Feng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. He Chang was not the group of people over there. No matter whether they were injured or not, they all surrounded him with a "hurrah".
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Why are they willing to leave suddenly!" Liu Ruoxu couldn't wait to ask questions on behalf of everyone.
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and said: "It's nothing. People with higher levels cherish their own level more after all!"
Liu Ruoxu then asked: "What's going on? Do you have a way to kill him? I looked at you a few times and it seemed like you were having a hard time!"
Feng Xiaoxiao said: "It's quite difficult, and I'm not very sure, but in any case I have a chance to die with him!"
"Really? How can we die together!"
Feng Xiaoxiao felt that answering Liu Ruoxu's question was more difficult than the previous battle, and he hesitated: "Well! Even if I stabbed him, he also stabbed me, and then he died, and I died together!"
But Liu Ruoxu's questions were endless. She opened her mouth to ask, but was interrupted by Xianle: "Your sword seems to be quite powerful!"
Liu Ruoxu not only likes to ask questions, but also loves to answer, and her mind moves quickly. I heard her answer quickly: "Of course, the 'Ruoxu' sword is of course powerful!" The word "Ruoxu" was shouted very loudly, lest everyone would not notice. noticed.
Looking at Feng Xiaoxiao again, her face was as red as the morning glow, and everyone looked at the two of them with evil intentions. The meaning could not be more obvious: "What is the relationship between you two!" Feng Xiaoxiao's face quickly evolved into a burning cloud.
After all, Feng Xiaoxiao is a talent. He is very quick to reply to normal, and can quickly join everyone's topics! He raised his "Ruoxu" sword and said: "Yes! Thanks to it today!" After saying this, he pointed at the sword. With a flick of his body, the sword shattered in response. Feng Xiaoxiao's face, which had just returned to normal within ten seconds, turned green with great contrast, and there was a trend of further deepening.
Everyone in the audience took a breath, and one person said: "It's so amazing! Is this...is this the magical power of snapping fingers?"
Another person said stupidly: "Is this sword...disposable?"
But looking at Feng Xiaoxiao's face, you can tell that this is neither a magical power nor a one-time use of the sword. This is an accident, and it is an accident within an accident.
Feng Xiaoxiao's hand was still holding the short hilt of the sword tightly. The entire sword body had been completely shattered. The shattering was so complete that Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't believe it. He had been with him for many days, although he didn't dare to It is said to be indestructible, but it can also be said to be invincible. According to the identification standard of a sword reaching the sky, it is the best among rare weapons. It was actually turned into dust with a flick of my own finger.
Feng Xiaoxiao was completely dumbfounded and blurted out a line: "How could a rational person like me believe such nonsense!"
The leader who worshiped him as his eldest brother was actually able to talk to him: "You are right. Although this is nonsense, it is indeed a fact. Your sword... was shattered by your bullet!"
Xianle frowned and said, "It can't be broken by a bullet! It must be the 'Blue Water Blue Dragon' that I had with Raiders of the Lost Ark just now..." Before he finished speaking, the meaning was already clear.
Feng Xiaoxiao still couldn't understand that his sword had only crossed paths with "Blue Water Blue Dragon" a handful of times. The Qiqiao Fan where I came from had been slashed so many times, and it had only been broken into two pieces. My sword It was broken so completely in just a few blows, and the gap must be too big! But if it was said that it was broken by oneself, it would be even more unrealistic.
After much deliberation, Feng Xiaoxiao felt that the problem could only be caused by the repair of the sword not long ago, but that was done by the NPC, could there be anything wrong?
Truth needs to be tested through practice. Feng Xiaoxiao leaned over and picked up the nearly broken pieces on the ground, and said to everyone: "Let me go find the master who made this sword and have a look!"
Liu Ruoxu asked: "Can it still be repaired?"
Feng Xiaoxiao said: "I hope it can be done!"
Liu Ruoxu said: "If you fix it, please tell me!"
Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at her, nodded, said goodbye to everyone, and left first.
After descending the mountain, we rushed straight to the capital without stopping and quickly arrived at Blacksmith Zhang's blacksmith shop in the capital.
Blacksmith Zhang looked at the pile of fragments and shook his head like a rattle: "If you can imagine it, how can you repair this pile of broken things when you can't even see what they are originally?"
Feng Xiaoxiao walked out of Blacksmith Zhang's shop. The signboard of the blacksmith shop was hung high at the door of the shop, and the big word "Zhang" was floating in the wind. Feng Xiaoxiao remembered the scene when he was anxiously waiting for the sword to be cast. It was on that day.
, I know that there is such a thing as a "weapon catalog" in the world, and I only think that one day my sword will be included in the "weapon catalog" that evaluates famous weapons in the world, but now...
