I do research in ancient times

Anyway, little brother Feng had a hard time that night, even the good news he brought back couldn't save him from the pain of flesh and blood.

In the dead of night, little brother Feng bit the corner of the quilt and wept silently. For the hundredth time, he felt that he was probably a picked up orphan, without father, mother, or elder brother, and everyone could bully him.

However, the sadness of young people always comes and goes quickly.

On the second day, Clay, the face-pushing boy, came to the door again, and besides bringing the news that Ning Juzi was about to set off for Jiuling Lake to investigate, he also brought back several horizontal knives of the same style, saying that Juzi was worried that the previous knives had not been delivered, Then I sent a few more.

These horizontal knives are the same size as the previous ones, but the blades are not as sharp and cannot easily cut through thirty armors.But no matter how it is, it is the meticulous masterpiece of the old craftsman of Mo Zong. The average level is about [-] floors.

"Oh, did you find the knife?"

Clay rolled his eyelids, and glanced at Feng Kai's waist.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Feng's shoulders were broad and his legs were long, his back was straight, and his brows and eyes were sharp when he looked at people, which was somewhat similar to that knife's temperament.

If brother Jizi's knife was hanging on the body of an old man with a bucket waist and a big belly, it would be a bit wronged, not as good as this guy.

Of course, the child will not admit that the guy opposite is pleasing to the eye, because that knife is too beautiful. In the future, if Klay grows taller, he will definitely be stronger than this guy named Feng.

Thinking of this, the child became a little jealous, and his tone became more and more impatient.

"I found the knife, do you still want these? Don't let me take them back."

Feng Kai doesn't care.He only cares about the one that Ning Fei made with his own hands, and the rest of the swords are nothing special to him.

This knife was finally named Guanhong, and the golden light of the white blade is like cutting clouds and breaking water, and the air penetrates Changhong.

But he would never refuse the young Juzi's kindness, he nodded and cupped his hands towards the barbarian kid.

"If you have worked hard, I will accept it."

"Please send my regards to Ning Juzi for me. I will visit your lord someday and thank you personally."

Clay nodded without saying much, put down the horizontal knife and left the Dadu Protectorate.

He was still in a hurry to go to Jiuling Lake with little brother Jizi, but he didn't have time to chat with these people.

After sending Clay away, Feng Kai didn't look at the horizontal knife on the ground, picked up the knife box and went to Xiaodi Feng's courtyard.

Brother Feng was sitting in the study in a daze. There was a scroll of letters in front of the desk, and he couldn't read a single word.

Seeing his elder brother coming in, he thought he was here to check his homework, and was so frightened that he immediately took up his pen and ink, but he didn't know what to write.

Feng Kai glanced at his younger brother and threw the knife box in his hand on the ground.

"open to take a look."

Brother Feng didn't understand, but he said, the boss told him to watch, so he would watch it honestly.

Unscrewing the padlock, opening the lid of the box, Xiaodi Feng was stunned for a moment, and then screamed like a prairie marmot.

"Little Jinjin! It's Xiao Jinjin!"

The boy was trembling with joy, his eyes were shining, he jumped up from the ground excitedly, and rushed to his elder brother.

"Boss, how did you snatch so many little Jinjin? Did you lead troops to rob Mo Zong?"

Young Master Feng frowned, feeling that this younger brother really couldn't speak.

"It's not a robbery, it's a gift from Feidi."

"If you pass the school exam this ten days, you can pick one."

The man thought for a while, and Mo Ming added another sentence.

"These are all made by Mo Zong's craftsmen, and the only one I personally made is the Guanhong gifted to me by Feidi."

"People from Mo Zong said that Guan Hong can cut 26 armors, and there are at most [-] of them, but it is still a good knife."

Brother Feng's mind has been confused since he saw Xiao Jinjin, and he can't hear what his elder brother said at all.

