Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 229: : The Road of the Swordsman (2)

　　The one-handed sword in Ye Yuan's hand is more "rough and mad" than the two-handed sword he just held. The bronze-colored blade is not at all "delicate" at all, and the straight hilt is straight and slender. Rao is Ye Yuan holding it in his hand. That one-handed sword looks very cumbersome. In addition, the bronze-colored body of the sword looks like rust at first glance. The forearm of the hilt is only **** thick and wide. The swords corresponded to each other, looking weird and funny.

　　Monsoon Smoke is really hard to laugh at this time.

　　 This is completely different from what I said before!

　　 Unfortunately, Ye Yuan did not notice Monsoon Smoke’s crying expression without tears. Instead, he glanced at the one-handed sword and said with satisfaction: "You are young, the hilt of this one-handed sword is slender. It’s more suitable for your palm. Take a look at it quickly and don’t take advantage of it."

　　 said, Ye Yuan handed the one-handed sword to Monsoon Smoke.

　　 Monsoon Smoke looked at the ugly one-handed sword close at hand, and for the first time gave birth to the idea of ​​twitching his mouth.

　　In the consciousness of Monsoon Smoke, the one-handed sword made is just like the long sword of the east in the previous life. The two-finger-wide sword body is bright and elegant, and it is beautiful and picturesque.

　　 Who knows...

　　 The world is full of malice towards her!

　　 This is completely different from what she thought!

　　Monsoon Smoke can hardly imagine how "horrible" it would be to wield such an ugly sword.

　　 Seeing that the monsoon smoke was delayed, Ye Yuan frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

　　 Monsoon Smoke saw Ye Yuan's lightly frowning brows, took a deep breath, and took the one-handed sword over.

　　 At that moment, her heart and liver trembled.

　　 respect the teacher!

　　 respect the teacher!

　　 Jifeng Yan muttered these four characters silently in his heart, and after holding the one-handed sword, he showed Ye Yuan a smile of "No more grief than death".

　　Of course, Ye Yuan didn’t know what Monsoon Smoke was thinking at this time, he just looked up and down Monsoon Smoke and the one-handed sword, and asked solemnly: "Wave a look."

　　 Monsoon Smoke raises the sword irresistibly for a while, the moment the bronze epee draws an arc in front of her eyes, Monsoon Smoke seems to see a picture of her being insulated from the word "Xian" in her life.

　　 "Yes, this sword is for you." Ye Yuan touched his chin and spoke quite satisfied.

　　 monsoon smoke silently.

　　"Your wrist strength is still weaker. The material of this sword is quite special. It is at least half lighter than an ordinary heavy sword. It is most suitable for a little girl like you, but because of its lighter blade, So if you want it to exert its true strength, you have to work harder." Ye Yuan said.

　　 After hearing what Ye Yuan said, Monsoon Yan noticed that the weight of the one-handed sword in her hand was extremely light. She had used Ling He's one-handed sword before, and the weight was definitely not the weight of ordinary people.

　　 Jifeng Yan looked at the serious Ye Yuan in front of him, and suddenly felt a little warm in his heart. The reason why Ye Yuan would give this sword to her was after many considerations.

　　 A smile appeared at the corner of Monsoon Cigar's mouth, and she brushed away the sadness in her heart. She solemnly held the one-handed sword in her hand and bowed deeply to Ye Yuan.

　　 "Thank you mentor!"

　　's simple four words, but reveals incomparable sincerity and respect.

　　 There was a smile on Ye Yuan's face. He had been educating people for many years, how could he fail to see how much respect is contained in Monsoon Smoke's gratitude.

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