Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The one-handed sword in Ye Yuan’s hand is more “rough” than the two-handed sword that he only took. The bronzed sword body is not seen at all. “Xiuqi” can be said that the straight handle is straight and slender, and Rao is the leaf. The hand is in the hand, the one-handed sword looks very cumbersome, and the bronzed sword looks like a rust. The long arm of the small arm is only **** thick, corresponding to the wide blade. It looks both weird and funny.

This monsoon smoke is really a laugh.

This is totally different from what I said before!

Unfortunately, Ye Yuan did not notice the expression of the monsoon and the tears of tears. Instead, he looked at the one-handed sword with a sweeping eye. He said with satisfaction: "You are young, the sledge of the one-handed sword is slender, for you. It’s more suitable for the palm. Take it up and see if you can’t pick it up.”

Said, Ye Yuan handed the one-handed sword to the front of the monsoon smoke.

The monsoon smoke looked at the close-knit, ugly and unbearable one-handed sword, and for the first time gave birth to the idea of ​​pumping his own two mouths.

In the consciousness of monsoon smoke, the one-handed sword is like the sword of the previous Eastern, the blade of **** wide, bright and elegant, waving and flowing, beautiful.

Who knows...

This world is full of malice to her!

This is totally different from what she thought!

The monsoon smoke can't imagine how much it would be to be "disastrous" with such a ugly sword.

Seeing that the monsoon smoke has been delayed, Ye Yuan’s brow is lightly wrinkled. “What’s wrong?”

The monsoon smoke saw Yan Yuan's brow furrow, and took a deep breath at the moment, and took the one-handed sword.

At that moment, her heart and liver trembled.

Respect for teachers!

Respect for teachers!

In the monsoon smoke, I meditated on these four characters. After taking the one-handed sword, I showed a smile of Ye Yuan’s sorrow.

However, Ye Yuan did not know the mind of the monsoon smoke at this time, but looked up and down the monsoon smoke and the one-handed sword. A serious question: "Swipe and see."

The monsoon smoked the inexhaustible sword for a while. The bronze epee made a sharp moment in front of her eyes. The monsoon smoke seemed to see the picture of the word "xian" insulated in this life.

"Yes, this sword is for you." Ye Yuan touched his chin and was quite satisfied with the opening.

The monsoon smokes.

"Your wrist is still weaker. The material of this sword is special. It is at least half lighter than the ordinary epee. It is the best for you. But because it is lighter, I want it. Let it play its true strength, you must work harder and harder." Ye Yuan said.

Listening to Ye Yuan said that the monsoon smoke noticed that the weight of this one-handed sword in the hand was extremely light. She used Linghe’s one-handed sword, and the weight was definitely not the average person’s movement.

The monsoon smoke looked at Ye Yuan, a serious man in front of him, and felt a little warm in his heart. The reason why Ye Yuan would give this sword to her was to think about it.

The corner of the monsoon smoke evoked a smile, and smothered the sadness of her heart. She solemnly held the one-handed sword in her hand and bowed deeply against Ye Yuan.

“Thank you for your tutor!”

The simple four words are full of sincerity and respect.

Ye Yuan’s face showed a smile, and he had been educated for many years. How could he not see that the monsoon smoke contained a lot of respect in the channel.