Lord, please be gentle

Chapter 28

"Brother Qing, teach me how to practice swords."

"Brother Qing, your sword is so powerful, can you show me it?"

"Brother Qing, so this sword is called Wushuang? Does it mean Peerless Wushuang?"

"Brother Qing, this sword is so low-key. It's so broken, so ugly, and yet so powerful. It really deserves its name, unparalleled, peerless—the unparalleled sword."

slap... slap...

The gears of memories kept turning in Tang Xiaoxun's mind. The familiar Wushuang sword was not in the hands of the familiar person. It was mortgaged in exchange for money.

What happened to Brother Qing?Why should Wushuangjian be mortgaged?He obviously cherished it all the time.

Back in the restaurant, Qin Weiyang and Yu Junhan hadn't come back yet, Tang Xiaoxun was deep in thought, making Meng Feichen beside him speechless, he could only follow "him" into Yu Junhan's room, waiting The other two came back.

"Hey... I'm very hungry..." Meng Feichen said while covering his growling stomach.

Suddenly, Tang Xiaoxun stood up from the chair.

"You...what are you doing?" He just said that he was hungry, so there was no need for "he" to react so much.

"Damn it! I should ask the shopkeeper what kind of person mortgaged the Wushuangjian." It was all because she was so excited that she forgot to find the clue to find Brother Qing.

Tang Xiaoxun quickly turned back after performing light work on his feet.

"Hey!" Meng Feichen couldn't feel anything when he saw someone's weird behavior, so he could only helplessly follow behind "him".

What the hell is wrong with "he".

However, the armory is indeed a different scene.

The originally tidy shop was already dilapidated, the sound of ping-pong-pong came continuously, and the trembling shopkeeper was forced to a corner, watching his shop smashed to pieces.

You said which plague god he offended, but it was just a few axes that were sold a few days ago. Today the buyer brought him some broken axes, saying that they were inferior goods. Before he could open his mouth, this group of people He started to move his hands, as if making trouble.

It's a pity that he couldn't beat others, so he could only watch helplessly as his shop was smashed beyond recognition.

"Boss..." A slender figure stepped out from the crowd of onlookers, and walked straight towards the shopkeeper who was forced by the wall.

The shopkeeper looked at it, and his face was bitter again, isn't this the young man who just bought the ancient sword?Could it be that there was something wrong with the ancient sword?

"Do you still remember the person who mortgaged the ancient sword to you?" Tang Xiaoxun threw out the big man holding the shopkeeper with one hand in the shock of everyone, and pulled the shopkeeper up with one hand, Eyes full of tension.

"Which bastard dares to do something to me!" The big man who was thrown out was taken aback, and then he saw the slender handsome boy standing beside the shopkeeper.

"Please think about it and tell me." Tang Xiaoxun said seriously, not paying attention to the clamor of the big man at all, and let him slash at her back with a big knife.

however……

"Hey! If you have something to say, talk it out...why do you do it!" Meng Feichen grabbed the big man by the shoulder and stopped him from moving forward.

The big man didn't listen to his nonsense, and when he saw someone coming to stop him, he immediately called his partner who smashed the store and raised a weapon to greet the two of them.

"Do you have the quality! Do you know if a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands!" Meng Feichen shouted while dodging, what kind of madness did Meitangxun go, and came back suddenly to encounter such a farce? Nothing good is going to happen with "him".

Kicking several people who rushed up, Tang Xiaoxun threw the ancient sword in Meng Feichen's hand. "Get rid of them, I'll wait for you outside." After she finished speaking, she kicked away the group of people standing in front of her, and rushed out with the shopkeeper.

In the shop, Meng Feichen caught the seemingly tattered ancient sword in a daze, and swallowed his saliva.

"He" actually asked him to use this broken antique to fight these people with big knives? !

However, when he drew out the ancient sword and swept across the scene, his eyes suddenly became sparkling.Those big knives were actually chopped off by this broken sword with a single sweep. This ancient sword was not as bad as it was originally.

Meng Feichen lamented the low-key-looking magic weapon in his hand, and slashed all the way as if with the help of a god. He didn't realize that these people were not troubles caused by him at all, so he put all his strength on the ancient sword.

