A ringtone rang in my sleep, and Lu Mingfei patted his wife beside him.

"Go to sleep and be careful of catching a cold."

With a confused dream, he flipped over the woman, got out of bed and took the cell phone on the table, which was a string of strange numbers. He hesitated for a moment or connected.

He looked at the sleeping woman and asked in a low voice: "Hey, who?"

"Master Lu, I am Xia Yi."

When Lu Mingfei heard this name, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly walked to the balcony outside with the phone, closed the sliding window, grabbed the iron rod with excitement, and showed a smile on his face.

"Are you back? I've read the news about the island country and did a good job!"

On the other end of his phone, Xia Yi, who was sitting under the warm yellow table lamp, looked at a cracked tumbler on the desk, with his thin lips slightly opened: "Well, I just came back a few days ago, but I need a batch of weapons, the Qinglong sword and the Fangtian painting halberd to be rebuilt. Can I make it rush? "

"No problem, there are a batch of ready-made ones. You can come here to get them yourself, or..."

"Consigned to Jiaohe City." Xia Yi said in a relaxed tone, but there was no expression on her face, "...I'll tell you an address. Then you can ask someone to transport the weapons to that place and I'll come to pick them up."

When he had reported an address, he got up and walked to the living room, took pictures of the "Jiu Ye" who was watching TV, then turned off the volume of the TV a little, and walked to the balcony. This was the opposite direction from the city, and it was pitch black, and some street lights could still be seen in the distance.

When signing the rental contract, the landlord said that there was an expanded zoo and that it would definitely be developed in the future...

He chatted with the blacksmith Lu Mingfei for a while and suddenly asked, "By the way, can Master Lu fight some weapons in the anime and game?"

"I am a traditional craftsman, and I don't touch those things in the game..."

"I'll add money."

"... Then you can give me a picture and I'll think about it."

...

Then he hung up the communication, Xia Yi pinched his cell phone and looked straight at the expanded zoo in the distance. He had been worried that even if the weapons were bought and placed in the house, there would be no room for them to be displayed.

It seems that the construction site over there is still in construction, which is a good choice.

"It seems that you have to buy a computer and pick some weapons pictures online." He played with the antique machine in his hand, thought for a while, and suddenly picked it up and dialed a number.

The next second, pressed to hang up again.

Considering the safety issues, Xia Yi quickly turned around and returned to the house, found a coat to put it on, and took the crow out. When he went downstairs, he met two women who had returned with a midnight snack. After greeting him politely, the latter looked at him and walked upstairs in a low voice, and entered the next door of Xia Yi's room. It was thought that everyone was still neighbors.

After leaving the unit building, the crow on Xia Yi's shoulder blew out a breath of heat and shivered twice: "I'm so cold!"

"Shut up."

He said hello to the old man in the doorman, Xia Yi walked through several streets with a coin and found a telephone booth.

Then the previous number was dialed out again.

Hearing the sound of not speaking there, Xia Yi didn't care about the other party, but simply spoke: "Xudao, I got what you want, but I'll have to increase the price."

The other side of the phone was silent for a long time, and finally there was a little breathing sound, and then a heavy voice came out.

"what would you like?"

Xia Yi looked at the neon lights flashing in a nightclub opposite in the distance, and her eyes became deeper.

"It's very simple. I want the thirteen famous swords you said last time, used by the thirteen emperors of the Han Dynasty."

He remembered that when he left for the island country that day, Lin Jianyuan told him that z6 contained thirteen famous Han swords that had been famous for the past four hundred years of the Han Dynasty: Chixiao, Divine Sword, Divine Turtle, Eight Costs, Maoling, Maogui, Yan, Xiuba, Jade Gu, Long Cai, Golden Sword, Anhan, and Zhongxing.

Xia Yi's Budu Soul in his hand is also a genuine product, but he can only slash out three swords, which are extremely powerful. If he can obtain the thirteen famous swords of the Han Dynasty, which are even longer than Budu Soul, even if he can only cut one sword once, he can probably produce thirteen swords.

He thought this way... Lin Jianyuan on the other side of the phone frowned and looked at a page of paper placed on the desktop, which read the content of this change.

Chen Sha on the opposite side sat on the chair, looking at him with a serious expression and a strange look, and whispered: "Who called?" Lin Jianyuan also responded to the phone at the same time.

"No problem, where are you now? I'll come to find you. I'll see Redstone to answer you. After all, it's not easy to get the thirteen swords from z6."

He finished speaking with a cheerful tone, but on his chin, he looked cold and arrogant. After a while, he hung up the phone, leaned back, and pressed his hands on his abdomen, looking at the puzzled Chen Sha.

"It's Xia Yi, he's back."

Chen Sha frowned: "I just heard of Red Stone."

"Well, it's the one from Shouming Caibo, he got it." Lin Jianyuan turned his head and his eyes were fixed: "But he wants the Thirteen Swords of the Han Dynasty, I promise him."

Chen Sha, opposite, knocked his fingers on the table and shook his head.

