The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 4: I am willing to bet.

　　 "Ah, it's really fixed!" Han Linger's face flushed with excitement, and immediately ran the Yujian Mantra. The flying sword resembled a white lightning, and then turned back to the blacksmith's shop, spinning around Han Linger as if dancing. ...

　　 Duguce's expression was fierce, and his face was red hot. He had previously insisted that the flying sword was not repaired, but the flying sword soared into the sky, no less than a slap in the face.

　　 "No, this is absolutely impossible!" Even if the facts are in front of them, Duguce still doesn't want to believe that Zhang Ye, a mortal, can repair flying swords!

　　 "If you lose, you lose, why? Don't you want to regret it? Tell you, there is no regret medicine in the world." Zhang Ye smiled faintly, and returned Duguce's words intact, and then he didn't. Pay attention to Dugu Ce again, and look at Han Ling'er, Fairy Dance Sword, such a rare and pleasing scene, naturally, it will be a feast for the eyes.

　　 But from Duguce’s point of view, Zhang Ye clearly didn’t see him in his eyes, which made him even more annoyed. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword and prepared to desperately kill Zhang Ye, the blacksmith who repeatedly humiliated him. , The big deal, I was punished by the sect to think behind closed doors, after all, Zhang Ye was just a mortal.

　　Duguce's murderous aura shocked Han Ling'er. As soon as she frowned, when Duguce drew her sword to kill, Han Linger whispered: "Go!"

　　 Feihong Sword was so fast that he couldn't see the shadow, just like a glimpse of surprise, he knocked the sword in Duguce's hand to the ground with a sound.

　　 "Junior Sister, you!" Dugu Ce attempted to kill and was still blocked by Junior Sister, which made him feel ashamed.

　　Han Ling'er has always looked like a gentleman, but at this moment her face was cold: "Brother, Zhang Ye helped me fix the flying sword, why are you killing him?"

　　 "I..." Du Gu Ce didn't know how to explain it. In fact, he and Zhang Ye didn't have any deep hatred, they were just getting angry from shame, but they couldn't tell the truth to the junior sister because they didn't have the capacity to tolerate others, right?

　　 Suddenly, Dugu Ce had an idea, and righteously said: "Junior Sister, Zhang Ye has no cultivation skills, but can repair the magic circle in the flying sword. This shows that he is not an extraordinary person, but hides his strength. I suspect that he It is very likely to be a meticulous work sent by the Northern Territory, don’t have any intentions! Just now, Brother’s sword was just to test him!"

　　 "Really?" Han Ling'er blinked his big eyes, looked at Duguce, then at Zhang Ye, she was confused, she was not deeply involved in the world, and could not tell who was right and who was wrong.

　　 "Of course, we should report to the sect and bring this unintentional blacksmith back to the sect for interrogation!" Seeing Han Ling'er hesitate, Dugu Ce added another fire, "Junior sister, please go and inform the sect. Master, brother is pestering him..."

　　Zhang Ye quietly watched Duguce buckle himself a basin of shit. He knew that the previous sword was definitely not a temptation, but deliberately wanted his life!

　　 Although Zhang Ye still looks like an ancient well without waves, his heart is full of anger. He knows that the spirit world is more dangerous than the ordinary world, so the bet that repaired the flying sword was meant to be a joke, but I didn’t expect Dugu Ce even wanted to kill him in order to betray him. Since you are unkind, don't blame Zhang Ye for being unrighteous!

　　 "This fairy, I don't know what to say next?" Zhang Ye didn't want to argue with Du Gu Ce, and there was nothing wrong with it, so he planned to start with Han Ling'er, who has a good character.

　　 "Junior Sister, don't listen to his deceptive words and confuse the crowd. Go back and report to the teacher, saying that you have caught the work of the Northern Territory!" Dugu Ce calculated that as soon as the junior sister left, he would kill Zhang Ye and call him outside. If you want to escape, you don't have to bear any responsibility!

　　 Han Ling'er frowned and told her instinctively that Zhang Ye is not like Beiyu's meticulous work, so he said: "Zhang Ye, what do you want to say?"