Have you ever seen someone cut a carrot?
At this time, Meng Feichen, who was holding a unparalleled sword, faced those big men, like a chef holding a kitchen knife facing a plate of big radishes.

cut!cut!cut!cut!
It's a no-brainer.

In less than a while, the entire group lay down, and in the eyes of the onlookers, only Meng Feichen was left alone, proud and fierce, so chic.

Of course...

"Xiao Xun, I've dealt with that group of people... Look, I'm still very good!" Someone ran out of the store eager to claim credit, and ran to Tang Xiaoxun who was sitting under the opposite teahouse with a smile.

However, after learning from the shopkeeper that the person who mortgaged the Wushuang Sword did not have purple eyes, Tang Xiaoxun realized at this moment that the person who mortgaged the Wushuang Sword was not Feng Qing, and the only clue was cut off again.

Her mood...how unhappy, how unhappy.

How could a Wushuang sword, brother Qing's treasure that never left him, be left in someone else's hands?
In deep thought, she didn't talk to someone at all.

"Xiao Xun? Xun? Little Xun?? Little Xun? Little Xun???" Seeing that Tang Xiaoxun didn't react at all, Meng Feichen reached out and shook his hand in front of "him".

"I'm back to myself..." He boldly pushed Tang Xiaoxun's shoulder.

so small……

"Don't mess with me! It's annoying!" Tang Xiaoxun was about to burst into thoughts. Tang Xiaoxun was extremely upset at being interrupted. She was concentrating on thinking, and she didn't care who the other party was. She threw Meng Feichen out neatly over her shoulder.

"Ah!" A figure in embarrassment was thrown on the street, and Meng Feichen fell in an extremely puzzling way. Why was he beaten up again when he was fine?He didn't do anything either?He also fought a victory, why was he still beaten...

A pair of shoes appeared in front of his nose.

Looking up along the shoes...

"Qin... Qin Weiyang..." Looking at Qin Weiyang who was carrying a big sack, Meng Feichen swallowed his saliva.

Qin Weiyang narrowed his eyes and looked at the person lying on the ground with four big open eyes, quickly looked away, as if he hadn't seen it at all, walked to the teahouse and sat beside Tang Xiaoxun.

"Why haven't you returned yet?" Qin Weiyang asked.

"Uh...Weiyang..." Tang Xiaoxun managed to recover, suppressed her thoughts, and looked at Qin Weiyang who was alone. "I'll be back right away, where's Brother Jun?"

"He suddenly said that he had something to do and asked me to go back first." Then he met them.

Tang Xiaoxun nodded.

Getting up from the depression and patting the dust off his body, Meng Feichen felt infinitely wronged.

What did he do wrong?

"Meng Feichen." Hearing Tang Xiaoxun's figure, he turned his head depressed.

"That sword is called Wushuang, and it will belong to you for a month." Tang Xiaoxun said.

"What?" Meng Feichen was taken aback for a moment, he thought that "he" was about to say something that would piss people off, so why did he suddenly say to lend him this sword?After experiencing the sharpness of the Wushuang sword that cuts iron like mud, how could he not know whether it is good or bad.

I'm afraid, it's not worse than his own.

"It will be very inconvenient if you don't have a weapon." Tang Xiaoxun said naturally.

Meng Feichen's eyes changed slightly. Could it be that...the reason why "he" ran to the weapon shop before was because he left the sword in the first palace in the world. This sword, from the very beginning, "he" wanted to Do you want to lend it to yourself?

There were some complicated emotions in his heart, and Meng Feichen had a strange expression on his face.

"Let's go, it's getting dark, didn't you say you're hungry? Wei Young. Let's all go back to eat, Brother Jun should be back soon." After Tang Xiaoxun said goodbye to the shopkeeper, he dragged the two of them to their place of residence Walk.

Although the shopkeeper did not mention Brother Qing, he provided another clue. The person who mortgaged the Wushuangjian back then was a short, one-eyed dragon.

If that person can be found, maybe the other person can know the whereabouts of Brother Qing.

After Tang Xiaoxun and his group left, the group of people beaten by Meng Feichen slowly got up from the ground with difficulty, looking at the back of the three of them leaving, there was a vicious gleam in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)