Early spring is not far away, and the weather is still cold, especially in the early morning, which is biting cold.

Yang Yu walked slowly with the spoils he had packed yesterday, and rumors flashed through his heart about the commander of the Jinyiwei.

The situation in Qingzhou has only been more than ten days, and Yang Yu can only draw a rough outline.

Among the nine twenty-seven states in the Ming Dynasty, Qingzhou is considered remote and can be regarded as a border.

But it is precisely because the sky is high and the emperor is far away that the situation in Qingzhou is extremely complicated.

The power of the prefectures led by Nie Wendong, the aristocratic forces led by the four great masters, the Qingzhou army led by Wei Zhengxian, and the six gates that are not subordinate to several parties but are extremely powerful...

Many forces may have connections, or hostility, and are indescribable intricacies.

As the whip of the emperor, the Jinyiwei was feared by all parties, and both the state yamen, the six gates, and even the major clan forces kept their distance from him.

Even, there is hidden hostility.

Of course, this does not affect the transcendent status of the Jinyiwei.

As far as Yang Yu knew, the commander once used a silence of the moon sword to attack the state yard, and the state lord Nie Wendong, who forced the state lord to apologize in person.

In the eyes of most people, this commander of the Jinyiwei is a real dangerous person.

Domineering and domineering.

It is in line with the world's understanding of the Jinyiwei.

"She still owe me a good martial arts..."

While murmuring in his heart, Yang Yu was also a little guilty.

Only he himself knew that the Taoist fruit he handed over was just an empty shell with just a mere appearance, and no one could comprehend anything in it.

However, this thing should be handed over step by step according to the principle.

If you want to suffer a loss, the emperor must suffer a loss. It should be a good thing for this commander.

I kept thinking and keeping my steps on, I took the hidden golden armor, walked by several streets, and turned over several alleys, and the environment gradually became remote.

After another turn, Yang Yu's eyes suddenly became clear.

Behind the narrow alley, there is a very large courtyard. Although it covers a small area, it has a quiet and noble atmosphere that is incompatible with the surrounding alleys.

But when Yang Yu walked into this house where the door was not closed, he realized that the yard was really ‘special’.

After the gate of the courtyard, the first thing that caught my eye was a yellow mud-pressed martial arts training ground that was hundreds of feet wide!

At one glance, there were all swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and eighteen weapons.

In the middle of the martial arts training ground, there is a small house. On the eaves, a cloud eagle that looks about till the height of the wings, and looks huge, looking at it and combs its wings freely.

“This layout…”

Yu Yang's eyelids twitched.

Others all have martial arts training grounds at home. Did this person build his home in the martial arts training grounds?

"Why, what are you doing in a daze? Why don't you come up quickly?"

A crisp and pleasant female voice came, and a pretty girl in green clothes waved to her.

Yu Yang quickly stepped forward.

The yellow nickel pit has a lot of new traces, probably left by Cao Jinliet.

"Miss is waiting for you!"

The girl in green had short hair and was handsome and handsome.

"Miss?"

Yang Yu's heart moved.

When I approached the house and through the door, I saw a red-armored woman sitting on a chair with a big golden knife, and her white and tender fingers turned a cold sword.

This woman is petite, but she looks extremely beautiful without makeup. Her phoenix eyes flow, making people feel irritated.

The only thing that is inconsistent with the painting style is the Yanyue sword beside her that was three feet taller than her.

"This knife..."

Yang Yu murmured, feeling a little excited.

This is definitely a murder weapon, made of black iron, the handle of the knife as thick as a arm is five feet high. The blade is not a flat surface, but a serrated tooth like a serrated one.

Like a knife but not a knife, like a saw but not a saw.

At first glance, it was almost exactly the same as the extremely famous "cold and beautiful saw" in Yang Yu's previous life.

The blood-changing master held this knife and slashed it down, afraid that even the iron man would cut it into two pieces.

The Yanyue Sword is a weapon to break heavy armor.

If this mouthful of black iron is waving, it is afraid that killing people is like mowing grass...

"Like this knife?"

Seeing that Yang Yu stared at his knife without blinking, Yu Fengxian smiled.

She was originally a beautiful woman in the country, but her smile was even more like an iceberg melting.

The whole room was lit up.

"Where is anyone who doesn't like such a treasure knife?"

Yu Yang nodded.

He was a swordsman, so he was naturally a little happy when he saw the sword, and what made him even more moved was the restlessness of the Gluttony Cauldron.

Without looking at it, you can tell that this treasure knife must be a good ingredient.

"It's a pity that the knife and the wife should not be borrowed from each other, otherwise you can touch it."

Yu Fengxian is in a good mood.

She is very martial and especially loves swords. She is naturally a little happy to see someone willing to appreciate her sword instead of showing strange gazes.

Women can’t use big swords?

"It is of course great to be able to touch it."

Yu Yang was also a little regretful.

With the advancement of martial arts, the beheading sword gradually could not keep up with his progress, and with his current martial arts attainments, he could not go further.

Deduce the decapitation knife to the level of medium or even high.

Of course, he was extremely eager for ingredients containing knife skills, but he also knew that the commander never allowed others to touch her knife.

Anyone who touches it will be afraid that your arms will be gone.

"That won't be done."

Yu Fengxian's eyes were flowing, and she saw the burden Yang Yu was carrying:

"First it is the Dao Fruit, then the fine gold armor of my family. You are really lucky!"

"Um?"

Yang Yu was slightly stunned, and felt a lighter on his hand. After seeing again, the fine golden armor had reached Yu Fengxian's hand.

"What a fine golden armor!"

The girl in green clothes beside her covered her mouth and exclaimed: "No wonder the lady gave up chasing the 'Yu Lingxian' and could find this treasure armor. The old prince might..."

"You want to talk too much."

Yu Fengxian played with the armor for a moment, threw it on the table, and turned his wrist and the sword emitting a faint and cold light had already shot towards Yang Yu:

"This sword is not bad, but it is useless to me. Look how much does this sword like it?"

"So fast!"

Yang Yu's eyes shrank, and he felt that the sword jumped and disappeared in front of him, like a legendary flying sword.

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Without thinking, he stomped his feet, leaned back three points, and raised his hand and held the long sword in his palm.

"call!"

He shook his sword lightly, and felt the cold light rushing towards him, buzzing and making a sound.

"A hundred refinings of black iron?!"

His eyes were slightly bright, and Yang Yu immediately clasped his fists:

"Thank you for giving the sword!"

This sword...

Feeling the violent beating of the Gluttony Cauldron, Yang Yu's heart also beats like thunder.

Yu Fengxian only used the Yanyue Sword. Could this sword be...
To be continued...