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Ye Tan's sword was broken.

I bought a canned orange in the morning. The era of ancestors may not have canned oranges, but in the world I created, there must be canned oranges.

This canned food is as weak as I must be. He went out to buy a horse and went away. The sword said that it was left for me to protect myself. His small rubbing sword was so earthy and broken that it really left me without the slightest awe of the King of Hundred Soldiers, and it was taken for granted.

I was cut off.

so awkward.

The small rub sword is really a small rub sword, and the quality is too poor.

But it was a broken sword and a thing of Ye Tan, which was broken by me. Asked Xiao Er to borrow some paste and paper, put it back in place.

Ye Tan came back to buy a horse and reported it to me again. He was undoubtedly in possession of the sword, and he took the sword back to his waist.

I didn't dare to look at him at all.

"By the way, my subordinates have also heard that a sword fair is being held here." Ye Tan said again.

"Huh? Is there a lot of swords?" I blinked.

"Naturally there are exhibitions, auctions, and competitions." Ye Tan nodded. "It's not too far away from Su Yang Qiuzhuang and Yi Jian Tzu, and there may indeed be a lot of top quality."

Although Ye Tan has no interest, I have always been looking forward to it, and I have noticed it recently. I was even more embarrassed by this canned broken sword and wanted to find a better weapon for him, preferably before he found that his little broken sword was more ugly with paste. Impatiently he urged him to go out.

The city is named Yangxi, and it is built near the river. The owner of the Pinjian Conference is located on the roundabout in the center of Yanghu Lake, and Huantai is among them. The stalls have been around the lake for a week, saying that it is a sword, and there are hundreds of soldiers, and there is even a discount promotion area for choppers.

Ye Tan took me for a little while and saw that I looked less cheerful than when I first arrived, and asked, "Doesn't the host like it?"

I shook my head: "None deserves you."

Ye Tan looked at the small rubbing sword on his waist, so he didn't know, "No, it's all good."

"No, I'm looking for the best one for you." Although each one is better than his current one, but the first sword I gave him, I felt that it could not be vague anyway. I know that these people outside the lake are here for fun, after all, the treasures of the owner's house are hiding and waiting for the auction. Then they grab Yetan's hand and say, "Go, take a look on the island."

Yanghu Lake is the home of the Pinjian Conference, and the rules are naturally more stringent. Those who enter the house must have their skills and skills, and must pay both the famous poster and the silver. I took a light boat to the edge of the lake, and the water was floating and shaking. I was still unable to stand on the land. It was difficult for me to land on the shore. Yetan was already familiar with the heart and hugged me lightly to land. .

The registration on the dock attracted people to see that our manners were too close and stared with a moustache: "The two are about to go to the kiln because they are in the wrong place."

Ye Tan apologized and said, "My host is injured and rude."

Another eye was drawn: "Two futiles, what a joke."

I am very angry, although I only have ten drops of blood, but I have thirty thousand repairs, I found out my canned oranges from Yetan's arms, and said coldly: "Hum, let's go crazy, you know, I can go down, you May die. "

A stupid expression was drawn to one's face: "Nonsense, can I not smash you into a can?"

I take it seriously: "You're right." Tuck the can back into Yetan Huaili.

There was a more stable person next to him, who bounced him and rebuked, "I know you have no rules, how can you treat foreigners so lightly." He saluted to the two of them again, "Late Yang Qingzhou, this It is Yang Shu, the younger brother, to ask the two guests for their records to make records. "

I replied, "Filing Lingge, Jun Xuanheng, Ye Tan."

"Jiange? Good breath." Yang Su made no concealment, looked back and forth with a pair of bright eyes, and saw that I had no saber on me, and fell on Ye Tan, his look even more strange.

Yang Qingzhou was also a little surprised, but he had a very good accomplishment and whispered: "Going back, people are not handsome yet, let alone a sword?" Having said that, he himself was also extremely concerned, politely arching: "I do n’t know if I have the pleasure to ask Ye Yezi has a sword. "

Ye Tan looked at me, and there was a question in his eyes. I couldn't help laughing: "I also need to ask my consent for this kind of thing? Just feel free to do it yourself."

