The legend of the craftsman

Du Ze stopped. In the alley to his left, someone was fighting to the death.

In a slum like this, fighting is not uncommon.But the battle between these two is obviously not comparable to that of a hooligan.

I saw one of them raised his energy sword and stabbed at the other with lightning speed.

The man dodged and wanted to avoid it, but unfortunately his speed was a little slower, and he was slashed on the waist by the energy sword.

Du Ze glanced at it, lowered his head, and walked quickly to his nest while maintaining his composure.

The battle between the two should be resolved soon. The man without a weapon is obviously at a disadvantage, and it is estimated that he is not far from meeting Hades.I must return to the nest before they get the result, lest the winner dislike him and click him together.

After walking two steps, Du Ze couldn't help but stop, and turned to look at the unarmed man again.Although this man was at a disadvantage, the look in his eyes deeply shocked him for a moment—proud, tenacious, and unyielding.These beautiful qualities made those eyes look amazingly bright, as if there was life burning in them, so he couldn't ignore them no matter what.

If such a pair of eyes were to disappear like this, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life!

So, on this moonlit night, Du Ze made a decision that made him feel lucky and hurt his whole life!

He shouted: "Go on!" and threw his clumsy work over.

The two fighters were stunned for a moment, the one without the weapon obviously reacted faster, he exhausted all his strength, leaped up to catch the weapon in the air.

The other party's reaction was not slow, he jumped up almost at the same time as he jumped up, raised the energy sword high, and stabbed towards the heart!

Du Ze, who had done all this, suddenly became sober.He patted his head in great annoyance, seeing the two people fighting, his heart was hanging in his throat, what an idiot he was to make such a move!

If the weak side loses, he will die soon!

Thinking of this, he stared wide-eyed at the battlefield where the result would soon be drawn, and prayed to the gods and Buddhas for victory in his heart.

After all, that man received Du Ze's clumsy handiwork. In an instant, a half-foot-long dagger appeared in his hand. He quickly returned to defense and blocked the energy sword with the dagger.

However, Du Ze's is a clumsy work after all, how can it be compared with a normal energy sword, the energy on the dagger is quickly dissipated.The energy sword pierced into the chest with a slightly reduced castration.

It's over!Du Ze's mind suddenly exploded.

However, the actual situation is completely opposite to what Du Ze thought.Although the man was seriously injured, he did not stop his fight. He threw away the dagger, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, clenched his right fist, and with all his strength, he punched the other person's head as fast as lightning. On the heart!

Live for life!

Du Ze's heart suddenly stopped beating. The scene in front of him shocked his mind and made him extremely moved.In the years that followed, no matter what battles he experienced, he couldn't bring him back to the feeling of this moment.At that moment, he understood what the heart of a warrior is - unwavering belief, indomitable spirit, courage to move forward bravely, courage without fear of life and death!

The energy sword stuck in the man's chest, due to the death of the owner, the blade dissipated, and blood gushed out from the chest, forming a blood rain in the air.

The two people who jumped up in the air also fell to the ground one after another due to gravity.

Du Ze ran over quickly, he wanted to make sure that the brave warrior was still alive.

Stretching his hand under his nose, Du Ze heaved a sigh of relief, and he was still breathing weakly.Du Ze, take off your clothes quickly, press the wound, stop the bleeding, and finally survived, he can't just let people die like this.

As for the other one, Du Ze looked at the one who couldn't die anymore. In this slum, there are people who died in fights every two days.Here, the most worthless thing is human life, and someone will come to take him away tomorrow.

At this time, under the moonlight, Du Ze could clearly see the appearance of this soldier. He had a letter A face, a beautiful tip in his hair, and a delicate and high nose bridge, like a hanging gall. Coupled with those wolf-like eyes, Du Ze tsk tsk. Twice, harm one!

What surprised him even more was that this warrior seemed to be only described as a boy. Du Ze swore that this man would never be over eighteen.

The boy's physical fitness is surprisingly good, and the sword wound on his chest stopped bleeding very quickly.

Du Ze heaved a sigh of relief, if the bleeding couldn't stop, it would be hard to say whether he could survive.Now this is not the worst.

Du Ze glanced at the weakly breathing boy, got up and went to find the only doctor here.

At dawn, Du Ze strenuously carried the seriously injured patient, who was not yet conscious, back to his cubicle step by step.After stripping the boy naked and putting him on the single bed, Du Ze went to the bathroom to wash the blood-stained clothes of the two of them.

