Iron Cross Fire

After the words fell, Liu Dong opened the package and drew out the ancient sword.

Swish!

In an instant, the moment the ancient sword was unsheathed, a golden light flashed, the blade shone brightly in the sun, and the veins were like gurgling water, showing its nobleness and extraordinaryness.

Hiss!

Seeing this scene, everyone around couldn't help but gasp, and they were all stunned.

What a good sword.

In an instant, everyone realized that what Liu Dong said was true, and no longer dared to mock. M.

However, Liu Dong did not show off too much, and his attention was always on the movements of Mingjian Villa.

Sure enough, the situation here soon attracted the attention of a team of disciples from Mingjian Villa, who walked over quickly and shouted loudly: "Hey, what are you doing here?"

Crash!

Seeing someone coming from Mingjian Villa, everyone quickly made way. At the same time, someone said: "This person is selling swords here."

What, someone dares to sell swords near Mingjian Villa?

Isn't this just showing off one's sword in front of Guan Gong?

The leading disciple frowned, walked over and locked his eyes on Liu Dong: "Are you selling swords here?" As he spoke, he looked at the ancient sword in Liu Dong's hand.

The moment he saw the ancient sword, the disciple was also stunned.

This ancient sword is really good.

"Not bad!"

Hearing the question, Liu Dong was not panicked at all, and acted modestly: "I'm in urgent need of money, so I dare to sell it here."

The disciple frowned: "Your sword, there must be something wrong with where it came from, come on, come with us."

As he said that, he called his men and took Liu Dong into the villa without saying anything.

At this moment.

In Mingjian Villa, Ye Ziyi was sitting in the study, closing her eyes to rest.

"Miss!"

At this moment, a disciple walked in quickly with a complicated look: "There is a person selling ancient swords outside our villa, which is very suspicious. We have caught him."

Is there such a thing?

Hearing this, Ye Ziyi was stunned for a moment, then raised her jade hand: "Just bring it here."

"Yes, Miss."

The disciple responded, walked out quickly, and soon led Liu Dong in.

At this time, the disciple's face was full of arrogance, and he said coldly to Liu Dong: "This is the Miss of our villa. You'd better tell me the origin of your sword."

Liu Dong pretended to be terrified and saluted quickly: "I am Liu Dong, meet the Miss."

"What ancient sword?"

Ye Ziyi sat there, with a calm expression: "Take it out and let me see it."

Liu Dong quickly opened the package and showed the ancient sword. In an instant, the whole study was shrouded in a golden light.

Hmm?

Ye Ziyi's eyes flickered, and she stood up all of a sudden, staring at the sword closely, unable to hide her shock.

It turned out to be a purple-level ancient sword, and the workmanship was so exquisite, it must have an extraordinary origin.

The next second, Ye Ziyi suppressed the shock in her heart and looked at Liu Dong: "Where did you get this sword?" She looked indifferent, but her eyes were full of expectation.

Speaking of which, as the eldest lady of Mingjian Villa, Ye Ziyi had seen countless swords and could tell at a glance that the sword in front of her was not something that an unknown person like Liu Dong could own.

"I..."

However, as an elite guard, Liu Dong had also seen the world. At this time, he was not frightened by Ye Ziyi's aura at all, but still pretended to be terrified: "This is my family's ancestral heirloom. If the eldest lady wants it, I will help you and ask you for 800 taels of gold."

As soon as the voice fell, the disciple next to him couldn't help but scolded: "I think you really don't know how to live or die. You are doing business and you are above my lady?"

Ye Ziyi shook her head and signaled the disciple to shut up.

The next second, Ye Ziyi looked at Liu Dong with a half-smile: "You said this is your ancestral heirloom? This ancient sword is not only exquisitely crafted, but also has dragon-shaped patterns on it. It is obviously a royal item. Could it be that you are a royal disciple?"

"But do royal children need to be so poor as to sell swords to make a living?"

At the end of the story, Ye Ziyi's face turned cold and she scolded: "If you keep asking, I won't bother with you and will give you some rewards. If you are stubborn, don't blame me for being rude."

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