　　" Someone suspected that the work in the Northern Territory was based on the fact that mortals could not repair the magic circle, but if I prove that without the cultivation base, the magic circle in the flying sword can be repaired, can it be washed away? My suspicion?" Zhang Ye is neither overbearing nor overbearing, using someone to refer to Dugu Ce, representing his own resentment and arrogance.

　　 "Heh, joke, no cultivation base, how to repair the magic circle!" Duguce thought that Zhang Ye just wanted to win the sympathy of his junior sisters, but he didn't expect to prove that mortals can repair the magic circle. Duguce changed his mind to the magic circle. To engrave with spiritual power, mortals definitely can’t do it, so he praised Haikou, "Well, if you can prove that mortals can also repair the magic circle, I will spare you!"

　　 Zhang Ye just looked at Han Ling'er with the inquiring gaze, and didn't see the mad dog Duguce at all.

　　 Han Ling'er pondered a little, and nodded: "Zhang Ye, then I'm wronged you."

　　Han Ling'er was essentially grateful to Zhang Ye for helping her fix the Feijian, but she couldn't be entangled by the brothers, and she was also curious about how Zhang Ye repaired the formation inside Feijian, so she was wronged.

　　From Han Ling'er, Zhang Ye felt that not all monks were so vicious. After a moment of indifference, he said: "In fact, it is very simple to prove my innocence. Please feel the magic circle in Feihong Sword carefully. ."

　　 Duguce has a playful air, the magic circle is the magic circle, can it help Zhang Ye intercede?

　　 Han Ling'er was suspicious, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the magic circle in the flying sword through his spiritual power. After a while, Han Ling'er opened his watery eyes and said in surprise: "I believe you are innocent."

　　 "Sister, don’t let your kindness be used by bad guys!" The smile on Duguce's face freezes, thinking that it must be Han Ling'er deliberately letting the water out. He immediately took the flying sword and felt what was in the circle. Tricky.

　　Han Ling'er didn't stop her, but she glanced at Duguce boredly. Regardless of it, Duguce used his spiritual power to perceive the magic circle inside Feijian. After checking this, his brows frowned: "How is it possible, isn't the original magic circle broken? How can it work again?"

　　 That's right, the magic circle inside Feijian is still the original one. From the beginning to the end, Zhang Ye didn't re-engrave the formation. After all, he didn't have a cultivation base. But the forging skills presented by the system are amazing. Through tempering, the originally damaged internal magic circle is also repaired, and there is no need to re-engrave it.

　　"What’s impossible? I said earlier that the reason why the circle can’t work is due to the separation of the goblin material. I used the forging technique to re-integrate the goblin into other metals, and the circle naturally It can work." Zhang Ye paused, "The top restoration is not to add things randomly, but to keep the flying sword in its original appearance. Only in this way can its original value be guaranteed!"

　　 Zhang Ye's words were loud and loud, and Han Linger was moved by the sound after hearing it. This Feihong Sword was given to her by her mother during her lifetime. It has great commemorative significance. If the appearance, material, or internal formation of Feihong was changed during the restoration process, it would be equivalent to erasing the mark of her mother, Feihong The sword loses its original value. Never thought that Zhang Ye used magical techniques to perfectly restore the Feihong Sword. Could this not be touching?

　　"Zhang Ye, thank you." Han Linger was in tears, and once again held her fists to salute.

　　 Duguce has a distorted face. In front of a mortal like Zhang Ye, he was completely defeated. Just as he was about to say something, Han Linger stared at Duguce coldly: "Brother, as an inner disciple of the Lingtai Sect , Please pay attention to your words and deeds."

　　Han Ling'er didn't say anything, but the warning was self-evident.

　　 Dugu Ce was stunned, Junior Sister had never said such a heavy word to herself, which made him feel like falling into an ice cellar.

　　 "I..." Duguce tried to say something several times, but he couldn't say what he said. Finally, he glanced bitterly at Zhang Ye, flicked his sleeves, and turned away.

