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Chapter 95: Man and Sword Have Fun Together

Chapter 95: Man and Sword Have Fun Together

2024-01-24

Author: Mei Ke

  Chapter 95 Man and Sword Joy Together

  Not only did Luo Xian’er discover the change, Qiu Buhuan, as a forger

  , had already noticed it. It can be said that when Yang Shifei emitted cold air and was swept back to the Holy Weapon by the hot air, she realized that the situation was not good.

  After all, every step of the forging of the Holy Weapon is extremely rigorous and there can be no mistakes. Not to mention the cold air that is completely opposite to the heat of forging the weapon. Under the interweaving of cold and heat, the slightest mistake will cause the Holy Weapon to be covered in dust or even broken!

  She knew that Yang Shifei had an extraordinary physique, but she never expected that he would begin to break through under the stimulation of the Holy Weapon.

  And the cold air in the body that could not be mobilized originally was still dissipating through the body when practicing the breakthrough.

  ——Something is going to happen.

  She was sweating profusely at the time, fearing that the Holy Weapon would be damaged.

  But as she beat the sword embryo again and again, this mysterious cold air not only did not conflict with the Holy Weapon, but instead slowly merged into it unreasonably.

  ”Shifei’s cold air has such a miraculous effect?!”

  The Holy Weapon Sword Embryo began to change in a way that she could not understand.

  The heat of forging weapons, which should have been hotter and hotter, gradually became mixed with a hint of cold air.

  Heat waves and cold currents intertwined and surrounded the cave, like a perfect balance of yin and yang, constantly swirling around the cave.

  In the hundreds of years of history of Qianren Bingtan, a dramatic change that had never happened was happening right in front of her eyes.

  Qiu Buhuan suppressed his panic and added a bit of surprise.

  The changes in the holy weapons were beyond her knowledge and learning.

  But it was this “extraordinary” that made her feel indescribable joy –

  Qianren Bingtan had been following the rules for hundreds of years, and the disciples had followed the secret teachings of their master from generation to generation. But now she would break the rules with her own hands and forge a brand new holy weapon that had never been seen before!

  ”Right or wrong.”

  Qiu Buhuan was very excited, her face flushed, and the movement of swinging the hammer in her hand was still steady.

  She gradually forgot her fatigue, as if her heart was burning, and she pounded the sword again and again, completely forgetting herself.

  Time kept passing, so long that her consciousness was a little hazy.

  Until Qiu Buhuan gradually felt the “spirituality” bursting out of the sword embryo.

  It’s not that the weapon really has wisdom, but a hint of spiritual charm was born from the fusion of many natural treasures.

  ——It can make her internal force of the technique resonate with the holy weapon.

  Every time she strikes, there will be mysterious feedback from the sword embryo, such as calling where to strike next time and what kind of force and angle to use. The

  holy weapon and the forger will coordinate with each other and continue until the weapon is perfectly formed.

  This is the forging method that has been passed down in Qianren Bingtan for hundreds of years, a unique skill called “Sacred Heart Weapon Technique”.

  The forger uses his blood and fiery heart to integrate his mind with the weapon and reach the state of selflessness.

  However, Qiu Buhuan noticed something wrong again-

  although she forged a holy weapon for the first time, she had already mastered the method of the Holy Heart Weapon Technique and knew the tricks.

  When she struck the sword embryo, she felt a strange wave, which was completely different from the record of the technique.

  Although it was vague, after careful distinction, she knew it was

  happiness.

  Qiu Buhuan was stunned for a moment, and then she was even more happy.

  Although the reason is unclear, the spirituality of this holy weapon is far greater than before, so it should be treated with more concentration!

  She communicated with the sword embryo more deeply and forged it continuously.

  And the holy weapon seemed to respond, asking where to hit it to make it more beautiful. What kind of force should be used to make the owner of that breath like it more-

  every time Yang Shifei’s breath was involved, both the man and the sword embryo would shudder.

  As the breath gradually blended, the increasingly formed sword embryo made a crisp and clear sound, like a joyful song.

  Qiu Buhuan’s face became more and more rosy. This hammer hit the sword body, sending back waves of joy and comfort, unconsciously inspiring his attachment to the Lord of Cold.

  ”Shifei.”

  Qiu Buhuan’s eyes were blurred, his face flushed, and his heart became softer.

  The sword embryo trembled even more, like an excited scream, and the green light flashed rapidly.

  I don’t know how long it will take-

  Qiu Buhuan hit it lightly with a hammer, the sword embryo stopped trembling, and the holy weapon was formed!

  The brilliant green light burst out instantly, and the sword chanting shook the cave.

  This beautiful long sword, as slender as jade, trembled suddenly on the felt platform.
  

