The old master glanced at the violin master, then looked at the young master in white and the boy holding the bow, and sighed:

“I heard everything you said just now.

Those who come are guests, come in."

The blind pianist walked into the courtyard first and did not forget to pick up the small umbrella standing diagonally on the threshold.

After a stick of incense, Xu Qianqiu stood up and walked into the yard with the young man Wu.

Bluebird and little girl followed closely behind.

In this room, in addition to lying on a chair and the unconscious prince Su Su, there are also the new king of Northern Liang, the maid Qingniao, the world's first-floor guardian (the blind little girl wearing a mask), the dead man Wu, the old man Zhao Dingxiu of Western Shu, and a female devil Xue Songguan, which is really ridiculous.

The old master glanced at Xu Qianqiu and said:

"Every family has a difficult sutra to recite, but I didn't expect that Beiliang, who had 300,000 cavalry in the world, was now so chaotic."

Xu Qianqiu took off his shirt and said with a smile:

"Small wealth is at ease, which means small wealth. The family is big and the business is big, especially after the world is completely stable, the emperor of the Zhao family was unable to do anything to Beiliang, and Beimang also had no choice but to take 300,000 cavalry.

So, everyone is idle and there will always be all kinds of intrigues."

The old master sneered: "Your Highness the Prince is open to his mind."

The blue bird brought the chair, Xu Qianqiu stretched, sat down and said:

"In order to send you a message, I have attracted so many assassins. Is this the way for the residents of Western Shu to treat guests?"

The great scholars of the past Spring and Autumn Period, said coldly:

"Don't forget that Western Shu was broken by your Northern Liang army."

Xu Qianqiu waved his hand and said, "No one can stop the general trend in the world. Even if there was no Northern Liang army to destroy Western Shu, there would be Southern Liang and Western Liang to do such a thing that is famous for keeping it in history.

But perhaps Nanliang and Xiliang will not let your Prince of Western Shu go.

I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, the old man, just go straight to the point."

The old master narrowed his eyes and said, "You are seriously injured now, so I may be able to cut off your head with one sword."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqiu smiled, and did not say anything big, but simply pointed at the blind zither.

When someone entered the house, he turned his back to him and said in a heart-to-heart relationship:

"I have received six hundred taels of gold. If anyone wants to kill him, I will take action."

The old master snorted coldly.

Xu Qianqiu said: "West Shu restored the country, and it is no longer in the old Western Shu. It goes south for eight hundred miles and there are eighteen Nanzhao tribes.

When you unify it, it will not be too late to talk about restoring the country.

The spies from Beiliang will give you the information you need."

Upon hearing this, the old master's eyes trembled.

Xu Qianqiu said straight to the point:

"There is no useless in this world.

I heard that Blacksmith Qi has been secretly casting swords for the past twenty years.

Regardless of whether this sword is made or not, there is only one sword embryo, which belongs to me."

As soon as this said, the old master was angry and scolded:

"Get out!"

Xu Qianqiu rolled his eyes rarely and said:

"Zhao Dingxiu, don't behave like a good person when you get a cheaper one.

I heard that the country is expected to be restored, so don’t talk about a sword. According to my estimate, if you have a granddaughter, you will also offer it with both hands, right?"

The old master was so angry that his lips turned blue.

He had never practiced martial arts, otherwise he would have to pick up the guy and fight this little bastard.

The blacksmith said calmly: "You can take that spring and autumn!"

Xu Qianqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and it was fleeting.

The blacksmith looked at Xu Qianqiu and smiled and said, "In the alley, I will listen to your words. When fighting with others, there will be no more than three sentences.

I know that I am a refreshing person.

Like our Western Shu Sword Emperor, killing people, and making a hammer noise.

I believe that this spring and autumn will not be insulted by you."

After saying that, the blacksmith was even more enjoyable. He stepped on the yard with one foot, and a sword box broke out from the ground and stood up inside the yard.

Before he had left the box, his sword energy had already soared into the sky!

The famous sword was born, and the prince of the fallen country, Su Su was shocked and was about to wake up.

Xu Qianqiu slapped him in the face from the air and talked about the prince of the fallen country in Western Shu, and he fainted on the spot.

The old master was angry again and his mouth trembled.

Xu Qianqiu ignored Zhao Dingxiu's glaring eyes.

When I walked into the yard, I looked at the ebony box with Chunqiu swords stored in my eyes.

On the sword box, there are complicated and simple inscriptions and talismans engraved on the seal box.

Most of the best swordsmen in the world are proficient in Qimen Dunjia.

This sword-making master with the surname Qi is qualified to make swords for the Western Shu Sword Emperor, so he is naturally among the best.

This sword box is beyond the ordinary range and is more like a cage, preventing murderous aura from leaking out.

The birth of the Spring and Autumn Period can make the swordsmanship in the world boil again!

When the blacksmith saw Xu Qianqiu reaching out and trying to touch the sword box, he reminded him:

"careful!"

Xu Qianqiu smiled without saying a word, used his finger as a sword, cut a blood mark on his left hand, and reached out to touch the sword box.

Slight blood kept seeping into it.

The killing aura hidden in this sword is extremely strong and only seen in life.

The blacksmith who once held a sword to the Western Shu Sword Emperor smiled and said:

"It took me twenty years to forge a good sword, and now I'm giving it to you. As for how to get the sword and how to keep the sword energy introverted, that's your business."

Xu Qianqiu didn't look back and ordered:

"Wu, you find an inn for the piano master and arrange for her to stay."

The boy holding a big bow and carrying an arrow pouch nodded and said, "Okay."

The young man Wu was born and raised by Beimang.

He was an orphan since childhood and was adopted by his previous Death Shiwu.

After the master passed away, he inherited the title of Dead Shi Wu, lurked in Beimang, and continued to monitor the prince of the fallen country in Western Shu.

The young dead soldier left the bow in the yard and walked out of the yard with the blind pianist.

She took a cotton bag, wrapped the broken piano, and put it on her arm, like a gentle little lady who returned from shopping for groceries.

It doesn't look like a killer.

The boy looked squinting and it looked very interesting. He was already optimistic and joked:

"Sister Xue, I accidentally broke your beloved guqin. You won't suddenly kill me, right?"

The female piano player Rourou shook her head and said, "No."

The boy, codenamed Wu, asked curiously:

"Sister Xue, aren't you the most advanced devil on the Beimang Demon List?

The devil kills people, never for a reason.”

She smiled and said, "I don't know why I can be on the list. In fact, I only killed six people.

Except for the first person, the rest of the people were all spent money on the murderer and asked me to kill people.

Maybe it’s because the people I kill are all from the Vajra realm.”

The boy's heart and character said with a smile:

"Sister Xue, women are so capable, be careful not to get married in the future.

Think about it, even if you are not a notorious devil, which man likes to marry a wife who comes in and fights better than himself? Is this thesis?

Like me, I don't dare.

In the future, if you look for a wife, you will definitely find a woman who only knows how to embroider the female red.

However, I have no money and are not handsome. When my master was alive, I was always worried that I would not be able to get a wife in the future."

The blind girl whispered: "After following the Prince of Beiliang, are you still afraid of not having a wife?"

Young Wu walked on the bluestone slab in the alley, looking into the distance, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm afraid that one day I'll die if I say I'm dead, so I don't dare to find a wife."
Chapter completed!