Xiaota's heart-rending wail suddenly sounded in his heart, and the little kid's clone couldn't help but froze. Then he rolled his eyes. This little thing was staying in his trouser pocket. This was happening again.
What nerve?
"Xiaota, be good, don't make trouble. I'm having a fight. Let's talk about it later if you have something to do!" The kid's clone said in a perfunctory voice, as if coaxing a child.
Xiaota was shocked even more: "Brother Da Zhuang, please listen to me carefully. I am really in a hurry. This is a matter of life and death."
"If you don't care anymore, I will really be split in half."
The little kid's clone raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said slightly surprised: "Okay, tell me, I'll listen, what is going on?"
"Do you still remember that broken knife with a strong evil spirit that you asked me to put away before?" Xiaota took a breath and hurriedly sent a message.
Although the kid's clone was a little confused about how Xiaota, a psychic weapon, could breathe, he did not reveal what he was thinking.
"Broken knife, what broken knife?" The kid's clone looked confused and wanted to scratch his hair, but it grabbed the helmet of the Sirius armor.
Just hearing the kid's clone's doubtful tone, which didn't sound like hypocrisy, Xiaota knew that this damn dog had probably forgotten all about the broken knife a long time ago.
If Little Tower could roll its eyes at this moment, it would definitely roll its eyes at the kid's clone.
Despise him fiercely!
"I'll spit it out, and you can slowly recall it yourself!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaota couldn't wait to throw a broken knife at the feet of the kid's clone.
This is a broken knife with only the handle intact and less than five centimeters of the blade remaining.
The fracture is smooth and flat.
Compared with the curved handle of the knife, the only small section of the blade left has a more obvious curvature.
One can vaguely tell that when the broken sword is intact, it may actually be a scimitar.
"Is this what it was originally?" The kid's clone had a look of astonishment on his face. He finally recalled the origin of this broken knife.
That day in Sunchon City, he took back the broken knife that he snatched from the antique shop from the hands of the local masters, but found that this broken knife that had a little bit of soul activated and was full of evil was a useless weapon.
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So, without thinking, he threw it to Xiaota.
Later, as time passed, he forgot about it.
Just as the little kid was about to bend down and pick up the broken knife at his feet, the broken knife actually took a step ahead of him and flew up on its own.
The handle of the knife faces backward and the broken blade faces forward.
Facing the knight's sword in Allen's hand that has been completely pulled out of the scabbard, the sword is three feet long and the blade is shining with cold light.
At the same time, after Broken Knife came out of the storage space of the small tower, the knight's sword in Allen's hand began to tremble violently as if he was aware of it.
In Allen's astonished gaze, the knight's sword in his hand actually pointed the tip of the sword at the broken knife.
If Allen's right hand hadn't tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, the knight's sword would have been thrown out of his hands and thrown into the arms of the enemy.
"What on earth is going on? That broken knife... seems to be inexplicably connected with the sacred weapon of my Casamonica family." Allen held the hilt of the sword tightly while speaking.
Haosheng comforted the knight's sword in his hand, which had already given birth to a little spirit.
Since he received this knight's sword with a long history from his family three years ago, this is the third time that Allen has experienced such obvious emotional fluctuations.
As for the first two times, each time it was because he had to go out for something and had to leave the territory of the Casamonica family.
At that time, Allen felt a faint sense of loss and a strong sense of reluctance from this knight's sword.
Thinking of the rumor passed down in the Casamonica family, Allen felt relieved.
But this time, the situation was obviously different. Allen clearly sensed a variety of emotions such as fear, shock, and excitement from this knight's sword.
The richness of emotions made him mistakenly believe that this knight's sword was about to advance.
At this moment, the kid's clone suddenly grasped the handle of the broken knife suspended in front of him, ignoring its violent struggle and completely ignoring the strong evil aura emanating from it.
Following the power of the sword soul in his spiritual sea of consciousness, Biao shot out an astonishing spiritual impact, completely shocking the Broken Sword Queen.
Soon, Broken Blade stopped struggling.
The little kid's clone even sensed a wave of begging for mercy and goodwill from it.
"This thing really turned into a sperm!" The kid's clone shook his head and laughed.
After pondering for a moment, in order to completely conquer this broken knife, the little kid prepared to use a carrot and stick policy, giving it both kindness and power.
"Knife, remember, I will be your master from now on."
"If you don't obey me and dare to disobey my orders, then I will completely melt you with the Purple Source Fire!"
Sensing that the broken sword began to tremble, the corners of the kid's mouth under the avatar's mask were slightly raised: "Of course, as long as you stay safe and obey my commands, I will find a way to help you recast the blade and let you return to your former self.
Glory.”
Hearing this, Duandao was overjoyed, and immediately sent out a wave of excitement that resembled the little kid's clone.
"You know the truth!" The kid's clone nodded with satisfaction.
After taking care of the broken knife, the kid's clone turned his attention to the knight's sword in Allen's hand.
"This knight's sword, like the broken sword in my hand, has obviously also opened up a little bit of the soul."
"However, the broken knife in my hand is just a useless weapon until it is repaired."
"But this knight's sword is different. It's not an exaggeration to call it a half-step psychic weapon at this time."
"I don't know what the special ability of this knight's sword is?"
"Or, only after it is truly promoted to a psychic weapon, will this knight's sword gain new abilities?"
"Before I understand the special ability of this knight's sword, it's better for me to be careful and stay the same to cope with all changes, so as not to capsize in the gutter."
Thinking like this, the little boy's clone raised his chin and said: "Master Allen, I think the knight sword in your hand seems to be quite good."
"How about this, how about you give me this knight's sword and I let you live?"
"Actually, fighting and killing is really boring, especially for a peace-loving person like me, who hates this kind of violence the most."
"How about it? Let's think about it."
"From the original ten Ruyi Divine Weapons, the requirements have been lowered repeatedly, and now all I need is a knight's sword. It's really hard to find a generous person like me, and there are really not many left."
Allen's face turned dark at that time. Peace-loving? Magnanimous?
Does this have anything to do with you?
Does your conscience really not hurt when you say these words?