Ye Tan nodded and pulled out his sword.

The sword is naturally unremarkable, and the paste is even more abrupt. He just pulled it out, and before he reached the other side, the crack opened again, and half of the sword fell into the ground.

The four of us gathered our eyes together on the broken blade on the ground.

... It turned out that the paste couldn't stick to iron. I secretly remember in my heart and try something else next time.

Yang Qingzhou and Yang Su had incredible faces.

Slowness is a little awkward as I am.

Ye Tan deservedly passed the strong and strong warrior, still calm and calm, bent over, picked up the broken blade, handed it to the other side, and asked smoothly: "Do you still watch?"

"No, no need ..." Yang Qingzhou waved his hands quickly.

"What a mess! Are you here to make trouble ?!" Yang Su felt annoyed, very angry, and wanted to make trouble, Yang Qingzhou stopped him helplessly.

I said frankly, "It is because there is no good sword that I have come."

"The two are right." Yang Qingzhou was afraid that there would be any trouble, and covered Yang Su's mouth and quickly sent us in.

Immediately, someone led us to the place where we lived, and also talked about the dining auction and other issues. Surprisingly, it also included food and lodging, no wonder you have to go to the island to charge a fee.

After returning to the room to freshen up, Ye Tanfu pulled out the broken sword that was broken into two pieces and placed it on the table and watched quietly.

I felt ashamed and said shamefully, "Atan, I'm sorry."

Ye Tan Wenyan looked up: "Well? Why does the host apologize?"

I found my canned orange from his arms.

Ye Tan glanced at it, helped me unscrew it and handed it to me, and looked at me with questioning eyes, signaled me to continue the topic just now.

I was busy saying, "No, no, it doesn't mean you want to unscrew it, it's because I can't open the can this morning, and I want to borrow your sword to warp it ... I broke it if I didn't want it."

Ye Tan: "Don't you eat?"

I eat."

I chopped a few oranges and Yetan asked: "Is this what you stuck?"

I nodded.

Ye Tan: "Well."

? ? ? what's so funny? ? ?

I wondered, "Aren't you angry?"

Ye Tan wondered: "Why be angry."

Me: "I broke your stuff, you naturally should be angry."

Ye Tan: "The subordinates are also the masters, which is nothing."

This reminds me of his previous two masters. He didn't hesitate to take him as a victim, but he was resentful and uneasy. He couldn't help but be a little annoyed: "Oh, Atan, you are just too good. It makes people want to bully. "

Ye Tan smiled rather than smiled, meaning profoundly: "Did you say the opposite?"

I:"?"

Ye Tan coughed gently, without answering, his eyes turned back to the broken blade.

In order to hide my shame, I divided some beloved oranges to please him. Ye Tan gently held my hand and swallowed, and licked the sugar water from my fingertips a little, then raised my eyes and locked me.

Ye Tan used to taboo on the gift of master and servant, and rarely looked at me for a long time. I saw his eyelashes much more often than his bright eyes. I just made a big mistake, I have a ghost in my heart, and I was seen straight hair. I was busy, "Adam, you don't care about this little rubbing sword, and I will be able to take the best with you tomorrow."

"This sword is also considered to have you bothered to remedy ... It's a pity to let it go." He poured the broken blade back into the scabbard and asked for the sword. "Let's go out."

I was busy, "Go and go."

It was difficult for me to sit for long periods without support, and I rolled into bed early.

Ye Tan came back when it was night, and gave a careful kiss between my eyebrows.

I went into the modifier interface again.

There is a row of data in it:

[Main Hand Weapon] [Small Rubbing Sword]: Attack +3 Defense +1 Rating: [N Level]

... It's really called a small rubbing sword.

Probably because the sword itself was not named, and Ye Tan never took it. I casually pressed this rather stigmatized nickname, which was actually archived by the system by default.

I am even more guilty: I am not only sorry for Ye Tan, I am also sorry for this sword.

Thinking of Ye Tan as if he liked the sword, he changed it.

[Main weapon] [Small rub sword]: Attack +5000 defense +10000

Evaluation: [SSR level]

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