refining sword

Chapter 47
Its face is square, with prominent edges and corners, and the lines are as stiff as a knife and an axe, and there are faintly circles of wood grain annual rings on it, which are actually carved by trees.

"It's actually... an organ puppet?" Tie Jian couldn't help but shout when he saw it.

Ordinary organ warlocks can only make some ingenious hidden weapons to assist in battles, those with more profound cultivation can make some ordinary animal-shaped puppets, and those who can refine such human-shaped puppets are at least It should be an organ master equivalent to the level of a spirit swordsman.

The blue-armored puppet twisted its head slightly, made bursts of "squeaks", strode forward, and chased the man in black to kill him, who also raised his sword to greet him.

The iron spears and long swords intersected one after another, making a series of collision sounds.

Tie Jian stopped seeing the two of them, and there was not much time left for him.

With his eyes closed, he tried his best to urge the different fire in his body to charge up, and tried again to force the blood needle out of the body.

However, due to Tie Shu's previous alien fire transfer, the alien fire in Tie Jian's body suffered a lot of damage. At this moment, the flame is less than half of the original, so the impact force on the blood needle has also become significantly weaker.

After a while, a miserable cry suddenly came out.

Tie Jian hurriedly opened his eyes and looked around, and saw that the long sword in the hand of the man in black pierced the heart of the blue-armored puppet, and the latter's iron spear also penetrated his heart, picking him up in the air.

Immediately afterwards, a loud "bang" came!
The three-story attic collapsed suddenly, and billowing smoke rose up, filling the surroundings.

"Little!" Seeing this, Tie Jian couldn't help shouting.

At this moment, the figure of Tieshu suddenly rushed out from the smoke.

At this moment, his face was gloomy, the blood on his chest was red, and one palm was bent into a claw, and he slammed down and grabbed it towards Tie Jian.

Tie Jian's body was numb, and naturally he couldn't escape.

But just as his palm was about to catch Tie Jian's collar, a "厱呷" sounded, and a black chain suddenly shot out from the smoke.

The front end of the chain is a black pointed anchor, which is so powerful that it penetrates Tieshu's palm directly and flies out from the back of his palm.

Blood splattered!

Tieshu clenched his teeth, and still couldn't help but let out a soft whimper.

He didn't care about the injury on his hand at all, he actually put his five fingers together, grasped the chain, rolled his hand, firmly grasped the chain, and yanked it out.

A slender figure was immediately dragged out of the attic smoke and dust.

Tie Jian saw that the clothes on his body were mostly damaged, and the smoke and dust were everywhere. He looked a little embarrassed and couldn't help shouting:
"Little! I'm Tie Jian!"

However, Ning Xiaoxiao ignored him at all. Instead, he pressed the mechanism on his arm and directly separated the chain attached to it. Then, he jumped lightly in mid-air and fell down steadily.

"What exactly are you? Ning girl has absolutely no such ability." Tie Shu slashed the iron anchor on the chain with a sword, pulled it out of his palm, and threw it down, and asked in a deep voice.

Ning Xiaoxiao didn't answer, she still looked indifferent, her eyes were as cold as frost, and she couldn't see the slightest emotion.

I saw that she slowly rolled up her sleeves, revealing a small half of her white jade-like lotus arm, raised it up, opened her palm and pointed at Tieshu.

On her arm, she wore an inch-wide hollow-out hand cuff, which was engraved with various strange runes, and two emerald green gems were inlaid on both sides.

Seeing this, Tie Shu immediately showed a hint of fear in his eyes.

He was troubled by the endless array of magical weapons on Ning Xiaoxiao's body, and thinking that he had already obtained Situ Hao's method of refining the spirit sword, his eyes swept away Tie Jian, who was on one side, and his heart had already begun to retreat.

"Jian'er, it seems that my father has at least found a good fiancée for you, that's all... Today, I won't force it any more." After that, he didn't hesitate at all, and immediately turned his body toward the direction of Lintao River. Long swept away.

"Want to go?"

Ning Xiaoxiao's expression was sullen, and after spitting out these two words, she moved and immediately chased after him.

When passing by Tie Jian, he didn't even look at him.

Tie Jian's heart sank, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, a pained expression appeared on his face, and he slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, the sky in the west was blood red, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be burning, which was extremely magnificent.

Tie Jian lay stiffly on the ground, his expression silent.

After a while, there was a sudden light sound from its top, and a smear of blood flew out, and with a "tuk" sound, it was nailed into an ancient tree not far away.

The ancient tree shook suddenly, and large pieces of cyan leaves immediately fell down.

After the blood needles were removed, Tie Jian's numbness began to subside a little, and his limbs gradually resumed movement.

After a while, he climbed up from the ground with difficulty, glanced around, moved his hands and feet a little, and walked slowly into the attic that had collapsed.

I saw a mess in the building, almost all the furnishings have been smashed, and even the stairs are only half left.

Tie Jian jumped up and came to the crumbling second floor, his eyes were swept away, and he felt a little at ease.

Situ Hao's body was still sitting on the big chair intact, and it was not affected by the previous battle at all.

