The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 24 The Black Knife
Qian Wenhe said: "This Friday night, I have an appointment with Sun Yan and the others in the girls' dormitory 308 for a social activity. There are six men and six women. You can't be absent."

Sun Yan is a beauty in the music department, and Qian Wenhe is pursuing her.

Luo Xincong from behind leaned over and smiled and said, "Boss, how could we miss such a good thing? But Wei Dong has a girlfriend, will he have any influence in the past?"

Su Weidong's expression changed over there, and he threw the cigarette butt downstairs.

Mo Huasong hurriedly said, "Wei Dong and Yang Lixian broke up."

"It's good to break up. I don't think Yang Lixian is a good person." Qian Wenhe said: "Not long ago, I heard a rich man say that he was having dinner with her."

Mu En sat on the bed, and the bed made a pitiful groan. "Boss, let's use AA for the social gathering on Friday night."

In a sorority in a dormitory for boys and girls like this, boys usually pay for it, and girls are free.

Although the students only have a meal and then go to KTV to sing a song, but twelve people with six men and six women cost a lot of money, at least two to three thousand yuan.

Qian Wenhe raised his head angrily when he heard this: "Muen, do you look down on me, the boss? Isn't it just a few thousand dollars, I can still afford it."

Luo Xincong hastily echoed: "Yes, the boss is rich, we will listen to him."

You must know that even if the fellowship fee is only 3000 yuan, if the six boys share it on average, each of them will have to pay 500 yuan.

Their living expenses are only a few hundred dollars a month, and a sorority meeting will cost them a month's living expenses, which is too much for them.

However, Luo Xincong didn't want to miss this opportunity to meet beautiful women, and it would be nice to be able to get close to Qian Wenhe, a rich man.

Qian Wenhe shook his head in satisfaction when he heard Luo Xincong's compliment was very helpful. "Brothers, it's settled like this. Everyone will go out to eat and sing together on Friday night, and there must be one of them."

Everyone went back to the bed to rest. Mo Huasong walked up to Su Weidong. Just as he was about to persuade him, Su Weidong said, "Hua Song, don't persuade me. I'm fine. Boss is right. It's okay to recognize that kind of woman now." good."

Mo Huasong patted Su Weidong on the shoulder, said nothing, and went back to bed to rest.

In the middle of the night, Mo Huasong quietly got up, walked out of the balcony, and jumped downstairs.

It was already late at night, and the cool wind penetrated into the clothes, making it feel cool.

The aura here is very lacking, and Mo Huasong wants to go outside to practice.

When he arrived in the suburbs, Mo Huasong found a place where there was still a trace of aura, and sat down to practice the yin and yang art against the sky.

Fortunately, he got some blue star grass in Pangjiazhuang this time, so that he can refine the marrow washing pill and other panacea.

Mo Huasong took a handful of the panacea, closed his eyes, and the Heaven-Defying Yin-Yang Art was running rapidly in his body.

This heaven-defying yin-yang formula requires a lot of resources, and Mo Huasong has eaten so many panacea, but it is still not enough.

As the practice progressed to the back, the aura around him frantically flew towards Mo Huasong's body.The current Mo Huasong is equivalent to a powerful vacuum cleaner, and all the spiritual energy in the vicinity is absorbed by him.

The grass and trees are all withered, as if lifeless.

"Huh." Mo Huasong slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a foul breath.

The second level of Qi Refining was easily cultivated by him.

Even for genius telecasters in the cultivation world, it takes a year and a half to go from the first level of Qi Refining to the second level of Qi Refining.

But Mo Huasong rushed to the second level of Qi Refining directly relying on the panacea he had refined and his previous memories.

Yes, Blue Star Grass is Blue Star Grass, which can save me a lot of time.

At this time, a cute little beauty jumped out of the air in front of her, it was the sword spirit.

"Sword Spirit, are you out?" Mo Huasong asked involuntarily as he looked at the sword spirit whose face was full of joy.

"Enn, the master is still amazing. I thought I was going to sleep for three months, but I didn't expect to wake up so soon." Sword Spirit stuck out his pink tongue cutely at Mo Huasong.

If other men saw such a lovely beauty of Sword Spirit, they would definitely jump on it.

"Even if you wake up now, you don't have the energy to help me. You should go to sleep quickly." Mo Huasong knew that the sword spirit would only wake up for a while, and then fell asleep again.

"I miss my master, that's why I came out to see you." Jian Ling's beautiful eyes blinked. "Master, when I recover my strength next time, I will help you deal with those bad guys."

After speaking, the sword spirit disappeared into the air again.

Seeing that it was almost dawn, Mo Huasong rushed to the school.

When passing by a blacksmith shop, the door was already open, and hardworking blacksmiths were already at work.

The sound of "dang dang dang" made Mo Huasong stop his progress and enter the store.

Seeing someone watching him, the blacksmith also stopped the tools in his hand. "Young man, do you get up so early to practice?" The blacksmith was about fifty years old, with a bare upper body and muscles all over his arms.

Mo Huasong didn't answer the blacksmith, but asked, "Uncle, are you shooting a weapon?"

Mo Huasong saw that the blacksmith was wielding a knife, which was already half-finished.

The blacksmith shook his head and said, "I don't have the ability to shoot weapons. I just shoot ordinary knives."

Mo Huasong saw some black pig iron on the ground, so he asked, "Uncle, I want to use your pig iron on the ground to make a knife. I'll give you money."

"You know how to fight with a knife?" The blacksmith looked at Mo Huasong in surprise. "Young man, blacksmithing is not a joke. If you don't have a few years of craftsmanship, you will hurt yourself."

Mo Huasong didn't say any more, picked up a tool next to him, picked up some pig iron and threw it into the fire.

In his previous life, Mo Huasong was a well-known master of all-round refining, and the supreme artifact he forged could be as powerful as he wanted.

Now Mo Huasong thought that he didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he might as well use a knife. When fighting the enemy in the future, he could use the knife directly to avoid using force.

Mo Huasong was used to using weapons, and used to let the sword spirit do it all the time.Now that the sword spirit has not recovered, he has to forge a gadget first.

It's just a pity that these are just general materials, so we can only make do with it.

When the blacksmith saw that Mo Huasong was actually making a knife despite his dissuasion, he shouted anxiously: "Why don't you give me money, and I'll help you make a good knife. Although there is no Xingqige So good, but also very sharp."

But Mo Huasong didn't listen to him, and was still building his own weapons.

After a while, the blacksmith's mouth opened wide enough to fit a fist.

Because Mo Huasong was beating faster and faster, those two hands were constantly shutting back and forth like looms, making him dazzled and he couldn't see what was going on.

Oh my god, is this a knife?It's like a fast-forward shot on a video screen, ten times or a hundred times faster than ordinary people.

In fact, Mo Huasong's methods of refining weapons, how can people like blacksmiths understand them?
Not long after, Mo Huasong stopped the tools in his hand and looked at a small black knife on the iron plate with great dissatisfaction.

This knife is very small, only as long as a nail clipper, very inconspicuous.

The blacksmith looked at the knife and asked strangely, "Young man, what is this you are hitting?"

The blacksmith thought that Mo Huasong was a master blacksmith, and the knives he made must be very good.

But this dark knife, what kind of good knife can it be?It's just something for children to play with.

(End of this chapter)