In the house of the arch master.

An old man and a middle-aged man took a seat together.

Among them, the old man sitting in the first guest seat was wearing a white coarse cloth suit, and his breath was condensed into one. The extremely pure and pure aura lingered in the space around him several feet as he breathed. Behind him was a bright yellow four-foot sword, which was three inches wide, and a thick earth-moving aura emanated from it.

The middle-aged man on the main seat was wearing a golden uniform, with a faint golden light on his face, and a golden sword about three feet behind him revealed his sharp sharp edge from time to time.

"Sir!" Outside the hall, two black-clad swordsmen came in from outside the door, and knelt down on one knee with some fear, "That boy was too cunning and ran away for him halfway."

"Waste!" Leng Yan, the middle-aged man, the market owner of Chaoyang City, shouted coldly after hearing this, and a sharp sharp aura suddenly burst out from his body, and a layer of rich golden sword energy flashed across his body.

Faced with Leng Yan's anger, the two swordsmen only felt the air around them flowing. The cold edge seemed to be passing by against the meat gopher, and the color of fear appeared on their faces. The two hurriedly said, "Don't worry, that Duan Qingyun's identity is a bit tricky. He is a disciple of the inner sect of Chaoyang Peak. However, we have sent people to wait on the way to Chaoyang Peak. As long as that kid dares to go to Chaoyang Peak for help, our people will definitely kill him on the spot."

Hearing the two of them say this, Leng Yan's face slightly calmed down and he said coldly: "Go to the Mansion Hall to get thirty sticks."

It was not until Leng Yan said this that the two swordsmen were as if they were pardoned and hurriedly retreated.

At this moment, Leng Yan's already sharp breath suddenly restrained, "Old Fu, look, this person can't escape. If you always feel a hundred times of concern, Leng will definitely handle this for you."

Shaking his head, the old man who was called Mr. Fu frowned and said, "It doesn't matter whether this person is killed or not. The key is that you must ask me about the internal forging method."

Speaking of this intrinsic forging method, the old man surnamed Fu couldn't help but show a hint of obsessive color in his eyes, and murmured: "If I get it, I will definitely be able to break through to the level of a ninth-grade swordsman."

A gleam in his eyes flashed, and Leng Yan smiled and said, "Then Mr. Fu, then--"

After waved his hand, the old man surnamed Fu said, "Don't worry, as long as you can let that old thing spit out for me, let alone twenty low-grade purple Yuan Dans, I can even give you five gradeless Bio-Yuan Dans. As long as the internal injury is not too serious, it can have immediate results."

Hearing the words, Leng Yan said, "Old Fu, please rest assured. Leng will let them say it on the spot. Come on, bring the person up!"

Outside the hall, two gray-clothed sword servants rushed in and threw them to the ground in the hall.

With a whimpering pain, one of them struggled to lift up. From his vague outline of blood staining, it could be distinguished that it was not Duan Qingyun, but at this moment, he could no longer lift a trace of sword essence. The sea of ​​Dantian Qi was sealed by a crystal clear earth-mounted sword energy. What was left now was just a body of energy left.

"Master! Master!" He tried hard to shake the old man around him, who was also covered in blood. Seeing the old man's appearance, his hair and beard were all white. I'm afraid he had passed his 80s. If he had not been supported by his pure sword energy, he would have already had his soul flew to the underworld.

He barely opened his blood-covered eyes, and the old man said in a hoarse voice: "Qingyun, the ancestor's unique skills must not be told to this old man, otherwise I will never recognize you as an apprentice again!" At the last sentence, the old man's face was harsh, but he obviously pulled his injuries and couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

"Master, don't worry, Qingyun will never say anything even if he dies." Duan Qingyun nodded fiercely, and at the same time gritted his teeth and said to Leng Yan and the others, "You wait, someone will come to deal with you."

"Take us off!" Leng Yan couldn't help but sneer, "You are so shameless. Not to mention the Lord Xuan Peak of Chaoyang Peak, even if you protect the Chaoyang Peak, no one will stand up for you, a swordsman boy. What's more, whether the people in Chaoyang Palace can know is another matter. I'm afraid that now, your junior brother has turned into a piece of minced meat."

"Beast!" Duan Qingyun roared.

"Hmph!" Leng Yan's eyes sank, and his sword pointed out with a finger. Suddenly, a six-foot-long, extremely sharp golden sword energy shot out of the air.

With a scream, the sword energy penetrated Duan Qingyun's right leg, and half of the body that had been supported fell to the ground again.