There is such an injured person in the family, it seems that he can only abide by Boss Hu's 8-hour working system today.That doctor was really shady, just fiddled with it so casually, and charged him 1000 Ruo—almost all his savings!

Du Ze, who had returned to abject poverty, had to continue to work hard.

And the one he rescued, after fully waking up, picked up the short blade made by Du Ze and fiddled with it.

The person who made the short blade was obviously a complete layman, and actually used wood, which is recognized as the most difficult material to construct mental strength, to make daggers.And it wasn't just one person who did this.On this dagger, he felt two fluctuations of mental power.

But what is admirable is that the cooperation between the two has succeeded.It is conceivable that with the guidance of a famous teacher, the future of the two is limitless.

In the past, he could introduce a good teacher to his savior.Now, he can't protect himself, and this life-saving grace can only be reserved for the future.

In the evening, when Du Ze came back, he bought fish and meat, cooked them in the common kitchen, and served them to the young man. At the same time, he also found that the young man's hair and eyes were actually dark purple!

After looking at it curiously, Du Ze went to take back the boy's laundry in the morning, took out a needle and thread, and mended it.

Du Ze is dexterous, and the little Du Ze is used to mending work. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the traces of mending at all.

The young man looked at the hot food in front of him with a complex expression, and then raised his head to look at Du Ze's scarred, ugly, but extremely dexterous hands, with mixed feelings in his heart.

His face, which had been tense all the time, could not help but quietly relax.

"My name is Cang Qi." The boy said slowly in a low tone, "Thank you for saving me."

"Du Ze. Hurry up and eat."

The boy pursed his lips, picked up the spoon, and began to eat slowly.

Du Ze watched his every move and sighed inwardly, this should be a troubled young master.It's not something ordinary people can do to be able to eat with elegance.For a grassroots like him, when he is hungry, he is polite if he doesn't gobble it up.

The boy took a few mouthfuls, then suddenly remembered something, put down the spoon, and said a little uncomfortable: "Thank you for cooking for you, have you eaten yet?"

Du Ze smiled gently. Before this young master fell into trouble, he should have been used to being served. It's hard for him to think of others. "I've eaten it. You should eat more to heal your wounds."

Just as he was talking, the door of the compartment was kicked open with a bang.

A big man with a thick purple chain around his neck swaggered in and yelled, "Ugly, did you get something delicious? Hurry up and take it out to honor your grandfather."

Seeing the food in front of the young man, he walked over unceremoniously, reaching out to serve it.

Cang Qi pursed his lips tightly and sneered. In an instant, an energy sword more than one meter long was placed on the big man's neck.

He stared at the big man coldly, as if looking at a dead man.

The big man's hand that had already touched the rim of the bowl froze stiffly, and cold sweat broke out from his head, "God, Master—"

The big man didn't move and didn't dare to move, with a pleading look in his eyes, "Forgive, spare—"

"Get out!" Cang Qi put away his sword and shouted.

"Yes, yes, thank you Master for not killing me." The big man didn't care to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, turned around and ran out scrambling.

The wonderful thing is that before he went out, he didn't forget to close the door of the compartment.

Du Ze sewed the clothes in his hand, from beginning to end, without even raising his head.

Although the big man left, Cang Qi's complexion was still not good. He suppressed his anger and looked at the thin and small boy in front of him with displeasure. I will bully you next time!"

Du Ze smiled and didn't defend himself, but in his heart he felt that this handsome young man was extremely cute.

Seeing that he could still laugh, Cang Qi couldn't help but hate iron for being weak, he gritted his teeth, picked up the rice spoon and continued to eat.He made up his mind to teach Du Ze some skills, firstly to repay his kindness, and secondly, to let this young man have some capital to protect himself.

Cang Qi obviously forgot that a really soft person would dare to intervene in such a desperate battle.

After the meal, Cang Qi took out a dagger with a wooden handle, and asked with a serious face, "Did you make this dagger?"

"Yes." Du Ze didn't care about Cang Qi's attitude, people always have more tolerance for beautiful things, and Du Ze is no exception.

"How do you do it?"

"First carve it out of wood, and then attach the spiritual power to it in a certain way." Du Ze stopped his work and asked, "Is there any problem with this?"

"Of course there is a problem." Cang Qi said, and then began to popularize the basic knowledge of this world to Du Ze with a serious face.