[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

Uncle Lu's face was as big as a pot, and he was embarrassed, and he wanted to tell his friends. As a matter of course, he got a smile from the two friends, "Just be happy".

"Jealous! You guys are just jealous of me!" Lu Xiaofeng brushed her hair, looking narcissistic, "I, Lu Xiaofeng, are so attractive, not only the girls in the world like me, but even... hey, a good man has something to say, something to say Easy to say!"

Tan Zhao took back the chopsticks resting on the man's neck, and turned over the old account very happily: "I don't know who it is. A few days ago, they said that even if they starved to death, they would not ask me for help, tsk~"

"Hey! How did you say you're starving to death!"

"You just admit it?"

"..." No, I was tricked!

Hua Manlou burst out laughing suddenly, the two of his friends put together, they were really not quarreling and unhappy, but it was strange that the two of them quarreled vigorously without damaging their friendship at all.

"Anyway, I don't care, you, you wouldn't just refuse to save me, would you? Then, wouldn't my little phoenix turn into a dead bird?" Uncle Lu really loved acting, so he acted right away, and he didn't feel tired.

"Hey, you said dead bird, I remembered, you left me alone and ran away, if I hadn't been smart and cute, I would have almost died in the wolf's den!" So, one loves to act than the other, although Tan Zhao is no match, The acting is a little exaggerated.

"...Friend, touch your conscience, are Yang Kaitai and Feng Siniang your opponents?"

Tan Zhaoyi said that you are so old and forgetful: "I said earlier, we handsome guys have no conscience."

"Qitong, Qitong, don't stop me, I want to fight him to the death!"

Hua Manlou: "...I didn't stop you, and if you fight him, you might really turn into a dead bird."

Uncle Lu, Uncle Lu only think that the life of a bird is not worth it. They are all made of plastic friends, and even Huamanlou, the last conscience in the world, has changed. This world is really getting more and more difficult to mix.

"really?"

"really."

Lu Xiaofeng may not trust anyone in the Jianghu, but he will never disbelieve in Huamanlou. If Huamanlou affirms Tan Zhao's sword skills so firmly, then he will naturally believe it.

And it was precisely because of his belief that he was surprised that a person could "reverse" so much. Sure enough, Ximen Chuuxue would never mistake any swordsman, even though Tan Zhao hadn't started practicing swords at that time.

Thinking of this, he began to be thankful that Ximen didn't come over, otherwise...he would start to have headaches about his friends fighting with swords again, and he could almost imagine Ximen's fighting spirit.

Well, that naughty boy Yu Yiba has to face another experience of not having a father. Both his own father and his second father are both fathers.

Thinking of this, he happily revealed this. Uncle Lu has always been generous and fat. Anyway, he has an extra friend who is a master swordsman. It is always a happy thing.

"I've heard some gossip in the city." Lu Xiaofeng got over it, and started talking about business.

"What gossip?"

"About Li Gang, the people behind this obviously want to direct this dirty water to you. Although it is not clear who you offended, everyone in the world knows that the six gentlemen are named after gentlemen. You killed one of them. The other five probably won't let you go."

"I'm afraid that the honest and gentlemen in the Jianghu will not let me go. At that time, I, a public enemy of the Jianghu, will not be able to go anywhere. Even if I am strong in martial arts, can I defeat a hundred with one, or a thousand with one? Is this the truth? .” Tan Zhao knocked on the table, speaking very seriously, but he was obviously not very worried.

Probably because of his influence, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou were not too tense, one is that the matter has not reached this point, and the other is that they already know who is doing the trick.

"This reminds me of the former ghost villa. I don't know if there is a villa hidden in this Jianghu!" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly sighed. He thought of many people, but in the end he didn't mention a single name.

"Then I don't know. He teases people in the Jianghu like a cat and a mouse. This person is obviously arrogant, or quite capable, rich. As the old saying goes, he is honest and knows etiquette. Generally, such a person , that is to say, there is no trouble of survival, and I am extremely bored, so I am looking for something like this."

Lu Xiaofeng was amused by this description: "So?"

"Since he's free and has nothing to do, let's find something for him to do."

...You put it simply.

Tan Zhao said that it is easy to say, but it is also very simple to do. What is the hottest news in the world now, the deer-cutting knife!Everyone wants to mess with Xiao Shishilang, but who is not hiding selfishness!

This man from the rivers and lakes didn't run a charity hall, so he tried his best to chase and kill Xiao Shishilang because he also wanted to cut a deer with a famous knife in the world, but what's so good about a deer knife?

No one has ever seen it before. It has muddied the entire rivers and lakes, but its true self has not yet shown its face. The outside world blows it up, but... who knows if it was blown out.

"Lu Xiaofeng, do you think there are more swordsmen or swordsmen in this world?"