Hehehe, a group of horizontal knives lined up, let him pick and choose, pamper him wantonly, Twelve Lang felt that he was so happy that he was about to fly into the sky!

He understood now that he didn't even have to think about brother Xiao Fei's own hand. He hugged the big brother's thigh tightly, and it would be no problem to get along with him.

Look at this dear brother, isn't he still thinking about his fellow brother, and sending him over when he has good things, woo woo woo.

"Brother, which one do you think is better?!"

I heard that there is a Zhanjia 26, but he himself is not sure, because the big brother has a vicious vision.

Feng Kai took out each knife individually, unsheathed the knife and listened to it, and finally chose the dark gray horizontal knife made by Mu Donglai.

"That's it."

"this?"

Brother Feng was a little dissatisfied.

This scabbard has no patterns, and the blade does not have golden patterns like the elder brother's. He is someone who has seen Xiao Jinjin's demeanor. Compared with the two, this one is a bit shabby.

"You can't look at the surface when looking at people and things."

Young Master Feng said in a low voice.

"You can't cut the surface when you look at people and things. This knife is not comparable to Guanhong, but it is also one of the best sharp weapons in this box. It is much better than the two you bought from Xue's family at a high price."

"real?!"

Brother Feng looked at the unpretentious knife in his hand.

"Is it better than Da Cuiyun? Then I'll try!"

As he spoke, he excitedly took off the Da Cuiyun Sword from the wall, pulled out the scabbard with a "clang", and shouted towards the opposite side.

"Brother, let's go to the Martial Arts Arena and let me see how about that knife too?!"

It was rare for the younger brother to take the initiative to ask to be practiced, so naturally Mr. Feng had no objection.

The two brothers came to the Martial Arts Field together, just in time for practice in the afternoon, many brothers in the Feng family were exercising their bodies.

The Feng family has guarded the border for generations, and the men in the family have lessons every day, so they must stay in shape and be ready to go to the battlefield at any time.

Seeing the two of them approaching, the cousins ​​thought that Twelve Lang's misfortune had not been over yet, and that today would continue, and they all looked at him sympathetically.

However, today's Xiaodi Feng is no longer the Twelve Lang of yesterday. Although he was beaten with sticks yesterday, now he is carrying a huge sweet date!Facing these cousins ​​who seemed to be sympathetic but actually took pleasure in their misfortune, Feng Kang chuckled coldly, feeling a secret sense of arrogance in his heart.

Let's laugh, when Xiaoye's Dahei gets his hands, you will know how powerful it is!

The two brothers were used to drills, so they didn't need to say much, and they fought directly when they opened their postures.

After dozens of rounds, Xiaodi Feng gradually fell into a disadvantage, and began to struggle to fight back.

Finally, there was a crisp "clang", and the shattered sword tip threw a high arc, crossed the heads of the crowd, and then penetrated deeply into the soil of the outfield.

All the cousins ​​who watched the bustle felt sorry for him, and they all waited for the bankrupt Twelve Lang to cry like ghosts and howl like wolves. Everyone knew that his Da Cuiyun was very expensive, and he had already spent all of Twelve Lang's private money.

However, Feng Kang's face was flushed, his chest heaved rapidly, he was still holding a half-cut sword in his hand, but his eyes were astonishingly bright.

"Brother, I want this big black!"

Ok? !

All the spectators glanced at each other, and they all felt that Twelve Lang's eyes were wrong!

However, before they figured out the reason, they saw the big cousin put the horizontal knife back in its sheath and shook his head at Twelve Lang.

"It's agreed, if you pass the school exam this ten days, I will give it to you, and..."

Feng Kai suddenly took a few steps closer, lowered his voice and whispered a few words to his younger brother, who made him nod his head repeatedly.

"Okay! Brother, it's a deal! Dahei must keep it for your own brother!"

As he said that, he threw down the broken sword in his hand, and happily began to practice boxing in the martial arts field. He looked like he had drunk half a catty of white wine, and his eyes were shining green.

