Swordsman of the World

Chapter 12
As the city lord, Li Xiuyuan, even though his son was defeated, still presided over the New Year Festival, and at the same time gave rewards for the New Year Festival.

Wenyin 1000 taels, one piece of Ice Soul Stone, one piece of Taixu Stone, ten Soul Gathering Pills, one Soul Condensation Pill, one low-grade magic weapon Xuantie sword, one low-grade magic weapon fish sausage sword, seal centurion token .

These are the No.1 rewards of the Annual Festival!

These things are of great value. Two months ago, Yang Dong would not have dared to think about them. Now they all belong to him.

However, he returned the token of the centurion to the city lord, because after receiving the token, he belonged to the official editor of Huaishui City.

He has no objection to being an official in Huaishui City, but he may be transferred by the Qin and Ming Dynasty at any time. At that time, he will serve the court, so who will take care of his sister?
Yuchang Sword and Ice Soul Stone were of little use to him, so Yang Dong gave them to Elder Tang after thinking about them, but the latter was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

One is to repay favors, and the other is that he has no place to put so many low-grade magical artifacts.

After the New Year Festival, there were some Li Xiuyuan's New Year speeches, and then they dispersed after some singing and dancing.

Of course, Li Xiuyuan also wanted to ask Yang Dong some things, for example, he has a niece from far away, does he have any plans to marry as a wife?Or maybe he lacks a general, the Ninth Grade Officer, and asked Yang Dong if he was interested.

Yang Dongdu tactfully refused, which made Li Xiuyuan have nothing to do with him, as if he was a young man.

As for why Lord Yang decided that he didn't have a sword soul, but now he has a sword soul?

Yang Dong's answer was that the Sword Soul did not fully appear until the third day after awakening the Sword Soul. Although this is an excuse, it still makes sense.

Li Xiuyuan is very much in favor of Yang Dong's integration into Tangjiabao. After all, Yangjiabao has grown stronger in recent years. If there are one or two more geniuses, they will probably surpass Huaishui City, and it will be difficult to manage.

It is best for Huaishui City to balance the two castles against each other.

Naturally, the crowd couldn't do without another congratulation. From now on, the younger generation will be headed by him in the three-acre area of ​​Huaishui City.

After the New Year Festival, Yang Dong was not in a hurry to go back. He asked his neighbor Aunt Ma to take care of his younger sister for a while, while he ran to Huaishui City.

Taixu Stone, this is the reason why he ran to Huaishui City.

Because the technique he practiced was to absorb the power of stars, so when he got this fist-sized crystal black spar, he knew that he was suitable for his Void Sword Soul.

He ran to the armory workshop, and saw a seven or eight-year-old child playing with a leopard at the door.

Yang Dong smiled.

"Boss." Yang Dong pushed the door open, put the Star Stone on the table, and asked, "Do you know this thing?"

The boss held his breath, looked carefully for a while, and exclaimed: "Taixu Stone, this is a meteorite from outside the sky, and its purity is very high."

Seeing that he knew this thing, Yang Dong asked again: "Do you think it can be integrated into my star sword?"

The boss looked at the rusty sword, and he sneered: "You little brat, you don't understand anything, the attack formation in the broken sword I gave you has been destroyed, it's useless, you might as well use this Taixu Stone re-forged a low-grade magic weapon."

Yang Dong was not familiar with the art of refining weapons, so after hearing what he said, he asked, "Then how much does it cost to forge a low-grade magic weapon?"

"500 taels, you come to pick it up tonight." The boss stretched out five fingers, and directly offered a big price.

The boss said again: "Don't think it's too expensive, this kind of Taixu stone needs refined flint to melt, and the cost for me to make it is also very high, thanks to its high purity, if the purity is too low, I will refine it for you, then Charges are more expensive.”

Yang Dong nodded and said: "Then boss, you can forge it, here is 500 taels, and I will pay you first."

Hiss, the boss gasped and said in surprise, "You boy, you were penniless a while ago, what's the matter? Got a windfall?"

Yang Dong chuckled and said, "No, I won the New Year Festival."

The boss held Wenyin in his hand and hadn't recovered yet. He was surprised again and said, "New Year Festival? By you? Really or not!"

But Yang Dong has already walked out of the Arsenal.

At noon, Yang Dong bought a lot of daily necessities and women's clothes and returned home. Song Muqing was at the age of growth, and she always changed her clothes frequently.

As soon as he entered the door, he said: "Qing'er, I bought you a padded jacket, come and try to see if it fits well, eh...?"

Just as Yang Dong put down the things in his hand, he immediately frowned. There was a guest at home, none other than Yang Xue.

She is smiling, with a beautiful oval face, dark eyeballs, flushed cheeks, a youthful and lively body, her complexion is like snow, she is slightly shy, very delicate and beautiful, her tall body is dressed in emerald green. A green one-piece dress with a belt of the same color around the waist cinches the waist slenderly and accentuates the breasts.

When Yang Xue saw Yang Dong coming back, she immediately greeted him with a smile, and said, "Brother Dong, I'll help you get the things."

Yang Dong was in a daze, that's right, Yang Xue was like this two and a half months ago, after this period of time, she didn't look at her directly, what's wrong with her now?
He looked at Song Muqing again, who was cooking in the kitchen.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Dong sullenly pulled her slender wrist.