"Qingyun!" The old man couldn't help but look at the old man surnamed Fu and turned his head to shout, "Old Fu Qu, this is just a grudge between us. What's your ability to make things difficult for me!"

"It's embarrassing," Fu Qudao said, "You've made me embarrassed. In ten years, I didn't expect you to escape from my Qingyun Sect here. If you hadn't been here for the fifth peak of Zixia Sect's sword discussion, where would you ask me to find you? I'll quickly tell you about the master's inner forging method. Thinking of the past love of my classmates, I can promise to let you go." "The love of my classmates, you talk about the love of my classmates!" The old man couldn't help laughing to the sky, then looked at Fu Qu with a deep hatred color, "Cough, you, a beast who disobeyed the master for his unique skills, ask me to give you the forging method. Even if you die, don't even think about it!"

Not being angry with the old man's words, Fu Qu shook his head helplessly, looked at Leng Yan and said, "Master Leng Fang, have you really not found anything in his sword shop before?"

"In addition to a few precious ninth-grade castings, there are a few other experiences in making swords. You have already read them before." Leng Yan quickly said, "But don't worry, Mr. Fu, let me ask them personally, even if it's a stone, I will let it speak."

Standing up, Leng Yan walked to Duan Qingyun and the others: "How is it? Let's talk, otherwise I will be unable to survive or die later. To be honest, Leng doesn't want to see such a thing happen."

He turned to look at Duan Qingyun: "How is it, boy, you see that your master is so old, I'm afraid he won't last long later. If you don't want him to die, it's better to say it out quickly."

He bit his lower lip tightly, Duan Qingyun pressed his right leg, which was flowing blood without saying a word.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Okay, you don't want to drink near you and eat the punishment."

As soon as he raised his right foot, Duan Qingyun was kicked to the side, but Leng Yan did not use any sword energy. He looked at Duan Qingyun with a sneer and said coldly: "Boy, please be careful, how did I torture your master."

He pointed out like lightning, and Leng Yan sealed the old man's mute hole with one finger and removed the old man's chin down to prevent the old man from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

"Stop! Stop me!" Duan Qingyun's face turned red in an instant, and the color seemed to be even more redder than blood. At this time, he did not dare to have much hope for his junior brother who had not yet heard of it. If this were the case-

I vaguely remember that it was a cold winter night. A little boy in ragged clothes was thrown out of the Fangshi Restaurant. In his arms, he was holding a chicken leg tightly. It can be seen that the little boy was covered with scars. At this time, two strong servants from the hall walked out of the restaurant.

"Boy, you can come every day in the future. As long as we brothers are happy, let alone chicken legs, or even chickens, you can consider giving you one, ah, haha."

The two of them had hideous smiles deeply imprinted on the little boy's face. They got up, and every inch of flesh on their bodies was painful everywhere. They staggered towards a broken stone house in the south of Fangshi. There was the little boy snatched it from the hands of several wild dogs.

"Boy, where are you going?" It was a little boy who was similar to his age, but compared to his broken clothes, the boy was wearing a fine blue silk suit. Behind him were two mastiffs that were a little bigger than usual wild dogs.

Without saying anything, the little boy showed a vigilant look on his face, and his hands tightly protected the chicken legs with only half a piece of meat in his arms.

"Oh, it's a chicken leg." A trace of contempt appeared on the boy's face. "Why, I'm afraid I can't grab it. What's your vision? Humph, you're afraid I'll grab it. I really want to grab it for you. I'll give it to me. Whoever grabs it will be whoever belongs to it."

Woo--

Two low growls came from the mouths of the two mastiffs behind the boy.

After half an incense stick.

"Okay, iron teeth and fangs, come back, isn't it just a chicken leg? It's so disappointing to see you look like a treasure, and you're leaving!" The boy left with two mastiffs, leaving the little boy covered in bloodstains. His already ragged clothes were now even more unclogging.

I almost crawled back to the stone house. Compared to outside, the stone house was a little warmer, without a trace of fire. The cold moonlight poured down from the broken roof, which brought a hint of light to the dark stone house.

"Xiaoyun--" In a corner of the stone house, there was a boy about five years old. The boy looked thin and thin, curled up in a small pile of hay, and his deep concave eyes revealed deep expectation.

The boy's curled body suddenly collapsed and he slapped his saliva with a rumble. (PS: It's about to arrive at two o'clock, I'm going to push it up. I've been excited for ten steps and I've been waiting for so long since I posted the book in early March. Isn't it just this day? Let's see what everyone is doing. Let's help ten steps up!!)
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