In the bustling street, Luo Yan got off the carriage and politely rejected the fourth young master Han Yu's suggestion to send him a ride, and he got into the crowd in the street.

Han Yu stood by the carriage and watched Luo Yan leave. He slowly withdrew his gaze until he could not see anyone. His eyes were more serious. Luo Yan was very human, and he could think of such an inhuman plan. According to the other party's plan, once it was successful, most of the things he wanted to plan would be successful.

"Entertainment Father, do you really believe in him?"

Han Qiancheng stood aside, watching Han Yu's expression change, his cold face hesitated for a moment, and whispered to remind him.

"Half, I only believe in half. It doesn't matter who he is. What's important is that he can use it for me now, and the strategy he thinks is indeed beneficial to me. Moreover, even if I refuse, Ji Wuye will not refuse. He has a saying that is right. In power struggles, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and opportunities will be fleeting.

Then bet on him once!”

The fourth young master Han Yu's lips moved slightly, his eyes became more sharp, and he said slowly.

However, I became more and more curious about Luo Yan.

Mr. Luo, what kind of person are you?!

Could it be that the person who can come up with such a plan is really just for the irrelevant people?!

Counting on the powerful for the sake of the people ~

I seem to have a sense of the four sentences that Luo Yan said in the hall.

Luo Yan is a little different from ordinary scholars.

.........

It's really different.

Because Luo Yan is worse and more dishonest than ordinary scholars.

Luo Yan stroked his full stomach at this moment and knew nothing about the fourth young master Han Yu's idea. After all, the other party was just a part of his plan. Whether it was Ji Wuye or Han Yu, it didn't matter. Even Han Fei was part of this plan.

Make smart people feel profitable and take the initiative to help them promote the implementation of the plan.

Wouldn't it be nice to keep Diaoyutai yourself?

This is a conspiracy ~

Everything is on the surface, and Luo Yan will even take the initiative to tell them.

Luo Yan stepped on the street and was treated warmly by the fourth son Han Yu. He was full of oil. Unfortunately, the only thing that was the lack of after-dinner entertainment was that he could only take a walk to pass the time. Most of the women on the road were average.

However, the temperament and charm of ancient women are not comparable to that of modern women.

It's quite pleasing to the eye.

Wandering all the way, Luo Yan came to the Blacksmith's Shop.

As soon as I walked into it, I felt a wave of heat coming, and at the same time I heard the sound of metal and iron that was striking.

“duang~duang~duang~”

The one holding the hammer was the master Luo Yan met a few days ago. The other party was working hard to make an iron. The charcoal fire in the stove next to it was red, emitting a scorching smell.

"Master, has my sword been beaten?"

Luo Yan waved to the master, and then chuckled after the other party stopped the movements in his hand.

The master wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked closely and recognized the person. He couldn't remember Luo Yan's special guest.

After all, this is the first time in so many years that I have encountered a strange and generous customer.

The most important thing is the sword he has fought the most satisfying and devoted to over the years.

"I made a call yesterday. The guest waited and I'll go and get it."

When the master heard this, he nodded and responded, then put down his hammer and walked towards the back room.

He didn't let Luo Yan wait too long, and soon he walked out with a weapon that looked similar to a sword and handed it to Luo Yan.

"Customers, please see if you are satisfied."

Luo Yan reached out to take it, feeling the weight of the weapon, and his eyes were also a little excited.

It's a man.

In addition to guns, he also has an extraordinary love for these cold weapons.

Who hadn't taken a branch when he was a child and cut down whatever he saw?

"Quan~~"

Luo Yan held the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled out the long sword similar to the Tang sword, and looked at it.

I waved it gently and felt that except for a little heavier, it was not as light as a modern watermelon knife that cut people down and easily killed people, everything else was very satisfactory, especially the shape and color. The dark black patterns were very stylish and looked very stylish. At least from the perspective of modern people, they were very handsome.

A handsome move.

In line with Luo Yan's aesthetic view.

As for whether it is easy to use.

The best weapon can kill people the fastest.

"Clang~"

Luo Yan held the sword and cut the iron block on the side, and suddenly a sound of gold and iron sounded, and the iron block was cut into a gap. The intact in his hand, and even the sword body did not tremble much. He was so hard that he pussed and steadily.

"Very good, I'm very satisfied, Master, thank you."

Luo Yan said to the master in a happy mood.

"It's good if the guests are satisfied. I was worried at first that the sword was too heavy and the guests wouldn't like it."

The master laughed and laughed.

This sword is indeed heavier than an ordinary sword, but its hardness is also very good.

"The weight is OK, the most important thing is that it is hard enough, I am very satisfied with this."

Luo Yan said with a smile, then inserted the sword back into the scabbard, and did not hang it on his waist. He just held it in his palm. Suddenly, he felt much more at ease in his heart, just like the instinctive memory of his body, and the killer without a sword always felt that something was missing.

Now that this part is completed, there is a sense of comfort.

This gave Luo Yan the urge to go back and fight Jingyu for 300 rounds.

But this impulse was quickly suppressed.

no way.

The butt was hit so hard these two days, so I reminded him to be rational.

Although he was able to be beaten a few times, Jingyu did not talk about martial ethics and seemed to be more powerful.

Unfortunately, Luo Yan has no evidence.

This may be the encouragement of love.

"Don't the guest give the name of the sword?"

The master looked at the sword in Luo Yan's hand and asked with some anticipation.

This sword was added to his ancestral meteorite. The iron thugs had a special feeling for this type of weapon, especially those who created it themselves, just like their own children.

He wanted to know what kind of name Luo Yan would give this sword.

"name?"

When Luo Yan heard this, he looked at the long sword in his hand that had been built in a few days, and could not find a name for a while because there were too many strange sword names in his mind. The most important thing was that he didn't care too much about the name of the sword. After all, the swords of this era would not have a sword spirit.

No ~

Luo Yan suddenly thought of Han Fei's reverse scale sword. That sword was outrageous and didn't need to be controlled by the master, so he was so strong that he was forced.

If my sword will be born in the future, the sword spirit will be born.

Then I hope this sword will give birth to a beautiful, sexy and obedient female sword spirit in the future, the kind that can be exchanged with gods.

Luo Yan suddenly became a little expectant.

No, you have to give a good name, it must sound good!
Chapter completed!