　　 "Wait." Zhang Ye said aloud, "Someone from the Lingtai Sect, did he forget something?" Zhang Ye knew that offending an inner disciple was not worthwhile, but Duguce almost killed him. Forget it.

　　 Du Gu Ce remembered the gambling agreement with Zhang Ye, his walking pace was stagnant, and he turned around and said harshly: "Are you sure you want to do this?" The threat is self-evident.

　　 Without waiting for Zhang Ye to say anything, Han Ling'er said, "Brother, I would like to lose the bet." Han Ling'er felt that his senior was too arrogant. If he could take this opportunity to sharpen his temper, it would be nice to help Zhang. Ye speak.

　　 "Junior Sister, you!" Duguce fists tightly clenched, his eyes widened.

　　 "Let’s do it, I’m not embarrassed by you. If you think that'Zhang Ye is so handsome, and his craftsmanship is amazing'..." Zhang Ye paused, a little thoughtful, Duguce had a smug in his eyes, and said in his heart. If you are acquainted, give up this bet as soon as possible.

　　 Zhang Ye patted his forehead, as if he had made a great concession: "Let’s do it, you can call me three times father."

　　"Fuck you!" Since Duguce cultivated, he has consciously cultivated well and has never cursed swearing. At this moment, he was forced to swear and was about to draw his sword to kill people, but Han Linger stood in front of Zhang Ye and waited. Lightly scolded: "Brother, don't make me look down on you!"

　　 Dugu's face is terrible, which shows his inner struggle. In the end, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Master's only daughter, gritted his teeth, walked to the door of the forge, and shouted: "Zhang Ye is so handsome, and his craftsmanship is awesome! "After shouting three times, Duguce's face was red, and he could no longer bear the gaze of the onlookers. He fleeing his sword, turned into white light, and soared into the sky.

　　"The high disciple of the Lingtai Sect, really has a great momentum!"

　　 "By the way, what is the relationship between the Lingtai Sect and this blacksmith shop? The inner disciples all say yes!"

　　 "It seems that the craftsmanship of the smithy made him happy, otherwise he won't shout three times!"

　　……

　　 is just in the discussion~IndoMTL.com~ A large phantom hand is condensed in the air, like a fly, knocking the flying sword to the ground with a slap, and a thunderous voice sounded: "Lingtai Town, flying is forbidden!"

　　 Zhang Ye saw this scene, and sighed.

　　 Han Ling'er saw that his brother was shot down by the elders in Lingtai Town, and was a little worried. He wanted to see the situation, so he said to Zhang Ye: "Zhang Ye, then I will leave."

　　"Wait." Zhang Ye still had a good impression of Han Ling'er, and reminded, "The restoration of Feihong Sword is only temporary. After all, the material of the goblin will separate out after a long time, and I want to get it done once and for all. The solution needs to be refined."

　　Han Ling'er nodded, and asked, "Then you can refine it for me?" Zhang Ye's perfect repair technique made Han Ling'er very trustworthy.

　　Zhang Ye smiled slightly and pointed to the sign at the door. There was a sentence on it: "Because of a bad mood, no other business will be accepted."

　　Han Ling'er was startled. I heard that the real masters are a little weird in temper. As expected today, she smiled: "Then Zhang Ye, when will you be in a good mood?"

　　 "Let's take a few days." Zhang Ye held his hands behind his back, with an unpredictable posture. In fact, being in a bad mood is just an excuse. He doesn't know how to refine this forging technique.

　　 Han Ling'er thought for a while, and had no choice but to say: "Then I will come to you in a few days." Then, she took out a jade slip from her arms and gave it to Zhang Ye, "Forgot to introduce, my name is Han Ling'er, if you meet Whenever it is troublesome, I will show up when I smash the jade slip."

　　 "Finally, Boss Zhang's mood should get better soon." Han Linger said with a smile, and disappeared into the blacksmith's shop.

　　 Touching the gentle jade slip in his hand, Zhang Ye thoughtfully.