Chapter 1191

Qingyang asked them to make a little at the stone table in the hospital. They went into the room and brought out a pot of tea.

Not allowing two people to enter the house is also somewhat defensive. But Gong Yueyue, who noticed that the dark guard had entered the yard, had lost her previous defense. It happened that she was a little tired again. It was better to have a rest.

Qingyang poured good tea for them. His eyes suddenly glanced sharply into the dark, turned around and said with a smile: "my yard is small, and planted some flowers and plants I like. Please be careful not to step on them."

Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue looked at each other. They couldn't talk about any embarrassment. They just looked at Qingyang with new eyes. They waved together and let the following dark guard retreat.

Qingyang took a sip of tea and said, "I'm Shifu's disciple. But I'm not Shifu's favorite disciple because I act differently from her. She likes to pursue fame and wealth and be sought after by others, but I just like casting swords. So I'm really not curious about your identity. I just want to forge a sword for this lady. "

Although he is so frank, Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue still don't want to expose their identity.

Zhao Changyuan said, "don't be surprised, brother Qing. It's not that I two deliberately hide it, but sometimes I can't help it. No matter what our identity is, brother Qing who wants to make friends won't be wrong."

Gong Yueyue also arched his hand and said, "I have offended you a lot just now. I believe brother Qing will be able to forge a weapon suitable for me. I'll thank you first."

Seeing them like this, Qingyang also put down his guard slightly. Although he said he was not curious, he could be a little relieved if they could explain like this.

"Needless to say. If you believe me, please tell me what your ideal weapon handle is." Qingyang said.

The momentum of the two people will never be owned by ordinary people. Even if they are real people in the Jianghu, they must have a high status. What kind of weapon does this character want, but he didn't find a weapon in hand. It can be seen that it must be a rare or even non-existent weapon in the world.

If such a weapon is made by him, I feel excited when I think about it.

Gong Yueyue thought about it, but she didn't know how to describe it. She stood up, looked for a branch from the side and said, "I can't speak clearly in words. It's better to ask brother Qing to see my usual moves."

Gong Yueyue had practiced two handed sword systematically before crossing, and had more contact with some Tai Chi sword, drunk sword and Western fencing with mostly performing interest. In her previous life, she had already mastered it.

When she started, she held the branch with her hands together, and her feet moved together. Her figure is more and more fluent. The branches she holds with her hands are either picked or split, or swept or stabbed. All her movements are like flowing clouds and water, with a bit of natural and elegant. Her steps move quickly but methodically. Although the sword in her hand is not fast, she can swing freely without a trace of rigidity and stagnation, and there is no trace of bulkiness because she holds her hands.

Suddenly, the overbearing sword changed, and the branches held on hand, but still have a ready pen. The pace of the feet was faster, the branches in the hands became more aggressive, and the side of the hand fell down, and the sword in the hand changed and became somewhat careless. The sword seemed to be free to spread, but suddenly it was a sudden choice to see the killing.

The body shape is more and more erratic, but the steps are no longer open and close. The swords in the hands around change thousands of times, and the strength of the wrist increases, which seems to have a taste of fighting with strength. Among the seemingly fancy sword moves, it is a heavy killing intention. Just a little absorbed, it has been shocked to sweat behind.

Gong Yueyue danced for a while. He already felt weak and his breathing voice was a little hoarse. He stopped the sword without warning, tried to calm his breathing, and said in front of them: "this is my usual move."

Qingyang was stunned for a long time. He suddenly clapped it up and exclaimed, "I've never heard of it! There are so many changes in the world. The elegant and fierce sword technique really makes Qing open his eyes! "

"Your feelings are really enviable." Qingyang on one side looked at the interaction between the two and said with a smile.

Gong Yueyue's face was a little crimson. Zhao Changyuan combed her Qi without delaying her. She changed the topic and said, "brother Qing saw just now that my sword skills are changeable, so ordinary swords can't do at all. The weight and blade strength of the too soft sword can't complete the chopping, and the too hard sword can't let me make a sudden stab at will. It will also break when I want to connect with the enemy's weapon. And the Epee can't reach the sudden stab, and even can't play the changeable potential of my sword. So it's difficult for me to find a weapon suitable for myself. "

Qingyang's face was also slowly dignified. He thought and said, "the blade should be strong enough and keep sharp. While maintaining the strength of the sword body, it should not be too hard. It's really not easy to give consideration to chopping and pricking! "

Over there, Zhao Changyuan also took back his hand, slowly led the true Qi back into his body, opened his eyes, looked at Qingyang and said, "we are not in a hurry for this moment, brother Qing can think about it slowly."

Gong Yue also nodded and said, "yes, I'm not in a hurry."

Qingyang looked at them and put it down temporarily. He said, "let's pay the deposit first." He said to himself, "the cost of this unprecedented weapon is not to mention. Just say that my brain is a big price. You will pay a deposit of 2000 Liang first, and then pay the rest when I forge the weapon."

Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue couldn't react for a moment. Why did the topic suddenly jump to money.

Looking at the two people who couldn't respond, Qingyang slightly raised his eyebrows, "don't you think I'll help you fight weapons for free? I also want to eat, otherwise I won't set up a stall. Besides, if you don't pay a deposit, where can I buy materials? "

Zhao Changyuan first returned to his mind. Without saying a word, he took out a 3000 Liang silver ticket from his arms and handed it to him. He said, "of course, it should be. This is 3000 Liang. Younger brother Qing will accept it for the time being. We will meet you as long as you have any needs."

Gong Yueyue glanced at the silver ticket on the table and glanced at Zhao Changyuan. The man's failure is the most terrible.

When Qingyang wanted to get the silver ticket, Gong Yueyue held it down, looked at Qingyang and said coldly, "brother Qing, why don't you tell us where Mrs. Zhen is now?"

"You don't believe me again?" Qingyang asked again.

His performance made Gong Yueyue a little confused. He said that he was not a person who pursued fame and wealth, but also had no performance at all. Now he was so persistent about money that she only felt that the people in front of her were very unreliable.