The sword that crosses eventually grows longer than the cliff

Qian Hong's name is not only familiar to the older generation, but also admired by the younger generation.This is not because he has practiced any peerless martial arts, but because of his superb ability to forge weapons.

He is in his early 40s this year, but he became famous in the martial arts world [-] years ago. At the age of a weak crown, he forged several swords that were praised by people in the martial arts world.

When he was 45 years old, at the request of Zhong Dezhou, the father of Zhong Litian, the previous owner of the Haotian Pavilion, before his death, he forged the Haotian Sword and Guishou Dao.

The sword is Zhong Dezhou's usual weapon, and the knife, in his own words, was for his useless son.As for how to understand the phrase "not a weapon", it depends on the individual.

Qian Hong responded to the entrustment of this long-worshiped martial arts senior, and it took two years to successfully forge the Haotian Sword.But at that time, Zhong Dezhou died of a serious illness, and he didn't have the chance to take a look at the sword that shocked the world.

Qian Hong felt that there would be no hero worthy of this sword, and thought that such a hero had died. Under the inexplicable grief, he spent another year of energy and painstakingly forging a Guishou Dao.

According to rumors, when the Ghost Sorrow Knife was born, it was raining and thundering, and the sound of the knife was like howling ghosts and wolves.It was also at that moment that Qian Hong's face was haggard.Even after careful nursing, there was no recovery.

People all said that it was because of Haotian Sword and Guishou Dao that they were against the sky, and God feared that he would cause too many murders, so he was punished this way.No matter what others say, since those two swords, the Wanqi Villa where he is located has not been invited to make magical weapons anymore, and only sells ordinary weapons.

But just like this, no one in the martial arts dared to underestimate him, and the famous gangs in the rivers and lakes wanted to confess him.Don't ask how bad the quality of the sword is, just ask for superior quality.You must know that the product produced by Wanjian Villa is a guarantee, and you must not easily offend it.

It's a pity that the Ghost Sorrow Knife disappeared during the internal struggle in the Haotian Pavilion seven years ago. Fortunately, the Haotian Sword has been preserved and has become the witness of the owner of the Haotian Pavilion, and it has also become a weapon that everyone in the martial arts covets .

Seeing the seniors who forged those two famous weapons today, the thin man and the short and fat man couldn't help but feel excited.The thin man clasped his hands and said, "My surname is He Dan, and my name is Jin. The person next to me is my virtuous younger brother Wu Tong. How lucky I am to meet my senior today."

The short and fat man Wu Tong also had an excited expression: "I've heard about your senior name for a long time, and seeing you today will give you a lifetime of comfort."

Qian Hong seemed unwilling to listen to others gossip about that false name, he frowned and waved his hands: "I don't mention it, I don't mention it, I just heard what the two younger brothers were talking about, and they are quite interested, so don't mention the old man's old affairs."

He Jin and Wu Tong looked at each other and smiled heartily.Wu Tong asked Xiao Er to bring another set of wine cups and dishes, and ordered another chicken to be cut up, and poured wine for Qian Hong graciously.

After tasting the good wine, Qian Hong stroked his beard on his chin with a smile and praised: "Good wine, good wine. I'm so rude, I want to ask the two younger brothers, what you just said about the Haotian Pavilion... I don't know if it's just hearsay or... ..."

Wu Tong swallowed the food in his mouth, surprise flashed in his eyes, the commotion in Haotian Pavilion in the past few months is not small, anyone in the martial arts should have heard about it, but he seems to be completely unaware?

Even though he thought so, Wu Tong still respectfully said: "I'll tell you seniors, although this junior doesn't know what happened, but when I came back from the northwest with my elder brother, I actually saw all kinds of disturbing behaviors by Haotian Pavilion's subordinates. It seems that the rumors should be pretty close."

Qian Hong gulped down a cup of wine, and said heavily: "Haotian Pavilion is becoming more and more deviant, and there is no such thing as the open-mindedness of Zhong Dezhou when he was alive. Hmph, his son is really disappointing. He was torn apart from life to life, and he was so stupid that he betrayed his relatives and was pushed down from the position of Pavilion Master. He died without a whole body. He really is extremely useless, and he is extremely embarrassing to his father!"

Qian Hong did not hide his feelings for Haotian Pavilion at all, which made Wu Tong and He Jin also feel the annoyance and dislike, and their disappointment with the previous pavilion master Zhong Litian.

He and Wu were curious about the information revealed in Qian Hong's words. They started martial arts so late that they didn't know much about the early years of martial arts.In Qian Hong's words, Haotian Pavilion seemed to be more famous than it is now, but they only knew Zhong Litian's vicious name, and the internal struggle in Haotian Pavilion that shocked the martial arts seven years ago.

Before they could open their mouths to ask, there was a slight sound of piercing through the air, and before He and Wu had time to react, the old man Qian Hong had already fallen obliquely due to the strength contained in the concealed weapon he hadn't seen clearly, and a mouthful of blood was also spurted out.

He and Wu looked around in horror, only to see a beautiful figure in white clothes at the door, who said in a casual tone: "If you love to gossip so much, you might as well go to the underworld to talk."

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Ren Cao, who was in a daze, suddenly felt something, his eyes pierced through the amorous autumn rain, and looked into the distance.

In the rain and fog, a white dress comes gracefully from far and near.The plain hand was holding the blue and white umbrella lightly, and the white gauze covering his face rippled and fluctuated with his steps, making people want to lift the veil to witness the face of this peerless beauty.

Ren Cao was stunned for a moment, feeling like a bright moon and a dim star in that moment, everything around him was out of his sight, even himself was like dust on the ground, so insignificant that couldn't be more insignificant.

Although the woman in white seemed to be walking slowly, she arrived in front of Ren Cao in the blink of an eye, so she judged that the lightness kung fu is not vulgar.

When she reached Ren Cao's eyes, the woman glanced at Ren Cao lightly through the veil, but she was taken aback by her glance, and she let out a soft "Huh".

Before Ren Cao came to her senses, the woman suddenly looked towards the hall, the sleeve on the side that was not holding the umbrella swayed slightly, everything happened.

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He and Wu didn't care to appreciate the beauty of the woman and the seductive voice of the jade falling into the bead plate, He Jin hurriedly leaned down to support Qian Hong, and Wu Tong drew his sword and waited for it.

The guests of the inn shrank away in fright and huddled together.

The woman in white laughed lightly, as if mocking Wu Tong's overreaching: "If the two of you are willing to pull out the old man's tongue for me, it may be possible to let you go."

He Jin checked the injury while helping the old man Qian Hong, and found that the injury was quite serious, and he might have hurt his internal organs. Hearing this, he said angrily: "Where did the wicked woman come from? We talk about ourselves, and it has nothing to do with you!"

The woman in white got angry, and let out a cold "hum", the hem of her clothes moved automatically without wind, and her power was approaching.Ren Cao beside him was trembling with fright, and Wu Tong who was facing the woman gritted his teeth, sighing inwardly that he would either die or be seriously injured today.

The seductive voice of the woman in white was ethereal and frightening: "It has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with him. No matter how small it is, it is a big matter." Then the voice became colder: "What's more, you are so critical in public that you are determined to seek death. Stop talking!"

After finishing speaking, the blue-and-white umbrella was cleverly inserted into the basket beside Ren Cao, and with a flick of her body, her bare hands went straight to Wu Tong's face.

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