The light of the Evergreen Sword stunned the audience, and still made everyone present in a trance.
Luo Yunhai pondered a little, slowly took the long sword in his hand, then looked at the wooden box, and opened the wooden box with a light flick of his fingers. The red glow of the Fire Cloud Sword also spread out instantly.
However, before the red glow burst into the gleaming brilliance as before, the cyan light shined again in an instant, and in an instant, the red glow was completely sucked into the sword body.
But just a moment's notice, that Fire Cloud Sword's sword body shook suddenly, the light was restrained, and it became dimmed.
The pupils couldn't help but shrank, and everyone saw this, and was horrified again: "How is it possible that this Fire Cloud Sword has actually been downgraded? Has it changed from Rank 12 to Rank 11?"
Qin Hao also trembled for a while, with blue veins jumping on his head, and 100,000 horses running past his heart.
How did this happen? How could the dignified Twelfth-Rank Spirit Sword be downgraded gracefully? Could it be said that this Evergreen Sword actually has the ability to absorb the spiritual power of other spirit swords? This is too fucking perverted!
For a moment, everyone looked at the shining brilliance of the Evergreen Sword, and they were all a little startled. Especially that Qin Hao, his heart was bleeding.
The Level 12 Spirit Weapon he had just brought had turned into Level 11 in an instant. This depreciation is too fast! Damn Luomeng, where the hell did he find such a heaven-defying weird sword, it's unheard of!
But how did he know that this was created by Zhuo Fan's Qingtian Sword Dao when he had an epiphany, and it was the magic skill of the Heavenly Demon Dahua Jue. Therefore, this sword has the power of refining and reconciling. Any spirit sword in front of him will be instantly sucked away from spiritual power, and the spiritual energy will be lost and degraded.
Zhuo Fan has the inheritance of several emperor-level masters, and now he is comprehending the way of swordsmanship. How can the spirit sword he produced is a common product!
But of course everyone didn't know this, they only knew that this twelfth-rank spirit sword was not only perfect, but also too powerful and weird, so weird that made them feel chills in their hearts.
But Luo Yunhai took this spirit sword and felt a little, but there was a familiar feeling passing through his mind, he pondered for a long time, and laughed: "Good sword!"
Looking at each other, the three Luo Sifan couldn't help getting excited when seeing him so happy. This journey of seeking swords was finally in vain.
Snapped!
Covering the box, Qin Hao shook his head and sighed, just wanting to leave in a desperate manner. This time he was slapped in the face by pretending to be uncomfortable, and the Twelfth-Rank Spirit Soldier was fuckingly demoted, which made his heart sore. I didn't say anything, and even lost my wife and broke down!
"Wait a moment!"
However, before he left, Luo Yunhai stopped him in a hurry and smiled slightly: "Leader Qin, isn't this a gift from you? I accept it!"
With a long spit, Qin Hao shook his head helplessly, with a bit of disappointment and bitterness on his face: "Luo Leng laughed. Luo Leng's background is so deep, and a divine sword is unparalleled in the world. This old man is really ugly. Ling Qianjin said That’s right, the old man’s sword is indeed not rare for the leader of the Luo League. What’s more, it’s still downgraded now. The old man is going to say goodbye, I’m going to bother you, and look at Haihan!"
As he said, Qin Hao stomped his back and wanted to leave again.
"slow!"
He waved his hand hurriedly and stopped him. Luo Yunhai smiled faintly: "Leader Qin is too polite, he is a guest from afar. The younger brother sent the invitation card, and indeed because of his busy business, he forgot the leader of Qin. This is the younger brother’s fault. Now the leader of Qin, regardless of the predecessors, came to celebrate his birthday, but the younger brother was inadequately entertained, but he still looked at Haihan. Here, the younger brother, apologize!"
As he said, Luo Yunhai bowed down, full of sincerity.
After taking a deep look at him, and then at the glowing light of the cyan long sword in his hand, Qin Hao's eyelids trembled, and he couldn't help sighing, "Leader of the Luo League, the sword is a gift to the hero. This sword is really suitable for you. The old man now finally knows why the Luo League is so respected by the major forces in Xizhou. I have previously committed crimes, and I hope the leader will forgive me!"
As soon as the voice fell, Qin Hao also bowed deeply, his face full of sincerity.
Seeing all this, Luo Sifan felt a little stunned. He couldn't help but ask Luo Yunchang: "Aunty, aren't they here to make trouble? Why dad he..."
"People respect me a foot, and I respect others; people destroy me a millet, and I win three battles. My Luo family is not afraid of things, but I don't do evil with others. This is the purpose of my Luo family's benevolence and righteousness!" After stroking her head lightly, Luo Yunchang said faintly.
Zhuge Changfeng was on the side and chuckled: "Little Miss, the best way to destroy an enemy in the world is to turn him into a friend. The Patriarch has done a very good job in this respect, and he is really similar to the steward Zhuo back then. It’s just that the steward Zhuo was tempted by profit, and the owner was emotional. It can be said that this time Qin Hao came to hit the field, although we won, but we did not fall into trouble, and gave him a full face. If this is the case, he will not give a face. If you do, then we can only treat him as an enemy. The Patriarch’s move is just a chance to win him over, to see if he can accept it. Anyway, he is not stupid, maybe he really felt the Patriarch’s sincerity, and took it. Now, from now on, our Luomeng has grown a step further!"
