The demon witch is her white moonlight

Chapter 389

Le Xiaoyi completely recovered from his injuries under the injection of spiritual power, and he and Ji Yuxuan ran all the way.

Having traveled the same route when coming, it saved a lot of time when returning, Le Xiaoyi took two royal horses along the way, and the two quickly left the palace, galloping on the horses without delay.

Le Xiaoyi was also in a hurry when he came to Wangting from Gan Ruo, but he didn't know the way at that time, so he walked for two full days and arrived on the third day.

Now walking back along the road, the horse galloped on the grassland, shortening the time by nearly [-]%. On the second day, the evening was still dark, and the two of them saw a large area of ​​cattle and sheep outside the tribe.

After two days of recuperation, Le Xiaoyi's mood calmed down a little, and he was separated from the grief of Le Jianlan's death. Although he would still be sad, he would not lose his composure and cry again.

Indeed, as Ji Yuxuan said, reluctance is only for the living, and for Yu Le Jianlan himself, leaving just now might not be a good destination.

Le Xiaoyi made an astonishing noise in the casting shed before, but when he appeared now, he was immediately recognized by the people in the village, the people lined up to greet him, and others rushed to inform the village chief.

Out of etiquette, Le Xiaoyi dismounted after entering the village, and walked side by side with Ji Yuxuan, leading the horse towards the village head's house.

Ji Yuxuan's appearance is eye-catching, and she changed her appearance on the way. She still wears a veil on her face at the moment, which is exactly what she looked like when she passed Qian Ruo many years ago.

When the old village head heard that Le Xiaoyi had returned from the royal court, he hurriedly put down what he was doing and rushed out to greet him. He saw Le Xiaoyi and another figure beside her from a long distance away.

The village head paused, a moment of shock flashed across the old face, then he lifted his clothes and trot forward, with an eager but trembling look, Le Xiaoyi was worried that if he was not steady on his feet, he might fall over.

Le Xiaoyi was worried, and was ready to reach out to help people at any time. Fortunately, although the village head was old, his body was still strong, and he didn't fall when he walked quickly.

He first bowed his hands to Le Xiaoyi to salute, and then looked at Ji Yuxuan with an excited expression.

Le Xiaoyi had already learned the story from Ji Yuxuan, so he naturally understood why he was like this, so he smiled slightly and said, "Why didn't even a greeting when the old man reunited?"

The village head woke up like a dream, and said repeatedly: "Your Excellency is right, the villain has met the Lord Shensi, and met the benefactor!"

Le Xiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, and Ji Yuxuan burst out laughing.

"The village chief doesn't need to be too polite." Ji Yuxuan held the village chief's arm in a vain manner, preventing him from bowing down, and explained, "Xiaoyi just meant to ask me to greet the elders. The village chief is older than me, so I should be We salute."

Unexpectedly, the village chief was shocked when he heard this sentence, and quickly shook his head: "How can I do it? I can't do it!"

Le Xiaoyi gave Ji Yuxuan a wink, Ji Yuxuan understood the meaning in her eyes, shook her head helplessly, then got up, and stopped arguing with the village chief.

"How is the casting of the divine weapon going?" Le Xiaoyi changed the subject in a timely manner.

"It's going well!" The village chief mentioned this matter, and his brows stretched out, "Sapon's child is really very intelligent. What the adults taught him, he can not only draw inferences from one instance, but also master it. The progress is gratifying now, and he must be able to achieve it within today." thing."

Le Xiaoyi walked for five days, and only [-]% of the one month given by the envoys of the royal court had passed. The magical weapon in Sabo's hand had already taken shape, and it was only a matter of final polishing.

Although it may not take ten days for Le Xiaoyi to forge a sub-third-grade sword, but in Le Xiaoyi's plan, Sabo only has one chance of trial and error.

Even she didn't expect that Sabo's talent in casting is so high, it is indeed rare to advance the task that originally took half a month to complete within ten days.

"Then let's go to the casting shed to have a look first." Le Xiaoyi said to Ji Yuxuan, "If this can be done, then we will have time to get the relics of the seniors."

The crack connected to Linyuan Realm is near several tribes, and it will take less than half a day to come from the crack, so there is plenty of time now.

Ji Yuxuan had no objection, and she also wanted to see how well the craftsmen Le Xiaoyi taught them were up to.

The village chief asked Le Xiaoyi and Ji Yuxuan to take away the horses, and they chatted as they walked.

"I didn't expect that the friend my lord was looking for turned out to be our benefactor. However, the benefactor was sent to the royal court. How did your lord persuade the new king to release him?" The village chief looked surprised.

At that time when Le Xiaoyi said that he was going to the royal court to rob people, he really felt a little sweat for Le Xiaoyi, but now it seems that everything is going well.

"This..." Le Xiaoyi didn't know how to speak, thought for a while and said, "Actually, I didn't convince the new king."

"Huh?" The village chief was a little puzzled.

"I came out by myself." Ji Yuxuan added the answer for Le Xiaoyi.

The village head let out a groan, and suddenly realized with a smile: "That's right, your benefactor is very skilled in martial arts. I was worried about your lord's dangerous trip before, so I was too worried."

