Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 49: Saber, kill successfully

"Haitang, from today onwards, you will stay in the No. 0 workshop and serve Master Zhou!"

Yin Wuyou said lightly.

Then Zhou Shu heard a crisp voice.

"Yes, Your Highness."

At this time, Zhou Shu noticed that behind Yin Wuyou, there was a pretty little maid!

The little maid looked fifteen or sixteen years old, comparable to Yin Wuyou, with snow-white skin and a pretty face.

In Zhou Shu's previous life, she was a real high school flower. Where is the maid who serves people?

When will there be a maid in the Forge Division's workshop?

Xiao Zongshui and Li Hongyuan, the senior managers, have not seen anyone using maids in the workshop. As for whether they have any in the house outside, Zhou Shu does not know.

This is not a problem. The problem is that, Her Royal Highness, the dignified princess, suddenly gave her a maid to a small workshop master. What does this mean?

This maid looks like Yin Wuyou's own maid.

He remembered that there was a word in ancient times called Tongfang girl...

Could it be that Yin Wuyou has a crush on me?

Zhou Shu slapped himself and woke him up from his sweet dream. What do you think, besides being handsome, what else can make people like you?

"Mr. Zhou, why are you beating yourself up?"

A crisp voice sounded in Zhou Shu's ears, and the pretty little maid was looking at him strangely.

And Yin Wuyou, I don't know when to disappear.

This woman, who looks like a fairy, acts like a fairy, comes and goes without a trace!

"It's okay, I'll see if I'm dreaming!"

Zhou Shu is perfunctory.

"Do you want me to call you?"

The little maid is eager to try.

"No, thank you!"

Zhou Shu took a half step back and distanced himself from the unreliable maid.

Looking at the little maid, Zhou Shu had a headache.

Yin Wuyou didn't give him a chance to refuse, and just threw people here, what should I do now?

This is the workshop of the Foundry Division. There are stinky men everywhere. It's too exciting to leave a beautiful girl here.

Those guys, they like to go **** when they work, and some of them don't even wear clothes underneath!

Zhou Shu's eyes felt too hot when he thought about letting this little maid face those scenes.

Leave her at her place?

In my own backyard, I don't usually have the courage to go to the soldier casting apprentice, but then again, when I am casting soldiers, I often don't wear a shirt.

He doesn't mind being seen, but the problem is that the other party is just an underage girl, he will feel guilty...

"Well, your name is Haitang, right?" Zhou Shu pondered, "I don't need anyone to serve here, you can go back."

"No, Your Highness has an order. If I go back, I will be beaten to death."

Haitang said simply.

Zhou Shu has a big head, is he so cruel?

"Well, let's talk about it first, what will you do?"

Zhou Shu said helplessly.

"Can you cook?"

"No!"

"Can you do laundry?"

"No!"

"Sweeping the floor always?"

"There is a maid in the palace who is responsible for cleaning, I have never done it!"

"Aren't you a maid? You won't, and you won't, so what do you know?"

"I'll dress your Highness!"

Zhou Shu was completely speechless, is this a maid or a princess?

Nothing, let her serve me?

Zhou Shu suspects that Yin Wuyou is deliberately targeting him!

"Go back, I don't need to dress-"

"If I go back, I will be beaten to death!"

Haitang Hyun was about to cry, big tears rolling in her eyes.

Zhou Shuyang sighed, what kind of trouble is this?

Seeing Zhou Shu like this, Haitang's little face flashed a sly smile.

When Zhou Shu looked over, her little face wrinkled again.

"His Royal Highness said, warm the bed, I can also..."

Zhou Shu rolled his eyes fiercely, he is not a toothpick, he really can't let go of that hand against minors!

"Stop, you stay first."

Zhou Shu said, "But I'll say it first. The conditions here are incomparable to those in the palace. If there's nothing to do, stay in the backyard and don't come out casually."

Recently, Zhang Yibei and others won't be working in the zero workshop. The big deal is that they can cast soldiers in the workshop first.

"No, His Highness said, I have to follow you all the time. I want to serve you personally."

Haitang said.

"I take a shower and go to the thatched hut, and you follow me?"

Zhou Shu was speechless.

"Then I'll be at the door!"

Haitang's face was slightly red, but she still spoke.

Zhou Shu is really speechless, is this here to serve himself, or to monitor himself?

Is it possible, because you have been casting new weapons one after another, you have finally attracted the attention of the upper echelons?

But it's not right. As Yin Wuyou, if she really doubts, she can totally arrest herself and torture her.

Send a cute little maid over, so you won't be afraid of meat buns hitting dogs?

Whoa!

I'm not a dog!

Zhou Shu rubbed his chin and looked at Haitang. He always felt that things were a little weird. Could it be that Yin Wuyou realized my genius and wanted to use a beauty trick to tie me up?

