King Jian of Qi gave Gu Xun a temporary residence in the kitchen.

Gu Xunzheng was sitting alone at the table making dumplings.

Last time during the Chinese New Year, Jingluo didn’t know how to do it, but she was willing to help him. This time she changed to Yan Lingji, but she didn’t have the treatment.

She raised her round and white calves and sat lazily on the chair opposite Gu Xun, looking at Gu Xun mechanically repeating the dumplings, without any intention of helping.

In fact, she didn't know what Gu Xun was doing, so she could only barely judge based on the fact that the things on the table were all ingredients. Is her shopkeeper... cooking?

This is very strange.

"Shopkeeper, what are you doing?"

Gu Xun didn't even raise his eyelids and replied calmly, "Make dumplings."

"...So what is dumpling?" Yan Lingji made Gu Xun's answer stagnate. What is the meaning of telling me a noun that I have never heard of before?

"It's obviously a kind of food." Gu Xun put down the dumplings he had just made, raised his head slightly, and said with a smile, "This is my... custom in my hometown, a kind of food I want to eat during the Chinese New Year."

Yan Lingji relied on the woman's sixth sense of sensitivity and noticed that Gu Xun mentioned his hometown, his tone was a little sluggish, and his eyes suddenly turned. After thinking about it, he decided to ask:

"Shopkeeper, where are you from?"

Gu Xun was not sad when asked about this. After all, he had already been used to it. He just pondered for a while and replied vaguely, "Which person? Well... this is not easy to say, it's a place you can't go anyway."

"Can't you go?" Yan Lingji was even more curious, "Don't you go back to your hometown? Why can't I go back with you?"

"It's very simple, because I can't go back." Gu Xun spread his hands.

"Uh..." Yan Lingji was stopped by this answer, and her mind turned around for a moment, and she gave up asking Gu Xun why she couldn't go back - it was definitely not a reason worth savoring, so it would be better not to mention it.

Gu Xun didn't care, and asked Yan Lingji with a smile, "Why don't you talk?"

"Nothing..." Yan Lingji combed her long hair with her right hand, and her posture was very seductive. "It's just a surprise that you can't do anything."

"Haha, I'm just a martial artist, and I can't do many things." Gu Xun laughed and said with a bit of self-deprecating, "For example...uh..." After thinking for a while, Gu Xun gave up on the example of having a baby, "For example, many things..."

Yan Lingji couldn't help but give Gu Xun a blank look. Are you putting it on?

At this time, there was a slight noise outside, but Gu Xun did not move and continued to wrap dumplings. Seeing that he was like this, Yan Lingji sat peacefully on the chair.

Soon, Chen He, who was inexplicably attached to silver armor, walked in with some snowflakes on his body - there was a little snow floating today.

"Sir." The warm room made the snowflakes melt, and dripped along the armor on the floor tiles. Chen He ignored Yan Lingji as usual and greeted Gu Xun.

He knew Gu Xun's habit of eating dumplings, and he was not surprised or asked more. Similarly, it was because he knew that Gu Xun would gather relatives and friends at the time of the transition from the old to the new, so he came here at this time. At present, in Qi State, the only friend is his.

Gu Xun waved it casually, called Chen He to sit down, and did not rush to talk to him.

Because the dumplings need to be wrapped.

Now there are only three people in Chen He, so Gu Xun didn't have many, only one or two hundred. With his current speed, he can handle it in just one stick of incense.

Because there were only three people, Gu Xun chose to keep everything simple and didn't plan to make a big table of dishes, so he just ate some dumplings and let it be hot.

It was not yet evening yet, Gu Xun put away the wrapped dumplings, left the kitchen with Chen He, and went to the main hall.

As for Yan Lingji, she likes to stay in the kitchen when it snows, because there is a stove that can raise fire, not for heating, but just her personal hobby, she likes to guard the fire source, although she can raise fire out of thin air...

On the other hand, Gu Xun took Chen He to the main hall and had some serious matters to say, nothing else, but the matter of Ben Lei Jian.

Although the money has been enough, Gu Xun feels that the New Year is approaching anyway, so it is better to give Chen He this day, which is considered a New Year gift... Even if I feel something is wrong...

As soon as he entered the room, Chen He's attention was immediately attracted by a shining golden light.

Looking up, I saw a golden sheathed sword on the table. The hilt was narrow and wide at the top, and there were dark gold and bright gold intersecting patterns. The shape of the sword grid was similar to flame light, curved upward, in a shape that wrapped around the tail of the sword blade. The overall sheath was orange-yellow, winding at the edges, radiating with golden lightning, and golden lightning runes were engraved in the center.

Although the sword was not unsheathed, Chen He had already felt a brilliant power, like the thunder running in the sky, its momentum was like a dragon, and its sharpness was unbearable.

Gu Xun walked over, picked up the Ben Lei Sword, and threw it to Chen He.

Chen He raised his hand and answered it. Although he was prepared, he still felt his hand sinking and was pushed down by the sword.

Gu Xun's voice followed, "The Thunder Sword, one of the seven swords, the sword is three feet and three inches long and the sword weighs fifty-four kilograms. It was born in the ancient tomb cemetery. The sword energy was destroyed and destroyed. Once it was unsheathed, it was like a bolt from the blue, with amazing momentum."

Fifty-four kilograms... Chen He couldn't help but be shocked by the weight, which was heavier than the vast number of weapons.

Chen He used his internal strength and raised the Thunder Sword, holding the handle in one hand and the sheath in the other, pulling it out with force...

Swish~~~~b!

The sword sounded, followed by a sound of thunder thunder on the ground, which suddenly rang in Chen He's ears.

Accompanied by the sound, the Thunder Sword was completely pulled out, and the blue-white blade was wrapped with a slight light of electric light, revealing it in front of its new owner.

The sword blade of the Thunder Sword is slightly wider, and there is a depression near the tip of the sword, making the sword tip look like a diamond-shaped shape. The sword body is blue and white all over, while the sword blade is bright silver. The center of the sword body is like a sword sheath, and a silver-white rune in the shape of lightning is engraved, which emerges from the sword grid and spreads to the depression of the sword tail.

Chen He casually pulled a sword flower, feeling his arms were a little heavy, and his movements were unnatural.

Gu Xun also saw this subtle unnatural and spoke:

"For you now, the weight of the Thunder Sword is still a considerable burden, and it will be fine in the future."

"Yeah." Chen He nodded, showing his understanding, and then raised the Ben Lei Sword in front of him, carefully looking at the magic weapon that would always accompany him in the future, and couldn't help but murmur, "B Lei Sword... If the voice is extraordinary, the first thing is to be heard."

"Haha." Gu Xun smiled and sat on the chair beside him, echoing, "The Thunder Sword is the most eye-catching of the seven swords. Once it is unsheathed, it is a ray of thunder. It is unstoppable. The sword light is like thunder, sweeping everything."
Chapter completed!