Chapter 92 Longyuan Sword

"Fengjun!"

In the middle of the night, a bonfire continued beside the carriage, but at this time, the scene was in chaos.

The middle-aged man was lying on his back next to the fire, leaning on the carriage. His coat was wide open, and the coldness in his heart was strong.

But there is rarely sadness on his face, and there is mostly joy.

There seemed to be a whisper: "I found it, Han Yingtie..."

But when I heard Feng Jun's words, my face changed, and my attitude of confusion and hesitation kept changing.

"Fengjun?" Beside the middle-aged man, the woman dressed in men's clothing covered her lips in surprise and looked at Feng Yun, who was riding a white fox.

The white fox disappeared and the wind fell to the ground.

He looked at the two people next to him in confusion.

"Fengjun, this gentleman fell into Pengli Lake and was hit by the cold air, so he borrowed a bonfire to keep warm." The general stepped forward to explain, with a hint of restraint in his dullness.

This time he overstepped his bounds.

He was a slave and Feng Yun was the master. He made the decision without waiting for the master's orders. If these two people were left behind, wouldn't it be a disservice to Feng Yun if they had differences?

Then he said: "Let's make another bonfire here and sit down with you."

Feng Yun waved his hand.

Because the injured middle-aged man, being supported by the woman dressed as a man, was tremblingly saluting Feng Yun.

"Feng Junan."

The middle-aged man's face was complicated, but the woman dressed in men's clothing looked at Feng Yun with admiration.

"Do you two know me?"

Feng Yun stepped forward and looked into the middle-aged man's mouth. He could tell at a glance that the cold was serious and could not be cured by this bonfire.

"Ahem... Even though I'm away from home, I've heard of Mr. Feng's name."

As he spoke, he said solemnly: "I, Ou Ye, was from the Yue Kingdom earlier, and now from the Yu Yue Kingdom, I am from Juzhang."

Yu Yue?

"Cough cough cough..." Ou Ye's heart became more and more cold. He pulled out a short sword from his waist, handed it to the woman dressed in men's clothing beside him and said: "Light the bonfire and then temper it. I need to lie down on it."

The cold...Mo, be careful of hurting your hands."

Don't nod.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, I'm rude and can't stand for long."

Mo Xian helped Ouye sit down by the fire, and then threw the dagger into the fire.

"I'll lend you the water container sir," Mo said to the general.

The general said he dare not.

He looked at Feng Yun again, Feng Yun was here, he shouldn't make the decision.

"No need to be polite, Miss Mo, just take it yourself."

Mo Nu?

When Gan Jiang heard Feng Yun's statement about Mo Nu's identity, he looked at her in a daze.

He didn't realize she was a woman just now...

Here, Mo is grateful: "Thank you, Mr. Feng."

After that, he took the water container and went to the lake to get water.

Feng Yun then sat by the campfire.

Ouye...Ouyezi?

Mo...Moye?

Will……

Feng Yun looked aside to find a new water container, hoping to boil water for Feng Yun to drink.

People from Yu Qian are famous generals.

In Feng Yun's previous life, he didn't know that these people were born here.

This encounter was quite interesting.

Then, Feng Yun looked at Ou Ye's waist, where there was a sword.

It is not as short as an ordinary sword.

This sword is put in its scabbard. Looking at its length, it is still three feet!

The swords at this time were short because the metal smelted from the ores had little toughness and would break easily if they were too long, so they were mostly daggers...

Seeing Feng Yun staring at the sword on his waist, Ou Ye had a strong sense of pride on his face.

Immediately, regardless of the cold feeling in his heart, he took off the sword from his waist.

"Master Feng, please take a look. The name of this sword is Long Yuan. I had some idea of ​​it when I was chatting with a good friend in my early years. I went to various places in the mountains and rivers to find the Seven Stars and forged it with the treasures of heaven and earth!"

"Bang!" The sword is sharp and silvery!

Ou Ye forgot about the pain and drew his sword.

The sword is like a silver dragon, restrained and sharp.

Feng Yun looked down at the sword, as if he were climbing a mountain and looking down into the abyss. It was ethereal and deep, as if there was a giant dragon lying on its back.

"Good sword..." This voice was not from Feng Yun, but from the general who had not yet gone to collect the water.

The generals are so quiet that it is difficult to describe them.

"My father was also obsessed with making swords before, eager to forge the toughness of a long sword, but I watched him for several years and never saw his sword come out."

Later, the family was demoted and became a slave...

The general didn't want to say more and fell silent.

Ou Ye heard the sound and looked at the general carefully.

Suddenly he was surprised and said: "But Yu Qian, who is the queen of the Qian family?"

Hearing the sound, the general was surprised.

"How do you know, sir?"

"Oh, you are a descendant of Ganjiang!"

"When I was young, I talked with your father to forge swords, and then I became Long Yuan!" Ou Ye was about to move, remembering in his eyes, as if he was wondering why this was a slave beside Feng Yun.

Slave!

Ouye didn't dare to think too much about being demoted from a nobleman to a slave. There must be unspeakable feelings in it.

Hearing this, the general took a few steps back, as if he was ashamed to see Ou Ye, his father's friend.

But there was nothing he could do, Feng Yun was here, how could he be so coquettish and just lower his head and ignore him.

When Feng Yun saw this, he said, "General, go get water."

"No." The officer hurriedly left.

But Ouye regretted it again and again.

Long Yuan in his hand moved slightly at this moment, which caught his attention.

"What's wrong?" Ouye asked strangely, and then looked at the sky.

Above the night, the Big Dipper stars twinkle.

"The seven stars shook and Long Yuan came to life?" Ou Ye was shocked and then overjoyed.

"Hahaha, Long Yuan is alive, and the sword soul is about to come out!"

Ou Ye was at a loss as he held Long Yuan in his hands, but suddenly he was stunned.

Why is Long Yuan different?

He looked at Feng Yun complicatedly.

Long Yuan was forged by him, but it was not a sword he could use.

At this time of change, I think about the fame and famous things that Feng Yun has conveyed.

There was little reason why he wanted to get rid of Feng Yun.

But... he was from the Yue Kingdom, and the Yue Lord was beheaded by Feng Lord.

If Fengjun hadn't controlled the water first, he would have drawn his sword and faced each other, so why would they sit together by the bonfire?

Can……
To be continued...