go back, but her fingertips accidentally touched the cold spot on her wrist. Metallic touch.

I don't know if he's thinking right, Jing Shu seems to like that cold iron a little bit, he can feel her focus on it.She is not a person who understands swords, but when the cold iron is there, her eyes only fall on it, no matter in the past or now, it can be seen that what attracts her is not its shape, but its inside.

"The cold iron is extremely cold, you have been wearing it, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Jing Shu looked at the place Ye Ying caressed, and shook her head, "It's very comfortable to wear."

There was a slight softness on the thin lips, "No wonder you don't want to take it off."

"I..." Jing Shu bit her lower lip lightly, "I said I would never take it off for the rest of my life."

"Well, I know." Ye Ying held her little hand tightly and walked slowly towards the villa.The two didn't go back directly to Meiju, but took a walk around the promenade.Ye Ying walked very slowly, except for Luomeiju, the rest of the villa was a little strange, he walked carefully step by step, as if he wanted to engrave every corner in his mind.

Night had completely fallen, and the lantern in Lue's hand was changed once in the sword hut, and it was turned off again. Ye Ying didn't need lighting at all, so Lue told her to send her back to Luomei when the candle burned out. Home, he still walked slowly with Jing Shu.

Lue reckoned that the owner wanted to be alone with her good sister, and she was embarrassed to be a little tail, so she made a face at Jingshu, turned around and ran away with the extinguished lantern in her hand.

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