For several days, the brisk footsteps of the disciples when they first came to the Northern Desert could not be heard around Tiankeju. Instead, they moved like the wind one by one, showing anxiety in every move. None of the disciples mentioned their original lofty ideals again.
Focusing on the things at hand, even when walking and meeting each other, you can only say hello in a hurry.
No one has time for small talk, and no one has the inclination to do so.
The large group of troops sent out earlier, without even looking at the shadow of the descendants of the Northern Desert, encountered an unknown wind and sand. The yellow sand rolled in and covered the sky. Those who ran fast left their mouths full of dust and picked up the dust.
However, those who moved a little slower were swept away by the strong wind to an unknown place, and were thrown to the ground with no bones left.
This time, people like Tiankeju didn't even understand what the legendary disciples of Gongshujia looked like. Instead, they lost many people for no reason, and then had to rest and recuperate to wait for time.
On the other side, the three people traveling secretly led by An Ge were also not optimistic. First, Nan Jiayou, who secretly ran out and followed the three people, fell into the trap of the traitor and was injured half to death during the siege;
Ren Siyuan, the second disciple of Tian Ke Ju, has also disappeared for several days. Ruo Dong didn't say anything, but no one could tell that Mr. Ren had been anxious about his disciple's whereabouts for several days in a row?
As for the fact that General Nan ran out quietly, it was only after Ruo Dong that he found out. As for why he followed the three people, no one could guess whether Qingqing asked or Jiayou said.
Forget it, as the general of West Lake, Nan Jiayou was injured because he fought with more than a dozen Northern Desert men with one man. Even if he did not have any credit for turning the tide, he still established a prestige for West Lake and did not lose face for Tiankeju.
It was only later that Qing Qing realized that Mr. Ruo had mobilized all his troops to treat Nan Jiayou's injuries. It was probably for this reason - to give the soldiers of the West Lake, especially those in the Northern Desert who were waiting to see the excitement - West Lake
A general who would rather die than surrender when one is against ten is not a vegetarian.
But this time, Mr. Ruo used the excuse of "taking care of General Nan" to keep Qingqing in Tiankeju's camp to guard him. Seeing the people around him walking in a hurry and making their own preparations, Qingqing didn't know why, but he actually felt something in his heart.
Feeling a little disappointed.
When an older disciple saw Qing Qing idle, he walked over with his chin held high, holding a large handful of long swords covered with dust in Qing Qing's arms, and arrogantly asked Qing Qing to clean them all.
Clean. Seeing this, Qingqing didn't say anything. He carried the swords to the water's edge and wiped the dust stains on the scabbards bit by bit with a thin handkerchief soaked in water.
With a thought in his heart, he picked up one at random and pulled out the blade inside with a "swish" sound. The sharp iron looked quite cold under the sun, which made Qing Qing couldn't help but shudder and praised in his heart.
:
"What a great sword!"
In addition to the dust on the surface that needs to be wiped off with clean water, if there is rust on the sword edge, a thin layer of sword oil should also be applied. Otherwise, when the blade falls, it is very likely that not only will it fail to chop off the enemy's head, but it will be hit.
The enemy saw the flaw and ended up with his head missing.
In particular, the long knives in the Northern Desert are all made of fine steel and should not be underestimated.
No matter what technique it is, these two magic weapons are going head-to-head together. Just thinking about it makes one's blood boil. Qingqing raised a sword and looked at the tip of the sword pointed at the rising sun. The entire sword body was illuminated by the morning light.
Underneath it became completely snow-white, like a sleeping and awakening flamingo. At this time, the whole body was emitting a dazzling light. Qingqing couldn't help but lift up her sleeves and cover them slightly in front of her eyes, listening to the buzzing deep in the sword's edge.
In the palm of your hand.
"What are you looking at? You're so fascinated." An Ge didn't know when he came closer, but Qing Qing was startled. When he turned around, he saw An Shaoxia sitting directly opposite him, picking up the sheath of another sword and wiping it.
Get up. Qingqing shook his head, sat down again and said: "Just looking at this sword iron. After staying in West Lake for so many years, every time I see Tian Keju's sword, I still can't help but be obsessed with it... Speaking of
This, senior sister..."
When Qing Qing said this, he calmly picked up the other one and quietly moved closer: "Who in Tianke Juli is so powerful that he can forge such a sharp sword?" An Ge turned his head and said,
After thinking for a while, he also whispered:
"Probably, it's the old man from the Hua family who has been living in the southeast corner of Tiankeju."
"Father of the Hua family?" After thinking for a while, Qingqing seemed to have never heard of this person's name, "Who is this person?"
"This man's origin is too early. If you want to know, you have to ask Mr.... Ever since I met the old man, I have never heard him speak. He always lies on a bamboo chair swaying, eyes wide.
Look at the sky and ignore whoever you see." After hearing this, Qing Qing was even more curious: "How can you forge a sword when you look at the sky with both eyes?"
"At such an old age, Mr. Hua, how can there be any reason to do it by himself? Several apprentices have long been apprenticed and have been forging swords under Mr. Ruo for more than ten years... In other words, no one knows how Mr. Ruo made such a skilled craftsman.
I received it from Tian Keju, and I just sometimes listened to others chatting. It seems that this old man also presented a sword to Emperor Wenkang back then..."
It turned out that this man was so old. Qing Qing secretly thought that if he had met Emperor Wen Kang, he would probably be far more than an octogenarian. He was probably in his prime years. He was secretly lost in thought when he suddenly felt
With a chill on his face, An Ge shook the water in front of his eyes, and then smiled and said: "You are always like this, why do you get lost in thought when you talk? What were you thinking about just now?"
