Zhang Zhiwu's Ideal Blueprint (Part 2) (1/6)
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Powder, wipe and oil.
As usual, the maintenance of Ai knife can get a good score even if you cover your eyes. But the impatience in the bottom of my heart can no longer be swept away.
"Ju Yiwen... Sorry..."
His eyes fell on the fragments under the silhouette of the wooden box, and his calm and hoarse voice murmured.
The new knife slipped from the loose palm and finally rolled under the candlestick. The fragments of Ju Yi's words seemed to receive the owner's sorrow. The blade pattern was like a meteor cutting through the night sky, and died in the twinkling spark.
The blade is as thin as paper, the body is as light as a swallow, and the shape is beautiful.
The sword phase b, which was born in battle, is not suitable for actual combat, but after all, it was donated to the old man, and now it has been destroyed overnight.
"... Guofen Jiantaro!"
When a name is squeezed out of his teeth, his heart is full of bitterness that he has never tasted before.
Growing up in praise and praise, no matter who the opponent is, he has never lost once, but it is the first time that he is angry at the battle that ended without a fight.
He didn't lose, but Ju Yi's words were broken. What's the difference between losing and losing?
Among them, nothing irritates him more than underestimating the strength of men; He thought that men were on a par with themselves and Turkey, and now it seems that they are far superior. In other words, men would have been Si if they hadn't been open.
Try to understand that it is better to find out the details of the other party as soon as possible than regret. He still cannot turn a blind eye to the fragments in the bag. He can report the existence of men to everyone without reservation, but he can't tell anyone about the fact that Ju Yi was cut off.
"... General Manager? It's me."
"Bad, bad!"
The closed door and the night's sE melt into a whisper, but through the ivory window paper, it stirs up the feeling that it is appropriate to hide. Realizing that the secret was facing the dilemma of facing the city, he got up in a hurry and accidentally kicked over the knife oil. Even though he reached out to rescue in time, there was still some oily water seeping into the straw mat, leaving a deep sE W stain.
"Chief? What's wrong?"
"... Teacher Tu, I can't sleep in the middle of the night. I don't think about anyone, do I?"
Maybe he noticed his abnormality. At the age of three or two, Tuo didn't say anything, and even ignored his call and opened the door directly.
It was too late to speak, but it was too soon. He moved his position, accompanied by the usual ridicule words, to cover up the absent-minded evidence without any trace.
"You -" Sui Shi smiled carelessly. He almost shouted at him, but after all, he stopped his anger from rushing to his forehead because of the abnormality he caught carelessly. "What are you hiding? Get up and show me!"
"Well, there is nothing hidden. Are you mistaken?"