How can someone be so happy to lose money? Is Twelve Lang crazy? !

Worried about the health of the cousin (cousin), after the eldest cousin left, several older brothers approached Feng Xiaodi to inquire about the situation.

"Twelve Lang, why are you so happy? Don't you want Da Cuiyun?"

"Isn't it too heartbreaking? I don't have enough money, bro, I'll make some for you, remember to pay it back."

"You laughed so hard that my cousin panicked, don't you feel so stupid?"

Hearing this, Brother Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes in an unmanly way.

"Go away! Go away! You are so stupid! I am happy today!"

When he said this, the brothers became even more curious.

"Are you happy? The famous sword bought by your daughter is gone. What are you happy about?"

"What kind of famous sword is that? You really haven't seen it before!"

Brother Feng sprayed a few brothers with his nose.

"Xiaojin... oh no, have you seen my brother's Guanhong? It's the one my dad took the day before yesterday? That's a good thing. Compared with it, Cuiyun is just scrap iron slag!"

"Although my Dahei is not as good as Guanhong, it is still a treasure that can cut off the Longquan sword. Why can't I be happy?!"

Big black?

The brothers looked at each other, and Cousin Jiang asked doubtfully.

"What big black? Where did you get big black?"

"Hey." Brother Feng smiled smugly.

"You just watched it for a long time, didn't you understand anything?"

He tapped his chest with his hand.

"Just the one in my brother's hand, my big black. My brother promised me that as long as I can pass the school exam this ten days, he will give me the big black."

"Master, which time have I failed the school exam?! This time, I'm going to pinch it with my hands!"

ah? !

"Brother, isn't that Guan Hong?"

Cousin Feng Yue wondered.

He saw it right, only Guan Hong was a straight-edged knife, and that shape was so special!

"That's my big black!"

Brother Feng raised his chin high.

"My brother's Guanhong was made by Xiao...Mr. Ning Xiao himself, it pierced thirty armors! This one of mine also came from the same place, but it's just the work of his craftsmen, and they are all first-class. knife!"

When he said this, everyone lowered their heads and thought, and felt that it was not like bragging.

There is a golden line on the blade of the big cousin's Guanhong. When I watched my uncle test the knife before, I could faintly see the golden lightning, which was impressive.

The one just now... well, it's gray, and it really doesn't have a gold thread.

"Didn't you just give it away? Where did the big cousin get it just now?"

Cousin Jiang asked anxiously.

Brother Feng chuckled, with a very awkward expression on his face.

"Mr. Ning Xiao thought Guanhong was lost, so he made up a few craftsman-made ones for my brother. My brother picked the best one for me. If it can cut armor 26, it's a big black!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of cousins ​​scatter like birds and beasts, scrambling to run towards the east courtyard.

Armor-breaking 26 bars! 26 bar!Isn't this a good knife? Do you want to fly into the sky? !

I heard that there are many more at the big cousin, and the first to get the good ones, the fool would not grab it? !

Looking at the backs of the people who quickly disappeared, little brother Feng let out a cold snort, remained motionless, and continued to stride around in the martial arts arena.

Hmph, the best knife in the box has been given to him by the eldest brother!This group of schadenfreudes now try to curry favor with others, but they can only pick up what is left of him. How can they have his prestige!

Hey, the most important thing now is to do the errands assigned by the boss well, and keep Xue San, that coward, so that he won't find out about Mo Zong's actions.

As for the pair of siblings who came over from the Xue family's "study tour", they have been wandering around the city for the past two days.

They seemed to be having fun, but Baihu Suzaku didn't go through the two streets, and preferred to walk around Guancheng.

This route is the only place for their males to enter and leave the camp, and the intention is quite strange.

Thinking of this, Twelve Lang settled down.

Men and women from these aristocratic families have their own minds, so they have to be careful!