Nodded clearly, Luo Sifan seemed to have realized, but soon he was taken aback and asked: "Who is Steward Zhuo? Why haven't we heard of it before?"
"That's a sad, yet missed man."
Eyelids flicked slightly, Luo Yunchang couldn't help sighing, and a faint sadness appeared in his eyes: "Perhaps many people don't remember him now, but some old people in the league will always be in awe and admiration when mentioning his name. Three points, three points for fear, and one point, which is a pity!"
"pity?"
"Yes, Tianzong talent, how could it be a waste to die young?" Luo Yunchang raised his head and wiped the tears at the corner of his eyes, and shook his head helplessly: "I didn't mention him a long time ago, and it made me sad again. !"
Zhuge Changfeng also nodded slightly, and murmured: "We don't mention the name of Steward Zhuo much on weekdays, and we can't bear to make the eldest lady and the others sad, but occasionally talk about it in private. Miss, you don't know it, and you should!"
"Afraid that my aunt will be sad? Could it be that... he is my aunt's lover?" Luo Sifan said faintly with a flick of his brows.
With a sudden smile, Luo Yunchang suddenly showed a bitter smile: "I take him as my lover, but in his heart he doesn't know who he is in love with? That dead ghost, even in the end, I don't know where his body is, whether I have ever existed in my heart... "
As he said, Luo Yunshang showed sorrow again.
Luo Sifan's heart moved, and he took a deep look at her, revealing a strange light in his eyes. She really didn't understand who this legendary steward Zhuo was, so that her aunt, a famous iron-fisted woman, would be so haunted and uneasy even after his death.
What is so strange about him? Is there such a man in the world
Thinking like this, Luo Sifan couldn't help but look back at the two followers Long Jianshan and Xie Nianyang behind him, and his heart suddenly became blocked, and he shook his head with a laugh.
No way, why didn't I find it, huh...
To clear up the previous suspicion, Luo Yunhai immediately invited Qin Hao to the table and said joyously to the wine. Before Qin Hao had come to smash the scene, Luo Yunhai naturally didn't look good at him. But now it's different. This old man has been dragged onto the thief boat by himself, and he is naturally kind to each other, and there is no ill-talking about each other.
As a result, the crowds on the wine table were staggered, and the bustling scene was restored again. It's just that people's eyes can't stop staring at the cyan sword light.
Qin Hao did the same, pondering a little, and finally asked with his fists, "Leader Luo, I don't know where you got such a magic sword?"
After a moment of stagnation, Luo Yunhai glanced at the divine sword, with some doubts, then looked at Luo Sifan and said, "Sifan, where did you get such a precious spirit sword?"
As soon as this said, the jubilant wine table was suddenly silent, a pair of eyes fixed on them, wanting to explore.
"Father, we spent a lot of thought on your birthday gift!"
Looking at each other, the three of them couldn't help but smiled triumphantly, and then said: "You don't know, we worked so hard to see this swordsmith in Juejian Town..."
"Absolute Sword Town?"
Unable to shake his brows, Qin Hao immediately cried out, "Could this sword come from the hand of Master Blind Sword Master?"
Unconsciously, Luo Sifan looked at him and nodded, wondering: "Hey, do you know him too? That's it. We begged for a long time before he was willing to give us a sword, and he personally picked it up. Father, as his birthday gift!"
"Let me just say, how could you choose so accurately? It is in the father's mind. It turns out that there is an expert behind to help, ha ha ha..." With a smile, Luo Yunhai nodded slightly, then looked aside Qin Hao and said: "What? , League Master Qin, what's wrong with this swordsmith?"
With a deep frown, Qin Hao glanced at the three of Luo Sifan, and sighed: "Three juniors, you can get a spirit sword from that weird man. It's a great fortune! There is no truth to this, this strange man. I heard about it 20 years ago, and I sent someone to ask for a sword, but no one succeeded. In the end, I was furious and wanted to grab it. As a result, as many people as I went, as many as they disappeared. Master Guiyuan. I didn’t realize that this is a bottomless pit until the one hundred masters disappeared. I dare not go anymore. This blind swordsman is definitely not a good stubborn!"
"Later I heard that someone sent three or four hundred Guiyuan masters to go, but they lost all of them in an instant. My scalp was numb, and I felt fortunate. Fortunately, I didn't go. It was a magic cave. Later, no one was there. Dare to go again, even if there is the Five States Excalibur, no one would have dared to grab it. And from beginning to end, no one had ever obtained a sword from that person. It’s just never expected that Qianjin would actually take it. It’s a great blessing when it arrives. And just like the rumors, the spirit sword under the blind sword master really deserves its reputation!"
Hearing these words, everyone present was shocked unconsciously, and looked at the three Luo Sifan at the same time, full of strangeness.
These three little dolls actually got something that even hundreds of Guiyuan masters can't get, so damn lucky!
However, the three of them looked confused and looked at each other, their eyes were incomprehensible.
Is this difficult, that blind uncle looks good to talk? If you're anxious, you'll even quarrel with juniors, not like such a cruel person
But thinking of the scene where Que'er shook off the old vulture demon with a single sentence, the three of them felt anxious again. Did they just slip through the door of hell...