[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

"But where's your sword?" Uncle Lu looked left and right, looked up and down, but couldn't find a trace of a sword. It's impossible to practice "Sword in the Sleeve", right?

Tan Zhao covered his face and forcibly held his respect: "You heard me wrong, I didn't practice swords."

"..." Ximen Chuuxue's sword would not be able to pierce such a person's face.

Uncle Lu gave a very contemptuous look, Tan Zhao shrugged, and became calm again: "It's normal for this person to change, don't you think?"

"...So where is your sword?"

Tan Zhao rested his chin and thought for a while: "It hasn't been cast yet, just go to a blacksmith shop in the afternoon and forge it."

Uncle Lu was very convinced: "Admiration, but when did you learn how to forge a sword?"

"Maybe when I'm dreaming."

"When you are dreaming, you may be more capable than when you are awake. Is it daydreaming?"

In this day and age, Lu Xiaofeng was the only one who could chat happily with someone like Tan. After all, the word like-minded seemed tailor-made for the two of them.

The two of them were chatting without saying a word, but there were five Jianghu people walking by the Daming Lake on the other side. The youngest was about thirty years old, and the oldest had gray beard and hair. Tan Zhao didn't know him, but Judging from the direction in which the five people came, it should be Lian Chengbi's old acquaintance.

"Do you know who the five of them are?"

Tan Zhao shook his head: "You know?! Lu Xiaofeng, you've only been here for half a year, not half your life."

Uncle Lu shook his head: "You don't understand this. If you want to get along well in this arena, knowing more is not harmful. So you want to know?"

Tan Zhao refused coldly, "Sorry, I'm not interested in knowing."

"Oh, you're not interested, so I'm very interested in talking about it. You see, the youngest one, who was born in a stable manner, must be Li Gang, one of the six gentlemen in the world. Those who received his palm would not survive on the spot. And that..."

Tan Zhao just heard something new, he didn't know the left and right, but he had heard of Zhao Wuji, Tu Xiaotian, and Hai Lingzi: "Isn't that the three of four who escorted the deer knife into the customs?"

"Extremely extreme, and this last one, he is very powerful. He is the chief escort of 63 escort agencies in 72 provinces in the south and north. Situ Zhongping is known as 'stable as Mount Tai' by people in the world. Sure enough, he is a friend of heroes. , is also a remarkable person.”

Tan Zhao was very curious about Lu Xiaofeng's treasures: "Have you seen him?"

"of course not."

"Then how do you know each of them by name?"

Uncle Lu said very shamelessly: "It may be that this uncle was born with a pair of insightful eyes, how about it!"

"vomit--"

"Hey—are you looking for a fight?"

During the fight, the five of them were already approaching, and they were indeed heading towards Lianchengbi. As for Tan Zhao and Lu Xiaofeng...the two unknown men, they naturally couldn't attract the attention of the seniors in the world.

"Lu Xiaoji, you blow them up so hard, but they look..." Tan Zhao shook his head slightly.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't talk to him, because Hua Manlou had already walked over, and he could see that his conversation with Lian Chengbi had calmed him down a lot, at least for now, Mrs. Lian was still safe.

"Qitong, you want to go with them to find Mrs. Lian?"

Hua Manlou nodded, with apologetic expression on his face.

"Then you go to drink with my uncle, Qitong, you don't know, he can take care of himself." Lu Xiaofeng blinked at Tan Zhao, and Tan Zhao understood instantly.

These two people are setting someone up again here.

So he smiled at the two of them, and put a hand on Uncle Lu's shoulder: "So, who pays for the wine?"

"...My friend, talking about money hurts my feelings!"

The two looked at each other, and at the same time they saw the word "poor" in each other's eyes, so they quickly turned their heads to look at Huamanlou, and said in unison: "Qitong, please pay for the wine!"

Hua Manlou: "..." I suddenly wanted to turn around and leave.

But in the end, the kind-hearted playboy still gave the money for the wine very happily, and the two who got the money for the wine waved away happily, just like a kite that was left behind. Fanglang said, "You should be cautious when making friends."

Hua Manlou smiled slightly, showing the nobleman's demeanor: "My friend is very good, don't worry about Li Daxia."

With a soft nail, the atmosphere of the group of seven became subtle in an instant.

The conversation was divided into two parts. Tan Zhao and Lu Xiaoji got the money for the wine subsidized by their friends, so they went to the best restaurant in Jinan City to have a meal. They were full of wine and food. After leaving the store, they turned two corners and found a blacksmith shop. .

"Are you really going to strike iron?"

Tan Zhao smiled: "Don't I look like someone who can blacksmith?"

Uncle Lu leaned leaning against the door, and clicked his tongue twice. The clothes were very valuable at first glance, and with Tan Zhao's decent face, he didn't look like a blacksmith, but he opened his mouth : "Like, Blacksmith Tan, please."

