Martial Sage

This dinner started early, and when it ended, it was already blazing with lights, and the moon was on the top.

Tang Hao lay on the bed with a little drunkenness, away from the hustle and bustle of the dinner, but now he became more clear about his goal.

Standing up and standing in front of the case, Tang Hao thought of the Blue Nightmare Sword that hadn't been here last time.

"Extract the Blue Nightmare Sword."

As Tang Hao's thoughts moved, the rainbow light flashed, and a simple sharp sword appeared in Tang Hao's hands.

Slowly drew out the long sword, the faint glow of cold light flickered, and a low humming sound was made. Tang Hao held the sword target in his hand, and a familiar breath wandered through his body. This sword was like a part of his body. generally.

Since ancient times, the Modao in the hands of soldiers like soldiers has been a standard weapon.

And some warriors or warlords will more or less build weapons that meet their own conditions according to themselves, just like Cheng Yaojin's double axe, these are medium weapons.

But there is a weapon that is forged from the most precious materials of heaven, which cuts iron like mud, blows and breaks hair.

Like Tang Hao’s Yanyue Knife and Gentian Gun, they were not only made by famous artists, but also drank countless blood on the battlefield, adding a bit of hostility and spirituality to the sword. This low voice seemed to feel the master’s will. .

Suddenly, Tang Hao seemed to have returned to the Three Kingdoms world.

Standing in a lofty figure standing at the head of the three armies, the blue nightmare in his hand appeared sharp, and the "Cao" banner behind him was hunting.

"kill"

Qing Yan pointed, and the gongs and drums were noisy behind him.

Shocked by this endless killing intent, Tang Hao couldn't calm down for a long time.

Thinking back to reality, Tang Hao stared at the sharp blade in his hand, his cold light beating like a poisonous snake.

"brush"

The long sword was swung out and cut down in the air.

The case before him was almost like tofu, and it was easily cut in two.

It really is a Divine Armament weapon!

Tang Hao lightly stroked the sword in his hand, joyous in his heart.

"Where did your saber come from?"

Li Wanqing calmly appeared at the door of the wing, staring at the Qingyan sword in Tang Hao's hand in a daze.

Looking up to meet the questioning gaze, Tang Hao was slightly surprised. Just now he was too invested in the sword, and even Li Wanqing didn't notice it when he entered the room.

Tang Hao calmed down in an instant, slowly put away the Qingyan sword and asked.

"Why did you come in without saying hello?"

"This is my home, what else do I need to say hello?"

When Li Wanqing finished speaking, she felt that her words were a bit blunt, and she explained a sentence to make own's tone look softer.

"I... I saw the fire in your room flashing, and I was afraid that you fell asleep reading the book, and the book was burned by the candlelight."

"Oh, why do you care about me suddenly? It makes me very uncomfortable."

Tang Hao caught this topic, trying to hide Qing Yan's origins from Li Wanqing.

Although these items come from a good source, it is really troublesome to explain.

"Don't think about it, I'm just afraid the house will be burnt."

Li Wanqing finally couldn't leave Face, and denied the word of concern.

However, as soon as the words were spoken, Li Wanqing felt a little regretful. After all, just an hour before, she personally poured wine for Tang Hao at the family banquet...

"Let me just say, don't we have an appointment and don't interfere with each other's Life."

Tang Hao used Li Wanqing's words to prevaricate her, and then said.

"You saw it too, I'm fine here."

The implication is to let Li Wanqing leave the wing.

Li Wanqing snorted softly, a trace of irritation rose in her heart.

If it had been before, she would have slammed the door and left, but this time she held it back.

"I, Li Wan, must do what I say. If I don't interfere, I won't. It's just that you haven't explained the origin of this sword to me. If anyone asks, I have to explain something to others? Otherwise, outsiders will say. A couple didn’t even know these things."

Seeing Li Wanqing keeping up with this issue, Tang Hao said casually.

"This was given to me by an old blacksmith in our village."

Tang Hao made up an explanation temporarily, but the fictitious character sounded a little more real than the hermit made up when Li Jing thought about it.

Seeing that Tang Hao said it was worth it, Li Wanqing couldn't ask any more questions.

Just this explanation, Li Wanqing definitely wouldn't believe it.

A piece of commoner, how could Ho Te get so many people to give it away, first to the hermit, and then to the old man in the blacksmith shop, and the things he gave were not ordinary at first sight.

Did Tang Hao hide his identity deliberately?

The poor disciples, adoptive fathers, and adoptive mothers are all ordinary farmers. Where does it seem to be for free money?

Where did you find the master? This martial arts skill of the professor?

As far as his current attainments in civil and military affairs are concerned, let alone a peasant family, it will be difficult for even a wealthy family to do it for a while.

The more I thought about Li Wanqing, the more suspicious he felt about Tang Hao.

Although puzzled, Li Wanqing nodded faintly, and walked out.

On the way back to the wedding room, Li Wanqing was full of doubts and muttered to herself.

"Didn't my father find out his life experience?"

"Or that his family is actually not poor?"

After sending Li Wanqing away, Tang Hao relaxed slightly, put away the Qingyan sword, and said in his heart.

"It seems that we have to keep it a little secret in the future."

Putting away his thoughts, Tang Hao opened Samsara's strategy in his mind.

A huge black shadow came into view.

The magical doctor Hua Tuo!

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