"Polu, hurry up and go back. Your grandfather and master are waiting outside!" Huang Rong continued to persuade. She and her son had not seen each other for eight years. They were extremely happy, but when they saw Guo Polu want to stay in Xiangyang, their hearts suddenly rose up. Although they had already made preparations for breaking through Fang Zhixing this time, they would not take his own disciples and son-in-law without confidence, Huang Rong was still unable to let go. When she sent Guo Polu out to learn skills, she agreed that Guo Polu rushed to Liuqiu after getting married with Fang Yuxia, in order to cut off the relationship between Xiangyang City and her son and prevent him from fighting for Xiangyang to the end like herself and her husband? Unexpectedly, Guo Polu had been out for many years, but now when Xiangyang City was about to fall, she returned here, so how could she not worry.

However, no matter how Huang Rong persuaded him, Guo Polu just refused to follow him. Although Guo Jing and Huang Rong's words seemed to have the intention of breaking through with everyone, Guo Polu was still worried. He had been in Xiangyang for many years and naturally knew the meaning of Xiangyang City in his parents' hearts. Even without the instructions of Huang Yaoshi and Fang Zhixing, he made up his mind to accompany his parents, so he would not leave. Therefore, he just urged Zhang Junbao to leave without mentioning him at all.

Zhang Junbao also knew a little about his senior brother's mission. Under Guo Polu's urging, he said goodbye to Guo Jing and Huang Rong and left alone. Seeing this, Huang Rong finally knew that he could not persuade his son, so he couldn't help but look at Guo Jing. Guo Jing looked a little worried, his lips seemed to be open and closed, but he didn't persuade him to speak out, just said, "It's better to stay... and you go and help me practice the formation together!" He recognized this matter. Guo Polu was his son, and staying in Xiangyang at this time was very effective in stabilizing the people of Xiangyang.

Upon hearing this, Huang Rong knew that it was a foregone conclusion that her son stayed in Xiangyang, so she suppressed her worries. She said to Guo Polu: "Polu, I have a sword made for you and Xiang'er. Since you want to stay, just use this sword!" Then she said to Zhang Junbao: "Xiang'er is not here, so you can keep this sword first. Thank you for your guarantee in the war!" As she said that, she turned around and went back to the room, took out a sword and a sword from it, and handed it to Guo Polu and Zhang Junbao respectively.

Guo Polu naturally would not refuse the gift from his parents, so he reached out to take it. As soon as he bought it, he felt a sank in his hand and was shocked. He saw that the knife was so dark that it seemed inconspicuous. It seemed to have more than 100 pounds in his hand, which was really heavy. If he had not practiced both inside and outside, his martial arts had made great progress in recent years, and I was afraid that it would be a bit difficult to use this knife.

When he pulled out the knife, Guo Polu stretched out his finger and heard the deep sound of neither gold nor wood on the knife. He couldn't help but nod and praised: "Master often says that the magical objects are hidden, and this knife is silent and colorless. It's really a good knife!" As he said that, he raised the knife and slashed forward a few times, and a sharp wind was emitted. A bunch of branches in front suddenly broke and the sound was broken. The sharpness was not as inconspicuous as the appearance.

In recent years, Guo Polu was seeking war in Liuyou. He often used weapons and his sword skills improved greatly. After playing for a while, he felt that everything was easy. He immediately became happy. He looked at the words on the scabbard and said, "The Dragon Slaying Sword. A good name. I will use this knife to drink the blood of the Tartars in the future!"

"Good sword! Congratulations to senior brother for obtaining this magical object!" Zhang Junbao looked at the big sword in Guo Polu's hand and praised him. He had seen many magical weapons in his life. But when it comes to swords, he should use this dragon-slaying sword as the best, and he was extremely amazed in his heart. As he said that, he turned to Huang Rong and asked, "Aunt Huang, is this dragon-slaying sword made of black iron?" He had seen Yang Guo's heavy sword and recognized the material of the sword.

