Eternal Gate

Zhaojiabing shop is brightly lit by candles.

The audience was gone, and they were all haggling before leaving, nothing more than ridicule and ridicule.

In the shop, the four figures are busy.

It's Zhao Yun, the old grandson, Yang Da, and Wu Er. A big fire caused the barracks to be damaged. Then it has to be repaired. How about opening at dawn?

"Okay, why did it catch fire?"

"It's man-made, I found fragments of the fire bomb."

"It's a **** thing."

Both Yang Da and Wu Er were filled with righteous indignation, constantly screaming, and were saved in time, otherwise, the entire army shop would be burned to ashes.

"Fortunately, the loss is small."

The old grandson said in his heart that the pawnshop was damaged and the weapons were still there. This was their capital.

As he said, he took a peek at Zhao Yun, the young master was really calm, as if he were all right.

"Go to the restaurant first?"

"No, go to the bank first, there is more money."

"Hmm...reliable."

Zhao Yun was cleaning, while muttering, the restaurant and money house in his mouth belonged to the Liu family, and he wanted to go shopping when he was relieved.

Set fire to my Zhao family?

Then I will give you the Liu family...letting blood.

Night, quietly dispersed.

Early in the morning, before the sky was bright, I heard the sound of firecrackers, resounding through the noisy street.

Zhaojiabingpu is now open.

From a distance, I saw red silk hanging on the facade, and even the stone lions on both sides were hung with red silk balls.

"Still open?"

Street people raised their eyebrows, and there were many people who stopped. They were just burned by the fire last night, so they opened!

"I'm afraid that Zhao Yun's brain is flooded."

"This is a bad remark. Zhao Yun is abolished, but he is not stupid. He is a young master."

"It's like this, but after opening, it seems to make no difference. It's not that I belittle the Zhao family, it's his weapon, it really doesn't work."

"On weapons, it must belong to the Liu family."

There were a lot of people gathered, and there were a lot of voices. They were all pointing and pointing in front of the soldiers' shop.

"The new weapon!"

The yelling has started, and the second Wuer is holding the gong and beating hard.

"Walking by, don't miss it."

Da Yang's voice is also exceptionally loud, and he is also carrying a gong, which sounds rhythmic.

Zhao Yun is also here.

The shopkeeper of the soldiers' shop is responsible for supporting the facade and the scene of the town.

"Get out of the way."

There was a loud shout suddenly.

It is two little servants.

These two goods are not ordinary arrogant, they stripped away the bustling silhouettes, and abruptly opened a path, behind which is the master.

Here comes an old man.

This guy forced the grid to be fuller, with his hands on his back, without squinting, I don't know, which mountain 旮旯 was the hidden expert who ran out?

Wang De.

When Zhao Yun saw it, he recognized at a glance that he was Liu Jiabingpu's manager, an old fox.

He was not surprised that the Liu family came.

Business has its own rules. When a shop opens, other colleagues will more or less send someone to say something about it, or they may pack a few silver patterns or buy a headpiece of weapons.

These are all unwritten rules. One is to show generosity; the other is to make a name, and the third is! Make money in harmony, competition belongs to competition, and certain cutscenes still have to go.

In Zhao Yun's view, there are people from the Liu family, not to join in, but to smash the scene.

"I have seen my uncle."

Wang De settled down and held his hands from a long distance away. He smiled without a smile. He was doing self-explanatory work. Although he called his uncle, he looked at Zhao Yun with contempt.

"I'm interested."

Zhao Yun said calmly, without any expression.

"Since it's here, fight for weapons!"

I don't know which one, I shouted, watching the lively, it is really not too big.

"Fight."

Someone took the lead and made a booze. At any rate, the soldiers were spreading out. There was no dragon and lion dance. It would be good if there was a spectacular show. Whether it was the Liu family’s stalemate or the Zhao family’s embarrassment, it would be very seductive and watch the show. Well! They don't care.

"What does Auntie mean?"

Wang De smiled, with a playful smile. He came here to smash the place. Someone made a fuss. What are you waiting for? After smashing, we left.

"If you don't dare, you can give up."

The two Liu Family's little servants glanced at Zhao Yun, who was actually more arrogant than the master.

"Fight!"

Zhao Yun shrugged, speaking rather casually.

Zheng!

When Zhao Yun finished speaking, he saw Wang De draw his sword, and the moment the sword was unsheathed, the sound of clank sound was harsh.

It was a silver sword with radiant sword light, and the street people who watched were bright. Although the Liu family was not very good, this weapon was definitely forgotten about the ancient city, and people have arrogant capital.

"Its name is Frost Sword." Wang De said, and then added a leisurely sentence, "It's the last sword in my Liujia Bingpu..."

These words, the corners of the street people who listened to talk straight, you are too **** good to pretend.

Just imagine, if you can win with the last sword, that blow to Zhao Jiabingpu will undoubtedly have a critical strike bonus.

This trick is really high.

"Xiao Wu, go and pick the one that is the last one, lest the neighbours say we are bullying." Zhao Yun yawned.

"Go!"

Wu Er put down the gong, hemp slipped in.

When he came out again, he was holding a sword, which was completely black and not slippery. The length was similar to that of the sword held by the young man. Both were light swords.

