Xiaoyan was indeed hungry. She had been holding back her embarrassment to eat just now. But when she heard Liu Feimeng's words, she couldn't help but raised her chopsticks and started eating.
Although he was very hungry, Xiaoyan's movements were not fast. On the contrary, he was very graceful and slow. If others saw him, they would think he was a noble son of some family. How could anyone believe that Xiaoyan was just a waiter before.
Liu Feimeng could see from his expression that he was not trying to be pretentious or pretentious in front of her, but was born like this.
After Xiaoyan was seventy percent full, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly stopped his chopsticks.
"Why don't you eat?" Liu Feimeng asked.
"My wife, please wait a moment, Xiaoyan has something for you."
"If there's anything important, we'll look at it later. You can eat first before talking about it!" Liu Feimeng said.
"Xiaoyan is full." Xiaoyan said immediately, then quickly stood up and walked to the bedside, took out long boxes from the pillow and returned.
Liu Feimeng raised her eyebrows, a little curious as to what Xiaoyan wanted to show him in such a hurry.
"My wife, Xiaoyan is grateful to my wife for not giving up and accepting Xiaoyan as my servant. This is an heirloom of our Yan family. Today is Xiaoyan's wedding day. I didn't have time to prepare other dowries, so I used it as my compensation."
Now it belongs to the wife." Xiaoyan said with complicated eyes, holding the long box in front of Liu Feimeng with cautious hands.
Liu Feimeng didn't care about any treasures, but seeing Xiao Yan's serious look, it was difficult to show it. She took the box and put it on the table, then opened it casually. Inside the box was a three-foot-long, simple-style
The hilt of the heavy sword is inlaid with a top-quality magic crystal (magic crystal is a kind of magic mineral). The scabbard is made of thousand-year-old fine iron with a dark luster, giving people a majestic and vigorous feeling.
When Liu Feimeng saw this, her eyes couldn't help but
There was a hint of doubt in her mind, as if she had seen this sword somewhere before. She picked up the ancient sword in the long wooden box with some caution. It felt very heavy when she picked it up. After looking at it carefully, she then
A "choking" sound
Pulling the sword out of its sheath, a sharp sword light suddenly reflected from the sword. She flicked it with her finger, and the sword immediately made a long "buzz" sound. Liu Feimeng's eyes lit up and she blurted out involuntarily, "
good".
Hearing Liu Feimeng's words, Mu Yin showed a look of pride.
However, if he knew that Liu Feimeng blurted out the good words, he was not praising the sword itself, but the materials used to cast the sword, he didn't know what his expression would be like.
It was so wasteful, so wasteful. Liu Feimengchen looked at the heavy sword in her hand with regret. Such a large piece of deep-sea cold iron could only forge such a piece of garbage.
It’s no wonder that Liu Feimeng regards the famous artifact Biyun Sword from three thousand years ago as rubbish. She could refine a handful of such a high-quality product in one day, let alone
It is smelted with natural materials and earthly treasures such as deep sea cold iron.
Yes, deep-sea cold iron is a rare spiritual material in the world of cultivation. If it is refined by a weapon refiner, such a large piece of top-grade deep-sea cold iron can produce at least twenty top-grade magic weapons. But now
Ruined like this by those unscrupulous blacksmiths.
While she was thinking about it, Liu Feimeng suddenly seemed to remember where she had seen this sword before, "Zi Ruo, what's the name of this sword?" She sheathed the sword and looked up at Yan Ziruo for confirmation.
asked.
"This artifact is called Biyun, and it was owned by a senior of the Yan family more than three thousand years ago." Yan Ziruo said with a hint of pride in his tone.