"I can't save your situation, but I have a martial arts that can influence people's minds. After you die, I can protect Ye'er's mind and bring her back to my killing gate so that no one can hurt her.

"

Lu Sheng looked at the peacock and said seriously.

He had planned the soul-moving technique in advance to prevent Ye'er from being overly sad, affecting his mind and falling into madness.

Peacock frowned slightly and said:

"Your sect?"

"Well, you should know about Liushamen."

"The Liusha Sect is not..."

"From the Blue Dragon Club? That's right, it's mine now, and I have the support of the Four Alliances and the Dragon Head of the Blue Dragon Club as my back-up, don't worry."

Lu Sheng said with a smile.

Half of the Four Leagues in Hangzhou support him. There is no problem in saying that the Four Leagues support him.

Bai Yunxuan of the Qinglong Club is the head of the Five Dragons. He is currently the backstage of the Qinglong Club, so there is no problem.

Even if he puts aside these things, he really wants to protect Ye'er, just to calm his anger.

Peacock looked at the silver dust on Lu Sheng's face. Even though the mask was full of monsters, he could hear Lu Sheng's sincerity in his words.

Not to mention having been in the world for decades, he has lived for so many years and has met all kinds of people in the world. He can easily tell whether his true feelings are revealed or his false feelings.

He believed what Gong Ziyu said.

But...he doesn't believe in Ming Yue Xin.

He is a member of the Qinglong Society, so he naturally understands how vicious Ming Yue Xin is, and he will probably do what Lu Sheng said, turning Ye'er into a puppet of the living dead and destroying the lives of everyone!

For him, there are two obsessions.

One is Ye'er's future, and the other is wanting to create works that will last forever.

Gong Ziyu promised to help protect Yeer after his death, so that the last thing he could cast in his life was the world-famous peacock feather.

It can be said that the appearance of Gong Ziyu made his obsession come true.

He used his true energy to forcibly renew his life, overdrafted his vitality, and took Ye'er to live in seclusion in the Sword Quenching Valley, waiting for Gong Ziyu to find the blueprint of the peacock feather and collect the materials to cast the peacock feather.

It's just... Before Gong Ziyu came, he was waiting for Lu Sheng.

The vitality in his body continues to flow out, and Lu Sheng can complete his obsession, then he can rest assured.

Peacock looked at Lu Sheng's mask with a sad smile on his lips:

"Give me the sword. I will open the last furnace and help you forge the sword. It is difficult to recast it the first time. It will need to be recast in the future. You can ask Ye'er, she can do it well."

"Thank you."

Lu Sheng felt grateful and bowed and handed over the rusty sword.

Peacock would sacrifice his life for this recasting, how could he not be grateful.

"Remember to take good care of Ye'er."

After taking the sword, Peacock left a message and came to the forge not far away.

The flames began to burn with Peacock's smooth and smooth operation without any hindrance.

The refreshing Sword Tempering Valley has become hot due to the flames, and every time the breeze blows on your face, it carries a bit of scorching heat.

Just when the peacock raised its arms and kept pulling the bellows, the flames burned brighter and brighter.

Ye'er came back happily, jumping up and down. Her hands were stained with a little dust, and she was holding a red ore in her hands. She was carrying a bag on her back and said happily:

"Master, Ye'er is back! Are these enough?"

"Put it on the ground."

Peacock's expression was still indifferent, he just pointed at the ground indifferently, without even looking at Ye'er.

Ye'er seemed to have gotten used to it, and he smiled and placed the gravel he brought on the ground where the peacock was pointing.

"whee."

After putting it down, she smiled happily.

Thinking that the master was going to open the stove again, she thought that Lu Sheng, who was wearing a scary mask, should have a good relationship with the master, otherwise the master would not open the stove again.

Therefore, she also smiled at Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng saw all this.

He also understood that Ye'er would no longer be able to smile so happily after the peacock left.

But...he can't do anything.

A few years ago, maybe he would have asked Peacock to find a way to seek treatment from miraculous doctors, or perhaps find a magical healing power such as the Shen Zhao Jing.

Now it's too late, the peacock's life has come to an end.

Even if I hold on any longer, I won't be able to hold on for much longer.

Peacock held the bellows with one arm, looked at the Meiying sword on Lu Sheng's waist, and said:

"That sword of yours can be strengthened to the human level with broken gold stones first, and then melted into it together. Do you think you'd like it?"

"But……"

"Reinforcement is very simple and will not affect anything."

"Oh well."

Lu Sheng nodded and handed the Meiying Sword to Peacock.

He was worried that Peacock would not be able to hold on, but for this reason, if he refused again, it would appear that he was ignorant of current affairs.

The peacock took the plum oriole and threw it into the flames.

"Throw in twelve rubble stones."

He had a serious look on his face and a meticulous look on his face, and he spoke very seriously.

Just when Lu Sheng wanted to go over and help, Ye'er had already thrown in the broken gold stones one by one while the peacock was talking.

The flames burned even more intensely.

Just then.

Peacock looked at Ye'er and said:

"Thirteen swords were thrown into it one by one."

"Good master!"

Yeer moves very quickly and cooperates well with Peacock.

Peacock seemed to be explaining to Lu Sheng, and said to himself: "After adding the broken gold stone, it is already a human level. Since it needs to be recast, there is no need to hammer it into shape."

Lu Sheng nodded silently.

He didn't understand weapon refining, so the peacock had a reason for doing so.

Now that he has come to Sword Tempering Valley, he can only trust Peacock.

"Ye'er!"

The peacock shouted again.

Ye'er was very sensible and handed the rusty sword to Peacock.

Peacock's eyes narrowed, and his true energy surged continuously. As he threw the rusty sword into the flames, his true energy surged towards the flames.

The flames became more and more intense, and the fire seemed to reach into the sky, rising suddenly.

The tranquility of the Sword Tempering Valley no longer exists, and it seems to have become the Valley of Fire.

As time passed, the peacock's forehead had veins popping out and he was gnashing his teeth, seeming very uncomfortable.

"Ye'er."

The peacock's voice suddenly became gentle at this time, losing the coldness of the past.

Ye'er was a little unexpected and almost didn't realize that it was her master calling her.

"Master, what's wrong?"

she asked slightly hesitantly.

The master actually smiled at her. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had seen him smile at her. Was it an illusion?

She had an ominous premonition.

Peacock's face was full of reluctance, and he looked at Ye'er with loving eyes, just like the way a father looks at his daughter when he is dying.

"Ye'er, be obedient and follow your big brother from now on."

He said with a choked voice.
To be continued...