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Ugin.

In all the world's mountains, rivers, lakes, and martial arts forests, all the magical weapons and armors that can be named, and the metals that are forged, all have some origins.

Among them, the most miraculous is said to be this Ujin.

According to legend, this object came from the sky, and it was a divine object that fell into the mortal world by mistake when the stars fell. It was discovered by the ancient gods and sealed in the mountains for hundreds of millions of years. It absorbed the aura of heaven and earth and turned it into a strange treasure. Light, if you use this thing to forge a weapon, you will have a magic weapon in your hand, and you will be unparalleled in the world.

Open the world with one sword, guard the mountains and rivers with one gun.

This is originally a legend, but the legend is not groundless, but the magic weapon in this legend has nothing to do with the world, mountains and rivers.

"More than a hundred years ago, there was a martial arts genius named Gu Xuecheng in the Jianghu. He found a piece of black gold meteorite on the mountain in Fenghuang, Liaodong. He forged it into a magic weapon, the 'Blue Dragon Blade', and gave it to his apprentice—his apprentice. It was Lou Manyue, the hero praised by everyone in the later generations, and later the leader of the martial arts alliance. The "Blue Dragon Blade" really showed great power in his hands. Later, when Lou Manyue passed away, there was no trace of the "Blue Dragon Blade". Into the tomb." Song Yingluo paused for a while when she said this, "Although I always feel that this is not a master and a disciple, but it is undeniable that Wujin may really exist."

Li Chengzuo didn't say a word. He listened to Song Yingluo's unreliable Jianghu rumors, and his peach blossom eyes twitched: "This legend is true or not, I don't know, but, do you know that in recent years? Where did the rumored 'Ugin' come from?"

Song Yingluo didn't have the demeanor of a lady at all, and she rolled her eyes without showing any face: "Where else did she come from? Could it be that she came out of a dream?"

Li Chengzuo glanced at her, with a smile that was not a smile: "It really came out of a dream. You don't do your job every day. You are a prodigal lady who disguises herself as a man and visits teahouses and theaters. You really don't know, the hottest 'Phoenix Tower' nowadays?"

As soon as Song Yingluo heard the words "Phoenix Tower", she immediately recovered her spirits. She didn't bother to retort at the "prodigal" hat that the emperor had buckled down, and said with bright eyes, "I know! Why don't you know! You want me to say this 'Mr. Three Changes' is really a strange person. This book is written in a book full of words and words. If there is such a place as the Phoenix Tower, I will risk it even if I go to the Marquis Mansion of Fengcheng."

Li Chengzuo glanced at Song Yingluo from the end of his eyes, as if he couldn't understand why Miss Song was so excited. Seeing that her attention was about to go astray in an instant, he simply said his own: "Wujin meteorite is Wujin meteorite, is it true?" Who was the first to call out the name 'Ugin'? He just borrowed a little resemblance of the legendary thing, and borrowed a wishful thinking that is popular all over the world, and simply spread it to the point of misunderstanding ——Let people think that Wujin, like gold, silver, copper and iron, is a mine that can be encountered but not sought after. With this mine, you can create endless magic weapons for your own use, and further aspire to the world."

Song Yingluo was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, after recollecting the sarcasm with guns and sticks for a while, she finally realized Li Chengzuo's implication behind her words.

According to Miss Song's fiery temper, anyone who slanders something she really admires is as unforgivable as pointing at her nose and scolding her family. However, Miss Song didn't even bother to retaliate.Rao is her young lady who is well-informed, and her complexion also changed at this time: "Phoenix Tower...Liaodong."

When Li Chengzuo saw Song Yingluo's face, he inevitably developed a bit of evil heart. This evil heart was like the inexplicable sense of accomplishment after successfully teasing someone. My head was successfully bullied, but I was still quite relieved.

However, no matter what he thought in his heart, his face was a sanctimonious bastard, his peach blossom eyes were raised, and he smiled slightly at the "Song Guifei" who changed his face: "In the Phoenix Tower, the scholar was besieged by the army when he was using troops in Liaodong, and he was desperate." I plunged headlong into the mountain, and discovered this Wujin mine by chance, and used it to forge an invincible magic weapon... Do you know why this thing is called Wujin?"

Song Yingluo easily followed this seductive way, recovered from the "conspiracies" and "calculations" full of heart, and asked with straight eyebrows: "Why?"

"Want to know?" Li Chengzheng smiled slightly and saw the eyes of Song Yan's burning expectations flashed. This mixed emperor revealed the original face, "I don't tell you."

Song Yingluo: "..."