Huang Rong nodded and said, "This dragon-slaying sword and the Yitian Sword, as well as the spear tip of a long spear used by Guoer is made of the Xuan Iron Heavy Sword made of Western fine gold. Although it is not necessarily better than Guoer's Xuan Iron Heavy Sword, it is also the best weapon in the world. Zhang Shaoxia, you have extraordinary sword skills. I hope you can use this sword well to help everyone in Xiangyang break through." He handed it over to Zhang Junbao with the Yitian Sword. Yang Guo's sword technique has long been perfect and does not need to rely on the Xuan Iron Heavy Sword. Moreover, he used the spear technique more often in the battles in Xiangyang over the years, so he melted the Xuan Iron Heavy Sword and created a spear tip. The rest were mixed with Western fine gold, casting the Dragon-slaying sword and the Yitian Sword, becoming three divine weapons.

There are many magical weapons collected by Fang Zhixing in Chixia Villa. Zhang Junbao learned sword techniques with Fang Zhixing, and naturally he had seen many swords. At this time, he glanced at him and saw that although the Yitian Sword had not been unsheathed, a layer of green air was faintly emitted from the sheath, which showed that it was extraordinary. Looking closely, he saw that the sword sheath was inlaid with golden silk on it: "Yitian".

"Yingtian Sword, a good name!" Seeing this, Zhang Junbao exclaimed. He had seen many swords over the years. His master's Ziwei Sword is the best in the world because of his years of refinement and spirit. However, a sharp sword like the Yitian Sword is still unprecedented. In the past, Zhang Junbao's martial arts skills were not achieved, so Fang Zhixing did not allow him to use sharp weapons to avoid dependents. But now his martial arts skills have been achieved and the battle is about to be fought, so he doesn't have to pay attention to these things. He reached out to take the long sword in Huang Rong's hand, pulled it out and pulled it a sword flower, and saw the cold light sucking and flashing stars flying, which was really no less than the magic sword of the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Seeing Zhang Junbao take it, Huang Rong was delighted. Thinking of her daughter, she sighed in her heart, took out another ring and handed it to Zhang Junbao, and said, "This black iron ring is what I left for Xiang'er. Junbao, you and Xiang'er are the closest to you. I hope you can transfer it to Xiang'er with the Yitian Sword in the future."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Junbao was slightly stunned. I wonder why Huang Rong asked him to hand over such private things. After hesitation, Huang Rong stuffed his finger ring into his hand. Seeing this, he picked it up and looked carefully. He saw that the four small words "Liu Yixiang Nu" were engraved inside the finger ring, which was obviously left specifically for Guo Xiang.

"Aunt Huang, senior sister will return soon. You can give it to her by yourself. I'm sorry that you can't obey your fate!" Zhang Junbao stretched out his hand and stuffed his finger ring to Huang Rong again. The finger ring was a private object, and there were such handwriting on it. Zhang Junbao didn't know that Huang Rong was afraid that she would never see her daughter again, so she asked him to hand it over, so she refused the matter without thinking.

Seeing that Huang Rong was about to persuade him again, Zhang Junbao said, "Aunt Huang, if you talk about this again, this kid of the Heavenly Sword will not dare to use it. Please take back his life." As he said, he said to Guo Jing, "Hero Guo, let's leave today, and I hope to see you again in the future!" As he said, he quietly sent a message to Guo Polu, asking him to persuade his parents very much, then stepped on the back of the eagle and said goodbye to the three of them.

Seeing this, Guo Jing and Huang Rong had to say goodbye to him. Guo Jing even arranged for Guo Polu to patrol everywhere and took out his hard bow to prevent someone from firing a cold arrow. Fortunately, the Mongolian spies with bows and arrows had already exposed their whereabouts, and this time they did not dare to take action. Hai Dongqing, the Mongolians, was afraid, and did not show up, so he let Zhang Junbao ride the white eagle and leave Xiangyang smoothly.

Seeing that a pair of Bai Diao and Zhang Junbao were far away and gradually disappeared without a trace, Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Guo Polu let go of their worries and continued to arrange the Xiangyang affairs. (To be continued)

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