Yang Xue was in pain, her brows were furrowed, and she said in pain, "Brother Dong, you hurt me."

Yang Dong didn't show any mercy, he snorted coldly: "Don't come to my house to make trouble, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

At this moment, Song Muqing came out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "Brother, are you back? Wait a minute, we can eat soon."

This time, he pulled Yang Xue back and said, "Come out with me, Qing'er, I'll go out with her to talk, you can continue cooking."

Outside, on the snowy ground, Yang Xue rubbed her hands and let out a sigh of relief.

"I was wrong, Brother Dong." Yang Xue lowered her head silently, clenching her teeth: "Yang Le is not good to me at all. He also often goes in and out of brothels. He is proud, supercilious, and never cares about me. Or You are nice to me."

Yang Dong smiled, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Of course I treat you well, because I have always been sincere to you, and Yang Le only wants to marry you and become the future master of Yangjiabao."

Yang Xue said pleasantly: "Brother Dong, we can start over again. Although Dad betrothed me to Yang Le, nothing happened between me and him. I have always kept a distance. As long as you are willing to go back to Yangjiabao, Dad will also cancel it." I'm married to him."

Yang Dong was unmoved, and said coldly: "You are the first person I fell in love with, I don't want to deceive you, but we are impossible, I hope you understand what is hard to get back. Please come back, if you If you don't want to choose Yang Le, Li Xiuning is a good choice."

After all, Yang Dong went into the house without looking back, Yang Xue's expression turned pale instantly, and her little hands were clenched tightly.

She was not reconciled, the Yang family just passed her by like this on the first day.

She asked angrily: "Yang Dong, do you have a better choice? In Huaishui City, regardless of appearance or family background, I, Yang Xue, ask myself, where can you find a woman who is better than me?"

Yang Dong didn't respond to her. He could say some arrogant or taunting words, or humiliate her as a counterattacker, or even pretend to be reconciled and deceive her feelings.

But he didn't want to do that. After all, he was a childhood sweetheart for 15 years. After all, it was his first love. After all, he was seeking to get back together.

It's not that Yang Dong has some bitter and deep hatred with her, so save her some face.

Back inside, Song Muqing tilted her head in doubt: "Did you forgive her?"

Yang Dong shook his head: "Forgive her, but it's impossible between me and her, besides, after a while, I will break through again in my cultivation base, and I will take you to the doctor Gao Ming to see your illness, and then I will inquire about your father's illness." Mother's whereabouts."

"You have news?" Song Muqing asked in surprise.

Yang Dong shook his head again: "No, the relatives said that it was because of your illness that your father and mother went out at the beginning. I hope to follow their path and find useful news one day."

On the other side, after being rejected by Yang Dong, Yang Xue returned to Yangjiabao in a daze.

She worships the strong, and she was also very depressed when Yang Dong was declared to be born without a sword soul.

Fortunately, there was another Yang Le as a substitute, so she soon fell in love with Yang Le, who had always been greedy for her.

She never expected that Yang Dong could awaken the sword soul, it was her father's misjudgment.

Yang Xue was very upset, so she went back and pretended to be flirtatious with that Yang Le?

To be honest, she had never paid attention to Yang Le before, so she had no emotional foundation. She was together for two and a half months before, and she just hoped that Yang Le would give her a superior status in the future.

Suddenly, a man reeking of alcohol rushes out of the intersection, isn't it Yang Le whose hair crown has been cut off?

He grabbed Yang Xue's wrist and shouted, "Where did you die? Did you go to find Yang Dong?"

Yang Xueliu frowned, the more she looked at Yang Le, the more upset she became, and she said coquettishly: "Let go, where I go is none of your business?"

"Why is it none of my business? In a few days, you will be my wife." Yang Le raised his voice several times abruptly, and said, "You dare to find your old friend again, and I will never end with you."

Yang Xue resisted: "I won't marry! What's the use of your trash? Let me go."

Yang Le flew into a rage, and slapped him, slap, and immediately left a clear slap mark on Yang Xue's face.

This slap directly stunned Yang Xue. From childhood to adulthood, she was always protected by someone everywhere, but she was slapped by Yang Le.

Yang Le was swearing and swearing, and his neck was red with anger.

"Whether you like it or not, Master has agreed to this marriage. Sooner or later, you will be Lao Tzu's woman. Yang Dong will not come back. Can you afford him now?"

"What else do you have besides being beautiful? Will Yang Dong still fall in love with you? Two months, ****, he spent two months practicing to the middle stage of swordsman, will you fall in love with you?"

"You are only worthy of being my Yang Le's woman, hum, if you dare to break the ties with him, don't blame me for being rude."

After Yang Le taught Yang Xue a lesson, he took a sip of wine, and then walked into the castle.

Yang Xue covered her cheeks, tears dripped down her cheeks, she gritted her teeth tightly, trembling with anger.

She didn't understand, why did she end up like this?
"Yang Dong, woo woo... Where are you, Yang Dong... No! I can't marry Yang Le, this trash, he is not Yang Dong's match at all, only Yang Dong, he is the best, he is mine , must be mine!"

Yang Xue, who was choking and crying at the beginning, gradually became resolute and strong, with a ruthless look flashing between her brows.

(End of this chapter)