The Niwan Palace was feeling faintly swollen and hot. Wei Shiqi knew it was Qingming urging him. He hurriedly gave Li Lanxiang a few words, thinking that he had not neglected anything, so he flew up with his sword and flew towards the stone peak like lightning. And go.
Hurrying slowly, I finally saw the figure of the Chongming Bird. I saw it flapping its two bare wings, up and down, flying forward slowly. Wei Shiqi couldn't help but He muttered "Fly little bird" and urged his flying sword to catch up.
Qingming lay on the back of Chongming Bird, crossed his legs, held a grass stem in his mouth, shook his feet in amusement, and hummed a tune randomly. Seeing the light of Wei Shiqi's sword, he jumped up, waved and asked, "How did things go?"
"It didn't go well, the line was broken." Wei Shiqi was vague. I just said a word, but I don’t want to go into details.
Qingming couldn't restrain his curiosity, stretched out his hand to seal the Chongming Bird's ear holes, and said: "Okay, it can't hear anything now, tell me quickly, what's going on?" The Chongming Bird was dissatisfied. , but under the intimidation of Qingming, I didn’t dare to let out a fart, so I had to keep my head down and hurry on.
Wei Shiqi laughed dumbly. He couldn't even wait for this moment. The child's character was clearly revealed. He was also in a hurry. A few small talk could kill the time, so he told the whole story of Hou Jiangcheng. , Qingming clicked his tongue in amazement and muttered: "Seven Bird Sword? Is it necessary to steal such a thing?"
"Of course a small household in Xiandu cannot compare with Kunlun's tens of thousands of years of accumulation. Seven Birds This sword is already the best flying sword in Xianyun Peak."
"No, don't hide your clumsiness. To be honest, how much investment did you make on this Hidden Snow Sword?"
Wei Shiqi was startled and said with a smile: "It's not much, I just made a piece of seabed cold iron and a piece of black gold, that's all."
"Tch, that's not enough? Xuan Iron, black gold, cold iron, these are the most important materials for making flying swords. A stranger with no roots can just come up with cold iron and black gold. What is it but rich and powerful?"
Wei Shiqi didn't want to give the impression of being "rich" and explained a few words, "Han Tie was obtained from Qi Gu, the high priest of the Tie'e Gaoyantuo tribe, and Wu Jin was given by Senior Sister Ruan. Speaking of Xuan Tie, Really -" Wei Shiqi took out the bent iron rod from the sword pouch, "This iron rod has a piece of dark iron melted into it. It is placed in the sword pouch. It can absorb the iron essence and improve the texture. I have thrown it away several times. The effect is pretty good after entering the Kuaiwu Gold Mine."
Qingming shook his head and said, "How can you tell me, that's not how good things are used - forget it, just say it. You don’t understand, it’s a waste of natural resources!”
Wei Shiqi said with a smile: “If you don’t know the goods, you will lose your money. I’ll ask for advice later when I get something good!”
Qing Ming nodded reservedly. Said: "But having said that, the flying sword is mixed with cold iron, which makes it unbreakable, and mixed with black gold, which doubles the speed of escape. This Hidden Snow Sword of yours is really not bad, and it is worth the effort to refine it."
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I was chatting and laughing all the way, and I was not lonely. Qingming has a broad mind and is good at being a teacher. Wei ShiAfter reading "Linchuan Miscellaneous Notes" seven times, I was full of miscellaneous knowledge. The two complemented each other and talked happily.
On this day, I returned to Liushi Peak.
Qingming let Wei Shiqi go to his own devices and went straight to Chishui Cliff Erxiang Hall. After a while, the sound of cloud board sounded. Wei Shiqi was walking on the plank road of Wuya Temple when he heard the sound of clouds. He stopped and looked at the flowing clouds in the sky. He counted thirteen times silently, thinking that it was the unruly tapping during the Qingming Festival. , or did it really alarm the head of Kunlun?
He shook his head and went to the quiet room in the living room to rest.
Stepping onto the corridor, a burst of rhythmic singing came through the wooden board. It was not "Mingyue Qingfeng, a good night together", nor was it "Ice skin, jade bones, clear and no sweat", Wei Shiqi couldn't help but laugh. , pushed open the door, and saw Yu Yao lying on the bedside, staring blankly at the "Eight Female Immortal Music Screen", with undulating curves from legs to hips to waist to back, which made people's hearts beat.
He coughed deliberately, which startled Yu Yao. She stood up and looked back at him, her sharp eyes gradually relaxed, and with a smile on her lips, she said: "You're back? "
"Well, everything is fine." Wei Shiqi sat on the bed and put down her long hair, "I miss you."
Yu. Yao moved her body, rested her cheek on his thigh, stared into his eyes, her eyes were moving, and she smiled sweetly and said: "I hope it's safe, I hope it goes well, I miss you a little bit."
"Only a little bit?"
"A little bit, a little bit..."
Wei Shiqi put away the "Eight Fairy Fairy Screen" and threw it aside, and hugged her tenderly. Then, I thought of Qin Zhen unconsciously. After not seeing each other for a while, their temperaments changed greatly. Qin Zhen suddenly became enlightened. She lost her obedient image and became a little more resolute. She did not hesitate to seek advice from the three-eyed civet. Her cultivation was as fierce as an unsheathed sword. The sword was sharp and sharp, but Yu Yao, after committing herself to him, peeled off the hard shell, revealing her weak nature, like a dodder clinging to a big tree, thinking about nothing and lazily passing the time.
He thought that maybe only in front of him would Qin Zhen show her competitive side, and only in front of him would Yu Yao show her weak side. They expressed their attachment in different ways. It is most difficult to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman. He doesn't know what the ending of the story will be, and hopes that both sides can bear the loss.
Holding the soft and fragrant jade body in his arms, waves of sleepiness came over him. Wei Shiqi no longer restrained himself, closed his eyes and fell into the dreamland, indifferent and completely relaxed. Yu Yao listened to his heartbeat, traced his eyebrows, the outline of his eyes and nose with her fingers, and looked at him dreamily. She felt peaceful and happy in her heart. For a moment, she put all her worries behind her and just wanted to be with him forever. Keep it up.
The days are long and the years are quiet. --