Duan Chen suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head to face Yubeichuan's pair of eyes as bright as stars. It turned out that the leader of Yubeichuan used the "bitter meat tactic".
"you……"
A warm current surged from the bottom of his heart. Apart from his parents and master when he was a child, Duan Chen had never felt this kind of gratitude. He felt gratitude from the bottom of his heart to a "stranger".
"The sword is yours."
Yu Beichuan said calmly, as if this matter was nothing to him at all. With a kick of his foot, he lifted the long sword from the ground.
"Thanks!"
Duan Chen is truly grateful.
"It's okay, just don't hold grudges in your heart..."
Yu Beichuan was very calm, and he was not sure about Shang Tu Pu Ming. Even though he was a soul, so many strange things had happened since the end of the world, which made Yu Beichuan unheard of and unprepared. In his heart, Yu Beichuan thought
Tu Puming probably had some backup plans, so he acted like this.
Since it was acting, Yu Beichuan must not tell Duan Chen that acting should be realistic. Isn't there such a saying, when the fake is true, the truth is also false, and when the truth is false, the false is also true.
"I hope, I hope it won't happen again. Leader Yubeichuan, do you really want to give a hint in advance that someone will die?"
Picking up the long sword, Duan Chen couldn't put it down, turning it over and over in his hands. He kept looking at it, complaining and nagging at Yu Beichuan.
"next time?"
Yu Beichuan felt funny in his heart. Next time, and next time, he would be right. For an honest and friendly person like Duan Chen, how can he talk about acting if his eyes reveal his secrets?
"Duan Chen, let's take care of the wounds on your body first. You're covered in blood and it looks very painful. Your shoulder will be useless if you don't take care of it."
Yu Beichuan had a good heart. He watched Duan Chen looking at the long sword in his hand lovingly, as if he were looking at the lover of his dreams. His mouth was drooling. This silly look was really annoying.
A little bit chilly.
"Hey, I can't die."
Duan Chen put down the long sword reluctantly. This long sword was the best weapon he had ever received in his life. The rusty black iron sword from his previous master had always been hidden in his arms like a treasure. Duan Chen had long wanted to secretly
We got it, but the master saw that there was no chance at all.
"The divine weapon has definitely reached the level of a divine weapon..."
Duan Chen thought for a while and simply tied the long sword behind his back. He was worried that Yu Beichuan would regret it, and he would be unable to fight again and again, and he would not be able to argue with him, so where could he reason with him?
The sword is three feet six inches long and is worthy of its name. The sword is made of dark iron. The sword is thin and light cyan, revealing a touch of autumn frost. The sword's hilt is engraved with two small seal characters of "Qiuhan".
, every word is strong and majestic.
"Brush, brush..."
Duan Chen jumped up and waved "Qiu Han" gently, the light cyan sword shadow shimmering with cold light, "Qiu Han" accompanied by the figure flashed as fast as lightning, the cold air was overwhelming.
"Ah!"
Yubeichuan is really speechless.
"Duan Chen, you first recognize the master and then talk about it. After the divine weapon recognizes the master, the sword is still with the person, but the strength is not as good as yours. Who else can take this long sword away from your hands?"
Yu Beichuan gave a kind reminder, but he was thinking in his heart that he could not snatch it, so he did not say it. Generally speaking, after a magic weapon recognizes its owner, it will become more compatible with its owner, so that the sword can be read in mind.
It's not a problem if you have fingertips on your arms.
"Recognize the master?"
Duan Chen was stunned and immediately became excited.
"If it's not a magical weapon, it will definitely not recognize its master.
So the long sword in my hand is at least the level of a spiritual weapon."
Unexpectedly, I really didn't expect that the plot of identifying the protagonist that I only saw in fantasy novels would now happen to me. Duan Chen was so excited that his whole body trembled.
"Recognize the Lord, how to recognize the Lord?"
Duan Chen was worried, but he was not stupid. Thinking of the plot in the novel, he immediately had an idea.
Picking up the dagger, Duan Chen decisively made a long, deep cut on the palm of his hand, letting the blood from his palm drip onto the sword. Witnessing the miracle, drop by drop of crystal blood quickly seeped into the sword.
"It really happened."
Duan Chen was overjoyed.
"Chief Yubeichuan, can you tell me whether the more blood there is, the more power the sword absorbs, the more powerful it becomes?"
Duan Chen asked innocently, and a vague connection came to "Qiu Han", which made Duan Chen work even harder.
"Uh... give it a try."
Yu Beichuan shook his head, looking at Duan Chen's pale face, Yu Beichuan simply left.
"stupid……"
He cursed in his mind, if you cut again, your life will be gone.
Duan Chen is a fool who has good fortune. Yu Beichuan is very doubtful about this now. He, Zhang Jiade, Zhang Tieniu and others are all of the same virtue. Every benefit he gets through hard work seems to be a gift prepared for them.
, Thinking about it, Yubeichuan's flesh aches to the extreme.
"It's all fate! It doesn't look like a bad thing at all. The way of heaven can make up for the shortcomings of the damage. It's really the arrangement of fate."
Yu Beichuan shook his head and simply stopped thinking about it.
