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not a good weapon a good weapon

Those words made Qi Ran feel a little ashamed.

Broken hands and feet are actually nothing. Qiran kept comforting himself. At least now he is completely healed, and his hands and feet have recovered. Besides, think about Mu Yunchen, how pitiful he is, he was reduced to a pulp.

, I can’t tell what it is. Compared to him, I am already countless times better.

Thinking of this, a beautiful smiling flower immediately appeared on Qiran's face. Looking at the beautiful but not majestic woman in front of him, Qiran said sweetly: "Grandma, what's your name?"

At least she should know her grandma's name, and her grandma looks very powerful. She can't guarantee whether there are other goblins. If she encounters other goblins in the future, just tell her her grandma's name.

Even though she thought so in her heart, Qiran couldn't help but tremble a few times when calling a woman who was only a dozen years older than herself called grandma.

In her impression, the so-called grandma should be the mother of someone of the same age as her master Hua Ikui, with white hair, a face full of wrinkles, not in good health, trembling all over, and trembling hands and feet...

…this type of senior citizen.

However, this kind of person seems to be too unhealthy...

She was "scared" by Qiran's sweet voice. Qiran's grandma just couldn't figure out why there was such a big contrast between the same person and the previous one. Why are humans more fickle than monsters?

Even though there were too many doubts, after all, the other party was her granddaughter and had a blood relationship. So she didn't hide it much. Looking at Qiran with a kind expression, Qiran's grandma said slowly: "My name is Biyun.

.”

"Biyun". Qiran silently wrote down the name.

Seemingly sensing what Qiran was thinking, Biyun smiled and said to Qiran: "Everything depends on you. Don't think that my name can help you. I haven't left this cave for thousands of years.

There are only a handful of people who know me." There was a hint of treachery in this smile.

Seeing that the abacus was empty, Qi Ran was not upset and smiled. The laughter was as clear and sweet as the collision of jade stones. "Then you are still my grandma. Don't you have anything good to give me?"

Qiran knew that even though it was his grandmother and she had saved her, it would definitely not be that simple. Just look at the way she was blocking the entrance of the cave, preventing him from leaving.

"Treacherous girl." Biyun scolded with a smile, not angry at all, "But you are right, I really have something to give you, but you have to get it yourself."

"What?" Qiran asked doubtfully.

Biyun turned her hand over, and a crimson fan with black iron as the fan bone appeared in her hand.

Qi Ran is extremely familiar with this fan.

"Fei Yi." Qiran called out immediately. Then she became angry for her carelessness. This fan has been with her for a year, but when she checked her clothes, she didn't notice that it was missing.

Seeing this, Biyun's gentle expression disappeared and his expression became serious, "Qi Ran, you have to know that weapons are a person's companion and a part of that person's life. And your weapon has been away from you for so long,

The fact that you haven't noticed it shows that you don't pay enough attention to a part of your life. If someone with intentions gets hold of your weapon, you're afraid..."

Biyun didn't say the last half of the sentence, but Qiran had already guessed it. Looking at Biyun with a pale face, Qiran was a little at a loss.

"I'm sorry, grandma. I won't do it again." Qiran lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

Although she is not a good person, at least she respects her elders. And this is what her grandmother said, which must be very important.

Ignoring Qiran's apology, Biyun casually played with the Fei Wing in her hand, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of her lips, "Even if this Fei Wing is lost, it's not a big deal." There was something in her tone.

A kind of contempt.

Qiran looked at Biyun in surprise. Among weapons, Feiyi was already considered the best. Why did Biyun talk about this weapon in such a contemptuous tone?

As if he could see what Qiran was thinking, Biyun said casually, "What you call superior is just its materials. If there are materials to make this fan, there is no problem in making hundreds of them. How can it be considered superior?

.”

Qiran was startled, and looked at Biyun with even more respect.

Biyun smiled softly and said: "But Feiyi is indeed a good weapon, and the material is rare in thousands of years." No wonder it is one of the sacred objects of the demon clan.

Biyun did not say the last sentence.

Qiran was puzzled by Biyun. Even if she had a genius type of brain, she couldn't understand her words. The contrast between before and after was too big. Biyun first said that Feiyi was not a good weapon, and then said that it was a good weapon. This is

Why……

An idea flashed in his mind, and Qiran immediately figured it out, "Grandma, do you think you can make it more powerful?"

Biyun looked at her granddaughter with approval. Sure enough, she guessed right, Qiran was very smart.

Looking at Qiran with a smile, Biyun said: "The Feiyi used to be a good weapon, but now it is not, because the Feiyi now has no spirituality and is just a cold killing tool."

"Why?" Qi Ran asked immediately.

Biyun smiled and slowly unfolded the Fei Wing in his hand. On the red fan bone, there was a small circular hole with a diameter of one centimeter. Looking up, Biyun smiled at Qiran and said slowly: "Do you know this hole?"

What is it for?"

"I always thought it was a decoration on the fan bone..." When she got the Feiyi before, Qiran had taken a serious look at the Feiyi and didn't think much about the hole.

Seeing Qiran's puzzled and confused expression, Biyun couldn't help but sigh. What should she say about this girl? She was obviously very smart, but why was she so stupid sometimes.

If Qiran knew what Biyun was thinking, she would definitely be angry. Since she was born, no one has ever said that she is stupid. Now, her grandmother...

Seeing Qiran's expression becoming even more confused, Biyun decided not to beat around the bush and tell this girl directly. Clearing her throat, Biyun said very seriously: "The reason why the current Feiyi is not a good weapon is because

Feiyi is incomplete, this one is missing its pupil." Biyun's fingers gently stroked the small circular hole with a diameter of one centimeter.

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Although the name is a bit like a tongue twister, don't think of it as one.

Three updates today, completed before 8:30, totaling 6,000 words.

I'm in a good mood today, so I type quickly==

Thank you for your support~


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