The atmosphere in the hall was a bit heavy, and Liu Wuxie couldn't say anything.

After all, he is an outsider and it is difficult to participate.

"Brother Liu, you should have seen the matter about the villa. You may be a little busy today. I will arrange for you to rest first. I will inform you as soon as there is news."

Ji Qiu did not regard Liu Wuxie as an outsider, and could hear it when he spoke, so he told Liu Wuxie not to see him and regarded this place as his home.

"Then I'll have Brother Ji."

Liu Wuxie was not pretentious either.

At this time, I was polite with Ji Qiu and his wife, but instead seemed too disgusting.

People don’t treat you as an outsider, you have to be polite. If you are not pretentious, then what is it?

Soon someone arranged a small yard for Liu Wuxie.

Although it's not big, it's quiet.

Being able to receive such treatment proves how high Liu Wuxie is in the minds of Ji Qiu and his wife.

When most people come, they stay in guest rooms, so it is impossible to arrange a separate courtyard.

After Liu Wuxie moved in, he rarely went out and stayed quietly in the yard.

In the evening, Ji Qiu and his wife came once, chatted with Liu Wuxie for a brief chat and left.

We will discuss who will fight tonight, so we will not be able to welcome Liu Wuxie.

After three days of waiting, after the sword competition, we are making arrangements to welcome Liu Wuxie.

The couple are the backbone of Mingjian Villa, so they naturally have to attend such a meeting.

After not seeing each other for two years, Ji Qiu and his wife have already broken through to the advanced spiritual mystery realm.

Liu Wuxie stood in the courtyard and looked at the stars.

The nights in North City are very cold, the starry sky is bright, and occasionally a few snowflakes fall from the sky.

He could feel that Xu Lingxue and Murong Yi were in the North City, and that kind of mental connection could be felt even if it was billions of miles apart.

same!

Above a mountain, two women were wearing pure white velvet fur, wrapping up the whole person, making the beauty look beautiful.

"Sister Murong, what do you think Brother Liu is doing now?"

The woman on the right asked, looking back.

The moment he looked sideways, his peerless face revealed, which made the surrounding world suddenly become dim.

The woman on the left then turned her face and also showed a delicate face, which was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

Maybe the world felt their beauty, and the snowflakes were like dancing, falling down like they were dancing.

When it landed beside them, it actually rotated and deliberately landed on their shoulders.

"Maybe like us, look at the stars!"

Murong Yi tightened her collar and came to Beicheng for a few months, but she still couldn't adapt to the harsh environment here.

Especially this mountain, the temperature is much lower than that of the big city.

Living here is a torment.

The benefits are also obvious. The spiritual energy here is mellow, and practicing here is twice the result with half the effort.

The same sky, the same state of mind, but only different areas.

"Clang clang clang..."

The sound of weapons hitting Liu Wuxie's thoughts were pulled back from the starry sky.

Originally, Liu Wuxie was thinking about what kind of world was outside the star domain.

In three years, he had to enter the star field to save Han Feizi.

After gently opening the courtyard door, Liu Wuxie walked over with the sound of the collision of weapons.

The yards nearby are very quiet and there are basically no people living there. They should belong to private territory.

After passing through several courtyards, Liu Wuxie suddenly stopped, and the sound came from this courtyard.

Moreover, the gate of the courtyard was not closed. At this moment, a man with broken arms stood in the center of the courtyard. He raised the hammer with one hand and hit the sword on the ox horn pier hard.

Every time the hammer is hit, the sword will burst out with sparks.

There are actually people who use such ancient artifact refining techniques.

Liu Wuxie has long used weapon patterns to carve the weapon pattern when he refining weapons. Although he also uses flames to burn them, he will never use a hammer forging.

A huge stove was placed in front of the man with broken arms, and the temperature was extremely high, which caused the yard to be freezing cold.

Generally, refining weapons are carried out in the refining room. This one-armed man is a little interesting and actually refining weapons in the yard.

It should be related to the environment in Beicheng.

Refining weapons originally requires fire attributes, and all parts of the North City are covered with ice.

The hammered sword was stuffed into the stove, and the terrifying flames instantly wrapped the sword.

After waiting for about a minute, I took out the sword embryo and placed it in the cold water beside me.

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

A smog of smoke came out, blocking Liu Wuxie's vision.

"Click!"

Soon, a crisp crack sound emerged from the smoke, and the sword embryo suddenly broke and turned into two sections.

Then the broken sword fell to the ground, making a crisp clanging sound.

The smoke dissipated, and the man with broken arms only had half a long sword left in his hand, with a decadent look on his face.

"Why, why."

The man with broken arm threw half of the long sword in his hand into the stove, grabbed his head with one hand, and asked himself why.

The artifact refining technique of Mingjian Villa is very loud in the North City.

Unfortunately, a huge fire a hundred years ago burned all the library books in Mingjian Villa, causing several precious artifact refining techniques in Mingjian Villa to disappear in the fire.

This has led to the refining technique of Mingjian Villa regressing for decades, especially Mingjian Villa's most famous silver wire refining technique.

This is a secret that is not passed down by Mingjian Villa, and it is only passed down to every owner of the manor.

Before my father could pass it to him, he suddenly passed away.

"who!"

Liu Wuxie was about to turn around and leave, but his right foot was stepped on the snow. A slight sound came from the man who broke his arm.

Since he was discovered, Liu Wuxie was not good enough to leave like this.

"Meet me, senior, I didn't intend to disturb my senior's weapon refining. I was attracted by the senior's weapon refining sound and came over, without the intention of peeping."

Liu Wuxie quickly explained.

"What's your name? How did it appear here?"

The man with broken arms put away his decadent expression and asked Liu Wuxie.

He is definitely not an ordinary person to enter here, but he is the core existence of Mingjian Villa. Why does he know nothing about Liu Wuxie?

No wonder this question happened so as not to see some evil man breaking into Mingjian Villa, he didn't know about it.

"My younger generation Liu Wuxie is a friend of Ji Qiu and his wife."

Liu Wuxie hugged his fists, as if he could guess who the broken arm in front of him was.

When he heard that it was Ji Qiu's friend, the man with broken arms looked calmed down.

"It's been a long time since I've been passing by, come in and sit down."

The man with broken arms waved his hand and let Liu Wuxie come in, so Ji Qiu's friend naturally could not neglect it.

"Don't it affect the senior's refining weapon?"

Liu Wuxie asked again.

"No more practice!"

After saying that, the flames were closed.

Lighting the flame in Beicheng consumes a lot of energy, which is also the reason why you are not refining weapons in the refining room.

The temperature of the refining room is low and requires extremely terrifying flame energy. When refining the weapon outdoors, it saves flame elements.

Liu Wuxie had to step into the yard and stand in front of the man with broken arms.

"I dare to ask, is senior Miao Hanxuan and Miao brother's father?"

Liu Wuxie asked tentatively and confirmed the other party's identity.
To be continued...