He first bowed respectfully to the former Yue Kingdom Spirit Sword Master three times, then stepped forward, carried him on his back, jumped out of the attic, and walked slowly towards the front of Bieyuan.

The sky has gradually darkened, the shadows of the night have begun to devour the earth, and the entire garden is silent.

Tie Jian was walking on the path in the forest, his head was drooping, his mind was chaotic.

He had been chased and killed in the previous escape process. It was not that he had never encountered a situation that was more dangerous than today, but even then, he had never been as desperate as he is today.

It seems that in this short period of time, all the people he knew in the past have become strangers. He has always respected his father, but he has been thinking about murdering him all the time for more than ten years, and his childhood sweetheart fiancee has also has become a stranger.

On the contrary, it was the stranger who had only a few relationships on his back, and gave him real kindness and care when he was dying.

In a trance, Tie Jian carried Situ Hao's body to a wing in the front yard.

After the placement was complete, he walked out of the wing and walked towards the gate of Bieyuan.

At the gate, the horse-drawn carriage was still parked beside the stone lion, but the driver of the car was nowhere to be seen.

Tie Jian got into the carriage, pulled the reins, and the black horse that pulled the carriage slowly walked.

Along the way, his mood was extremely low, and he did not take the initiative to drive, relying on the old horse to know the way, and rushed back to the city before the gate was closed.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Yan family mansion, he looked up and saw the plaque on the door, and then he woke up from the confusion.

Upon seeing this, the attendant at the door immediately stepped forward to take the reins of the carriage, bowed to him, and said hello.

As if he didn't hear it, he walked towards the courtyard without paying any attention.

Not long after returning to his small courtyard house and sitting down, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the house.

"Please come in."

Tie Jian felt the breath of the person outside the door, and knew that Yan Zi was here, and immediately said.

The wooden door creaked softly and opened inwards. Yan Zi, dressed in a white ruffled skirt, walked in.

"Brother Tie, I just saw you coming back in the front yard. I saw that you were a little lost, and I didn't pay attention to greeting you. I was really worried, so I came over. I hope you don't mind." Yan Zi slightly bowed her body and said. .

"Where is Miss Yan, please take a seat." Tie Jian warmed his heart and said with a smile on his face.

"Did something happen when I saw Master Situ?" Yan Zi asked after sitting down.

Tie Jian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't. In the end, he just sighed and said nothing.

Seeing his appearance, Yan Zi knew that there must be a big trouble, and she didn't speak to urge, but just waited quietly.

Tie Jian was silent for a while, as if he was sorting out what happened today in his heart. After thinking about the words, he told Yan Zi all of them one by one.

Including his life experience and the fact that he was carrying a strange fire, he did not hide it.

Now, he doesn't know who else he can trust, and he doesn't know what to do next.

In the past, he practiced diligently and worked hard to improve his sword-making skills, so that he could one day return to the Jin state, seek justice for the Tie family, and rectify his father's name.Then he found Ning Xiaoxiao and told her his heart in person.But now it seems that it is no longer necessary.

As for the various hardships he has endured in the past, he couldn't have much revenge in his heart. After encountering these changes, although he was not completely disappointed, he was also somewhat disappointed.

From his words, Yan Zi had vaguely guessed his thoughts, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

"What about Master Situ's dying request? You also want to ignore it?" She asked tentatively with a twinkle in her eyes.

Sure enough, after Tie Jian heard this, his expression froze for a moment.

"And what about the art of refining swords? Haven't you always dreamed of becoming a real Spirit Sword Master?" Yan Zi continued to ask.

"I..." Tie Jian gasped in his chest, unable to speak.

"And that... that girl Ning, don't you want to know why she did this to you?" Yan Zi paused and continued to ask.

Hearing this, Tie Jian reached into his arms, took out the sword-shaped sachet, and stared at it madly.

Seeing this, Yan Zi pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Tie Jian lightly rubbed the sachet with his fingers, thinking silently, and his dim eyes gradually lit up again.

After a while, he suddenly raised his head and said sincerely to Yan Zi, "Thank you."

"Hurry up and pack your things, and prepare to leave the city overnight." Yan Zi's eyes flickered and she said.

"Out of town?" Tie Jian asked in surprise.

"Master Situ's death is deeply implicated. The court may hide the news of his death, but it will never let the murderer go unchecked. Today you went to meet him, and someone from the Gongzao Division must know about your suspicions. It's too big, and it's inevitable that the court will be caught and questioned." Yan Zi said.

Hearing what Yan Zi said, Tie Jian suddenly came to his senses. Once captured by the imperial court, his identity as a subject of Jin State would definitely be found out, and he would definitely be regarded as a spy of Jin State's dead soldier. Difficult to wash off.

"If I run away, won't I be implicated in your Yan family?" Tie Jian said with an ugly expression.

"If you don't run away, our Yan family has already been implicated. I'll inform the stewards of the rooms, and immediately dismiss all servants and maids, and we will leave Yuejing together." Yan Zi said with a wry smile.

After all, she didn't bother with Tie Jian anymore, she got up and walked out of the small courtyard.

Tie Jian watched his back disappear into the night, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He opened the sachet, took out the stone talisman, and examined it carefully.

(End of this chapter)