"The little marquis and Lord Lu made an appointment to come, there must be something wrong." Ouyang Mingyue asked with his head bowed.

"There's nothing else. Brother Lu wants to see the famous Mingjian Villa, which is famous all over the world. I happen to have time, so I bring him here to see it."

"Young Marquis, don't keep it a secret. Look, let's talk about the main business first."

"You are so boring!" Chen Ling sneered, "I heard that your brother drowned half a month ago? Come and persuade you to mourn."

"If I can have the interest in singing today, where does the abyss come from?" Ouyang Mingyue smiled without any pretentiousness, "Oh, I understand. Are you here to ask me what the death of my elder brother has to do with Mingjian Villa, right?

Although Mingjian Villa hopes that he will die sooner, as long as he does not die, Mingjian Villa will not touch a hair. You two should not have any doubts.

We also investigated that half a month ago, my elder brother stole a glass horse from his house and then made 300 taels of silver at the Datong pawnshop. Then he went to the casino.

However, my brother had good luck in gambling that day, and he won 5,000 taels at once. Then he waved his hand and asked the gambler at the same table to go to Guixianglou to drink flower wine. He drank it until late at night.

After that, no one saw my elder brother again, until he was discovered in the Jinling River three days later. I also asked those gamblers, especially the one who lost 3,000 taels.

But you have also heard of that person, he is the young master of Yangqi Business. Three thousand taels of silver is a drop in the bucket for others and it is not worth killing for this.

After the body was salvaged, although the silver notes on my elder brother were soaked, they were not lost. Therefore, some people may have the intention to find money.

So, I think it was my elder brother who fell into the water after getting drunk. If you still want to check it, just go and check it."

"I wonder if Mr. Mingyue knew that there was a Mongolian Academy on the banks of the Jinling River that caught fire last night?"

"I heard that Mr. Qinghe heard that he is a good person!"

"The news of Mr. Mingyue is so well-informed. Something happened in Jinling City last night can't be hidden from Mr. Mingyue's eyes and ears?"

"What does Lord Lu mean?" Ouyang Mingyue looked at Lu Sheng with a smile, and his words were not as close as before.

"Young Master Mingyue, don't get me wrong. You can even know about the small fire in Jinling City so quickly, but you only know about the death of my elder brother after being sent to the charity village. It feels a bit unreasonable."

"It's very simple. I don't care about my elder brother's life or death. The only relationship I have with him is that I call him a father. As for the reason why I know the fire in Qingfeng Materia Medica, it's even simpler. Because last night, I was on that pleasure boat.

When Miss Qiuhe reminded you, she was snuggling in my arms. I wonder if Lord Lu is satisfied with this answer?"

"Satisfied! I don't want the unparalleled young master Ouyang Mingyue to have any involvement in this matter."

"Okay, since the main business has been finished, let's take a look at the famous swords created by Mingjian Villa in the past year.

I see, Lord Lu, you are a sword-loving person. I think you are a sword-loving person. If you have any interest, just take it."

"I already have a sword."

"Mr. Lu should not say it too early, and then talk about it after reading it."

Ouyang Mingyue is very beautiful and her smile on her face is also very sunny. But for some reason, Lu Sheng was inexplicably repulsed by him. It was not because of his previous women's clothing that Lu Sheng felt that this person was a bit fake.

No matter how sunny the smile is, it is hard to hide the gloomy breath on his body.

Lu Sheng and the other two were brought to Jian Pavilion by Ouyang Mingyue. The display of Jian Pavilion was all high-quality swords created by Mingjian Villa.

As soon as he stepped into the sword pavilion, Lu Sheng felt the cold sword energy emitted from it. A good sword is not just sharp enough. A sword also has life, and life is the soul of the sword-casting master injected into the sword.

"Some swords are like dead silence after being released. These swords can only be ordinary swords, and they can only be used as weapons for fighting among the people in the martial arts world.

Some swords show their unique style at the moment they are released. The sword light is huge and the sword energy is ubiquitous. This kind of sword is not only a famous sword, but also a unique sword in the world.

There is also a kind of sword that is made up by the sword-casting master's life-long efforts. Although it is a dead object, it has ideas. This kind of sword can choose its master and serve it. This sword will not serve the two masters in one lifetime.

There is also a kind of sword that is born with strange phenomena in the world. When it is born, the sky and the earth change color, either the sun and the moon shine together, the colorful clouds float, or the lightning and thunder. This is a worldly magic weapon.

According to legend, the Dragon Sword was born, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color and dark clouds rolled, and a golden dragon fell from the sky and crashed into the Dragon Sword. Afterwards, the Dragon Sword emitted thousands of lights.

The sword body is golden, and the dragon scale pattern appears in the walls."

When Ouyang Mingyue talked about the differences between various swords, she was passionate and passionate in her eyebrows made Lu Sheng suddenly change his mind about this person.

This is a sword lover, and a man who is crazy about swords.

"A total of 72 famous swords are listed here, all of which are from my own hands. But no matter what, I cannot create a divine weapon that can have thoughts, let alone those divine swords that are not worldly."

