Killer Wife

Chapter 28 Who Bullies Who?

The room was very messy, there were ores, shaped weapons, and forging utensils everywhere. The old man was so embarrassed, he kicked away the messy things that blocked the way, led Ye Juehuan to the table, and handed it to him. She grinds ink.

What Ye Juanhuan wants to draw is naturally Rouge Snow, which is the dagger she is most used to, and ink on the paper, Ye Juanhuan concentrates on drawing the Rouge Snow from her memory.

Rouge Snow, Rouge Blood, they are as awe-inspiring as the Demon Emperor, Ye Juanhuan believes that even in another world, her Rouge Snow will become an existence that makes the enemy fearful.

While Ye Juanhuan was concentrating on drawing the blueprints, an ordinary-looking young man walked in: "Master, yesterday I completed the [-]th forging..."

"Shh..." The old man dragged his disciples out for fear of disturbing Ye Juanhuan, and he did not forget to ask: "Be quiet..."

The young man looked curiously at Ye Juanhuan who was drawing pictures at his desk, but in the end he didn't say anything, and the old man pulled him out.

It took half an hour to draw, and when Ye Juehuan rubbed her wrists and raised her head, the setting sun left a thin half circle of blush on the horizon. She walked out the door with the drawings, and the first thing she saw was the strong back of the man.

The man's skin was fair, but he was not sick. He was bare-chested, and was beating the red-hot iron in the forging furnace with a forging hammer.

His figure is very well-proportioned, not the stiff and exaggerated muscles of the so-called bodybuilders in the magazines of Ye Juanhuan's previous life. His muscles are streamlined and full of hidden explosive power.

Along with the clanging sound, beads of sweat slid down his back and down his waist, and the jacket tied around his waist was already damp.

Ye Juehuan was stunned for a while, not because she was throbbing when she saw the man's body, but because there was an inexplicable aura emanating from the man, which made the already stable Jiuyou Linghuo in her dantian agitated.

That kind of restlessness is not restlessness, but a kind of joy and urgency to see the same kind. It seems that Nine Phantom Fire is looking forward to devouring the man in front of him!
"Hey, boy, are you finished drawing? Show me." The old man couldn't wait to grab the blueprint in the hands of Ye Juehuan and unfold it.

A dagger with a strange appearance appeared on the blueprint. The blade of the dagger was very thin. From the position of the spine, there were several blood grooves. The blood grooves connected together, like a blooming rose, added points to the dagger. Delicate, less evil spirit.

The tip of the dagger was slightly raised with a small arc.

The man who came over from the side took a look and suddenly said, "Xin Yue."

Indeed, this dagger looked a bit like a crescent moon. Ye Juehuan glanced at the man and said, "It's called Rouge Snow."

"Why did you come up with such a girly name?" The old man muttered, but he couldn't hide the liking in his eyes.

"In addition to it, I also hope that the old man can give me a Danding. It doesn't have to be too good. I will use it for practice."

The old man was a little angry: "What do you mean it's not too good? I can't make inferior products! If you don't want good ones, why don't you go to the West Market to sell them!"

Ye Juehuan hurriedly flattered the old man without any integrity, and did not leave until the old man was annoyed by her slapping, but she never looked at the man again from the beginning to the end.

The man glanced at Ye Juanhuan's back, and always felt inexplicably familiar, but he didn't think much about it, and continued to jingle with the forging hammer.

After changing clothes and returning to Ye's house, it was almost dark, and lanterns were hung everywhere. Ye Juanhuan took out the jug and took a big gulp of it contentedly, but she was thinking in her heart that one day the old man would give her After making a wine gourd with a larger capacity, he walked unhurriedly to his yard.

Before reaching the gate of the courtyard, Ye Juehuan heard Ye Shutong's sharp voice: "Didn't that good-for-nothing lady of yours go to meet a wild man in secret? Why don't you come back so late?"

Another female voice said: "Sister, are you flattering that ugly ghost too much? With her appearance, is that man willing to touch her?"

Leaning against the courtyard wall, Ye Juanhuan drank the wine in the jug, listening to the harsh laughter in the courtyard mixed with Luwei's weak voice: "My lady is not ugly..."

The jug was empty, and the corners of Ye Juanhuan's eyes and brows were stained with thin ice. She pushed open the courtyard door suddenly, as if she was drunk, and leaned on the door frame and muttered: "Xiaocao, come and help me."

Luwei knelt and sat in the light cast by the lantern, with a red palm print on her face, and Ye Shutong sat in front of Luwei, with the wicker chair that Ye Juehuan used to lie under her buttocks, surrounded by Yejia Several ladies and servants.

Seeing that Ye Juanhuan came back, Luwei hurriedly got up and wanted to help Ye Juanhuan, but a lady from the Ye family standing next to Ye Shutong slapped Luwei to the ground: "Did you get up? No winks." Yes, as expected, there is a servant of whatever kind of master there is!"

That young lady Ye Juehuan knew, her name was Ye Lan, she was a concubine from the second room, born of a concubine, and she was the best at flattering Ye Shutong on weekdays.

Ye Juehuan stumbled over and slapped Ye Lan's face without warning: "No winking! Didn't I see your lady, I was drunk? Hey, Xiaocao, why have you gained so much weight?" ?”

Ye Lan covered her face, dumbfounded, she didn't expect Ye Juanhuan to beat her, before she even raised her spiritual power, Ye Juanhuan slapped her and slapped her down.

Ye Lan reacted like crazy, jumped up and pointed at Ye Juanhuan and scolded: "Little bitch, you dare to hit me! You..."

"Who is the little slut scolding?" Ye Juanhuan scratched his ear and asked lazily, "The little slut is yelling at you!" Yelan knew that Ye Juanhuan had tricked her as soon as she said it, but she hadn't waited for her reaction When he came over, the other half of his face was also swollen by Ye Juanhuan's fan: "Why do you jump out when you know you're cheap? You're itchy! Then I'll let you go! Which yard girl? The cheap Miss Ben's hands are itchy!" .”

Ye Lan covered her face in disbelief, the spiritual power she just raised was scattered by Ye Juehuan's slap, now her hair is disheveled, her face is red and swollen, she is about to face Ye Jue like a crazy woman Huan shot.

But Ye Shutong stopped it, saying it was ugly Ye Lan was Ye Shutong's dog, she could only shrink her head no matter how unwilling she was after the master said something, and looked at Ye Juanhuan viciously, Ye Lan reluctantly withdrew Arrived behind Ye Shutong.

"Second sister, you're drunk." Ye Shutong looked like a good sister who cared about her sister, and reached out to help Ye Juanhuan, but her spiritual power had already been raised, and when she touched Ye Juanhuan's body, she would use her spiritual power It penetrated into her body, leaving a dark wound.

She heard from her servants that Mo frivolously came to see Ye Juanhuan, the two of them seemed very close, and suddenly jealous, they brought the servants and dog legs to trouble Ye Juanhuan, but they waited all afternoon.

Yelan is her dog, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog. Ye Juanhuan's beating of Yelan is to wipe her face. Three things combined, Ye Shutong did it.

(End of this chapter)