So he happily agreed, "No matter what method you use, as long as you can cut off this sword, even if I lose, I will take you wherever you want to go and give you whatever you want."
,how?"
"A gentleman's word is that a horse cannot be chased. My lord, you must not regret it." She blocked the way with her small body, fearing that Xuanyuan Yao would change his mind at a moment's notice and come to seize the sword.
Xuanyuan Yao was full of confidence. His sword was a magic weapon that had been passed down in the world for hundreds of years. How could it be damaged so easily?
A gamble with Baili Jixiang doesn't have much to do with it, and he just legitimately refused to visit the armory, so why not do it.
Jixiang's smile was even better. She already had a charming face like a peach blossom. This smile captured the soul and captured the soul. "You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife. Although your sword looks big, heavy and thick, in fact it's not."
But that's it." She squatted down, touched her trouser leg, and pulled out a small dagger. It was black and shiny, forming a sharp contrast with her delicate little hands.[
"Is this what you use??" Xuanyuan Yao shook his head helplessly.
The dagger is indeed a rare magic weapon, it can even be said to be the best short blade he has ever seen. Unfortunately, using this to destroy his long sword is a fantasy.
That's all, she wanted to try, but he didn't stop her.
However, there is always a sense of using the 'big' to bully the 'small' and defeating them with force. "If you can't cut it, don't cry. I never carry a handkerchief with you, and I don't mind lending you clothes to wipe your nose."
"Xuanyuan Yao, you haven't made an oath such as the sword will harm people and they will die, right?" She has not read many martial arts novels, but she remembers this sentence very clearly. I wonder if the ancients loved this.
Kind of tune.
"No, you..." He was just about to joke a few more words, when suddenly a cold light flashed in front of his eyes...