  Qiu Buhuan’s eyes were filled with tears. He threw away the forging hammer, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with a flushed face, panting very quickly.

  ”——Are you okay?!”

  Yang Shifei rushed over and supported her.

  Qiu Buhuan’s eyes were hazy, and he pursed a soft smile: “I’m fine, I was just temporarily stimulated by the holy weapon.”

  She couldn’t help but hug him with her backhand, buried her head in her arms, and gasped in a trance: “I like it very much”

  Yang Shifei: “?”

  This made Luo Xian’er, who also came, look strange.

  She started to witness it from the middle, so she saw it clearly.

  His state of forging the holy weapon became more and more subtle, and he kept muttering the name of the young master. The trembling look of his legs clamped together was no longer as heroic as at the beginning, but more like a girl in love.

  This is probably the most incredible forging scene in the world.

  After calming down for a while, Qiu Buhuan was helped to stand up with a flushed face.

  ”I was a little out of control just now, please don’t take it too seriously.”

  ”I don’t mind.” Yang Shifei laughed dryly: “But, what’s wrong with you?”

  ”The holy weapon has spirits. When it is first born, it will bring a mental shock to the forger.”

  Qiu Buhuan said with a little embarrassment: “So it’s normal for me to be a little excited.”

  Yang Shifei was a little confused. Can the skill of forging this holy weapon be so mysterious?

  But thinking of the exaggerated scene of green light shooting out as soon as he opened his eyes after the training, he could only nod silently.

  Perhaps, this is the wonder of the holy weapon.

  ”But this sword is probably the most peculiar holy weapon in ancient and modern times.”

  Qiu Buhuan gently brushed the blue-white long sword that was still hot.

  The holy weapon trembled twice as if it had sensed something, and the two sides still had a trace of telepathy –

  Qiu Buhuan smiled and looked back: “This sword likes you very much. It may only recognize you as its master.”

  Yang Shifei raised his eyebrows and said: “Is there such a gain?”

  ”Yes!”

  Qiu Buhuan realized his situation when the hot wind blew past him.

  As she forged the weapon with great concentration, her completely soaked underwear was rolled up to her waist, and the honeydew melon that could hardly be contained had been completely released in the repeated shaking.

  Qiu Buhuan’s face flushed immediately, and he hurriedly hugged her with his arms. Unexpectedly, he couldn’t hold it all, and it was squeezed full and overflowing.

  Thinking that he was still sighing and talking just now, he felt even more embarrassed and dizzy.

  Luo Xian’er came over silently and helped her put on her clothes.

  Yang Shifei looked away unnaturally. This size was probably bigger than his head.

  Luo Xian’er glanced at him faintly: “Young Master.”

  ”Ahem!” Yang Shifei turned his head away and said seriously: “I didn’t see anything.”

  Luo Xian’er sighed softly: “I’m not talking about this, I’m asking you. Is the breakthrough now complete?”

  Yang Shifei just woke up at the moment when the holy weapon was forged, so he didn’t have time to ask about the situation in detail.

  ”It has nothing to do with the breakthrough.”

  Yang Shifei said with a smile: “It’s just that the coldness in my body has condensed several times, and my body has a lot of room. If I could suck you three or four times before, now I can kiss you more than ten times.”

  Luo Xian’er: “.”

  How can I describe it like this.

  The eldest lady’s ears were slightly hot, and she spat quietly.

  But at this time, she frowned and retracted her gaze, looking at Qiu Buhuan whose face changed: “Miss, what’s wrong with you. Hmm?”

  Luo Xian’er seemed to have sensed something and pressed her hand on her forehead.

  After checking for a while, she quickly looked back with a serious face: “Perhaps it is the influence of the holy soldier, and Miss Qiu’s transformation has begun.”

   Today’s three updates have been completed~

    
   

  (End of this chapter)


           


Who Said My Wife Is A Demon!

Who Said My Wife Is A Demon!

谁说我家娘子是妖魔的!
Score 4.0
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese

In a turbulent world, martial arts reign supreme. Yang Shifei, armed with a marriage contract, comes to the door to marry into the family.

His wife is as beautiful as a celestial being, their home is filled with wealth and treasures, and she is as calm and gentle as water, always considerate.

The maid is as stunning as a peach blossom, yet as cold as ice, possessing extraordinary skills, able to fight and endure.

But this seemingly perfect family, praised by everyone in the martial arts world, is plagued by rumors.

“Who says my wife is a demon? Stand up and face me!” Yang Shifei shouted, pointing his sword in all directions, his face full of indignation.

Meanwhile, the martial arts heroes below can only tremble, on the verge of tears. With his wife’s claws hovering over their heads, who would dare to speak out?

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