"nothing."
"You don't want to get to know that old man, do you?" An Ge lowered his head, put the sword-oiled blade back into its sheath with a swipe, and looked around with satisfaction before throwing it away again.
He went to the pile of swords and said, "I advise you not to entertain such an idea. The old man ignores everyone and even the husband avoids him. What are you going to do?"
"Is that so..." Qingqing lowered her head, as if she was still thinking, but said nothing.
The two of them each cleaned up the long swords at their hands. It didn't take long to see that the dusty and rusty outer sheaths and the inner blades were all sharp and brand new. It was just that the two of them were concentrating on what they were doing, and no one was interested.
I didn't notice that the disciples coming and going kept casting strange glances——
Disciple Dangtang Tiankeju, I don’t know what happened today, but he went to do the lowest chores!
Not to mention the people who passed by and glanced at him, even the disciple who just threw a large handful of heavy swords to Qing Qing, his face was turning red and white at this moment, and he felt that the senior sister was making a big fuss.
After all, the disciples of Tiankeju are not ranked by age, but by the order in which they entered the sect——
Those who surrendered in middle age are naturally inferior to Ange who became Mr. Ruo's apprentice when he was still in his infancy. Regardless of whether he is convinced or not, he must call this young girl senior sister.
On this side, regardless of whether he heard it or not, An Ge pretended not to hear anything. He lowered his head and flicked his handkerchief on the scabbard. Qingqing, on the other hand, couldn't hold his breath for a while. After a long time, he saw that the surroundings were gradually changing.
There was no one around, so he raised his eyes and cast a strange look at An Ge:
"Sister, everyone around you has been looking at you for a long time."
"Are they looking at me or you?"
"No matter who you are looking at, why are you suddenly in such a leisurely mood today to clean your sword?" As soon as the question came out, Qingqing seemed to understand something, "Sister An, don't you have something important to say to your disciples?
"
Upon hearing this, An Ge raised his head and grinned: "It's not an important matter."
Qingqing couldn't help rolling her eyes: "What is that?"
"Although it's not an important matter, I do have to come to you and tell you - if your General Nan hears it, things will be difficult to handle." After hearing this, Qingqing curled her lips and said, "I'm really bothering you, Senior Sister.
Under the sun, I chatted nonsense with my disciples about old man Hua!"
"Then I said, you can't be angry?"
"I am not angry."
"You and General Nan, these days..."
"Respect each other as guests."
Hearing this, An Ge couldn't help but smile bitterly - this word was not used in such a random way. But it was not that An Ge didn't understand what Qing Qing meant, so he lowered his head and handed over a sharp blade coated with ordinary sword oil: "Now,
I don’t have enough here.” The moment Qing Qing took over the sword, An Ge suddenly said: “Sir, I want you and General Nan to go on a separate trip tomorrow.”
Qingqing gently touched the cold sword body with his fingers and said: "Okay."
"Why don't you ask why?"
"If you ask me, I must have taken advantage of you and Bei Mo to go out and get Ren Siyuan back before the decisive battle. You want to see the person alive, and you want to see the corpse if you die - right?"
After hearing this, An Ge was stunned for a moment, stopped what he was doing, and then nodded and said, "Yes, that's exactly it."
There was a moment of embarrassment in the air, and An Ge seemed slightly at a loss. He picked up and put down the handkerchief and scabbard in his hand. Qingqing raised his head and smiled brightly: "Such a big thing, isn't it a big thing? What if it wasn't?
Be careful, there is not one life, but three corpses."
"Shh!" An Ge quickly made a silent gesture, "Don't say such unlucky words before going out."
"What does the senior sister want to ask? Even if the senior sister doesn't say it, the disciple can probably guess it." Qing Qing shook his head and fiercely slammed the newcomer who had greased the sword back into the scabbard.
Go, "Sister, don't worry, this time, I promise to let Nan Jiayou come back safely. I will not kill him, nor will I let others touch a hair of his hair. As for what happened in the Northern Desert before -"
"Only the descendants of the Linghu family know. But now, all Linghu's disciples are dead."
Hearing these words, An Shaoxia was shocked. He felt that such earth-shattering words were even more breathtaking when Qingqing Yun Danfeng said them lightly. He couldn't recover for a long time. After hesitating for a long time, An Ge nodded and said
: "That's good. If you say that, sir, you can feel relieved. Actually..."
As soon as An Ge opened his mouth, he stopped talking.
Qingqing raised her head from the water all over her body and said with a smile: "Sister, when did you become hesitant to speak?" Gritting his teeth, An Ge said in a low voice and quickly as if he was determined to do so: "
If you don't like General Nan, you don't have to be so reluctant. If your husband doesn't agree, I'll go and tell him. The big deal is that I'm going to be punished and beaten. Can I kill you or me because of this?"
Unexpectedly, Qingqing lowered his eyes and shook his head silently: "As long as I marry Nan Jiayou, I can keep the Shen family's daughter by my side."
"What the hell!" An Ge finally couldn't bear it any longer and stood up with a cry, "Now the Shen family's daughter is watched by a few of my disciples. When we return to the West Lake, we will take the child out.
I’ll just let you run away far away! Why did you end up like this..."
Speaking of this, An Ge suddenly saw Qing Qing raise her eyes and look towards her. That look was like that of a steady elder, looking at a young and energetic child who had just entered the world, while admiring her courage.
While laughing at her ignorance, Qingqing also moved her lips, but didn't explain anything. She just sighed: