Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

The abacus in Xiong Shigang's hand fell to the ground with a "slap", and he slapped his palm on his thigh, "Damn it! It must be Fei Yuanguang who caused trouble again!"

Hearing the name Fei Yuanguang, Hai Jing couldn't help being surprised.That Fei Yuanguang is the descendant of Fei He who made the Yuehua Sword, and he is also a famous craftsman today, but because of his crazy temperament and disdain to make swords for famous people, he was rejected, but he never thought that he would come here.

Just as he was thinking, billows of white smoke suddenly rose from a forest in the east.Hai Jing took a closer look, only to find that there was a cave there.

At this moment, a person suddenly jumped out of the black hole, seven feet in length, with long unkempt hair and a mustache on his lips.What was even more surprising was that there was a cluster of flames burning behind his buttocks, which made him jump around like a mountain monkey, screaming constantly.

Xiong Shigang cursed, but a figure suddenly rushed out of the village, and the crimson robe on his body instantly turned into a cloud of red clouds.I saw him holding a bucket of water in his arms, rushing to behind the man like flying, and pouring it down suddenly.

The flame was finally extinguished, and smoke hissed from behind the man. He let out a long breath and grinned, "Xiao Mu, thank you very much."

Unexpectedly, the person who came picked up the wooden barrel and put it on the man's head with a "wow", "Thank you! You don't cause me troubles on weekdays, so I have to thank you!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked the man on the back, trampled the tall man to the ground, and the wooden barrel rolled down the hillside, "Hey! What did you call me just now? Say it again!"

"...Brother Ling, Hero Ling! Please spare me!" Although the man said that, he still had a playful smile on his face.

"Hmph! This is more or less the same!" The man stopped his feet and strolled to the side of the courtyard.

Haijing looked at the two of them, feeling a little funny.The young man surnamed Ling was about twenty years old, with a thin straight-edged knife hanging from his waist, and a crimson robe that made his skin as snowy as jade, with a beauty mole on the corner of his lips, which was quite true. Bukou is a beauty, but the smile on her face is slightly frivolous, and the corners of her eyebrows are always slightly raised, making her look extremely arrogant.

And the man who was on fire just now is undoubtedly Fei Yuanguang. At this moment, his eyelids are drooping, his clothes are stained with water, his eyes are drooping, and he is stroking his mustache and smiling at the young man, but he doesn't know what he is laughing at.

Xun Qianliu and Xiong Shigang seemed to be used to seeing their quarrels, one of them smiled and said nothing while shaking a feather fan, and the other picked up their abacus and continued to fight.

Feng Xiangyue faced the direction of the cave, stepped forward suddenly, and said sharply: "Ling Musheng! How is the situation in the valley recently?"

The young man named Ling Musheng saw the joy in the wind, his eyes suddenly lit up, and with a flick of his crimson sleeve, he made a gesture of kneeling on one knee.However, before his knees touched the ground, a cold light suddenly flew out from his hands, and rushed towards Feng Xiangyue's heart!

His figure was several times faster than when he was fighting the fire just now, he was as light as a fright, and as fast as lightning, the point of the knife was already in front of the white clothes in an instant, and if he moved an inch further, Feng Xiangyue would be killed.

But hearing the sound of "Dang", Feng Xiangyue's long sword was unsheathed in an instant and placed on Ling Musheng's blade, and the two weapons shook continuously.Ling Musheng hooked the corner of his mouth, and became even more mad, "Long time no see, it seems that your martial arts have not deteriorated."

Feng Xiangyue snorted coldly, turned his sword, and knocked him back a few steps, "How dare you come to test me with your kung fu? Stop talking nonsense, and answer my question immediately!"

Ling Musheng rubbed his wrists, and said lazily: "Recently, there is nothing unusual in the valley, and no outsiders have broken in, but Fei Yuanguang failed to refine his sword several times, and every time he made smoke and fire, it hurt me very much. Brain."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at Fei Yuanguang, his eyes full of threats, but Fei Yuanguang still touched his head and smiled innocently, as if he didn't understand what he was saying at all.

Feng Xiangyue turned his eyes to Fei Yuanguang, and his voice was cold and hard, "Be more careful when forging from now on, at least don't lead the fire into the forest."

"Yes yes yes." Fei Yuanguang nodded and smiled.

At this time, Feng Xiangyue reached into his sleeve and took out something, "This is the blueprint of the blood rain death needle, and I will give it to you."

