Golden Age Legitimate Fei

"Ah Jin."

A Jin came forward from the Xiling bodyguard's hand and carefully held the sword to Mo xiuyao. Mo xiuyao took it with one hand, looked up and asked, "a Li, what do you think?" Ye Li lowered his head, reached out to touch the simple scabbard, nodded his head and said, "although I don't know this way, I know it's really a good sword." Ye Li really doesn't know how to do kendo. What he saw in his previous life was probably the Taiji Sword danced by his grandparents in the park. In modern battlefield, even cold weapons can't use swords. On the contrary, short knives, daggers and Emei stabs are more convenient. Holding the handle of the sword slowly, Ye Li didn't pull it out in a hurry. If the sword is really as difficult to pull out and control as Lei Tengfeng described, then nine out of ten of the scabbard and body are the mechanisms. Mo xiuyao covered Ye Li with a smile, holding the hand of the sword handle, and lifting the body of the sword with the other hand. In the public's attention, Ye Li was keenly aware that Mo xiuyao took his hand and moved it slightly, then pulled it out -

a cold light suddenly appeared, and in an instant his sword was singing a dragon. The whole hall seemed frozen for a moment, but only for a moment. Ye Li quickly felt the majestic fighting spirit and overwhelming evil spirit from the sword body. This is a dangerous smell that only people who have been on the battlefield can feel. I don't know when Mo xiuyao has let go of his hand. Ye Li's sword is waving to the side. The ancient paintings on the wall not far away are cracked. Good sword! Ye Li exclaimed. Only with the sharp edge of the sword can cut off the ancient paintings. It's not too much to blow and break the hair. Looking at his sword, Teng Li's sword is steady.

Before all of them came back to God, Mo xiuyao had already taken the cloud sword from Ye Li's hand and returned it to the scabbard. Lei tengkong looked at the old painting on the wall. After a long time, he took a breath and sighed, "it's really a good sword." As for Ye Li's ability to control the sword, no one cares, because she has pulled out the sword which is extremely sharp in her hand. Miss Ye San has no strength to bind a chicken. It is enough to hold the sword firmly. If she is forced to dance the sword, even the prince of Zhennan who comes with hostility is embarrassed to open this mouth.

In the face of such a situation, ye Shangshu stroked his beautiful beard with a smile on his face. The daughter of Ye's family took back the lost treasure for Da Chu for a long time, and will take the cloud sword as a dowry. What a great honor it would be.

Ye Li sighs in his heart. If this sword is placed in Ye's house, the roof of Ye's house will not be trampled flat. She did not believe that Lei Tengfeng sent such a heavy gift would be silent, even if it was, but this heavy gift still had to be accepted.

"Prince, this sword?" Ye Li smiles and looks at Lei Tengfeng who is lost in his sight.

Lei Tengfeng gazed at the woman in front of her, then looked at Mo xiuyao who was sitting beside her and said with a smile: "this sword is naturally a gift for the princess of Dingguo. Xiao Wang is here to wish the two of you a long and happy life. "

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Mo xiuyao said: "so, inherit the good words of the son of the world."

Lei Tengfeng got up and said to the crowd: "the ceremony has been delivered. Xiao Wang will leave first. Come again on the day of the wedding to harass the Lord. "

"Take your time."

After seeing off the king's son in the south of town, murongting stares at the cloud holding sword in a Jin's hand, but she just stares out her eyes. She also pulls Ye Li's sleeve and says, "a Li, a li Holding cloud sword Really hold cloud sword Can I touch it? " Ye Li looks at her greedy face helplessly and looks back at Mo xiuyao. Mo xiuyao slightly raised his eyebrows. Since it's for you, it will be Ali's after. "

Ye Li looked at him and said, "I thought it was the treasure handed down from the palace of Dingguo." Doesn't it seem that important now? Murong Ting doesn't care about it. She shouts and grabs the sword from a Jin's hand. She holds it in her hand and touches it left and right.

Mo xiuyao nodded. It is a treasure handed down for so many years. If it can be handed down for another thousand years, it will not be worse than those handed down swords like those of moye.

Murongting fondled the sword and said: "in fact, it is said that there are books and treasures of the king of Dingguo in the sword. Of course, it doesn't matter. What's important is that it's a sword used by every king of Dingguo. It's a great blessing to be able to touch it. My father must envy me to death. " Ye Li picks eyebrows. It turns out that the pursuit of stars is something no matter what the previous generations have, "the book of war? a treasure house? Is this sword still intact? " Xiling should have been torn down in pieces and checked out from the inside out. Mo xiuyao glanced at the sword in murongting's hand, and a trace of warmth flashed under his eyes and said calmly, "they have indeed seen it. The sword itself is not damaged

"So?" Murong Ting forgot who was in front of her, and widened her eyes, waiting for Mo xiuyao to reveal the mystery.

Mo xiuyao looked at Ye Li and said with a smile, "so this is a sword. It's good to find it back. After all, it's a relic of our ancestors. If you can't find it, you can find another sword casting master

？ "What about the book of war? Where's the treasure? " Murong Ting asked in disappointment.

Mo xiuyao looked at the crowd indifferently. "The sword was cast at the age of 16, and it spent all the savings of the ancestors at that time. Where did you get the treasure and the book of war? "

People are dumbfounded. The world only remembers that the sword of LAN Yun followed Mo LAN Yun all his life, and it was also the sword that King Ding of all dynasties did not leave. I guess there must be some secret in it, but I forget that the sword was made by Mo Lanyun when he was young. At that time, Mo Lanyun, who was popular in later generations, was just a wild and unruly young man of a noble family. It is not the same as the king of Dingguo who helped his brother in the long march to pacify the four sides 20 years later. Even ye Shangshu, a scholar who didn't know much about the sword, couldn't help being disappointed."If the cloud sword is so important, who will carry it? How could it be so easy to lose? Ali, I'll go back first. How many more will you send back? " Ye Li nodded, took the cloud sword in murongting's hand and threw it to a Jin and said, "take the cloud sword, you'd better take it back to Dingguo Palace first. It's not convenient to put it here. " She's not interested in letting people step on her roof every day.

Mo xiuyao nodded, "so good."

Looking at the cloud sword disappeared outside the door, Murong Ting reluctantly took back her eyes.

Mo Jingli stares at Ye Li suspiciously and says: "do you really believe that there is no secret of holding cloud sword?"

Ye Lili nodded of course, "if I had war books and treasures, I would not put them in a sword." As a commonly used sword that needs to be carried around, it is very famous and its volume is not small. It is not a good thing to hide secrets.

"You vulgar people! The remains of King Ding at that time! What a relic... " Murong Ting resentfully despises the common people in the hall.

Murong Ting despised a group of laymen, holding his hand that touched Dingwang's relics and went to enjoy himself. Ye Shangshu praised Ye Li in a happy mood. He could almost foresee what kind of fame and glory Ye Li would bring to the Ye family when the news of Ye Li's marriage back to Guanyun sword spread. As for whether there are treasures or war books in the sword, it is the second. Ye Shangshu still has some self-knowledge. Even if there is a treasure, he has no part in it. A reputation at no cost is more meaningful than that.