Dress up and fight!

Chapter 1689 Once entering the Houmen, it is as deep as the sea (20)

After figuring out the crux of the matter, the guard walked up to Lan Ruyun and bowed to salute: "Just now there is nothing wrong with my humble position, please forgive me, girl."

The people Lan Ruyun met on weekdays were either the ones on the mountain who greeted her family at every turn, or the ones down the mountain who avoided her far away.

In addition, everyone was ashamed of the Marquis of Huaiyin, and felt that saluting to them was a loss of reputation, so most of the time, these people walked around Lan Ruyun.

Therefore, it is really rare for Lan Ruyun to salute Lan Ruyun respectfully like this person.

Lan Ruyun, who was very unaccustomed to others being polite to him, hurriedly bowed down to return the courtesy to the man: "Everyone is a son or daughter of the world, so don't be so polite."

Lan Ruyu helped her forehead helplessly from behind: Since when did her younger sister become a son and daughter of the quack, and they were named as the Marquis of Huaiyin anyway, Lan Ruyun wants to be so quack!
After a salute to each other, the guard tentatively asked Lan Ruyun, "I wonder if the girl can borrow the sword in her hand to have a look."

At this time, Lan Ruyun's reaction was much quicker: "No, this is a family heirloom of my family."

The guard didn't expect that he would be rejected so cleanly, and hurriedly explained: "The humble job just saw that the sword in the girl's hand is very powerful, so I wanted to open my eyes and hope that the girl will be successful."

Clinker Lan Ruyun shook his head again: "No."

Guard: "." This girl is really straightforward, not at all pretentious, even if she refuses someone, it's so simple and clear.

Just when the guard seemed to say something again, he heard Wei Rongzu poke his head behind the guard: "Didn't you originally want to sell this heirloom of yours, you set a price, and I will buy it."

As a famous second-generation ancestor, there is really no pressure to spend money, especially after seeing the guard's expression, he is more willing to spend the money.

After hearing Wei Rongzu's words, Lan Ruyu took two steps forward: "The heirlooms of my Lan family are very expensive." How could Wei Rongzu, the second generation ancestor, buy them.

Seeing Lan Ruyu's obviously contemptuous expression, Wei Rongzu fanned his nose twice, and said in a bad tone: "Master has plenty of money, let alone a family heirloom, even the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion, I can afford it." , make an offer."

Lan Ruyu turned her head away angrily, she didn't want to talk to this second generation ancestor.

But where no one saw it, Lan Ruyu smiled fleetingly: This is what I was waiting for.

Carefully handing the sword to the guard's hand, the guard was almost staggered by the sword. The sword was much heavier than he had imagined.

Unexpectedly, the two girls from the Marquis of Huaiyin really had such strength.

After that, the guard took the sword and looked at it carefully: No matter how he looked at it, the sword seemed to have no edge. The guard really couldn't figure out why such a blunt sword could cut off his iron-sharpened sword. A sword like mud.

The guard was very puzzled. He held up the sword in his hand and turned to look at the men behind him: "Slash me with the sword."

The subordinate was obedient, he took out the saber from his waist and lightly touched the guard's sword. He had obtained this sword with great difficulty, so he couldn't break it so vaguely.

The guard was just about to reprimand his subordinates for not eating, but in the blink of an eye, he heard a snap, and the sword in his hands broke again without any suspense.

Everyone present gasped at the same time. If it was the first time that the sword was broken, it might be because of the girl's high martial arts skills. Then the second time the sword was broken was purely because of the weapon. After all, everyone saw it clearly just now. , the guard's men didn't use any force at all, the two swords were just lightly put together.

The subordinate looked at his broken sword wanting to cry without tears: that was his life, did it just break like this!

The guard's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and turned to ask Wei Rongzu for instructions: "Master, can you lead the pig over here?"

Hearing the words, Wei Rongzu hurriedly dismissed Chang Sui who was beside him: "Don't you understand people's words, hurry up and get a pig for me."

Chang Sui responded and was just about to leave when he heard a man's cry from the crowd: "I have a pig at home, you wait for me to fetch it now."

Seeing someone volunteering to find a pig, Wei Rongzu casually took out a golden barley from his arms and threw it into the man's hand: "Hurry up and get it."

Then he kicked Chang Sui next to him: "You go with me."

Perhaps it was too tempting to watch the fun, and the man and Chang Sui drove the pig back soon.

Signaling Chang Sui to control the pig, the guard gently slashed the sword in his hand against the neck, only to hear the pig let out a scream, and then ran out, but the pig's head fell to the ground.

The guard stood on the spot holding the sword, staring at the dead pig's head, the pig's blood dripped down the blade of the sword to the ground, not even a trace of blood was left on the sword.

Unwilling to give up, the guard tore off a few hairs from his head and threw them on the blade, the strands of hair in his hand broke at the same time.

Seeing that the guards were trying endlessly, Lan Ruyu stepped forward and took the sword from the guard's hand, and wrapped the sword tightly with the rags that had just been wrapped around the sword: "Look, this is the sword of my Huaiyin Hou Mansion." Family heirloom, do you want to buy it?"

The guard obviously hasn't recovered from the shock just now: Unexpectedly, the down-and-out Huaiyin Marquis Mansion actually has a peerless sword, such a treasure can indeed be regarded as a family heirloom.

Looking distressed at the sword wrapped in rags in Lan Ruyu's hands, the guard couldn't calm down for a long time: If this sword was in his hands, he would definitely use the finest wood and the most gorgeous gemstones to make it into a sword The handle and the scabbard will definitely not be as violent as the Marquis of Huaiyin.

Thinking of this, the guard suddenly found a problem, since the sword is so sharp, why can't the rags wrapped around him be damaged?
The guard's eyes fell on the rags wrapped around the sword, and then he noticed with sharp eyes that the rags seemed to be very different from the ones he usually saw.
Before the guard could speak, Wei Rongzu had already walked towards Sister Lan Ruyu: "How much silver is your heirloom, I want it."

After hearing Wei Rongzu's forthright words, the crowd burst into cheers.

Wei Rongzu was even more proud when he heard the words, he raised his neck high and waited for Lan Ruyu to make an offer.

Lan Ruyu had never sold anything on the street like this before. While hesitating, she heard that Lan Ruyun had already called out the price: "Twenty thousand taels of silver can't be less."

After all, he is a martial artist, so Lan Ruyun has some understanding of the price of weapons.

But who knows, just after she called out the price, a happy smile appeared on Wei Rongzu's face.

Wei Rongzu's smile immediately made the Lan sisters nervous: Did they lower the price?

After ordering one of his subordinates to go back to the cashier to get the money, Wei Rongzu's attitude was much better this time: "Miss Lan Er, my subordinate has already gone back to get the money, can you play with the sword again."

(End of this chapter)