"...Your expression looks like you are about to watch a good show."

After finishing speaking, Tan Zhao threw off the hem of his clothes and walked in. As the saying goes, having money can make ghosts turn millstones, and if you have money, you can naturally seize the iron furnace and shoot whatever you want.

Of course Lu Xiaofeng has seen people blacksmithing, his good friend Zhu Ting has a good blacksmithing skill, he can tell the difference between the good and the bad, but after watching it for a long time, it will inevitably get boring, so he said: "You hit it first, I'm going to find out the news."

After finding a high-sounding reason for himself, Lu Xiaoji flew away in an instant.

Tan Zhao also ignored him. Although he looked out of tune, he was still very serious in doing things, especially when he was concentrating on doing something, and when Uncle Lu came over with dinner, this man still Keeping the exact same movement, just: "Is this what you hit, is it a sword?"

It's long and stick-shaped, and it's so much thinner than a stick. No matter how you look at it...it doesn't look like a sword, does it?

"I said it was a sword, and it was a sword."

... The sword will be wronged, okay, Ximen knows that he might kill him with the sword in hand.

After Tan Zhao finished his meal, he continued to forge ironworks. The sound of ding ding ding stopped when the dawn of the next day dawned, and Lu Xiaofeng just woke up.

"It's done?"

Tan Zhao nodded: "Naturally."

Lu Xiaofeng was still quite curious, so he ran over, his eyes lit up and said, "Where is it? Let me see!"

Tan Zhao swears that when he first started, he was really planning to fight a sword, but he just wanted to use the materials that he didn't have at hand, and he didn't want to spend more time to buy them in the system mall, so he just wanted to... Beat into a stick.

Added a little bit of the material left over from the last fight against "Not Giving the Sword", and mixed in some black gold that I bought on the street yesterday. The material was a bit scarce, and the sword couldn't be used, so it was beaten into a stick, the whole body was black and gold, The top is slightly light, and there is still a slight residual heat in the handle. Tan Zhao thought about finding a good leather to wrap it up.

This winter is coming soon, and the metal ones feel a little cold to the touch.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't have a weapon he was used to, his biggest weapon besides his two fingers was his thick skin, but this didn't affect his liking for this thing: "Eh? Can it be put away?"

"Well, I made a bag, and it's good to carry it in my arms when I don't need it. Isn't it very convenient?"

Uncle Lu, Uncle Lu really wanted to take it for himself, but his little conscience still restrained him: "If you know Zhu Ting, he might really want to make friends with you."

"But having said that, Tiejiang Tan, you are too lazy. You find it cumbersome to carry a sword. What kind of sword are you learning?"

"Huh! I'm happy!" Tan Zhao took the stick, wiped it carefully with a cotton cloth, put it in his arms, and yawned, "Let's go, let's have breakfast!"

As soon as he heard the food, Uncle Lu immediately responded with a smile: "Let's go!"

After eating breakfast, I bought a piece of leather from Lu Xiaofeng's introduction. Tan Zhao didn't have any sewing skills, so he could only ask the shop to do it. While he was waiting, he went to the inn to take a bath and squint for a while. In time, Lu Xiaofeng made friends again.

Tan Zhao once again admired Lu Xiaofeng's communication skills.

"Hey, talking, the owner of this thing is here!"

As soon as Tan Zhao approached, he heard Lu Xiaofeng's voice. A man and a woman were sitting opposite him. The man had a very square face, but his eyes were always looking at the girl next to him, without any contempt. She was born very beautiful, she may not be young, but her eyes are bright.

Lu Xiaofeng is chatting very enthusiastically with people, but this is not surprising, if Lu Xiaoji is not enthusiastic with pretty girls, then he may change his name to Lu monk.

"This little brother is so handsome, but why doesn't he look at my slave's house!"

Tan Zhao walked towards the people, and instantly turned a corner and went in the direction of the shopkeeper of the leather shop next to him: "Shopkeeper, are the things ready?"

"Okay, okay, according to your request, how do you see it?"

Tan Zhao looked good, settled the balance, and then went back, and said the first sentence: "I'm rather dull, and I don't know how to talk to pretty girls."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

The really dull Yang Kaitai: "..."

Feng Siniang actually smiled, she likes this kind of man with clear eyes. Ninety-nine out of ten men in the world can't control their eyes, and it's rare to meet someone who can control them. Temperament, my wife likes it!"

I was still a slave just now, and I will be an old lady in the next second. It can be said that she is very fickle.

Instantly jealous Yang Kaitai: If I knew it earlier, he would have admitted it earlier!So there is such an operation? !

"Hahahaha, let me introduce you." Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile. Tan Zhaocai knew the two of them. The upright man was Yang Kaitai, one of the Six Gentlemen, and the woman next to her claimed her surname was Feng.

Feng, Tan Zhao glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, but didn't say anything.

Miss Feng said, "Can you lend me this weapon?"