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Chapter 137 Turn waste into king of treasures

Qianling Town is very lively recently, because a mysterious swordsmith came to the town recently, causing all the women to fall in love with each other.

When Mu Luo and Feng Po came, the man was drinking flower wine in the brothel.

The old lady took the money from Feng Po, and happily pointed out the location of the door to Mu Luo, and Mu Luo walked up the stairs under the amazed and eager eyes of all the prostitutes.

The pearl and jade curtain was pushed aside by Feng Po, and Mu Luo walked into the room, and saw a young man sitting on a crabapple wooden bench.

His collar is slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbone and wheat-colored skin. His narrow eyes are slightly drunk, and the corners of his smiling lips reveal a bit of cynicalism. One glance and you'll be stuck in it.

This famous swordsmith with superb skills is different from the rumors. He is neither a coquettish and graceful woman nor an experienced old man with a white beard. Instead, he looks more like a playboy.

He raised his fingertips slightly, and a small wine pot made of pure gold hung on his beautiful knuckles.Two gorgeous women dressed in tulle sat beside him, smilingly feeding crystal clear grapes into his mouth, but he was not at all curious about the sudden visitor, and imprinted a kiss on the cheek of a woman like no one else, which made him feel ashamed. Another woman complained coquettishly that he was eccentric.

Seeing that he didn't pay attention to the young master at all, Feng Po couldn't help but secretly stroked the long sword at his waist.Mu Luo raised his hand slightly, signaling Feng Po not to act rashly, then sat casually on the round chair in the center of the room as if entering his own home, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Looking for me?" The man finally responded.

"Your Excellency is Hua Canxi, the swordsmith known as 'turning a waste into a king of treasures' by people in the world."

"Well, I'm here," Hua Canxi raised her eyes slightly, and glanced at Mu Luo, "What's the matter?"

"I have a broken knife and I want you to fix it for me."

"How can a broken knife be repaired," Hua Canxi chuckled, "With that skill, it's better to cast a new knife."

"Your Excellency may wish to look at my knife and measure its value."

With a gesture from Mu Luo, Feng Po put the Kirin Knife on the table, removed layers of black cloth, and the two cut knives came into view impressively.Although it has lost its luster, it is still a rare treasured sword. The expensive gemstones have strange hues, and the dark blade is radiant, reflecting a handsome face.

Hua Canxi's eyes lit up, she stood up abruptly and walked over.

"This knife, isn't it the most precious sword in the world, the Qilin knife?"

"Exactly."

(End of this chapter)