"Nothing, such a valuable cultural relic, z6 will definitely not give it to you."

"But I promised him... I want Redstone too."

Lin Jianyuan's tone became low, and his eyes were burning at his colleagues and friends opposite him. His overlapping palms and fingers kept changing their movements, and he passed for a while.

"Tell Dongfang Xu about this news and let him reveal it to Yang Sentai."

"Jianyuan, I don't think you should have done this."

"go!"

Chen Sha looked at him, sighed, drank the wine in front of him in one sip, and then got up and took the clothes hanging at the door, and walked out of the office. In fact, he understood that Lin Jianyuan had always been impatient about his strength improvement since the battle in Qinglong Mountain.

Abolishing the old system and taking the throne of the director of the commuter bureau is not an urgent task to better utilize redstone to improve superpowers.

"Xia Yi, please be blessed...even I am a little confused."

Chen Sha stood at the door, and the cold wind blew on his face to make him feel a little more awake.

*******

At the same time, Xia Yi hung up the phone, and "Jiu Ye" stood on the phone booth, staring at the neon signs flashing in the nightclub and the explosive flapping inside, flapping his wings and jumping on it.

"Ga, so many women--"

"Boss, I want someone!"

Xia Yi snapped the phone booth: "Let's go, don't you have your beloved concubine Zhou Jin?"

"I have beauties in the harem, so I don't mind too many!" The crow flew down and landed on his shoulders.

Across the street less than twenty meters, a young man named Chen Chuannan was wearing a black jacket with iron buttons, holding a short skirt, boots, and a woman with heavy makeup stood on the street with several friends, waiting for the welcome to drive over.

Hearing the rough words, he didn't seem to be made by a human, he raised his intoxicated gaze and looked over, and saw a bird jumping and shouting, and several young men of the same age around him laughed.

"This bird speaks very carefully."

"Huh... it fell on that person's shoulder. If this bird was taken out, it would be more respectful."

Just as they were talking, Cheng Chuannan pushed away the female companion beside him and chased after him with some shaking, "Wait, brother in front, I have something to discuss with you."

When he heard someone coming, a smell of alcohol penetrated into Xia Yi's nose, which made him frown. When he turned around, he saw a drunken young man with a smile on his face.

"You bird can talk, but you don't run around. You train well. How about selling it to me?"

Xia Yi replied briefly: "Don't sell."

Turn around and leave.

The crow on his shoulder spread his wings left and right, and shouted at the man: "I'm priceless!" Then, his wings quickly closed and trembled: "I'm going to freeze to death when I return to the palace."

Cheng Chuan's eyes lit up. Although he didn't know what kind of bird he was, he was still very smart when he could say so many words. He had more face than those beautiful women in the circle.

"You can get the price, how about it?" When he chased after a few steps, the best friends and brothers followed him. Seeing that the other party was not selling, they all shouted at Xia Yi.

Someone even took out a stack of banknotes and slapped them in front of him.

"A bird can't live for many years. Look at the money is a buzzing sound. If you don't think it's enough, I'll add a few more stacks to you and put them on you. It's heavy, and it feels more like this broken bird."

Then, another slightly fat young man laughed and pushed a petite girl beside him to Xia Yi, lifting the girl's chin to show him.

"How about you brother? This is also bought with money. You look at your platter, and you look at your figure with a bulge and a squint back. How about you give me a bird?"

As he said that, the fat hand was about to reach out to grab the crow on the other party's shoulder. Xia Yi stretched out his hand to strangle his wrist, and his eyes swept over the drunk girl, his eyes staying on the fat face.

He said plainly between his lips.

"I also have a fat brother, but he is different from you and cherishes women even more."

"What did you say... you let go of your hand... it hurts..." The slightly fat young man was stunned at first, and then the pain from his wrist was twisted into a ball.

"Let go!"

The young man who was laughing before rushed over and surrounded Xia Yi. A woman with a short skirt following Cheng Chuannan saw a faint silvery look on the waist of Xia Yi's clothes.

That's the shape of the gun handle.

Her face suddenly turned pale, and because she was still plain clothes, she hurriedly turned around and stepped on her high-heeled boots and ran in the other direction.

Heading towards us, a red motorcycle was galloping in the countless intersections of lights.

The speeding wheel suddenly stopped on the road, and a woman was driving on it. She leaned forward, took off her helmet, and looked at the crowds of people around.

"Your activity ends here today. Cheng Chuannan, your grandfather has asked you to go back."

Xia Yi, who was about to do something, let go of the tiger's mouth and looked back. She was stunned for a moment on her cold face. Under the street light, a woman with a flame pattern with a woman wearing tight leather jacket and leather pants, and her ear-to-ear short hair, walked over.

"Ma Lin?"

The other party was also stunned when he looked at Xia Yi, standing there motionless, and even subconsciously reached out to touch his right arm.

The fat man on the other side was pale and held his wrist, which was almost unconscious, and rolled on the ground like a pig. Cheng Chuannan asked someone to help him up, and he clenched his fists in discontent and wanted to hit him back.
To be continued...