Facing the question from Miss Fan's family, Yue Lin nodded and said calmly: "That's right."

"Oh, I really can't tell. You are young and can still refine such weapons. You are so shameless."

Miss Fan family strolled forward while admiring, "Can I pull it out and see?"

Zhou Ting just stood there and watched quietly, without any intention of stopping or speaking.

Guard Yang hurriedly stopped Miss Fan's family and said hurriedly: "Miss Fan, be careful, he..."

Miss Fan snorted lightly, intercepted Guard Yang's words, and said coldly: "I will do myself clearly what I want to do, I don't need you to remind me!"

Guard Yang sighed inwardly and had to retreat. He was in pain in his heart at this moment.

Others didn't see Yue Lin taking the sword in the void, but he saw it clearly. This move alone could be called a magical skill. However, both young ladies and ladies were both masters who had great confidence in themselves, so they could not tolerate him talking at all. So what if they thought?

Yang Huwei knew in his heart that if he insisted on talking, he would probably be beaten and fainted by the Miss Fan family as soon as he spoke. Even if Miss Fan family did not take action, his young master would take action.

But if we don’t say it, if these two people suffer losses or even get injured in Yue Lin, who has mental problems, his life will basically be explained.

It’s a pity that he has always praised Zhou Ting for his meticulousness, but his own force is not outstanding. Otherwise, he could take the initiative to force him.

Just as Guard Yang was sweating and struggling, Miss Fan was about to walk to Yue Lin.

"Miss, no!" Guard Yang didn't care about anything and immediately shouted: "This person..."

With a crisp sound, Guard Yang only faintly saw a black shadow floating in, and then he fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

"You're really talking too much!" Miss Fan waved her hand gently, as if she had just driven away an annoying fly.

Yue Lin's eyes left Miss Fan's hand, and his expression was as calm as usual.

Zhou Ting's expression changed slightly, but in the end he just smiled. It was obvious that although he was dissatisfied with Miss Fan's actions, he was quite helpless.

Only then did the rest of the people see clearly what happened to knock Yang Guard unconscious.

It turned out to be just a small and exquisite black head flower.

Xu Qingmu took a deep breath. He had heard of the name of Fan Zimo, the legitimate daughter of the Fan family, but he never knew that she was a lady from a wealthy family that was not inferior to the Zhou Ting family, but he didn't know that she had such amazing cultivation.

Qi Ziyue, who was following Xu Qingmu, was even more surprised. He had no choice but to find that his ability might not be able to even prevent Miss Fan's casual throw. Could it be that she had actually cultivated to the realm of continuous internal breathing?

Fan Zimo smiled and pulled out a long sword from the ground.

Yue Lin did not stop him at all, and he even took a step back to facilitate Fan Zimo to take action.

Fan Zimo pulled out a black hair, placed it horizontally on the sword edge of the long sword, and then blew it gently.

Like ink hair, it broke into two pieces without any obstacle.

"Cutting stones like mud, exhaling and cutting off hair, is indeed a rare and good weapon."

Fan Zimo exclaimed, then sighed with a little emotion: "If this sword can be added with the legendary rune formation, it can already be called the title of divine weapon..."

Qi Jun's eyes were almost shining in his eyes behind him. He was an expert in refining weapons. How could he not tell how powerful this sword was?

Just when he thought that it might have been refined by Yue Lin, Qi Jun felt uncomfortable in his heart as if he had pig's hair stuffed.

"Impossible. It's impossible for the guy named Yue to refine such a sword. These two swords must be the treasures of the town left by Chen Jun of the Refining Rope. He used them as his own weapons. Unfortunately, I didn't find them when I searched the Refining Rope."

Fan Zimo pulled out another sword, looked carefully and suddenly said, "Do you sell these two swords?"

Everyone in the business held their breath and waited for Yue Lin's answer.

A look of pleasure flashed in Xu Qingmu and Qi Jun's eyes.

Because for a warrior, his own portable weapon is equivalent to his hands and feet, especially these two swords, which is even more impossible to give up.

"Hmph, I guess you will reject Miss Fan's family. At that time..." Xu Qingmu knew Miss Fan's temper well, and he was ready to watch the show.

"What? Don't want to sell it?" Fan Zimo raised her beautiful eyebrows and her smile suddenly faded.

"No, I'm wondering what price to sell them."

As soon as Yue Lin said this, Xu Qingmu and Qi Jun were stunned on the spot.

He is really going to sell these two swords!?

Especially Qi Jun, who almost forgot what occasion this was, almost exclaimed in surprise.

Fan Zimo smiled like a flower, "Very good. With my identity, I will naturally not let you suffer a loss. How about a thousand taels of gold with one sword? If two taels are one set, I will directly produce three thousand taels of gold."

hiss………

The shopkeeper and the people outside the door were gasping for a chill. What is the concept of three thousand taels of gold? Even if they worked hard for several lifetimes, they could not earn one-tenth of it!

Yue Lin shook his head, "No, I don't want gold."

"Oh? Then what do you want?" Fan Zimo asked back: "Jewelry and jade? Martial arts secrets? Powerful beauties?"

"No, these do not mean anything to me. If you want to buy them, you can exchange them for various metals. The more types, the better, the more strange the better. You can convert them based on the price of 3,000 taels of gold."

"What a weird guy." Fan Zimo counted with his fingers and nodded, "I have several mines at home, and some metal ores of various colors have been collected in the warehouse. This matter is decided. I will go outside to try the sword first. Just go back and find me directly."

Yue Lin seemed not worried about the long sword being taken away by Fan Zimo and refused to pay the debt. He looked at Fan Zimo silently and walked out with two long swords with a smile.

During this process, Zhou Ting didn't say a word and didn't know what he was thinking, but Xu Qingmu and Qi Jun were a little depressed.

Especially Xu Qingmu, his original intention was to kill someone with a knife and use Zhou Ting's means to kill Yue Lin. Who knew that Miss Fan's family jumped out halfway and actually ruined the situation he had carefully designed. If Zhou Ting was concerned about Fan Zimo's face, Yue Lin might have really escaped.

Xu Qingmu suddenly felt powerless. Yue Lin on the opposite side obviously had no family background, his strength was not extraordinary, nor was he a handsome and beautiful young man, but why did he eat so easily at once?

First, Ying Shang, then Fan Zimo, who actually showed kindness to him.

It was not until Fan Zimo left that Zhou Ting spoke: "Yue Lin, your affairs with Zimo have come to an end. Now it's our turn."

"Oh? Are you going to buy the long sword I refined? It's the same price as she paid."

As the words came out, almost everyone present changed their faces.
Chapter completed!