"This sword is not very good."

The spectators coughed.

How to say it, at first glance, you thought it was a fire stick? The thief kind.

Wang De glanced at it and almost laughed.

The appearance is so ugly, the Zhao family is really embarrassed to take it out, in his opinion, it is really not challenging.

"This sword...named Wuyue."

The old grandson stepped forward and took the sword from Ziwu's second hand. Obviously, it was him who made the sword.

"Brother Wang, please."

The old grandson stood still and stood with his sword.

"Rubbish."

Wang De didn't hide his words, and slashed with his sword.

Zheng!

The old grandson was not weak, and then raised his sword.

No matter who it is, the true essence is not affected.

Fight sword! It's very simple. See who is harder and sharper, and you can know the strength on the spot.

Zheng! Zheng!

The two swords collided under everyone's attention, and there was metal clacking, and sparks were wiped out.

The old grandson stepped back.

The same goes for Wang De.

Looking at the Wu Yue sword of the Zhao family, it was intact, and the sword of the Liu family Hanshuang had broken a gap.

Yes, it is a gap.

Everyone looked, the fragments of the Frost Sword had collapsed and flew out, and the sound of landing was quite clear.

"This...."

The street people were stunned, and they were sure that they had not read the wrong thing. The victory or defeat was determined. The Liu Family's Frost Sword... was defeated, and Wu Yue Sword cut a gap.

As expected.

Zhao Yun carried the hip flask and didn't even look at it. The Frost Sword is not weak, but it is not the most essential. Although his Wuyue sword is not very attractive, it has no impurities and is the most essential.

"This is impossible."

Wang De was stunned before reacting. He looked at the sword in his hand in disbelief. At this moment, he was still croaking. The gap in it was not big, but it was extremely dazzling.

"This sword... is definitely not from your Zhao family. It must be borrowed from another place to cover people's eyes."

The Liu family’s young man shouted, he was not stupid, and it was not impossible, looking for a sword-holding scene!

"In that case, go in and choose whatever you want."

Zhao Yun's words are still so casual.

Wang De let out a cold snort, which was real enough, he really went in, but he had to see what he was famous for.

For a long time, I haven't seen him come out.

When I came out again, I was already a sullen face, and I was also working as a errand at the soldiers shop. There were countless military parades. I could see the weapons in the Zhao’s soldiers shop and the various extraordinary items. It is true that the Wuyue sword that Wu Er took was the last one. Put.

For this, his Frost Sword couldn't even fight, let alone the others, he was bound to fail in a reckless fight.

Accident, really unexpected.

I thought it was a victory, God knows where the Zhao family has so many good weapons.

"Not selected?"

The old grandson held his hand and glanced at Wang De. What about that awesome energy just now?

"We really can't find a newer one." Wu Er said honestly.

"Or, should I go find a fire stick?"

Yang Da was also amused, speaking solemnly.

"What are you talking about?"

Street people raised their eyebrows, these three people, young and old, sang double reeds, saying one after another, and the thieves were energetic.

Zhao Yun did not look, raised his head and took a sip of wine. Next fight! I didn't take out the Longyuan Sword, so I gave you a lot of face.

"go."

Wang De flicked his robe, then turned around, dingy, and full before he came, but now, he has an old face and is not very professional, and his face is lost to his grandma's house.

"This... gone?"

Street people are unknown, so go ahead and fight!

"Fifty-two pieces, 20% off for the whole audience."

The old grandson spoke and smiled.

When the words fell, I saw a middle-aged man in black, raised his foot and stepped into the Zhaojia Bingshop. He is a man with a sharp vision. Wang De's sullen posture is also the best proof. How tough.

He is more than a man with a sharp vision. Three moments, a dozen people have entered the army shop.

Entering the eye, you will see a dazzling array of weapons, full of shelves, and eighteen weapons, and many of them are still glowing. Really, any one is the top grade of the top grade.

"Good knife."

"Forty-two, I want this sword."

"I like this gun very much."

All of a sudden, there was a crowd of people in the barracks, none of them were fools, and they were all good and bad.

The news broke and more people came.

The lively streets have become more lively, and Zhao's Bingpu is the gathering place for people's shadows.

"Master, the soldiers' shop is on guard."

The old grandson collected money while whispering, seeing his demeanor, he was quite young.

"May Grandpa be the Spirit of Heaven."

Zhao Yun said with a smile, the light in his eyes flickered, not only to guard the barracks, but also to guard the Zhao family, the shame he suffered will surely be recovered.

"How can it be."

Liu Jiabingpu, Liu Canghai's face! It's not a face anymore. I thought I could humiliate the Zhao family, but who would have thought of smashing his own place.

Fighting the sword, his Liu family was defeated.

If this matter was passed back to the family, it would be unavoidable that the Liu family had never been ashamed.

"The whole house is full of good weapons."

Wang De whispered, don't look at Liu Canghai's cultivation base, but how hot is this stuff?

"Is it possible to have a refiner?"

Someone reminded him.

"Where is the old knife?"

Liu Canghai said that he was sent to set the fire last night, but he has not yet seen him come back. Was his mother lost?

"There is no news so far."

"Find it for me." Liu Canghai was furious. "There is also Zhao Jiabingpu. Check it out for me."