Use the beauty trick, come on your own, that power is several grades higher than that of the little maid!

"Follow if you want, but I'm going to tell you the ugly story ahead. When I'm casting soldiers, you have to stay away, otherwise, I won't be responsible if the sledgehammer hurts you."

Zhou Shu said angrily.

Haitang blinked and said, "Don't worry, you won't hurt me, I'm very clever!"

…

The capital of Daxia is an ordinary alley.

Amidst the sound of Zaza's wheels, a blue-gray carriage slowly drove in.

The driver of the carriage was a middle-aged man with a popular face. The man had a sad face, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be carved by a knife.

"Young master, it's here."

The carriage stopped, and the coachman turned back and whispered to the carriage.

"San, you've been with me for twelve years. I'm old, and I'm no longer a young master."

A sigh came from the carriage.

"Twelve years, nine months and eight days, the young master is the young master. No matter how old you are, you are still the young master."

said the coachman urn.

"Twelve years, nine months, and eight days, it turns out that you have been so tormented by my side every day." The voice in the carriage was full of emotion.

"These days, you are probably counting them day by day, right?"

The coachman's eyes flickered, and he slowly straightened his waist. The last moment, he was an honest coachman. At this moment, he seems to be a different person.

He moved slowly up and down from the carriage to the ground, as if he was afraid of causing some misunderstanding.

"You know?"

The coachman said solemnly.

"Eleven years ago, I stumbled and fell into the water. You rescued me. That time, you almost sank to the bottom of the river."

"Nine years ago, I was assassinated. You used your flesh and blood to block the assassin for me. The wound on my right shoulder may leave a scar forever."

"Five years ago, my old disease relapsed, it was you who ran five hundred miles to get back to the doctor..."

"Three years ago, I was surrounded by barbarians in Baiding Mountain. It was you who tried to cover my evacuation—"

"You said that you don't like high officials, you just want to be a coachman by my side, I respect your idea-"

"How I wish that all of this never happened. How I wish it was the time I just met you!"

The voice in the carriage did not answer, but said it to itself.

The coachman's eyelids drooped.

"You should know by now that I have ulterior motives."

He muttered.

"I've always pretended not to know, but now, I can't keep pretending." The voice was full of sadness, "Son of Wei's Minister of War, you are also a young master, but you have been wronged by my side for twelve years. , why is this?"

"This is the end of the matter, it's useless to say anything." The coachman said solemnly, "But I won't let it go!"

"Although you have never shot, I know that you are not as helpless as the outside rumors say. If you want to die, I would rather die in your hands."

The coachman said coldly, he flipped his wrist, and a short knife with the length of the arm appeared in his hand.

Then his aura continued to rise, rank nine, rank eight, rank seven!

In the blink of an eye, the breath leaking from his body is no weaker than that of a sixth-rank martial artist!

"Come on, let me see how good you are!"

The coachman shouted loudly, and the short knife in his hand slashed forward, a dazzling light of the knife, like the top of Mount Tai, slashed towards the carriage.

"As—you—what—wish!"

Inside the carriage, the voice said word by word.

"Crack—"

The carriage seemed to have been struck by an invisible force ~IndoMTL.com~ and the planks were torn apart.

A more dazzling knife light suddenly rushed from the car.

"Boom—"

The two sword lights collided together, and the impact turned into invisible force and spread out, hitting the walls on both sides of the alley, making a crackling sound.

The expression on the coachman's face solidified, and a flash of relief flashed in his eyes, both relaxed and guilty.

Then, a blood line appeared between his eyebrows.

"Sure enough—"

He spit out the last two words, his body fell to the ground with a bang, and his breath gradually dissipated.

An elegant man who looked about thirty appeared among the scattered ruins of the carriage. He was carrying a large knife that did not match his temperament. Two tears flowed out of his eyes. Vaporized to dryness by an invisible force.

"Good way!"

The elegant man muttered to himself, the next moment, he raised his sword and turned away.

…

[You succeeded in killing the horse-chopping knife you cast, and rewarded the golden bell jar for the exercise! ]

At the moment when the coachman fell to the ground, Zhou Shu, who was far away in the forging division workshop on the outskirts of the capital, suddenly flashed a barrage in front of his eyes.

One after another mysterious information flooded into his mind instantly, causing Zhou Shu to be stunned on the spot.

"Mr. Zhou, what's the matter with you? Are you alright?"

Haitang, who had been by Zhou Shu's side, saw him suddenly stand still, her expression changed, and she said loudly.

Zhou Shu didn't notice, but at this moment, Haitang exuded the aura of an entry-level warrior.

Her eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and there were even two daggers in her hands, and she looked around with vigilance.