"The divine weapons are all born in response to the fortune of heaven and earth. Every time they are born, it must be the time of great changes in heaven and earth. This is the number of heaven and not within reach of manpower. But if you say that Mingjian Villa cannot create a thoughtful divine weapon, I don't believe it.

Didn’t the two famous swords of the Fire Li Sword and the Ice Soul Sword create two peerless geniuses of the Southern Sword God and the North Sword Immortal? I remember these two magic weapons were given to Liu Qingyun and Bu Feiyan three years ago, right?”

"Yes, but these two swords were not made by me, and I still can't let it go. Lord Lu, you are also a sword-user, do you have any interest?"

Lu Sheng looked around and said that these swords were really excellent. Lu Sheng was sure that if any swordsman changed to come to Jiange, he would probably hold these swords and love them all for himself.

But these swords are not very attractive to Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng slowly raised the sword in his hand, "I already have it."

"Huh? Lord Lu, can you show me your sword?" Suddenly, Ouyang Mingyue seemed to have discovered the extraordinaryness of Lu Shenghan's iron sword and said enthusiastically.

Lu Sheng thought about it and handed the sword to Ouyang Mingyue and was appreciated by the sword-casting master. It was also an elegant thing.

Ouyang Ming pulled out the cold iron sword and looked at it carefully. He looked at it very seriously, even inch by inch, and every pattern and carving were very slow.

"The material of this sword is just ordinary cold iron, but the sword-caster who created this sword made me scared. The sword body is two and a half fingers, and the sword length is three feet three, which is not bad at all. The sword weighs seven kilograms and two liang, and the sword body is straight without any twist.

Such skills have reached an inhuman state.

Although the sword is cold and iron, it has truly been tempered and tempered, so it can be used to combine hardness and softness. Lord Lu, who was cast by this sword, and why is there no such name on the sword?"

"I don't know either, I just know he is an old man."

"Then, does this sword have a name?"

"Cold Iron Sword!"

"Cold Iron Sword? That's that simple?" Ouyang Mingyue shouted in surprise, but suddenly seemed to have awakened in an instant.

He pulled out a famous sword beside him and slashed at Han Tiejian hard. Lu Sheng frowned slightly, but he was not worried about whether there would be any problems with his sword.

The cold iron sword rewarded by the Punishment Order has its own wear. At present, the wear rate of the cold iron sword is zero. According to the setting, this cold iron sword is invincible. Even if it comes to use the magic weapon, Lu Sheng dares to fight head-on.

"when--"

Unexpectedly, the famous sword broke into two pieces under the Han Iron Sword's military edge.

Ouyang Mingyue looked at the famous sword that was broken into two pieces, and a deep sadness suddenly appeared on her face.

"Hahaha...Famous Sword? It turns out that the famous sword I made is still a broken iron..."

"Young Master Mingyue doesn't need to worry about it. The old man who created my sword told me that in this world, there is no one who can cut this sword. Whether it is a famous sword or a divine weapon, it is the same."

"I really want to know who the old man you mentioned is?"

"But I really don't know."

It was already dusk when I returned from Mingjian Villa. Although Lu Sheng did not need the sword from Mingjian Villa, Lu Li did not have a good sword at his hand. So in the end, Lu Li took Qiushui and went home.

These swords are actually very good. They can be beaten with ordinary swords and swords rewarded by the evil order, and they will continue to see the ghost. Any sword in the sword pavilion can be sold at a sky-high price if you take it out.

Lu Li was in a good mood, and Shen Ling looked better than Lu Li. Especially when he saw Ouyang Mingyue being hit hard, the smile on his face was like a fox who hadn't eaten chicken for eight hundred years.

As soon as he stepped into Xuantian Mansion, Shen Ling shouted in a sharp voice, "Duan Fei, Huo Tian, ​​Fatty, Shi Tou, let's go, I'll be the host tonight and go out for a meal."

Liang Yongren rubbed his eyes and poked his head out of the door, "Why are you going to eat again after just finishing your meal?"

"You slept alone until now, and you've been sleeping for an afternoon." Duan Fei patted Liang Yongren's stomach and smiled.

"Hey, Lu Sheng, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking?" Shen Ling patted Lu Sheng on the shoulder.

"That Ouyang Mingyue gave me a strange feeling. I always think he is fake. I don't like him."

"The hero has similar views, and he is worthy of being my brother. Actually, I don't like him either. Let me tell you a secret. Do you know why he sings today? And his makeup is different from other actors?"

"have no idea!"

"He is a bit perverted and is particularly obsessed with a woman, and this woman is his biological mother. You say, should I avoid such a person?"

"Mother Oedipus?" Lu Sheng asked in surprise, "The makeup he painted today is...it's not his mother, right?"

"Yes, it's what his mother looked like before her death. When he was about ten years old, his mother had an affair with another man that alarmed Jinling. His father was directly angry to death, and his mother died not long afterwards. Since then, I feel that this guy has changed and becomes less and less like a human."

"Sure enough, behind every pervert, there is an unknown story."

"I won't talk about him anymore. If you say too much, it will affect your appetite. This person is more good at pretending, otherwise, the name of Wushuang's young master should be mine."

"This is the real reason why you hate him, right?" Lu Sheng said with a teasing smile.
Chapter completed!