"...I don't quite understand." Chi Sheyue said: "Do you mean that because of the activation of fire-based skills, the Golden Wing Knife appeared strange in your hand? This is impossible.
, it’s not like there haven’t been people who are good at fire-based exercises in the past. There is no such thing as you.”
"I just said that this weapon echoes the unique skills of the Red Sun Royal Family..."
"That's even more wrong. Although you are indeed good at controlling fire, it is not my clan's skill, nor is it a lineage of the Yi family. How could it echo the Golden Wing Sword? Unless..."
Chi Sheyue seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes suddenly widened, "Don't you know black... No, this is too ridiculous. Black Fire has never been truly completed, and it is impossible for there to be a successor... you..."
"You don't need to spend time guessing. I'm telling you this not to gossip, but to give you a chance..."
Meng Yan said: "Your fighting style belongs to the brave and explosive type, and because of your eagerness for success, your foundation is unstable. You have four successes, all relying on the improvement of weapons, and you lose four successes when you lose your sword... Although most warriors are
In this way, you can become an emperor and empress, but it would be a bit dangerous to continue like this, and the road will not be long..."
"Some people have said the same thing as you. It's not that I don't understand, but disaster is imminent. I need strength to fight against the enemy. This is not an option for me at all..."
"I understand, so my proposal is, if you would rather drink poison to quench your thirst, but also want to increase your strength, then tell me the royal mental method you have practiced, and then give me the Golden Wing Sword, and I will be sure to help you on the current basis.
.Increase the power by 50%... Of course, whether you can still hold it by then is your own business. The Weapon Master helps the strong become stronger, not the weak to realize their dreams."
Meng Yan spoke in an understatement, but Chi Sheyue was extremely shocked, "You, you are a master craftsman? How could you still..."
"Hey, I said before that when I was wandering in the East to make a living, I came into contact with a lot of things. I did a lot of miscellaneous work. I also learned a lot of things. Isn't that surprising?"
"Yes, but I thought you just shined people's shoes, took out shit, performed on the streets, and barked at thieves. I never thought you had such high-end skills."
Chi Sheyue said in shock: "If you are as capable as you say, you should be treated as a guest wherever you go. As far as I know, even the top craftsmen of the Yi family dare not say that they will help others."
The power of the weapon is increased by 50%..."
"How can those natives from remote areas compare with me? You underestimate my wandering life."
"you……"
Listening to Chi Sheyue's voice and looking at the astonished look, Meng Yan did feel a sense of relief, especially since he still looked unmoved and calm, as if all this was just insignificant.
It's a small thing, which doubles the excitement.
'I never thought that doing this kind of thing would be addictive? Is this the legendary pretense? It really does give you the same pleasure as taking drugs.'
'...Master, at that moment, your mental level dropped by 24 percent.'
'Stop arguing, let me continue to pretend for a while...'
Just as he raised his expression, Meng Yan turned around and said, "Whether you want it or not, you decide for yourself. If you refuse... then at least it won't be my loss."
"I want to think about it. Your proposal is very attractive, but our clan's mental methods cannot be spread casually..."
"Don't you think that I want to deceive you?"
Meng Yan seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the corner of his mouth was full of teasing. Seeing Chi Sheyue, he was even more frightened. The more he came into contact with him, the more he felt that this person was unfathomable. His thinking and methods were all unpredictable, so he rushed to kill him.
He would never feel intimidated by thousands of troops, but... facing this man, he would be startled from time to time. This kind of thing had never happened before.
Perhaps...this complex fear is called the unknown...
"I don't understand, since you are so capable, why do you still wander around? I mean..."
"Do you think I am willing? If it weren't for my stinky dad, I would..."
Speaking of this, Meng Yan also became upset. If it weren't for his father's mess, why would he be in such trouble? And get involved in a lot of trouble?
"I know how you feel."
Surprisingly, Chi Sheyue didn't ask any more questions, but sat down on the grass next to Meng Yan and said: "I understand this emotion towards my father. I also love my father very much. For him, I am willing to do anything. Inheritance
His ideal is to carry out everything he hopes for. Although it has caused a lot of trouble, but... I don't regret it. Yesterday you said you came to see your father. I am willing to believe you, because no one will take advantage of his father.
Come and lie."
"Uh...are you really sure not?"
Meng Yan wanted to say something, but when he reached his lips, he stopped himself. This woman's speech was obviously not based on rationality, but on emotion. What he said on this point was redundant.
"It seems... you have a good father who is much more responsible than my old man..."
"He is so irresponsible. He promised to take us with him to build an ideal home for everyone to live and work in peace and contentment. But... he abandoned us so early..."
It seemed that because she had drunk just now, Chi Sheyue felt particularly emotional when talking about sad things.
"When we first came to this land, the original lord here, because of his perverse behavior, made people angry and ordered the Yi family to exterminate them. After that, it remained vacant for more than a hundred years and turned into a wasteland. The Yi family allocated this land to us.
My father brought his tribe here to open up wasteland, starting from nothing, building it up bit by bit, and slowly the people came to rely on it..."
Thinking of that difficult childhood, Chi Sheyue showed a nostalgic expression, with tears shining in her eyes. Meng Yan watched quietly, wondering whether the tears were because of the hard life? Or were they based on the longing for the deceased relatives?
'However, this eldest lady has such a fierce personality. It is so easy to talk about her concerns in front of strangers whom she has not known for a long time. Even if she drinks, she will not...'
'Master, not necessarily. Some things can only be said in front of strangers, but cannot be said in front of one's own people. Strangers have no interests, but they have to hold on in front of one's own people, and the only way to do it is to knock out your teeth.
And Xuetun, especially with such a strong personality...'
'Well, what you said makes sense.'
As Meng Yan was talking, someone suddenly walked out of the village, which caught his attention. His eyes were like hawks, but in the end the two people only patrolled the outside of the village for half a circle, then went back and never strayed far away.
"Tsk, I actually went back..."
"You stayed here for half a night, so what did you do?" Chi Sheyue's voice turned cold, "I treat my subjects with care, they are like my family, and they will never betray me!"
"...Yes, this really scares me." Meng Yan shook his head, "I have no choice but to rely on artistic processing now." (To be continued...)