Pi Xiong couldn't help but turned to look at Duan Lengyan and asked: "Third Miss, isn't Mr. Jin good at making swords? Is this the same situation when Mr. Jin is making swords? I... Why do I feel something is wrong? There is no sword-making furnace and no fire, this..."
Duan Lengyan sneered, a hint of sarcasm appeared on her face, and said coldly: "Although Jin Xidao is good at making swords, I can guarantee that he has no such ability."
"What the third girl is saying is that the sword-making skills of this young master of the Xu family are better than those of the third master Jin?" Pi Xiong couldn't help but widen his eyes, his eyes filled with disbelief. You know, Jin Xidao is recognized as a swordsmith, and represents the highest level of swordsmithing in the entire Iron War Dynasty. At the same time, he is recognized by the entire Dongxuan Continent as the only person who can challenge the Liu family's sword-making skills.
How could Pixiong not be surprised that such a master swordsmith was inferior to an ignorant and ignorant playboy
Not only was Pi Xiong surprised, in fact, even Duan Lengyan found it somewhat unacceptable. But a woman’s feeling told her that everything she said was right! The momentum and law displayed by Wandong at this time were definitely beyond what Jin Xidao could match.
Just when Duan Lengyan and Pi Xiong were shocked and unable to accept what was happening in front of them, the golden light that diffused in front of their eyes suddenly dimmed, and at the same time, an icy feeling swept across the entire room in an instant.
From the scorching heat to the severe cold, the change was so fast, so sudden and smooth, as if it happened overnight and at will. Duan Lengyan and Pi Xiong were not only surprised, but also a little frightened. No matter what kind of Qi Wandong possesses, such skillful and superb control is enough to make any enemy tremble.
Compared with the last time in Tianbao Pavilion, Wandong has made great progress. And compared to the first time Duan Lengyan met Wandong, there was no comparison at all. It is hard to imagine that such a significant and huge change could occur in one person. Unable to help herself, Duan Lengyan developed an uncontrollable curiosity about Wandong, and felt a very powerful attraction bursting out from Wandong's body, making her involuntarily approach Wandong.
Melt the sword, temper it, and make it into a sword, all at once, without any stagnation! A sharp sword light suddenly lit up, and Duan Lengyan and Pi Xiong's eyes suddenly hurt as they pierced straight through. They hurriedly blocked it with their hands, and at the same time they hurriedly stepped back.
Although they haven't yet seen clearly what the sword will look like after being reforged, the intimidating power alone is enough to make the two of them tremble. There was no need to look or ask, just feeling was enough for them to realize that the quality of the rear sword was definitely improved by more than one step.
"This sword is a few inches shorter, I hope you don't mind." Wan Dong glanced at it and was quite satisfied, then handed it to Duan Lengyan and said.
The sword was a few inches shorter than before, but this did not attract Duan Lengyan's attention at all. Just because Duan Lengyan's attention was almost entirely attracted by the sword edge that was as bright as the bright moon, how could he be distracted to pay attention to this detail
"Is this... is this the same sword as before?"
Take the sword from Wandong's hand. A stream of clear water immediately flowed into Duan Lengyan's body along the hilt of the sword, making her shiver uncontrollably and feeling refreshed in an instant. At the same time, an unparalleled sense of fit also surged up, as if the sword was a part of Duan Lengyan's body and inseparable.
When holding the sword, Duan Lengyan really felt as if she was holding her father's hand, kind and warm! Even the childhood memories hidden deep in her mind were brought out, making her eyes sparkle with tears.
Pi Pixiong was stunned for a long time, and suddenly understood, no wonder people would regard the sword he regarded as a treasure as scrap metal. you do not say! Seeing the re-tempered magic weapon in front of him, wasn't the one he had before just scrap metal
"What, you're not satisfied?" Seeing that Duan Lengyan was about to cry again, Wan Dong smiled bitterly and asked.
"You... how did you do it?" Duan Lengyan suddenly raised her head and looked at Wandong, full of curiosity.
"Didn't you see everything? I didn't avoid you!"
"But..." Duan Lengyan wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back and shook her head helplessly.
Of course she saw it, but she just watched the fun, how could she understand the mystery? certainly! If people hadn't expected that she couldn't understand, they wouldn't have used this magical power in front of her.
"Do you really want to give me this sword?" Duan Lengyan looked at Wandong in disbelief and asked.
"This was originally yours."
"What I mean is that the quality of this sword is much higher than my original one, and its value has also increased several times. Aren't you afraid of suffering a loss if you gave it to me?"
Wandong smiled and said, "Don't be afraid! No matter how good the quality of this sword is, it is no longer the one your father gave you. If you want to lose, it's your fault."
Unexpectedly, Wandong would say this. Duan Lengyan couldn't help but be stunned. At the same time, a warm current surged from the bottom of her heart and spread all over her body. Even Pi Xiong on the side opened his eyes in surprise, as if he was meeting the person in front of him for the first time.
"Actually, I... I really don't want to be your enemy." After a long silence, Duan Lengyan suddenly raised her head and opened her mouth to Wandong.
Wan Dong smiled and said: "Actually, we shouldn't be enemies in the first place. My grandfather and your master are brothers. We should belong to the same sect."
"So, you are my junior brother?" A bright smile bloomed on Duan Lengyan's face.
Wan Dong raised his eyebrows and said, "No, you should be my junior sister! Don't forget, my grandfather is your master's senior brother!"
"Tch! So, my master is the same generation as your grandfather, and you are a generation below me!"
"Hazy! How can you say that?"
"How about that? In terms of age? You are younger than me in age, so of course I am your senior sister! Dear junior brother, senior sister is here, why don't you bow quickly?"
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"Giggle... why didn't you say anything? If you don't say anything, then it's your acquiescence! Junior brother is so good!"
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Looking at Duan Lengyan who was chattering like a magpie, Pi Xiong was stunned again. Compared to Duan Lengyan who was in pain and out of control, Duan Lengyan at this time was even rarer!
Even though Wandong and Duan Lengyan were both smiling and seemed very happy, they both knew deep down that this was just an illusion. The two people's camps will not change, and the hostility between the two will not end. It is indeed a bit cruel, but this is reality.
Slowly, Duan Lengyan's mood calmed down. Looking at the sword in his hand that was a few inches shorter but sharper, he murmured, "This sword still has the flavor of my father. I can feel it. It's still the same sword, but it's sharper." Sheng! Master Xu, thank you!”
Hearing that Duan Lengyan changed his title back to Master Xu, Wandong couldn't help but sigh in his heart, feeling a little helpless... (To be continued)