Feng Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly brightened again. He thought of the materials used to make the sword and the old man in Chengdu. Maybe he could find a way?
I rushed to Chengdu, but found that I had already forgotten the old man’s home. Fortunately, I still remembered that the old man’s surname was Sun, and I also remembered the common sense of asking NPCs for directions.
The answer he got was beyond Feng Xiaoxiao's expectation. The NPC said, there is no such person!
How is this possible, but the answer given by the NPC is irrefutable.
Feng Xiaoxiao still didn't give up. He started walking street by street, identifying each house. He believed that as long as he could walk to that row of houses, he would be able to recognize them.
Feng Xiaoxiao was right, he had indeed found it. After crossing countless streets and walking past so many houses, Feng Xiaoxiao finally found the house he was looking for.
But he soon became disappointed, because he recognized that this kind of house belonged to the player. In other words, it turned out that Old Man Sun's house had been purchased by the player as a vacant house. No wonder the system NPC would say that there is no such person! The system
NPCs really don't lie.
The wind is also blowing on the streets of Chengdu. The wind is neither cold nor hot, but it cools Feng Xiaoxiao's heart. This is the last glimmer of hope and it no longer exists.
Feng Xiaoxiao stood stupidly on the streets of Chengdu. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly turned around and walked resolutely towards the inn.
Huashan, the wind rustles and returns to Huashan.
Feng Xiaoxiao came to the edge of the cliff where he fought against Raiders of the Lost Ark again, and there was no one there.
Standing on the edge of the cliff. Although this is not the top of Huashan Mountain, the clouds are already floating under the feet. Looking down from the edge of the cliff, Feng Xiaoxiao remembered a poem: Only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and I don’t know where to go. But here
But it can be said: the depth of the cloud is unknown.
Feng Xiaoxiao stretched out his arms and when he came out, he had already grabbed a lot of fragments of the "Ruoxu" sword.
After pausing for a moment, the wind rustled fiercely and he raised his hands and waved them in the air.
Without a moment's hesitation, Feng Xiaoxiao scattered the second handful, and the third... sprinkled it cleanly, as cleanly as the system refreshed.
The fragments fell from the sky and passed through the clouds, as if they were still shining, like a needle-piercing light. It not only pierced the eyes, but also hurt Feng Xiaoxiao's heart.
The hand stretched out from his arms for the last time, holding the hilt of the sword.
This time Feng Xiaoxiao hesitated, thought again and again, and finally put the sword hilt back in his arms, treating it as a memory that he wanted to forget!
The last flash of light disappeared from his eyes, and Feng Xiaoxiao turned around and went down the mountain. From now on, he would embark on the road of karate again.
Of course, he could also just find a sword to use, but after using the best sword among rare weapons like "Ruoxu", and then using an ordinary sword, the feeling would be the same as driving a space shuttle and then riding a bicycle.
Not much different.
It all depends on him whether he would rather lack than abuse, or whether he would rather abuse than lack.
Feng Xiaoxiao came to the mountainside again, where the "Huashan Sword Discussion" was held, but there was no one in sight.
Yes, a long time has passed since I left here until I came back, and everything is already over.
Feng Xiaoxiao stood here stupidly for a moment, then turned around and went down the mountain.
But the way down the mountain is only half way.
Although he threw the pieces in a cool manner, he was still very depressed and didn't want to stay here, so he directly chose to log off.
Although he left Jianghu, his heart was still there. Feng Xiaoxiao was still uneasy. He randomly browsed the forum for a while, but didn't read a single word. He simply got off the plane and returned to the dormitory.
The three people in the dormitory were already in the room. As soon as Feng Xiaoxiao entered the room, everyone could see that his condition was not normal. Depression was clearly written on his face. They quickly expressed concern for him and asked what was wrong with him.
"The sword is broken!" Feng Xiaoxiao replied with a sad face.
"What sword is broken?" Everyone still didn't understand.
"My sword! It's broken!"
"What? It's broken!" The most intense reaction was from the cornucopia, "How could it be broken?"
Feng Xiaoxiao saw it was a cornucopia and thought of what happened with the Qian Gang today. He became even more angry and said with a dark face: "I was chopped down by your gang leader's sword!" This is the only reasonable explanation.
"Blue Water Blue Dragon?" Cornucopia shouted, "Impossible. Its sword is stronger than yours, but it won't be able to break your sword!"
"Who knows! After a few fights, I stretched out my finger and flicked the sword, and the sword broke into pieces! It wasn't his sword that broke it or I couldn't flick it!"
Cornucopia was speechless, and the boss asked: "Have you fought against their gang leader?"
"Yes!" Feng Xiaoxiao briefly explained what happened. Finally, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Have you defeated Raiders of the Lost Ark?"
