This is why after the Qian Zhihan family was exterminated, the Ren Yun clan and others were wanted, but the people of Zhujian Villa were fine at all.
"Hehehe..." Murong Feixue smiled lightly.
He did not immediately answer the words of the owner of Zhujian Villa, Heng Xiaofeng. He just followed the owner of Zhujian Villa and went to Zhujian Villa first.
The six mythical beasts behind Murong Feixue followed with terrifying momentum. The snake demon, Li Daiyuan, and Mo Ziluo followed behind. The group of people drove into the Sword Forging Villa in an upright and bright manner.
After walking through many winding paths, Murong Feixue and others followed Heng Xiaofeng, the owner of Zhujian Villa, to the luxurious and luxurious hall of Zhujian Villa.
Sitting in the hall were the seven elders of the Sword Forging Villa, the four masters of the Sword Forging Hall, as well as the six young masters and three young ladies of the owner of the Sword Forging Villa. Everyone gathered together. When Hengxiaofeng finished introducing Murong Feixue,
Half an hour has passed for these people.
"Where is the magic weapon?" Murong Feixue raised his hand and yawned, impatiently interrupting Heng Xiaofeng's chatter.
"Steward Li, bring the magic weapon!"
"Ah, there's no need to bring it..." Murong Feixue raised his hand to stop him, turned to Mo Ziluo behind him and said, "Mo Ziluo, if you decide to follow me, I will give you a meeting gift! Forged Sword Villa
The divine weapon given by the Lord is given to you! You can follow the housekeeper of the villa to get it!"
Hearing this, Mo Ziluo's eyes lit up, he bowed deeply to Murong Feixue and thanked her sincerely: "Thank you very much, Miss Murong Feixue, I will be of use to you in the future, even if I die!"
"I'm serious, let's go!"
Murong Feixue waved her hand and asked Mo Ziluo to follow the housekeeper of the Sword Making Villa and go directly to the treasure house to receive the magic weapon. This would satisfy this sword-mad wish.
In the hall, only Li Daiyuan and the snake demon were left standing to the left and right of Murong Feixue. There were also six unattractive beasts, squatting or sitting, forming a circle at Murong Feixue's feet.
"Miss Murong Feixue, I just introduced you to my six sons. I wonder which one do you like?" Heng Xiaofeng said bluntly.
Their purpose is very simple, that is to get the most powerful genius to be the mainstay of their Sword Making Villa. They can replace the fallen Qian Zhihan and re-support the century-old reputation of the Sword Making Villa.
However, it is impossible for Murong Feixue to let herself marry into the Sword-Forging Villa! Otherwise, after March, on the day agreed between Ice and Snow City and Long Ming, she will surely die miserably.
"What if I say, I don't like any of them?" Murong Feixue said with a smile to Hengxiaofeng Miyagi.
Hearing this, Heng Xiaofeng was slightly shocked, and his bright eyes turned around a few times.
I don't know what I thought of, but my face suddenly froze, and I said to Murong Feixue in a somewhat sarcastic tone: "Miss Murong Feixue, although I also want to marry you, there is a big age difference between us... Maybe you don't know, I
Now that he is three hundred years old, I cannot harm you!"
Hearing Heng Xiaofeng's words, Murong Feixue almost spit out a sip of tea in her mouth!
"I said, owner of the village! You can rest assured that I have no idea of a young cow eating old grass..."
"Oh? Then...don't Miss Murong Feixue not want to marry into our Sword Forging Villa?"