"Oh, let's bury him. A monk at the peak of the Golden Core Realm deserves this treatment. It's really unreasonable to let him die in the wilderness like this."
Yu Beichuan looked at Tu Puming's body and decided to give him an ending that was not honorable but at least not so tragic. He couldn't blame himself for his soul dissipating.
A pit was quickly dug out. Yu Beichuan hugged Tu Puming's body without hesitation and carefully put it down. After thinking about it, a ball of fire ignited in his palms.
"call!"
A ball of dark gold fire ignited, and Tu Puming's body turned into ashes in an instant.
"Ashes to ashes to dust, everything is to blame..."
Yu Beichuan sighed. He was worried that zombies or mutated beasts would dig up Tu Puming's body again. At the same time, he didn't want Tu Puming to be "resurrected" again and become something neither human nor ghost. This may be a response to the strong.
the utmost respect.
"Boss, can you leave?"
A voice came over, and this voice made Yu Beichuan feel dazed for a while. He did not expect that Duan Chen, who had always been serious and likes to have a straight face, could actually put down his social status and call himself the boss.
"Hehe, the master said that among three people, there must be a master like me. I will break the good ones and change the bad ones."
Duan Chen smiled sarcastically.
"Your master is so stubborn, Mr. Confucius said this, okay? He bullied me for not being educated and having a low level of education..."
Yu Beichuan murmured a curse.
"Hey, boss! What did you just say?"
Duan Chen raised his head in confusion and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Are your ears so good?"
Yu Beichuan's face turned red, and he was embarrassed to say bad things about others behind their backs.
"Haha, I mean congratulations, you got the sword you wanted today."
Yubeichuan chuckled a few times and casually brushed it off.
"Haha, thank you boss, thank you..."
Duan Chen is really honest and laughs out loud.
"No
No, you are in good shape."
Seeing that Duan Chen seemed to have recovered a lot, Yu Beichuan was a little surprised, "Maybe Duan Chen's talent is a strong recovery ability. If so, that would be terrifying."
Yubeichuan pondered for a moment.
An army is easy to get, but a general is hard to find. Since Duan Chen calls himself the boss, Yu Beichuan has something to think about. Duan Chen's talent is not great, but his character is rare. This alone makes Yu Beichuan look at him a few times.
"Duanchen, come here! Take the storage ring."
Yu Beichuan took out a storage ring from his body and handed it over. The space of this storage ring is not large, about fifty square meters. For a "hero" like Duan Chen who is accustomed to living alone, it should be about the same.
.
"Storage ring?"
Duan Chen had a look of disbelief on his face and asked "boss", what great benefits could there be? One more time for such a boss! Only then did he realize that Yu Beichuan was really wealthy.
"A small thing, easy to take with you when traveling..."
There is no physical pain in Yubeichuan. One moment and another, Yubeichuan is no longer as poor as it used to be.
"Thanks!"
Duan Chen's eyes filled with tears. Boss Yubeichuan not only saved him, but was also so kind to him... He bent down and bowed to Yubeichuan respectfully.
Yu Beichuan didn't evade, Duan Chen had a straightforward personality, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't accept it, so Yu Beichuan didn't move and simply accepted it with peace of mind.
“Recognize the Lord by shedding blood!”
This is what Duan Chen likes to do the most. Cutting off the old wound with just one knife, Duan Chen is such a manly man that he doesn't even frown.
"Boss, do you think there is enough blood?"
Duan Chen watched his blood seeping out carefully, he was always worried, and Yu Beichuan nodded in panic. He was worried that Duan Chen would "abuse" him again.
"There is a connection."
Duan Chen shouted loudly,
Duan Chen was so sad when he recognized the storage ring as his master, he didn't know how to use it.
"No consciousness?"
"What is consciousness?"
"Well, spiritual consciousness is..."
Yu Beichuan took the trouble to explain it, but Duan Chen still had only a half-understanding. His big eyes looked at Yu Beichuan innocently.
"sit down!"
Yu Beichuan couldn't help it anymore, and the "Shenyan Law" was passed over at once.
Finally, Duan Chen swept his consciousness and opened his mouth wide. What did he see? He saw a small pile of spiritual stones, body-building blood pills, mutated beast flesh and blood in the storage ring...
"Fuck, boss, boss, you are so good to me."
Duan Chen murmured, rushed over and hugged Yu Beichuan, the feeling was more real than meeting his biological father.
"Go away! My brother, please don't hug me..."
Yu Beichuan pushed Duan Chen away. The man and the man were hugging each other. This feeling was really... very uncomfortable.
"Besides, Duan Chen, I'm giving you these cultivation materials. I sincerely hope you won't lose in the next fight."
Yubeichuan said calmly.
"Well, boss..."
Duan Chen had tears on his face and could only nod his head in thanks.
Yu Beichuan believes that since the end of the world, this time is not the most difficult. When hundreds of tribes come, the world will definitely not be so peaceful.
"Don't worry, boss, Duan Chen will not embarrass you. I, Duan Chen, will be yours for the rest of my life."
After hearing Yu Beichuan's plan, Duan Chen enthusiastically expressed his mentality.