across mountains and seas

On the sea boat, Liuxi lifted the strings and looked in the direction of Jing Lan, until she could no longer see the outline of Wang Haidu, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was quite unexpected that Jing Lan agreed with her to go on another adventure tonight.

She has no foot injuries on weekdays, and with her good sword skills all the way, Jing Lan is definitely not her opponent.But tonight was different, Jing Lan could obviously play with his temper and force her to stay, but Jing Lan didn't, and just said two or three fierce words like bickering.

Jing Lan suddenly didn't play cards according to the routine, but Liu Xi was a little unsteady.

"Young Madam." A guard came over and respectfully bowed to Liu Xi, "The sea breeze is cool, let's take a rest in the advanced cabin."

Liu Xi was slightly startled, and after seeing the guard's face clearly, she couldn't help chuckling and said, "So it's Uncle Jiu."

Uncle Jing Jiu said with a smile: "Young Master's order, I dare not disobey."

Liu Xi was stunned, no wonder Jing Lan was willing to let her go, it turned out that the manpower had been arranged long ago.

"What else did Ah Lan explain?" Liu Xi was quite curious.

Uncle Jing Jiu clasped his fists and lowered his head slightly, "First, protect the Young Madam and Miss Shen; second, take care of the brothers on the boat and never risk their lives; third, in case of any danger, listen to the Young Madam."

Liu Xi nodded slightly, "Alan has indeed grown up."

Uncle Jing Jiu heard the approval in Liu Xi's tone, and he also praised: "I also think that the young master is getting better and better."

"She will definitely be better." Liu Xi chuckled knowingly, she could already look forward to Ri Jinglan's demeanor standing proudly in Dongfuzhou.As long as this battle can be won, as long as Dongjing Sect is given some more time, with Dongfuzhou as a base, Liuxi can plan for Jing Lan to conquer Kyushu and end this troubled world.

Uncle Jing Jiu said with a sigh: "It will definitely."

"Yes!" Shen Jiangli on the side also nodded triumphantly.

Liu Xi smiled hoarsely, "Sister, we all listen to Uncle Nine and go to the cabin to rest."

"Okay, okay." Shen Jiangli took Liu Xi's arm, and carefully supported Liu Xi to the inner cabin.

Uncle Jing Jiu watched Liu Xi walk into the inner cabin, and felt it was a pity.

If the Eldest Prince hadn't died young, and the Eldest Young Madam would be there to help, the future of the Donghai Clan would surely be bright.

At the same time, Jing's Haicheng.

Jing Lan fell on the bed, tossing and turning, as soon as she closed her eyes, Liu Xi's injured foot came to mind.

"Annoying!"

Jing Lan simply sat up, the more she thought about it, the more she regretted letting Liu Xi mess around this time.

After a while, she seemed to have thought of something, and immediately put on her clothes and got out of bed. After getting dressed, she walked all the way to the [Cast Soldiers Terrace] under the clear moonlight.

Mineral water has been smelted for many days, and it should be usable now.

Just as Jing Lan walked up to the [Bing Casting Terrace], she saw the fourth elder brother Jing Huan leading two men casting soldiers to add charcoal to the fire.

"Xiao Wu, you came at a good time! Come and help me!" Jing Huan was sweating profusely from the heat. He was only wearing a jacket, which was already soaked in sweat.

Jing Lan stepped forward quickly, "What's wrong with the mineral water?"

Jing Huan said seriously: "It's almost ready, and this furnace of mineral water can be used to cast soldiers. I want to surprise my sister-in-law!" As he said, he laughed triumphantly, "I'll make a knife for her tomorrow, and give it to her Happy happy!"

Jing Lan smiled, "Did the fourth brother design the blueprint?"

"Yes!" Jing Huan nodded excitedly, and put the shovel in Jing Lan's hand, "Xiao Wu, you continue to add charcoal, and I'll show you the blueprint!"

"Okay." Jing Lan smiled.

Jing Lan added enough charcoal to the fire, and after confirming the color of the mineral water, Jing Huan happily walked over with the blueprint.

Jing Lan ordered the two men who cast the soldiers to watch the fire carefully, and then followed Jing Huan to the forging table. By the light of the candles above, she could clearly see the willow-leaf scimitar that Jing Huan designed for Liu Xi.

