Jiang Yunqing raised his hand as he spoke, and his sleeves fell a little, revealing his slender and good-looking fingers.

"Since the prince wants to cooperate with the Meng family, then he must show a cooperative attitude, and he can't let the Meng family be a pawn and overcome obstacles for the prince, but the prince hides behind and enjoys the success."

"I've never liked to suffer, if someone wants me and the people I care about to be a substitute for him, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself......"

She smiled softly, her fingers closed.

“… Send him to death first. ”

Jun Mo looked at Jiang Yunqing's face unchanged: "Are you threatening this king?" ”

Jiang Yunqing looked at him quietly for a while, laughed suddenly, flicked his sleeves and said, "Where do you dare, you are His Royal Highness, I just joke with you." ”

"Okay, I also know the prince's admonition, during the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace banquet, I will deal with it carefully, and I will not cause trouble for the Meng family."

"It's not too early now, if the prince finishes eating, please go back."

"It's more dewy, the night is cold and the wind is cold, be careful when the prince goes back, but don't be seen, I think the prince is a thief who steals incense and jade."

Jun Mo looked at Jiang Yunqing, who was smiling, and looked at her for a long time before turning around and leaving.

With a tap of his feet, the whole person jumped directly onto the roof, and just when Jiang Yunqing thought he was leaving, Jun Mo suddenly threw something in his hand, and shot directly towards Jiang Yunqing with the sound of breaking the air.

Jiang Yunqing stretched out his hand to catch it, and heard his cold voice.

"This thing is cast by the cold iron of the sky, named Xingru, the iron is sharpened silently, and the spirit is quenched."

"Your internal strength is still shallow, although the exercises are weird, but you don't have a weapon, I see that you are good at hand-to-hand combat, this Xingru will be given to you."

Jun Mo lowered his head and looked at the woman in the courtyard, and said in a cold voice:

"The strife in the prosperous times is comparable to the struggle in the troubled times, this king has a heart, but he may not be able to take care of everything."

"If you want to keep the Meng family, if you want to keep yourself, or even if you want to win a place in this Dayan, then take out the ability to let this king look down on you."

After Jun Mo finished speaking, he took a deep look at Jiang Yunqing, and disappeared directly into the night.

Jiang Yunqing looked at the direction he left and was silent for a moment before looking down at the thing in his hand.

It was a short sword, slightly longer than a dagger and shorter than a long sword.

The body of the sword is one foot and two inches, the scabbard is like ink, and the hilt is like snow.

When the sword was drawn, the blade looked simple and dull, but in fact, it was blown and broken, and there was a blood groove on the sword body, faintly with a sense of slaughter.

Jiang Yunqing frowned and looked at it for a moment, then turned his hand lightly, and directly took the short sword and slashed towards the stone pillar next to him.

At the edge of the blade, the stone fell to the ground like tofu in an instant, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror.

"Sure enough, it's cold iron."

She had heard of Tianhan Iron before, and it was said to be the rarest part of meteoric iron, which could only be forged with earth fire and cooled by a thousand-year-old cold spring.

The earth fire is hot, and it is difficult for ordinary people to approach, but the place where the thousand-year-old cold spring comes out is extremely cold.

In Jiang Yunqing's life, there were also people who wanted to bring the cold spring water into the place where the earth fire was located and cast a peerless weapon, but the water and fire were intolerable.

I don't know how Jun Mo did it, he can actually use Tianhan Iron to make a weapon.