I saw Han Wu was actually cut.
Suddenly, the opportunity to show off came. Lan Hao immediately said, "Xiao Wu, how did you get hurt? Damn it, it must be that guy's doing! Just wait for me to go and settle the score with him!"
As he said this, he really wanted to settle the score with Yu Sheng.
However, Han Wu looked at Lan Hao coldly, frowned and said, "Lan Hao, if you have nothing else, just leave! You are really in the way if you stay here."
"I... am in the way..." Lan Hao was slightly stunned. He looked at Han Wu with a speechless face and said repeatedly: "Isn't this because I care about you? Well, you like this sword, right? I'll help you get it!"
As he spoke, Lan Hao desperately reached out to grab the flaming sword.
"No!" Han Wu was about to refuse, but she saw Lan Hao had already picked up the sword. She was slightly stunned, looking at this scene, and said in disbelief, "Don't you feel the heat?"
"It's not hot! I've already told you, it must be that guy's doing. Why is he pretending to be so master?" Lan Hao said with a look of disdain.
Seeing that Lan Hao could pick it up, but she couldn't, Han Wu immediately believed it a little, and looked at a snow-white sword not far away and said, "Then I want that one, go get it for me!"
"No problem!" Lan Hao stretched out his hand to take it. Just as he was about to take it, he suddenly had an idea. He took out a handkerchief and held his hands directly.
"It's just a trifle. I just tampered with the hilt of the sword!" Lan Hao smiled confidently.
He drew out the sword, and suddenly he felt a chill all over his body. He shuddered, but he couldn't lose face in front of Han Wu, so he smiled and said, "Here, Han Wu, this is for you!"
Seeing Lan Hao's condition, Han Wu said repeatedly: "Let him go quickly, or you will die."
"How can I die? I'm just kidding. It's just a little cold!" Lan Hao said nonchalantly.
At this time, Gan Hao said, "No, you have already formed ice flowers!"
"What?" Gurgle, Han Wu quickly picked up the sword in his hand. At this time, Lan Hao moved a little and found that his whole body was numb from the cold just now, and he didn't feel anything unusual at once.
He quickly circulated his spiritual power to drive away the coldness around his body.
His face immediately turned livid, and he angrily walked to Yu Sheng's hut and shouted angrily, "Get out here, you bastard! What the hell are you doing?"
"What am I doing? I've told you that the sword will choose its master! Stop arguing, or I'll throw you into the river!" Yu Sheng's voice came from the room, and the doctor snorted coldly.
These swords were born from his vitality. Although they have no will, they have a certain spirituality.
"Fuck you! You charlatan, stop trying to fool me. I, Lan Hao, have traveled far and wide and have seen everything. I can expose your little tricks in a minute!" Lan Hao shouted angrily and rushed into the house.
However, as soon as he stepped into the house, he saw a sword energy being summoned, which immediately knocked him directly into the river channel of the waterfall with a splash.
Floating downstream, it quickly disappeared into the sword furnace.
The river is flowing very fast.
"Sorry, senior!" Han Wu apologized quickly.
But he heard Yu Sheng in the thatched cottage say calmly: "Choose a sword and leave!"
Han Wu was slightly stunned. She looked at these swords and suddenly felt a headache. She looked at Gan Hao and asked, "How did Xue Wuyi choose?"
"Trying one by one! It's a horrible sight!" Thinking of the last time Xue Wuyi tested the sword, the man named Gan Hao suddenly felt a chill on his back and shuddered.
Gurgle!
"There are at least three hundred swords here. Try them one by one!" Han Wu said in disbelief.
Gan Hao nodded silently and said, "It was the same last time. But he didn't experiment. I estimate that he tried more than a hundred times at most to get the right one. Maybe you are lucky. It won't take that long."
"Luck!?" Han Wu looked at his burned hands, speechless.
This is not luck at all, but when she thought of Lan Hao, it seemed that there was indeed an element of luck. She looked at Gan Hao and smiled, "Gan Hao, why don't you give it a try? I'll introduce you to a girlfriend when I return to school."
"..." Gan Hao was speechless, and quickly shook his head and said, "I'm not a warrior, and I don't practice swordsmanship. In fact, I have tried it, after all, it is also a treasure. But after two experiments, the results were not good at all. It made me miserable, and now I have sequelae when I see swords!"
"Can you bear to let a little girl like me do this experiment?" Han Wu looked at Gan Hao with her big eyes.
Gan Hao was unmoved and said in embarrassment: "It's useless for me to test this sword. There is no pattern at all. Let's put it this way, you couldn't take it just now, but Lan Hao could. Similarly, you can't take what I can take. I also tried talent, but it's not right either. For example, I have a talent for using wood magic, but the sword I touched over there should be a wood sword, but it didn't work. I don't know how this thing is determined."
"There is no pattern at all?" Han Wu said without believing it at all.
Gan Hao nodded and said, "Maybe there is a pattern, but it's impossible to find it. Judging from Xue Wuyi's current experience, his only experience is to try them one by one. Don't worry, although there are some problems with these swords, they are not enough to harm people's lives. Just be careful and cautious, and let go immediately if you see something wrong!"
"That's a really good suggestion!" Han Wu rolled her eyes at Gan Hao. She clenched her fists and walked to a sword.
Gurgle!
"Never mind!" She gritted her teeth and swung the purple dagger. Her arm was instantly blown away, her hand was covered in blood, and her hand was almost dislocated.
"Isn't it just about attributes? What kind of sword is this?" Han Wu was so aggrieved that she was about to cry.
Gan Hao on the side reminded: "Of course, there are more attributes than just the general sense. With so many swords, some swords will have many changes after being held. For example, I remember that after Xue Wuyi held a sword, his chest began to develop! A man, haha..."
"Is that what you mean?" At this time, Han Wu was seen holding a sword and had grown stubble!
Gan Hao quickly stopped smiling, looked at Han Wu and said, "Don't worry, this won't affect your body, and you will recover in less than an hour!"
"I..." Han Wu was a little angry, looking at the more than 300 swords, for the dominance of his own sword department, "Fight! I don't believe this evil."
(End of this chapter)