The shape is [-]% similar to that of Jingyue, but the knife edge is made of horizontal knife technique, and there are three ring eyes on the back of the knife, which looks less soft and more murderous.

This knife is not bad for ordinary reckless people, but if it is for Liu Xi.

Jing Lan thought about it for a moment, Liu Xi's body shape matched with this knife felt abrupt no matter what.

"It looks good!" Jing Huan was very proud, "Last time I said that the sword should be called Sha Sifang! Unfortunately, you don't like it, so you insisted on calling it Ningguang. This time, I will call it Sha Sifang! Sister-in-law You will definitely like this knife!"

"Fourth brother, are you sure?" Jing Lan asked with a smile.

Jing Huan nodded firmly, "Sure!"

"Fourth son, the mineral water is just right at this time, but should it be poured into the knife mold?" the man who cast the soldiers asked suddenly.

Jing Huan said happily: "Fall! Fall quickly!" As he spoke, he picked up the iron hammer for casting weapons, as if he couldn't wait.

"Pour one more knife model." Jing Lan said with a smile, "I also want to make a knife."

"Yes, young master." The two casters brought the knife mold and began to pour mineral water.

Jing Huan looked sideways at Jing Lan in surprise, "Xiao Wu, do you want to give your sister-in-law a knife too?"

"Who wants to give her away?" Jing Lan suppressed her smile.

Jing Huan was puzzled, "Then why are you thinking about fighting with a knife?"

"I just don't want to owe her anything. Her frightening moon fell on Longling, so I'll just pay her back." Jing Lan got up with an iron hammer as she said.

Jing Huan couldn't help laughing and reminded: "Xiao Wu, don't make the knife too thin, otherwise the shape of the knife is too soft and looks good, but it doesn't have murderous looks. My sister-in-law will definitely not like it."

"Really?" Jing Lan didn't believe it.

"You don't believe what Brother Si said?" Jing Huan knew Jing Lan's awkward temper best, and he grabbed Jing Lan's shoulder, "Xiao Wu, why don't we compare, sister-in-law prefers my Sha Sifang, or yours?" ..." It was only then that he realized that Jing Lan didn't have any blueprints at all, and he didn't even think about the name of the knife, "What name do you plan to give the knife?"

Jing Lan was startled, and she couldn't think of a good name for a while.

"How about, mine is called Sha Sifang, and yours is called Tu Tianxia?" Jing Huan thought of a good name for Jing Lan.

Jing Lan frowned, and secretly said, "It's ugly."

Jing Huanle was among them, rolled his eyes, and thought of a name, "Jiao'e is fine!"

"..."

Jing Lan patted Jing Huan's hand on her shoulder, "Fourth brother, you hit your knife, I'll hit mine, hit it first and then talk."

"Okay!" Jing Huan still didn't believe it. His sister-in-law didn't like the "Killing Quartet" he designed with so much effort.

Jing Lan smiled dumbly, it was strange that Liu Xi would like it.

The mineral water was poured into the mould, and after waiting for half an hour, it gradually cooled and condensed.

Jing Huan is on the left, Jing Lan is on the right, each with a casting table.

Jing Huan glanced at Jing Lan's neatly dressed clothes, "Xiao Wu, don't you take off your outer clothes?"

"No need." Jing Lan finished speaking in a hurry, picked up the iron pliers with her left hand, took out the prototype knife blank from the knife mold, put it on the iron platform, swung the iron hammer with her right hand, and smashed it hard Knife embryo.

Seeing Jing Lan hitting hard, how could Jing Huan be slower than others?

Two men who cast soldiers were waiting on the side, changing cold water and hammers, they were very busy.

Originally, Jing Lan thought that if she came here to focus on forging knives, there would be less Liuxi in her mind, but after hammering and hammering, she found that she seemed to have overestimated her concentration.

The knife was made by Liu Xi, and he made a bet with the fourth brother to forge a knife that Liu Xi likes.

With these two layers of thought, how could Jing Lan ignore the concern for Liu Xi in her heart?

In the previous life, Jingyue penetrated her heart, and in this life, Liu Xi penetrated into her heart.

What a... trouble.

At this moment, Jing Lan was indeed focused, but not the knife she was beating.

