Although I am not sad because of loss, it is always surprising to find something lost.
Meng Xichang looked at the iron hand stupidly. To be precise, it should be called the iron hand sword.
Not only did he have a hand, he could also pick up a sword again.
"Although it is a sword, it is definitely not as useful as your original hand and the original sword." Qixing said, "Just like when you first learned swordsmanship, you need to start over, which means you have to repeat the suffering you suffered before.
Once again, it will be even more painful."
Meng Xi smiled: "If there is a chance to come back, no matter how bitter it is, it will be sweet."
Qixing once again guided his hand on his arm. With a twist, the long sword slowly retracted, and the hilt turned into an iron hand again.
Next, Qixing gave instructions on the movements again, and watched Meng Xichang dismantle and assemble it once. Chuntao also followed closely and watched carefully, and even started to disassemble and assemble it once.
"That's all I can do." Qixing said, "I built a hand for you, but whether this hand can be used or not, you still need to tame it yourself."
Meng Xichang nodded, raised his hand again and saluted Qixing with a cupped fist: "Thank you." He said with another smile, "You see, this cupping is more skillful than before."
Qixing also smiled.
"By the way, Seventh Master, have you also received the promotion order issued by Momen in the capital?" Meng Xi asked.
Qixing nodded.
"Heroes from many places are arriving, and the time and place should be decided soon." Meng Xichang said, and smiled again, "Will the Seventh Master be interested then?"
Qixing nodded: "Of course." After saying that, he raised his hand and saluted, "I will recommend myself as the leader and ask Meng Xia to help me."
Meng Xichang was a little surprised. He thought that this girl would say something to go and have a look, but he didn't expect that she would directly declare that she wanted to be the leader.
Yes, young people should have such ambitions, not to mention that she is indeed both civil and military, courageous and resourceful.
"Meng really admires the seventh leader of the family." He said, "I will definitely recommend you as the leader to reorganize the Mo family."
Qixing nodded, said no more, stood up and left.
Chuntao glanced at the sky outside. Night had fallen: "Miss, it's too late. You can stay here."
Although the home is very simple, with only one room, everyone is crowded together.
Mother and daughter depended on each other, they had no relatives, and they never thought about entertaining guests.
I should have tidied up the kitchen a few days ago so that I could have someone to sleep with.
"There is no curfew in the capital, and all city gates will not be closed." Qixing said, "I will work hard and I will be home in the middle of the night."
Chief Meng Xi no longer tried to persuade him to stay: "Master Qi, be careful when traveling at night."
Qixing said goodbye to them, not forgetting to say goodbye to the old woman who was avoiding the kitchen, and galloped away on horseback.
The three of them stood in the yard. The night soon swallowed up the girl's figure, but the torch she held in her hand shone like stars in the sky.
The stars in the sky gradually fade away.
Meng Xichang looked away and said, "Tomorrow I will build a room for my family."
Chuntao hurriedly said: "You'd better take care of your hands first."
Meng Xichang said: "It can be used to adapt." After that, he picked up the ax and continued to chop wood.
Chuntao stopped trying to persuade her, picked up a few pieces of chopped firewood, and went to cook on her own.
The old woman is now at leisure, sitting in the room on a spring night, nodding: "It's time to build another room."
The blue pheasant stood in the yard and looked at the night sky.
A thin drizzle of rain fell on his face.
"Maybe the lady has stayed." Aunt Guo, who was going to rest after washing, saw her still standing under the eaves and said, "After all, the weather is not good."
This is also possible, and what the lady gave this time is not something that can be put down and left with food and drink. Qingzhi nodded, thinking that the iron hand that the lady made was still a hand that could be moved by pressing and twisting. It was really shocking.
It must be taught in detail how to use it.
but.
"The lady said she would come back." Qingzhi said, shaking her head, "She will come back no matter how late."
After saying that, he waved his hand to Aunt Guo.
"Aunt Guo, go and have a rest. I'll just guard the door."
Aunt Guo responded, and just as she was about to leave, a shadow shook beside the door, and the ground dragon stood up.
"Outside." He whispered, "There are people."
Is there anyone? Qing Pheasant's face changed slightly, and Aunt Guo also stopped.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and the raindrops turned into beans and splashed on the ground. However, near the capital, there were many shops and tea sheds with swaying lights on the roadside.
It was already dark at this time, and the foot shops and teahouses were all quiet, with occasional scattered people sitting to take shelter from the rain.
Qixing raised his bamboo hat and looked ahead. The city gate was faintly visible in front of him.
There is no need to take shelter from the rain, and you can enter the city and go home after just a short sprint.
Qixing urged his horse forward. From the corner of his eye, he saw scattered figures in the tea shed next to him standing up. They walked to the door, and then took a step out together.
With one step, the large raindrops around him were instantly shattered and turned into fine rain and mist, like a big net rushing towards the seven stars on the horse.
At the same time, Qixing flicked the torch in his hand, and thick smoke rose up from the nearly burned out torch, making the rain and mist sting.
The horse neighed, raised its front hooves, and countless bloody holes appeared on its body. The next moment, it fell to the ground, with red water splashing everywhere.
There were no more seven stars on the horse's back. As the torch swayed, a shadow broke through the rain and fog like a dragon. Almost at the same time as the horse fell to the ground, it arrived in front of the figure in the tea shed.
There was a muffled bang, and Qixing seemed to have his whole body hit someone's chest. The person let out a scream and flew into the tea shed, hitting a table and becoming motionless.
I already knew in advance that this woman was very powerful, but to kill someone in a single encounter was still a shock.
With one blow, the Seven Stars did not stop. The man landed on the ground, his hands spread out in front of him, and a long sword shadow swirled. The rain, lights, and night rolled instantly, and the remaining people were involved in it.
The collision of weapons made a harsh sound, and rain splashed in all directions, mixed with blood.
People keep flying out, but the difference is that their wounds are different, some are on the neck, some are on the chest, but the same thing is that no matter where they are, they are fatal.
Following a few short screams, the sound of weapons clashing disappeared, leaving only the rain covering the sky and the earth, and the deathly silence in front of the tea shed.
Qixing's whole body was soaked, mixed with rain and blood. She didn't look at the corpses all over the place, nor did she relax. Her body was loose, with one hand behind her back and the other in front, looking through the rain curtain in one direction in the dark night.
.
The sound of clapping sounded in the night.
"Awesome, awesome." A high-pitched and gloomy voice came next, "I didn't even see clearly how you killed people."
As they spoke, three figures walked out of the night rain. They were about the same height, fat and thin, and dressed exactly the same. They even walked exactly the same, like three puppets controlled by someone.
But they are not three puppets.
"Stop talking nonsense." The same voice sounded, but faster than the previous one.
"Let her kill again." Another similar voice sounded, slower than the previous one.
Accompanied by this slow sound, three people stood up from the ground at the same time. Each of them had a long sword in their hands. The three long swords made a buzzing sound. The rain curtain in front of Qixing was instantly shattered, and the raindrops seemed to be evaporated by the sword energy.
The world between heaven and earth fell into a vast whiteness.
The three swords merged into a red shadow, like a long snake spitting out red letters, and pounced on the seven stars.
