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As the sword fell into the hand that once held the hammer, it was collected by him and disappeared from everyone's sight. There seemed to be countless crackling sounds at the scene.

What's more annoying is that Li Mo took it back and took it out again, as if showing off, and muttered something like "Chui Bao, look at you, you are anxious again."

"Chui Bao, isn't this sword also very beautiful? It is here to join us."

"You are still my favorite. I just use the other weapons. This sword belongs to Xiaoyue's master and is just staying here for a while."

"Right, the kid... cough, Bingtuozi."

Li Mo never dreamed that the first thing he did after getting the sword was to coax the hammer.

What's even more outrageous is that he also asked Bingtuozi to help him coax.

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He is familiar with this kind of plot. It's not the kind in the storybook where the male protagonist is in the Shura field?

Good news, he also experienced the blessing of having many wives.

Bad news, he coaxed a hammer.

"Yes."

Fairy Han helped the little tyrant of the God Hammer to coax the hammer. Her words were effective. The hammer treasure believed it immediately and stopped making trouble in the small world.

Then Ying Bing took Li Mo by the hand, and the cold smell of the Phoenix Queen returned to her body. She looked at Princess Yuyang who was still standing there.

Princess Yuyang's scalp tingled.

She just wanted to say, Li Mo, you don't have a weapon, this princess can help you get one with a few words.

Then Ying Bing went to get the magic sword.

Her scalp tingled now:

"Uh, it's cooler up there."

And she lifted her skirt and quickly returned to Jiang Yu. The people in the judges' seats, as well as the owner and senior executives who had just arrived, just came back to their senses.

Oh, Xie Xuan didn't come back to his senses. He was still sitting there dejectedly, scratching his hair with his hands like dry grass.

It seemed like he had lost his soul.

Jiang Yu was not much better. He worked hard to seize the magic sword, take charge of Tianren City, and complete the nine orifices, and enter the inner scene.

However, the sword had been taken away by a man with a hammer.

Who could bear this?

"Let's go, let's go down and see how this matter is handled."

Du Wufeng stood up first and appeared in the square.

The owner of the manor, Xie Yiding, was a middle-aged man with a stubble and bright eyes. He wore a green square scarf on his head. His temperament was melancholy and sharp. It can be seen that he was also a handsome swordsman when he was young.

He sighed and followed him down.

Weapon Casting Conference?

Whether the Qianlong Conference can be held is still a question. The result of the Weapon Casting Conference is no longer important.

"You are good, kid. The Qianlong List never gets the wrong nickname."

Du Wufeng looked at Li Mo and the first sentence was praise.

Li Mo was embarrassed: "My hammering skills are indeed still..."

"I'm talking about the fighting spirit of my wife." Du Wufeng looked at him with a sour look.

"What should we do now?"

Nangong Min, Xie Yiding and a group of Jianzhuang executives came over.

"Everyone is holding a famous weapon. He used the magic sword to participate in the Qianlong Conference. I think this is not in accordance with the rules."

"Besides, this sword symbolizes the highest honor of holding the heaven and man. Now that it is taken out without authorization, if it delays the important matter of His Majesty, who among you can bear this responsibility?"

Looking in the direction of the voice, Li Mo found that the person who said this was an old eunuch.

The executives of Jianzhuang looked at each other, and Xie Yiding also frowned, looking at Li Mo, Ying Bing, and Jiang Chulong, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Being able to take out the Heaven and Man Sword means that the talent and talent in swordsmanship are not inferior to the former owner of this sword.

Well, at least Ying Bing and Xiao Jiang are not inferior.

But the old eunuch represented the royal family, so he couldn't ignore it.

Tianshan Sword Manor, backed by the Imperial Capital, couldn't be as free and easy as Hengyun Sword City after all.

"According to the rules, it must be forged at the Weapon Casting Conference, right?"

Li Mo said, holding the magic sword.

"That's right."

"The Heavenly Sword was also forged by Master Du at the Weapon Casting Conference."

Li Mo was not greedy for the magic sword at this time.

He clenched his hands, which were cold as ice.

"That being said, it's not this session."

"The rules don't seem to say it must be this session."

Du Wufeng, who was watching the excitement, took over the conversation.

"......"

The senior executives looked at Nangong Min, thinking that Nangong Laogou really didn't have the ability to host the conference.

Nangong Min: "?"

What the hell does this have to do with me? Can you think of such a thing?

"The magic sword belongs to Tianshan Sword Manor, and I know this."

Li Mo bowed to everyone and said:

"I will use this sword to participate in the Qianlong Conference. If the opponent has a magic weapon, I will use this sword. If the opponent does not have a magic weapon, I will not use the sword and find another famous weapon to fight the enemy."

"After the Qianlong Conference, this sword will be returned to Tianren City, how about it?"

"It's embarrassing to say that although I can't practice swordsmanship,But I have always loved swords, and I only want to use this sword to fulfill my wish. Please help me. "

The magic sword has not recognized him as its master yet.

Even if it recognizes its master, it is impossible for him to take it away like this.

"That's fair, I have no objection."

Xie Yiding nodded slightly and looked at Li Mo with appreciation.

With the magic weapon in hand, he was so measured in his advances and retreats, and knew how to let go.

The old eunuch wanted to say something else, but a patrol guard landed beside him and whispered something in his ear, and he restrained his expression.

"I have no objection either."

A consensus was reached, and no one said anything tacitly, and continued the process of the weapon casting conference.

Everything seemed to be back on track, but everyone in the sword furnace square was obviously not thinking about it.

Not only here.

All the audience watching the "live broadcast" in the imperial capital were also like this.

For a while, the sentence that was most mentioned throughout the whole process was probably:

"Li Mo really deserves to die! "

Unfortunately, this kind of power of sentient beings with resentment, after being purified by the Kongming Wanse Tower, there is not much left.

Before the meeting was over, Li Mo, who had already walked out of the sword furnace and walked towards Buyun Tower, touched his waist in confusion.

What's wrong with the Kongming Wanse Tower? Why is it so hot?

Li Mo threw the small tower into the system world and raised his head.

The dark road down the mountain was flowing with swaying tree shadows, and a stream was flowing not far away.

"Bingtuozi, is this the way down the mountain?"

Li Mo scratched the back of his head, nine out of ten points confused:

"It seems that I have taken the wrong way."

"Really took the wrong way? "

Li Mo was startled, but then he felt it was normal. Bingtuozi's map showed him everywhere. How could he let her lead the way?

But what bothered him more now was that he had a magic sword in his hand, but he didn't have the corresponding sword skills.

When he went to the Qianlong Conference, if his opponent had a magic weapon, he would not know what the result would be if he used this sword to fight the enemy.

"Bingtuozi."

"Hmm?"

Li Mo put away his sword, sat down by the river, and opened his arms:

"I want to hug you."

"..."

"Sister, let me hug you. "

Ying Bing pursed her lips and sat on his thighs. Her face was cold, but in fact, there were ripples in her heart.

He wouldn't know, would he?

I thought... to teach him how to grow strawberries...

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No.

Li Mo hugged her waist, felt the soft fragrance, listened to her heartbeat, and thought that Bingtuozi had such a good talent for swordsmanship. If he hugged her, he might find some inspiration.

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PS: Please charge the power porcelain, muah