As a citizen in the Dayu Dynasty, there were four hundred or so days a year when he wanted to kill the king. However, killing the king was not a violation of the law, and the whole family would die if he disagreed. Miss Song Yingluo felt that she could not try the law by herself.

Li Chengzuo couldn't stop thinking about the silent message in Song Yingluo's eyes - "What should I do, he is the emperor, I can't beat him", then he rolled his eyes and stood up gracefully, relying on the emperor's supremacy With a dignified status, he cleared his throat logically: "Okay, Concubine, you can kneel down, I will visit you again some other day."

Song Yingluo: "..."

Song Yingluo was grinding her teeth. If Li Chengzuo were sesame seeds, Miss Song would have ground them into a bowl of fragrant sesame paste by now.

Miss Song gritted her teeth and said with a lingering fragrance on her lips and teeth, "... Your Majesty, are you really not afraid of my concubine going to sue in front of Brother Junchi when you treat me like this?"

This sentence really touched the sore point of Li Chengzuo, the emperor who has no conscience and loves to order people around.

"I heard that Junchi is sick?" Li Chengzuo's face changed like turning over a book, just now he had a look of contempt for me, but now he looks like a spring breeze and rain, "how can you be sick so well, Yingluo, everyone said It's very interesting for you to dress up as a man, why don't you pretend to be Zhen in the palace, I will take this time to go out of the palace to see Jun Chi."

Song Yingluo: "..."

Thanks to him being able to speak and think, Song Yingluo completely forgot about the dignity and inferiority of monarchs and ministers, and gave the emperor with a thick skin as thick as a city wall a vicious look.

If eyes could kill, Li Chengzuo might have been pierced by Miss Song's gaze, but he seemed to be unaware of it, the twinkling light in his peach eyes was extremely sincere, what a benevolent gentleman who is a virtuous corporal.

Song Yingluo snorted, "Your Majesty, is planning to conduct a private visit to observe people's sentiments? Last time, the microservice attracted Khitan assassins. What kind of master are you going to recruit this time? Speaking of which, it is said that your elder brother, King Qi, has eight great Vajras under his command, all of whom are highly skilled in martial arts." It's not a good person, they may not be able to compare with you alone, but the feeling of being besieged by these people together, hehe...you can't wait to taste it?"

Song Yingluo spoke with a gun and a stick, euphemistically expressing the original intention of "there are too many people who want to kill you, so don't pretend to be dead and stay in the palace".

Miss Song's few words touched Li Chengzuo. She didn't know, but she was about to cry herself - these days, it's hard for loyal ministers, and it's even harder for loyal ministers who are under the blind eyelids. If you want to give advice, you have to even intimidate and irony , and thanks to Li Chengzuo's good temper, he doesn't have the bad habit of beheading if he disagrees with him, otherwise Miss Song Yingluo would learn to be as quiet as a chicken even if she is a nonsense.

Unexpectedly, Li Chengzuo's heart is as big as a cake, and he can eat it if he is given a world smashed out of thin air. He completely failed to understand the spirit of Song Yingluo's "satire and remonstrance", and he forked the matter a hundred and eight thousand miles away with a single mouth : "Speaking of the Khitan assassins, I have the intention to let them go - their original intention may not be to want my life, but just to let those things that were originally non-existent be heard in the sky. It's just that those few things are stunned , I'm so dumb, I'm afraid I can't understand my intentions, so I have to trouble you to run for me."

Song Yingluo: "..."

Well, let him be honest, he will arrange work for others.

Song Yingluo was so angry at the emperor who was born to call people, she turned into a lit Kongming lantern on the spot, and could go to the sky with the wind: "The emperor takes care of everything every day, and it is right for my concubines to share your worries, but I don't I know, should the concubine go after the assassin now, or should she come on stage and pretend to be a 'true and false emperor'?"

When Li Chengzuo heard the words, he nodded with a sense of reason: "My concubine is justified, the most urgent thing is, you should act first."

Song Yingluo: "..."

She must have had a cramp in her head to believe her master's nonsense.

Her master said that Li Chengzuo knew how to hide his strength and bide his time at a young age, and he will be compared to an emperor through the ages in the future-that's how she got on the thief ship of Emperor Tianqi that was about to sink at any time. , must have just been kicked in the head by his own stubborn donkey.

Miss Song Yingluo had nothing to say, she flicked her sleeves angrily, and entered the Nuan Pavilion, out of sight and out of mind.

Li Chengzuo looked at Song Yingluo's back and smiled. He peeled off the dragon robe, revealing the regular clothes that had been prepared a long time ago.

There are so many guards in the palace, behind him it seems like nothing.

He was in full view, and once he moved away, he was no longer seen.