Fei Yuanguang immediately swept away the sluggish state, his eyes flickered, and he rushed over like an arrow.He took the drawing and scanned it briefly. After confirming that it was genuine, he blinked and looked at Feng Xiangyue, "Master Gu, where did you get it?"

"You don't have to ask too much about it, just think carefully about whether you can make a better hidden weapon."

Fei Yuanguang was suddenly as happy as a child who got candy, he danced up and down, and ran back into the cave happily.

Seeing this, Ling Musheng spat, "Hey, this lunatic has nothing in his eyes other than blacksmithing."

Suddenly, there was the sound of pattering footsteps, and Fei Yuanguang ran out of the cave again, holding a long sword in his hand, "Guzhu, I recently remade a sword, which is better than the one you are using now." Make it lighter and sharper, try it!"

The scabbard of this long sword is made of sharkskin, with a red copper mouthpiece. It looks dull and plain, not eye-catching.Feng Xiangyue took the long sword and took it out of its sheath, only to hear the dragon chant endlessly on the sword body, and a bright brilliance flashed across like a startled rainbow, reflecting frost on everyone's faces.

Fei Yuanguang even deliberately pulled out a piece of hair and blew it towards the long sword. As soon as the hair touched the blade, it broke in two and floated to the ground.And the cold air on the sword became even worse for a moment, rushing straight to the door, making people want to close their eyes.

Feng Xiangyue was stunned for a moment, Ling Musheng also looked at it and stayed where he was, and Hai Jing clapped his hands in praise, "As expected of a descendant of the Fei family, the sword he made is simply the best in the world."

Fei Yuanguang's eyes lit up immediately, he took Hai Jing over and patted him on the shoulder, "I don't dare to be the best in the world, but I just say this to you, this friend is definitely!"

Hai Jing glanced at Fei Yuanguang and smiled.Feng Xiangyue looked at the sword again, nodded in satisfaction, then passed the long sword to Hai Jing, "Aren't you without a weapon? This sword is for you."

Because Cai Haijing praised him just now, Fei Yuanguang did not object.But Ling Musheng immediately jumped up, "Master Gu! I have been with you for so long, why did you give him the sword? Who is he to you?!"

"Servant." Feng Xiangyue glanced at him and said coldly.

"A servant? I'm still the chief guard of your Nether Valley!" Ling Musheng turned to look at Haijing, and then at Feng Xiangyue again, "I don't agree! How can I be inferior to him!"

Hearing this, Feng Xiangyue looked at the sword in his hand, and suddenly laughed with interest, "How you compare with him depends on your performance. Why don't you two have a competition, who wins?" I will give this sword to whoever!"

Ling Musheng laughed immediately, raised the tip of the knife, and pointed at Haijing, "Did you hear that? If you are sensible, just obediently give the sword to the young master, otherwise you will have to break your tendons and bones!"

Hai Jing was a little surprised by the gift of the sword, but now seeing Ling Musheng's attitude, he felt a little bit of interest in his heart, and said with a smile: "Since this sword was given to me by the owner of the valley, how can I give it away so easily? Even if I break my tendons and bones, I can't let him down."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly faced Feng Xiangyue, and said slowly: "Am I right? Master Gu."

His voice was very low and soft, and the ending was provocative on purpose. Feng Xiangyue only felt that there was something else in the words, and his mind was like spring water flowing through him. He moved inexplicably, and simply turned his head away to ignore him.Ling Musheng sneered, "What's the point of blowing the wind in Guzhu's ear! Use your sword to speak if you have the ability!"

"But I don't have a weapon right now, brother Fei, can I lend you a sword?" Hai Jing looked at Fei Yuanguang and said with a smile.

"It's easy to talk, just wait." Fei Yuanguang walked into the cave, found a sword after a while and threw it to Hai Jing, "Fix it!"

Hai Jing raised his wrist and took the long sword into his palm.He turned to look at Ling Musheng, narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled more intensely, "Young Master Ling, please. It's just that if you lose later, don't regret it."

His tone was very gentle, but it sent a chill down Ling Musheng's spine for no reason.But he didn't flinch, instead he became more energetic, "You're kind! But, how long can you last under my hands? Don't be like those so-called chivalrous men who are my dead soul with just a few tricks!"

As he said that, his face showed a bit of sinisterness, and he looked at Hai Jing with interest and arrogance intertwined in his eyes, "Well, if you are not dead after my twenty moves, I will remember your name!"