Updated: 2012-09-03

It was still the beautiful bamboo forest. A girl like an orchid looked up at the moonlight. She had not moved for a long time, and even the location of her was not changed. The bamboo forest was blowing and the orchid smiled.

The graceful young man returned with his sword. "Sister Orchid, you are still here." Dong Rixue looked spring-like.

"Haha, are you satisfied this time?" asked Mr. Orchid.

"I'm not satisfied. Although he is a master, he is not yet as impressed by Sister Lanhua." Dong Rixue seemed a little indifferent, but her little hands kept playing with the naughty bamboo.

"Why?" Although Mr. Orchid did not express any opinion on gunpowder, her questions had betrayed her.

Dong Rixue looked at her beloved elder sister with her beautiful big eyes and suddenly didn't know what to say. The man named Jam Smoke just held his broken sword and left Jun Liefeng without saying anything more to her. And she didn't even know why she didn't even say a word to humiliate or despise the man. "His sword was broken by me." Dong Rixue said in a low voice. If the wind in the bamboo forest was stronger, she might not even know what she was saying.

"You mean his sword was broken by you?" Mr. Orchid asked repeatedly as if he hadn't heard it clearly.

Dong Rixue nodded gently to Mr. Orchid, as if a child had done something wrong.

Mr. Orchid looked at Dongrixue's expression and knew that she would not lie. She was thinking, and finally took a step forward and said to the slow bamboo wind: "What is the move that his sword was broken?"

Dong Rixue was stunned and suddenly thought that it seemed that the smoke had not fired the third sword at all, because under her fall style, he could only keep dancing to defend his sword, and he had no chance to fight back. "He has been defending and used his sword to resist the sword energy of my fall style."

"Xue'er, have you leveled up after your 40s?" Lanhua suddenly asked.

"No, why did my sister ask this? You know, you are very busy recently, so I have been trying to figure out the sword intent in this bamboo forest, and I haven't practiced it at all. Besides, how can Xueer's level surpass her sister?" Although Dong Rixue was a little confused about why Sister Lanhua asked this, she still said the truth.

"So that's it. I think the smoke should be able to see that your master level has reached forty, but has not continued to upgrade. So why don't he have to change the stars?" Mr. Orchid said silently.

"Sister, what are you talking about? What are you changing the stars?" Dong Rixue asked.

Mr. Orchid gently caressed Dong Rixue's hair and said, "His master's forty skill is called Dou Zhuan Xingshi. It is a move that can absorb any skill and forward attacks. Even if he cannot forward your fall, he still has the ability to absorb it and will definitely not let his sword be shattered by you."

Dong Rixue was stunned, but immediately understood: "Sister means that he didn't use all his strength in the end, he did it on purpose."

Mr. Orchid nodded and said, "Well, he wanted to lose on purpose." For some reason, Mr. Orchid felt a bitter taste in his heart when he said this.

"Why?" Even though Dong Rixue is the first genius in practicing swordsmanship, she still knows too little about love between men and women.

Mr. Orchid looked at the bamboo forest that was swinging with the wind and said silently: "Maybe this is fate."

The winter snow is stunned, life! This concept is too big.

Ji Yan held the shattered Lingshui Jade Thunder Sword and walked into the Bingfeng Valley, facing the floating snowflakes, step by step, squeak, how long has it been since I brought my wings? If it weren't for the development of the cloak, it might be unknown when I could hear this sound again. Ji Yan looked at his sword and said softly: "I'm sorry, old friend, I must be defeated." Lingshui Jade Thunder had no reaction. Ji Yan smiled bitterly, looked up, and smiled again.

Before he knew it, the man had already arrived outside the frozen thatched cottage of the craftsman. "You are here." The craftsman lifted his curtain and walked out. I don't know why every time he came here, the craftsman could make such accurate judgments.

"Yeah." The smoke didn't say much, and responded softly.

"It seems that I'm not in high spirits." The craftsman took a few steps and suddenly saw the broken sword in the gunpowder's hand, frowned and said, "It's indeed difficult to repair it. Who is so vicious?" After all, the Lingshui Jade Thunder is the masterpiece of the craftsman. Seeing it becoming so well-like, the craftsman's heart is not very pleasant.

"Can it really be repaired?" The smoke of gunpowder seemed to have grabbed the last straw and suddenly became energetic.

"Show me all." The craftsman took all the broken swords of gunpowder with a copy, and looked at it for a while and said, "The damage is too serious, and there are some parts."

"If I can find the missing part, can it be repaired?" Ji Yan asked, his heart that was undead.

"You first talk about how it broke, I'm telling you." The craftsman asked, he wanted to know the whole story.

The smoke of gunpowder chuckled and began to tell his "peach blossom luck".

The snow in the Ice Wind Valley was still falling, and the white fluff was as white as a swan. After listening to the smoke of gunpowder, Craftsman said, "It seems that the rest of the part can no longer be found. It should have melted into the sword light of that man. The divine weapon broke through the ground. It is another new challenge for me." Craftsman said with emotion.

"What do you mean?" Jiyan didn't want to say those words in person.

"If you want to repair it, you must need genius treasures. But if you really have that kind of material, plus some of the treasures in my hands, you can definitely use weapons that are more powerful than the Lingshui Jade Thunder, so there is no need to repair the Lingshui Jade Thunder." The craftsman told the truth.

"Give it to me, maybe I'm going to set off now." Jiyan suddenly said, and reached out to the craftsman, wanting to return his broken sword.

"Where are you going?" asked the craftsman.

"Go and find the genius treasures, and then repair the spiritual water jade thunder." Ji Yan said firmly.

"You stubborn guy, if you have produced so many magic weapons today, what's the use of spiritual water jade thunder even after you finish practicing it? It's not that it will break again when you encounter a magic weapon." The craftsman was a little excited.

"Even if it cannot be completely repaired, I will let my spiritual water and jade thunder be with me." Jamyan obviously understood the meaning of the craftsman, but he could not be sorry for his 'old friend'.

"Come on, I'll use your spiritual water jade thunder to see what you can practice, but I can't guarantee that it is better than the original spiritual water jade thunder, and there is a 90% chance of becoming more secondary." The craftsman was extremely angry, but he was helpless and stubborn, so he could only compromise.

The smoke finally smiled brightly and said, "That's hard work, if you have any genius treasures, try to put them inside."

Looking at the cynical look of gunpowder, the craftsman yelled: "I don't have any one."

"I have." Suddenly, a white light flew from a distance. The craftsman caught the white light with his hand, then changed his hands constantly. After quickly appreciating, he immediately threw it into his backpack and smiled: "With it, I see that your spiritual water jade thunder has hope of improving." After that, he ignored the smoke and was stunned and crawled into the frozen thatched cottage alone.

Jamyan turned around and looked at the man he knew most and said, "When will I come back? Everything goes well?"


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