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Chapter 3 The Heart of the Sword

The young man's eloquent voice suddenly stopped, and the warm smiling face also stopped forever. After looking down at the simple knife on the ground for a few times, the still smile collapsed in an instant, and he started to pace.

In a moment, he was in front of De Luo Congyun, and he grabbed him by the collar with a casual grab. His rather delicate eyes turned red without knowing when, as if they were about to bite someone.

"Bang", with a crisp sound, Luo Congyun was already dizzy after being thrown, and his whole body seemed to fall apart. There were many things that he obviously did not expect, and such a result was naturally not within his expectation.

"How can this be done, how can this be done..." The young man was like a wounded beast. While spinning around in the room, he was still mumbling to himself, and occasionally roared uncontrollably. In his eyes,

Tortured by his helpless hands, his originally neat demeanor had deteriorated to the extreme.

Luo Congyun slowly recovered some strength, and after struggling to move his hands and feet for a while, he managed to get up. The moment he stood up, his feet had already turned to the door. Regarding the young man who suddenly burst out, he himself

There was a hint of timidity in my heart.

"Stop! You actually want to leave, haha, do you actually want to leave just like that?" The laughter in the young man's words seemed a bit crazy. As he spoke, he appeared at the door with a slight movement of his feet. He didn't know what was in his hands.

At some point, he actually raised a long sword, and the cold light on the blade made people feel chilled. "Don't you think we should do something?" His tone became colder and his momentum became stronger.

Although Luo Congyun had been hanging out in the world for a while, he spent most of his time with his master. He had never seen such a situation. However, after some thinking, he understood that this man's anger seemed to be

Because he threw it casually before. Bah, do you think you are Zhang Xiaodao? A broken knife sells for a hundred taels, just throwing it on the ground is considered polite. Of course, he naturally did not dare to say these thoughts.

Yes, but, what should we do now? Of course we can't defeat him, so it seems that there is only one way.

"I bought that knife, you little brother..." Luo Congyun lowered his head and said.

When the young man heard this, he laughed again, "Okay, okay, okay, you can buy it if you want."

Luo Congyun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, "You just said that the sword is worth one hundred taels of silver. I am willing to pay one hundred, uh, one hundred and twenty taels of silver. I don't know..." While speaking, he felt secretly distressed in his heart.

, although it only added twenty taels of silver, it was already quite generous for him who was hanging out in the escort agency.

"One hundred and twenty taels, hahahaha." The young man laughed wildly again when he heard this. Looking at his tolerant appearance, it seemed that he might hurt someone at any time. "My knife, plus my face, it turns out that

It can be worth so much money!”

Hearing this, if Luo Congyun still didn't understand what the other party meant, then all these years would have been in vain. When he opened his mouth, he said, "I made a mistake just now. The knife has a simple shape and smooth lines.

It’s a rare and best product, I want it no matter what, I want it..." One word Fang said out loud, but he was stared back by the other party's red eyes. "Two hundred taels, I am willing to pay two hundred taels."

Luo Congyun turned a blind eye to Luo Congyun's pained expression and refused to agree. He turned around and walked back. In a few steps, he reached the discarded knife. He took it out from his arms.

After picking up a gorgeous brocade handkerchief, he bent down to pick up the blade on the ground. He looked as cautiously as if he was picking up some unique treasure. After picking it up, he inspected it carefully.

Then he wiped it carefully with the square brocade handkerchief.

The young man's movements were very slow, which was a waste of time, but Luo Congyun could only wait quietly. Facing such a master who knew advanced internal skills and walked as if he was teleporting, he was afraid that he would not even be able to escape from the door.

He had to fall down. Of course, what he bought with two hundred taels of silver was not the broken knife, but a heart that made compromises.

After a long time, Luo Congyun saw the young man coming back with the knife in hand with a satisfied look on his face. "This knife will belong to you from now on, but you must take good care of it. If you can become famous, you must remember who forged her.

"As he spoke, he actually handed over the handle of the Pu Dao directly. Although it had a scabbard, he had the intention of stabbing it down. He was quite fond of this knife, but it was just that he came here.

The purpose was not to find a suitable weapon. Unfortunately, under the current circumstances, his original plan seemed to have come to nothing.

"Well, one thousand taels, where's the other one hundred taels?" the young man said after taking the banknote.

Luo Congyun was stunned when he heard this, "What one hundred taels? Isn't this knife two hundred taels? What I gave you was a thousand taels in silver notes. You should give me back eight hundred taels." It's a big deal.

, he had put aside his timidity and confidently looked at the young man and said.

"I told you that this knife only sells for one hundred taels." The young man said casually, "The remaining one thousand taels are used to repair the house. As Zhang Xiaodao's royal blacksmith shop, one thousand taels is still a small amount.

That’s it.”

Repairing the house? Luo Congyun hesitated for a moment, but soon realized that the other party clearly wanted one thousand one hundred taels. As for the origin of the one thousand taels, it was not all the other party's decision. Hum.

, it’s just a piece of face, is it worth so much? My brothers died together, and the escort agency only gave me two or three hundred taels.

"Have you figured it out? If you've figured it out, just bring me the one hundred taels. I still have to go out to work?" The change in the young man is not small. At this time, his lazy appearance is very irritating.

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Luo Congyun felt a knot in his heart, and the courage that had originally aroused disappeared in his memories. Alas, one thousand taels is worth two or three lives. "I only have so much." He mumbled.

Then suddenly I felt so blessed that I said, "By the way, there's also this, one hundred taels, I'll give it back to you."

Seeing the Pu Dao being handed back to him, a sneer instantly appeared on the young man's lazy face. "Well, indeed, it's a hundred taels!"

Just as the young man was about to pick up the knife, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, "ding ding ding ding ding." The sweet sound was like a string of small bells. After hearing it, the young man actually moved and blinked.

It disappeared in front of Luo Congyun.

It took Luo Congyun a long time to react to this sudden change. Then he turned around and started looking around. Finally, after looking around, he saw a series of exquisite little things in a hidden corner.
Chapter completed!
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