Will Liu Xi at this moment think of her as much as she does?

When this thought suddenly came to mind, Jing Lan panicked, and the iron hammer smashed the blade sideways, creating a thin and concave edge.

Jing Huan smiled and said, "Xiao Wu, what are you smashing? How can there be a knife like this?"

"Fourth brother, don't laugh at me!" Jing Lan retorted sternly, "I just started, and I haven't figured out how to use this knife yet. Just wait and see, I must be using a good knife!"

"Okay, I'll wait and see!" Jing Huan suppressed a smile and continued to cast his own "Killing Quartet".

Don't think about it anymore, don't think about Liuxi anymore!

Jing Lan warned herself several times, and finally she was able to concentrate, and smashed the flattened blade back to the blade.

At first she didn't know what kind of knife she wanted to make, but now the moonlight was pouring down from the eaves like water, she stared blankly at the moonlight for a while, and suddenly smiled knowingly.

That's it!

Jing Huan secretly glanced at Jing Lan's side, watching that the blade under her hand gradually had a difference between the back and the blade. The blade was about two fingers wide, and the blade was as long as an arm. The shape was quite different from Jingyue's.

"It's ok, Xiao Wu! The art of casting soldiers has improved a lot!" Jing Huan couldn't help but praise.

Jing Lan raised her head and smiled lightly: "Fourth brother, you're not bad." As she spoke, she glanced at the fourth brother's "Killing Sifang", and the shape of the knife was basically cast.

"That's it!" The fourth brother laughed.

Jing Lan, because of her disguise since she was a child, is most afraid of coming to this casting platform.The fire here is not extinguished all year round, even in winter, the men who cast weapons cannot wear thick clothes.

After just playing for half an hour, Jing Lan felt that the clothes on her back were soaked and sticky to her body, making her very uncomfortable.

But she couldn't take off her clothes.

"Little Wu, don't hold back, your small body is nothing to hide!" Jing Huan tilted his head and teased Jing Lan, "My brother, it's nothing to look at!"

Jing Lan glared at Jing Huan, "I still feel cold!" After speaking, he picked up the cast knife, stuffed it into the fire and burned it again, and then put it in cold water to quench it.

Jing Huan also made up his form, followed him, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Wu, are you hypocritical?"

"..." Jing Lan frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about, fourth brother?"

"We are young and young, and I feel hot. How can you feel cold?" Jing Huan looked at Jing Lan's face with concern while quenching the heat, his face was flushed, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat, " No, when the knife is ready, I will definitely take you to Mr. Hai to grab the medicine and supplement it!"

Jing Lan raised her eyebrows, "I'm fine!" After finishing speaking, he put the knife into the fire again and burned it red again.

Jing Huan gave the two men who cast soldiers not far away a wink, and the two took a few steps back knowingly.

He still lowered his voice and said: "Xiao Wu, if you don't make up now, there will be big troubles when you get married in the future."

"What's going to happen?" Jing Lan gave Jing Huan another look.

Jing Huan looked serious, "If you can't have a baby in the future, you will be laughed at by your siblings."

"Fourth brother!" Jing Lan was ashamed and angry, "Where did you learn all this?"

Jing Huan was excited now, "It's in the script!" As he said, he turned Jing Lan a little, "Xiao Wu, you are not young anymore, you can read it!"

"No! Look!" Jing Lan turned her face away, and finally tempered the knife again. After it was red-hot again, she returned to the casting table with the knife in her arms, and continued to hammer with her head down.

Jing Huan looked at the knives in the fire, and before they turned red, he approached Jing Lan with a smile, "There is Yan Ruyu in the book, Xiao Wu, you really don't want to read it?"

"Don't look!" Jing Lan felt her cheeks burning, and reminded the fourth brother, "It's been burned for too long, it's easy to be brittle, the fourth brother should go and look at it!"

Jing Huan glanced at Jing Lan worriedly, no, if my younger brother doesn't understand these things, he will live like a wooden man.With this in mind, Jing Huan already thought about what to do next?

The author has something to say: Jing Lan: It's agreed to cast a knife!Fourth brother, why are you like this!

Jing Huan: I'm not worried about you!

Jing Lan: I just don’t watch it!

Jing Huan: Anyway, I have a brilliant idea~