Le Xiaoyi smiled, and didn't elaborate on the experience of going to Wang Ting, fearing that the few remaining teeth of the village chief would be shocked out of his mouth.

While talking, the casting shed in front arrived, but there was a loud noise from a distance, and there were many people around the casting shed. There were many people before Le Xiaoyi left, but this feeling of yelling and clamor did not seem to be in harmony with him. happy.

Le Xiaoyi frowned involuntarily, and murmured in a low voice: "What's going on? What happened?"

The village chief also realized that something had happened, and with a gloomy face, he turned his head and said to the people following behind him, "Go ahead and see what's going on!"

Several young men immediately ran forward quickly, pushed through the crowd to inquire about the news, squeezed out of the crowd after a while, and reported to the village chief with a sullen face: "Sabo's knife is cast, Wang Ting The envoy came over when he got the news, but he insisted that the knife was flawed and asked Sabo to recast it, and they quarreled over this matter."

"What?" The village chief turned to look at Le Xiaoyi with a very ugly face, "My lord, this..."

Le Xiaoyi and Ji Yuxuan looked at each other, then calmly raised their heads: "Go and see first."

Le Xiaoyi walked in front, Ji Yuxuan followed her, and the village head led a group of young men, surrounded by Le Xiaoyi and the two of them, to the casting shed. Someone outside noticed the movement here, first saw Le Xiaoyi, and then saw The village chief and others behind immediately shouted: "The village chief is here!"

The crowd spread out to both sides. In the casting shed, Sabo's face was flushed red by the envoy who was looking for trouble. The two were confronting each other in the shed. The craftsmen in the casting shed naturally stood by Sabo's side. Even the master craftsmen who were not convinced before stepped forward to defend the dignity and honor of the craftsmen.

Sabo's ability has been recognized by them, but the envoys of the royal court are not looking for trouble, deliberately saying that there are flaws in the completed magic weapon, which is absolutely intolerable evil for craftsmen.

"Everyone present can testify to the quality of the knife I forged. If you say it is flawed, you have to produce evidence to prove that it does not meet the standards you want!" Sabo spoke with confidence, even if the envoy To kill him, he would not bend the knee.

In life, there is always something to hold on to.

There was a sneer on the envoy's face: "Your knife can also be called a magic soldier? It looks ordinary and has no special features. It is not as good as a hatchet. To say that it is flawed is to flatter you. To use this kind of thing Just trying to fool me?!"

"You!" Sabo was anxious, his round eyes were bloodshot.

What the envoy said was an insult to him!

"Why? Why don't you let people tell you that you are not capable enough? If your tribe is called the first craftsman tribe in vain, in my opinion, it is nothing at all!"

The envoys of the royal court gained the upper hand, and the more they said, the more they went too far: "If the craftsmen in your tribe are like you, no wonder they will go downhill. Such a tribe will waste the food of the royal court even if they are alive!"

Not to mention Sabo and the craftsmen beside him, even the people of several other tribes who were watching were so angry that they blushed and their necks were thick, and they wanted to rush up and tear the envoy's mouth!

However, the men and horses brought by the envoys from the royal court were all tall and powerful, and they were all equipped with sophisticated weapons. If they really rushed up, they might be killed immediately.

Le Xiaoyi narrowed his eyes, thinking about something.

The envoys of the royal court raised their heads arrogantly, as if they were victors.

"I wonder whose dog is barking here, it turned out to be you." Le Xiaoyi walked over swaggeringly and said casually.

The moment the Wang Ting envoy recognized Le Xiaoyi, his smile froze on his face. He put away the smile in a daze, and his face suddenly became gloomy, flashing with cloudy and uncertain colors.

Didn't this person go to the royal court?Previously, the village chief asked someone to inquire about the stranger, and Le Xiaoyi's clothes didn't look like a local person. He vaguely guessed a possibility, so he sent someone to send a message to the palace in advance to sue this person. Why did Le Xiaoyi Not taken down?

When Le Xiaoyi saw this man's expression, he immediately raised his eyebrows.

How could she not have guessed that the envoy of the royal court deliberately troubled the foundry shed, he must be worried about the previous beating, presumably this person had some way to get the news that she had left, otherwise how dare he be so arrogant?

Le Xiaoyi slowly walked up the stone steps in front of the casting shed, and walked slowly in front of the envoy: "Didn't your lord look down on a few weapons? But how do you look at me, the guards behind you are all A scimitar with several marks engraved on it?"

The envoy's face turned blue and white, and he forced himself to quibble with his neck: "The knife used by the imperial guard was not made by this brat. It is an indisputable fact that it has gotten worse and worse over the years. If the knife is not good, how dare you fight with it?" Compared with the ancestors?"

Le Xiaoyi let out a long cry, then pulled out the scimitar that Sabo had just cast, picked up the scabbard at the envoy's waist, and slashed hard.

With a bang, the scimitar of the envoy of the royal court broke into two pieces together with the scabbard, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The envoy didn't even see how Le Xiaoyi made a move, the tip of the scimitar touched his throat.

Le Xiaoyi had a harmless smile on his face, and asked him softly, "Tell me, is this knife any good?"