This question, is it true that Lu Xiaofeng, the sword is double-edged, hurting others can also hurt oneself, so the sword technique is difficult to practice, but also has the meaning of cultivating the mind, and compared with the sword, the knife is more friendly to the people, the knife is single-edged, As long as you wield a sword, you will have no worries, and you are a brave man, so the threshold for learning a sword is lower. If you say that there is almost no difference between a swordsman and a swordsman at the top of the rivers and lakes, but if there is an entire rivers and lakes, then there are more swordsmen. After all Eighteenth-rate running the rivers and lakes, it is not bad to be able to use a knife.

"Knife."

Tan Zhao nodded: "That's right, but do you think a swordsman with low martial arts skills can keep the deer-cutting knife?"

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't guess what his friend was thinking, because it was too out of the ordinary: "So what do you mean?"

"My blacksmithing technique is actually pretty good, right?" Even with the materials, he still wants to make trouble!

Uncle Lu only knew that his friend was crazy, but he didn't expect...to be so crazy, but he likes it, and he's the best at doing things: "You want to forge a sword?"

Good friend, there is indeed a feeling of a little understanding, Lu Xiaofeng immediately guessed that it is forging swords, not knives, because things like watching the excitement are not too big, it is in the blood.

"That's right." Afterwards, Tan Zhaocai turned his head to look at Huamanlou, "Qitong, do you want to watch me forge a sword?"

Probably it was God’s lucky addition. Tan Zhaoxun was going to make a sword after he touched the materials, and Huamanlou happened to "open his eyes" this day. Of course, this belongs to Uncle Lu's repertoire. He wonders whether Qitong will see it today, Five years later, he still enjoys it. Today, he guessed it right again, so to commemorate this victory, he rented a blacksmith shop for Tan Zhao.

Of course, not the last time.

"You really don't forget to make friends wherever you go."

"you are welcome."

The feeling of Huamanlou is very subtle, but it is obvious that he is still very happy in his heart. He never expected to see it again, so whenever he can see the world clearly, he is grateful.

Even if it's just an ordinary pavilion, he would look at it with 12 points of solemnity, but now seeing his friend strike iron, I have to say...it's very subtle.

"Qitong, don't you think it's against harmony? He's not a blacksmith at all!"

"..." Hua Manlou couldn't help but agree, because Tan Zhao really didn't look like someone who could do things like blacksmithing.

"But he looks good when he makes it, isn't it very fresh?"

Hua Manlou nodded again, even he was a little eager to try, so he said, "Tan Zhao, can I try?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "...Are we going to be the three blacksmith brothers?"

Tan Zhao was swinging the hammer. When the hammer fell, sparks flew everywhere, and he looked very dignified: "Three brothers? Aren't you just watching?"

"Isn't this just going forward!"

Anyway, with no outsiders present, Uncle Lu and Young Master Hua all experienced the fun of being a blacksmith, but in the end, they all sat down very obediently.

Uncle Lu still had an unbelievable expression on his face: "Qitong, he actually said that I don't have the talent for blacksmithing!"

"...You didn't have one in the first place."

Without love, this friend really can't do anything.

The fire in the stove burned continuously for seven days and seven nights, Lu Xiaofeng ran in anxiously and said that Tan Zhao's reputation outside was about to go up with Xiao Shishilang's, and Tan Zhao finally stopped what he was doing.

"All right?"

"It's really a coincidence that you have just opened the edge."

Although Lu Xiaofeng is neither a swordsman nor a swordsman, he is still very excited. He also wants to see what kind of hostility his friend has forged. Well, the small stick last time is not counted: "Where is the sword?"

"Here." Tan Zhao turned around, wiped it carefully with a piece of fine cotton cloth, and then brought it over.

It was probably newly made, and the sword was still full of fire, but it really didn't affect his righteousness. That's right, Lu Xiaofeng took it gently, and the sword was full of righteousness, and there was a faint feeling of roaring dragons and tigers. Even someone like him who doesn't know much about swordsmanship wants to take this sword for himself.

He suddenly sympathized with this Jianghu swordsman, well, in various senses.

"You are also a swordsman, and it was born in your hands, are you willing to take it out?" If it was him, he would definitely not be willing.

Tan Zhao had cleaned his hands, his hands were well-defined and very handsome, when he brushed the sword with his hand, there was a slight beeping sound from the sword, as if jumping happily.

"I'm not for it, it deserves a better owner."

Tan Zhao's eyes were almost soft, and when he was about to succeed, he suddenly wanted to ask Ah He for a wisp of Heshibi's breath. Such a tiny strand of hair made the whole sword completely different. same up.

It has become less sharp-edged, and has even become upright and peaceful, but there is a hint of arrogance.

"Then what kind of sword is suitable for you? You are the best swordsmith, why don't you forge one for yourself?" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't figure it out.

How do you know he didn't make it?Tan Zhao smiled, and said politely: "Oh, what a shame, the best swordsmith or something, just talk about it in private, I'm very low-key."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..." Take it back, take it back!