Qin Dong had no intention of doing anything to Qiu Sihai. Seeing Qiu Sihai sweating nervously made him feel a little embarrassed. Trying to use a gentle and friendly tone to say to Qiu Feng'er, "Feng'er, why don't you come over quickly and introduce your father to me?"
Qiu Feng'er curled her lips and snorted, "He is not my father, I don't know him!"
When Qiu Sihai heard this, sweat started to flow from his forehead, and he quickly said, "Feng'er, stop joking. Isn't it okay if dad knows he was wrong?"
"How can that be done? You are so wise and powerful, how could you be wrong? I am still waiting for you to save my life!" Qiu Feng'er became unruly, making Qiu Sihai unable to resist, and the sweat on his forehead became even more intense. [
Qin Dong raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Feng'er, that's enough. No more nonsense!"
When Qin Dong said this, Qiu Feng'er immediately became honest, rolled her eyes at Qiu Sihai, and walked over with a pouted mouth.
"This old fool is my father, the lord of Haipo City."
Although the way Qiu Feng'er introduced made Qiu Sihai a little embarrassed, Qiu Sihai couldn't care so much at this time. As soon as Qiu Feng'er finished speaking, Qiu Sihai couldn't wait to say to Qin Dong, "Excuse me! All this happened today , Qiu is really helpless. Please ask the immortal for guidance."
Qin Dong smiled and said, "Uncle, don't be nervous. Qin Dong understands everything. This matter has been revealed and there is no need to mention it again."
Hearing what Qin Dong said, Qiu Sihai's heart dropped to the ground. He was not afraid of death, but he was worried that if the people in the city were implicated because of him, then his sin would be heavy.
"Old fool, fortunately Brother Dong is generous and kind. If it were me, I would kill you!" Qiu Feng'er gave Qiu Sihai a dirty look and said with disdain.
Qiu Sihai smiled awkwardly, but Qin Dong glared and said in a deep voice, "Feng'er, how can you talk to your father like this? Still not apologizing?"
"Brother Dong, I..."
"Huh?" Qin Dong's face darkened, and there was anger hidden between his eyebrows.
Qiu Feng'er immediately felt guilty. Although she was unwilling and unwilling, she still said to Qiu Sihai honestly, "Old... oh no, dad, I was wrong."
Seeing that her daughter, who was very naughty and often made it difficult for her to step down, was so well-behaved and obedient in front of Qin Dong, Qiu Sihai's eyes almost popped out, not to mention the envy and even jealousy in her heart. . I felt that if Qiu Feng'er listened to him like this even once, it would be worth his death.
"No...it doesn't matter..." Qiu Sihai seemed a little at a loss when facing Qiu Feng'er like this.
"Brother Dong!" Zuo Rangyu and Yan Mingqiu came over surrounded by Wu Qingxu.
Wu Qingxu's expression seemed a little nervous, and his behavior was a bit reserved. He was very curious about Qin Dong, but his eyes did not dare to stay on Qin Dong for a long time. It was like a pilgrimage.
Qin Dong nodded lightly and looked at Wu Qingxu. As Qin Dong's eyes fell on him, Wu Qingxu felt as if something was pressing on him. It was not as heavy as usual. His usually impregnable mind seemed to be about to lose its hold. He immediately realized that Qin Dong's cultivation was much stronger than he had imagined.
Qin Dong reached out and made a move, and the sword in Wu Qingxu's hand immediately flew out of its sheath, turned into a stream of light, and fell into Qin Dong's hand. And all this, Wu Qingxu could only watch helplessly, without even the possibility of stopping it.
He held the sword and waved it casually, and a sharp sword sound shot straight into the sky. At the same time, a dazzling brilliance came out with the sword's power. Its power was majestic and earth-shattering. Wu Qingxu had never thought that this sword could emit such power. He couldn't help but feel guilty, because he had buried the edge of the sword because of his own ability.
The light of the sword soared into the sky like a bolt of steel, piercing the starry sky like a streak of colorful lightning, exploding in the night, covering up all the brilliance of the stars in the sky. [
Wu Qingxu was horrified. If this sword were to attack him, he would be turned into ashes in an instant.
The sword light flashed past, followed by a crisp click sound. The sword seemed unable to withstand Qin Dong's fierce cultivation and turned into pieces.
Wu Qingxu felt a pain in his heart. This sword was rare and hard-won. It had been with him for many years and had lived and died with him several times. It was like his life.
Zuo Rangyu and others didn't understand why Qin Dong wanted to destroy this sword. They all stood blankly on the spot with confusion on their faces.
Although the sword turned into fragments, it did not fall from the sky, but was wrapped in a red light.
This red light is like a big melting pot, in which the fragments of the sword melt one after another, turning into a stream of molten iron that shines with silver light.
Red light went in and out of it, and the flow of molten iron continued to change, eventually turning into the shape of a long sword and settling.
The red light suddenly faded away at this moment, and then the green water spirit energy surged in and enveloped it again. About half a while later, a dazzling silver light suddenly burst out from the center of the water spirit energy, followed by a roar like a phoenix or a dragon's roar, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
The whistling sound was clear and powerful, and seemed to have spirituality. Wu Qingxu loved swords, and a man who knew swords seemed to have realized something. His handsome face was trembling slightly because of excitement.
The water spirit energy dissipated, and a three-foot-long long sword with no trace of impurities floated in the air. There is still a faint shadow of the original sword, but everyone can feel that this sword at this time is by no means comparable to the previous one.
Qin Dong waved his sleeve and the sword flew straight towards Wu Qingxu. Wu Qingxu subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword, and in an instant, a feeling of water and milk spread straight through his heart.
"This is..." Wu Qingxu's excitement at this time could no longer be described in words. His whole body was trembling non-stop, his eyes were fixed on the sword in his hand, and he was a little crazy for a moment.
The quality of the sword that was re-tempered and forged by Qin Dong's power of chaos is unknown how many times better than before, so that it can truly be worthy of the word 'sword'. As for the previous one, in comparison, it was only good at best. It can be regarded as a fire stick.
Zuo Rangyu and the other five people who were standing next to Wu Qingxu couldn't resist the cold and sharp energy emanating from the sword, and couldn't help but take a few steps back with shock on their faces.
Qin Dong sighed softly and said, "It's a pity that the sword spirit has not been sealed into this sword, so it is still just ordinary iron and cannot be regarded as a magic weapon after all."
Wu Qingxu smiled bitterly. He was at such a high level that his words were really grand. Being able to own such a sword was enough to excite him for three days and three nights. He didn't even dare to think about sword spirits and magic weapons.