Sword Among Us

Chapter 662 I am a wooden leave

I noticed the change of the face of a group of young people. I was happy to judge that I was definitely missing the foot. From the expression of the other party’s bullying, I should show that I was stronger than the arm of the wood, and immediately took a deep breath and operated. Jiuyang Shengong, ready to cope with the sudden situation, while continuing to silently carry the barrel to the 68th Jianchi...

Although it may have been exposed!

But there is still a hint of hope in happy heart.

As long as it is not completely exposed, there is still hope.

after all……

Someone has a mask, and a perfect camouflage, the other party will not doubt from this aspect for a time, and if it is a long time in the Jianjiantang, Muzhi should have the strength of the ordinary cast sword disciple, the reason why he was bullied Should be a newcomer, a newcomer, less understood...

In my happy mind, I flashed countless thoughts in an instant, and restrained my inner feelings and continued to move steadily toward Jianchi.

but!

This is just a happy assumption and inference, and there is no guarantee that there will be no unexpected situation.

So happy is still doing the worst.

Calm down with all my heart and mind, and eliminate the sound of vibrating and screaming. I watched the young people’s every move behind me, and the whole body was tight. As long as the other party shouted or shattered his identity, he immediately hesitated to throw away the wood in his hand. Bucket, give up the mission, kill the Fortress!

Although the three forces of humanity are surrounded by the surrounding of the Jianjiantang, but there is a happy body of Jiuyang, as long as he gives him enough opportunities to change equipment, even if the master of the mythical realm, he may not be able to stay.

"...this kid, I used to play pigs and eat tigers."

"When we came in the same period, he was so powerful."

“Would it be that we let him move the barrel every day, but it made him awesome?”

"Damn!"

A group of young people waited until ‘wood leave’ and walked away with a wooden barrel. Then they took a deep breath and whispered.

"gone!"

A group of young people finally came to the conclusion that the act of slacking and bullying people, instead, helped them to grow up quickly and become the most discouraged disciple.

A group of people have to go to their own barrels with great regret...

One person, one hard to hug, and then the wooden barrel on the ground was quickly cleaned up, and a group of young people also ran the same way as birds and beasts.

"so close."

Happy and long sighed.

Determine the danger of not revealing your identity, and your attention will be transferred from behind you to the 68th sword pool not far ahead!

The 68th Jianchi is already close to the core of the Casting Hall. It is surrounded by a huge sword pool of more than 30 meters in diameter. It is surrounded by more than a dozen tall swords, and more than a dozen hand-held irons. The heavy hammer man, if he lifts the weight lightly, will squat again and again. The sound of the crisp and pleasant sound is very smooth. In the air, the hammer shadow almost overlaps. The amplitude of each movement is exactly the same, but it seems that there are some differences. Happy is almost trapped in it.

"A good northern hero."

Pleasantly presumed that these swordsmen of the northern tyrants should be part of the most elite of the Jianjiantang, incapable of realm, strong in strength, and comparable to Jianzong disciples.

Seeing this, happy suddenly is a bit strange...

With such a strong heritage of the northern tyrants, how many people should the swordsman send to suppress the northern tyrants, and take the Tianjing from the hands of the northern lords and the Nangong family?

Thinking about it, I am happy to learn the appearance of other disciples. I will add something to the casting sword that needs to add carbon material, and then go to the next place with the thoughtful look of the swordsman.

"This side!"

Other casting swords are greeting materials.

The work is very simple, you can put the carbon wood barrels there, and the next swordsmith can add as much as you need...

but.

Every time you approach these sword pools, a heat wave can always make people feel suffocated and unhappy.

Fortunately, Jiuyang Shengong is working freely.

"Wood, come over."

Leaving the 68th sword sword pool, I heard a familiar voice greeting, the sound in the ear, the voice into the secret, is Wan Jian.

Happy did not look back, continue to keep pace, go to the next.

"Yes, your performance has not been flawed! Look at your appearance, you should be familiar with some of the things that cast the sword, so good."

Wan Jian seems to have been observing happiness in the dark.

The voice came again:

"But you have to be careful. The repair of Tianjing is not in the lobby of the Jianjian Hall. There is no place to see the Jianzong disciples, the northern nobles, and the Nangong family. There is an entrance there, which is a secret underground sword room."

Happy and shocked, quickly spread his own sense of sensation, quickly found a place that was guarded by more than a dozen incompetent masters from a few dozen meters away from the east.

"There is a special underground casting sword room, which is used by the northern great people to cast the gods!" Wan Jian became an ordinary disciple of the Jianjiantang, and he was behind him and explained to him:

"The repair of Tianjing should be nearing the end. These people are here only during the day, and now the internal forces are consumed more..."

The brow was tight, and he quickly noticed that a group of people around the entrance to the underground sword room was surrounded by several huge sword pools. The temperature around it seemed to be much higher than here, and everyone’s face was presented. An unusual red color, shortness of breath, and even a few people have been sitting cross-legged to resist the evaporation of internal forces from ultra-high temperatures.

"..."

Happy while adding carbon material to the nearby Jian Jiantai, the thoughts are sharply turned: this kind of environment is obviously more conducive to the northern Hao people, Jianzong master to take away the crystal from the northern Hao people's site, seems to be enough!

quickly!

The wooden barrels in the hands of the happy hands have all been put down, and they have to leave the core area and re-patch the barrels. The number of casting swords in the Jianjiantang is close to one thousand. The carbon materials are consumed quickly and must be kept at all times.

On the way back, happy finally found the opportunity to walk side by side with Wan Jian.

Those who have an internal force of 600 points can use the voice to enter the secret!

Lips creep slightly, happy to ask:

"There are so many people in the North, and the swordsman is probably not good at how to get started. How do we win the Tianjing?" At the same time, I was happy to tell Wan Jian about the broken army.

"..."

After Wan Jian was silent for a few seconds, the voice came again:

"This time I entered Haotianbao. Our four brothers never thought about leaving to live alive, but they must not let Jianzong succeed... Happy brothers, I hope you can help our brothers and revenge for us."

"...What do you mean." Happy face changed, from the tone of Wan Jian, I felt an unusually strong death!

"With the means and preparations of Jianzong, there must be a careful plan. Let's wait, when we see the opportunity to act..." After that, Wan Jian walked past the happy side and went to the wooden barrel on the left side.

Happy is a quick glance at the back of Wan Jian, with a little uneasiness, continue to do what ‘wood leave’ should do.

In the Jianjian Hall, it is still in full swing!