Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

When the monsoon smoke throws his one handed sword out of layers of sackcloth, ye yuan\'s face It\'s dark.

The old and simple one handed sword is now totally different.

The rust color on the sword body has been cleaned and polished for a long time. It has become bright and sharp. On the long hilt, the silver straps are crisscross. At the end of the hilt, there is a long white fur like the tail of a fox. The end of the fur is also dyed with a little red

The long "fox tail" swayed and swayed in the middle of the air as the monsoon smoke waved its sword

The blue tendons in the forehead of Ye yuan also jump with the rolling.

"Teacher, how are you? Does it look good? " The monsoon smoke blinks, looking at Ye yuan contentedly.

When I got this one handed sword at the beginning, the heart of monsoon smoke was broken, but it was Ye yuan\'s heart. She was very respectful of her teachers, so naturally she could not disobey it, but She could not distort her beauty.

Fortunately, there are many goods in the imperial capital. After two days\' running, we found something suitable. We decorated the whole one handed sword again.

Although, there is still a certain gap from the immortal, but At least it\'s much better than before.

Ye yuan\'s expression was broken. He wiped his face silently and his eyes hurt badly.

"Just as you like." The tone of life can\'t be loved

Monsoon smoke is still complacent, but ye yuan turns around and directly calls a teenager with a different surname to duel with monsoon smoke, so as to confirm the progress of monsoon smoke in recent years.

But

The young man was shaking his sword hands. He almost cried when he saw the monsoon smoke.

Now, who dares to fight with this lady?

Tutor, this is to kill him!!

In desperation, the young man shook hands and carefully dueled with the monsoon smoke. He dared to use only one tenth of the strength of his sword.

As a result, ye yuan\'s cold stare made him doubt life.

"Young man, don\'t be nervous. Let\'s have a good fight." The monsoon smoke detects the tension of the other side and comforts them kindly.

But

The boy almost knelt down for monsoon smoke.

You can die if you talk. Can\'t you die without the whole body?

On the one hand, ye yuan\'s cold eyes, and on the other hand, ye yuan\'s "kind" smile. The young man just thought that "my life is over", and he fought against the monsoon smoke with his head.

As a result, within a few moves, the one handed sword of monsoon smoke was cut off.

Looking at the one handed sword with long hair tail stuck on the ground, the young man\'s face turned pale instantly.

Monsoon smoke, "..."

For the first time in her life, she realized that she had such a weak side.

Ye yuan touched his face and let the frightened young man back down.

Monsoon smoke is now in the swordsman\'s attainments, at most is a entrant, the strength of a miserable.

Ye yuan can only guide monsoon smoke to continue training with her hands, and instructs her to come to the martial arts arena to practice every day in the future.

Monsoon smoke listened honestly. In the evening, she went back to the room with the fancy one handed sword and washed a little. Monsoon smoke planned to go to Liuhuo for a chat. Since she came back from the cemetery, she found that the situation of Liuhuo was very different. Every day, she was very worried.

But before the monsoon smoke put down the one handed sword, Ling he killed it.

"Miss! Something\'s wrong! "

……

[irresponsible theater]

lunatic: half of the night, come and see my sword. Is it beautiful? Is it immortal?

A North: Spicy eyes

Little Madman: you know a basket!

North: I don\'t understand. I\'m just curious. If you let your family know that you\'ve been kissed by someone, I don\'t know how you feel.

Little Madman:

A North: it\'s not enough to occupy the pure beautiful youth of others, but also to hook up with the national teacher.

Little Madman:

Some North: little Liuhuo is pathetic.

Little fire:

Little Madman: hey? Little Liuhuo, don\'t listen to her nonsense! I am single-minded to you, national teacher what\'s the most annoying!!

Little fire:

Little Madman: really! You can rest assured that I will never see him again in my life. I will see him detour in the future!

Liu Huo holds the wall to cover his chest