king of black mist.

Chapter 63 Emerald Bee Sword

"Sword beak?" Li Qianxia reached out and picked up a beak, "What's the use of such a small one?"

Yang Qinglan picked up the other one, and the dark black bird's beak came into her hand. It grew bigger and longer like a seed sprouting, and it was about one meter long in the breath, turning into a sword.

The sword body is slender and dark black, only the part illuminated by the sun shines with dazzling emerald light.

"Big, big, you're so big!" Li Qianxia became excited, but then became confused again, "Why can't I do this?"

"Give it to your brother." Yang Qinglan said casually, her eyes still admiring the green sword in her hand.

Not to mention the sharpness and sturdiness, the jade-like luster alone is enough to make countless people obsessed and intoxicated. She can only show appreciation, which is enough to show her indifference and wealth.

"Give it to my brother?" Li Qianxia glanced at the bird's beak in her hand, then at Li Changzhou, and gave him the sword beak suspiciously.

She didn't look at the hummingbird's ID card, and Yang Qinglan didn't look at it either, but she guessed the possibility of male and female sword beaks from the pairs of hummingbirds.

Li Changzhou reached out to take it, and in his hand, the bird's beak grew bigger and longer as expected, turning into a sword.

It is longer than Yang Qinglan's. Her blade is 70 cm long and the handle is 12 cm long. Li Changzhou's blade is about 75 cm long and the handle is 15 cm long.

The blades are all the same, all slender;

The color is also black in the dark and emerald green in the sun.

"Why!" Li Qianxia was dissatisfied, and took the sword back, and the sword became smaller again in a blink of an eye.

"It's useless for you to take that." Yang Qinglan handed her the sword in his hand.

This time it worked, and Li Qianxia got the enlarged sword as she wished.

"Drink! Watch my celestial maiden dance sword!" She swung her rapier like a gun.

The light of the sword is emerald green like the sea, and when the sword tip touches the rock wall, it slides past like a hot knife cutting butter.

For a moment, the three of them were a little suffocated.

"...Starting today, I won't practice boxing anymore!" Li Changzhou announced immediately.

Yang Qinglan squinted over, meaning: no prospect, she thought it was funny again, this person is old and dishonest.

"There is a reason for the existence of weapons. What is a strong bull fist, what is the spiral strength of a bull's horn that has been practiced so hard? I will cut it between your index finger and middle finger with a sword, and split your entire arm in half. !"

Li Changzhou became a fanatic of weapons, and he didn't have the lofty belief of "one punch is invincible" by those masters in various works.

Li Qianxia swiped a few more swords, matching her physique and strength, and left a few holes in the rock wall.

She couldn't put it down too, but after thinking about it, she still gave Yang Qinglan the sword.

"Qinglan, use it!"

"Don't you want it?"

"I have a blood-sucking gun, and I can use my brother as a blood bank at critical moments. The sword is only sharp, and it can't compare to my little gun."

"Really?" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Yang Qinglan's mouth, she could see her reluctance, "I can do it without a weapon."

"Oh!" Li Qianxia was so annoyed, "If I use a sword, wouldn't the spear I have practiced for so long be in vain? Today I know what it means to be a woman who is afraid of marrying the wrong man. Make sure your eyes are bigger and brighter."

"cough."

"Oh, no need for my brother. I have tested him for 20 years for you. Except for being a little stubborn sometimes, everything else is fine."

"It's hard to believe what a person with the talent of twins said." Yang Qinglan took the bird's beak leisurely, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

More like a treasure than a sword.

"Qinglan, think about why I have twin talents? Isn't it because he is good? If he is cold and violent to me, will I like him? No, do you think what I said is right?"

"Well, sincere, but too subjective."

The green sword turned back into a sword beak, Yang Qinglan pulled back her hair, and inserted the sword beak into it as a hairpin.

Compared with the coldness when she had long hair and shawls, she looks elegant now, a bit like a noble young lady.

"It's so beautiful!" Li Qianxia praised, Yang Qinglan's beauty would be liked even by women.

"Do you want to give the baby a name?" Li Changzhou was still gesturing with his sword beak.

"Emerald Bee Sword, emerald green emerald green, hummingbird bee." Yang Qinglan made a final decision, not allowing him to waste any more time on it.

Putting away the Emerald Bee Sword, Li Changzhou studied the skills on the identity card.

He is interested in the three skills "High Speed ​​Movement", "Aerobatics" and "Thunder Roar", but Black Mist can only plunder the skills to the white card, and the six skill slots on the white card are already full.

No one wants to give up "focus", "control dopamine", "photo transmission", "healing", "escape", "flame waves".

"I don't know if there are players who are greedy and inhumane by nature, awakening the instinct of 'infinite skill slot'." He sighed.

"If there is, it will be a question of whether we can win the opponent." Li Qianxia is not very optimistic.

Yang Qinglan said to the troubled Li Changzhou: "Wait a minute, when the game is over, many skills can be exchanged with game currency."

"Can it be white. Is the word prostitution considered a swear word?"

"Better not to say it."

"Why should I pay for the overlord's meal? I don't want to use game currency." Li Changzhou sighed and put away his ID card.

He carries a small box with him, the size is just enough to hold an ID card (probably designed for an ID card or a traffic card), and it is fastened behind his waist like a Pokemon ball in "Pokémon". It is very firm and does not affect his actions. It can't be seen from the outside.

"What should we do next?" Li Qianxia asked.

"Observe the situation first." Yang Qinglan looked out of the cave.

As soon as her eyes fell on the smooth cliff opposite, a sudden chill hit her, her 7-point perception stings her skin, and her intuition screams wildly in her ears.

Danger!Danger!Danger!

It's a hundred times more dangerous than being attacked by a chameleon by a puddle in the desert!
A shadow fell and covered her head. In the shadow, her face, which was as white as the first snow, had a cold beauty of death.

His eyes turned blue, and his body fell back.

too late.

The speed of "repulsion" will neither be fast nor slow. Without external interference, the initial speed of a person falling under the gravity of the earth will always be 9.8 meters per second.

For the first time, she felt that she was so close to death.

I don't know what will happen to my bookstore in the end. If it closes, what will happen to the books in it?
What about Qian Xia and Li Changzhou?Hope they stay alive.

A black eagle swooped down, its claws were like iron hooks, and with a cold light, it grabbed her head like lightning.

An arm suddenly protruded, grabbed her shoulders, and grabbed her hard, taking her away from the "repulsion" passage, and at the same time letting her out of danger.

The wind blown by the sharp claws cut across the cheek like a knife, and then there was a puffing sound that penetrated the human body, and the flesh and blood splattered.

Yang Qinglan heard Li Qianxia yell in panic, and a stream of heat flowed down her shoulders.

Apart from her cheeks, her shoulders were the most painful place, and the person who hugged her used a lot of strength.

She raised her head and found that she was being held in a corner by Li Changzhou, who was covered in cold sweat.

Yang Qinglan turned her head to look, and saw that the forearm of his left hand was grasped by sharp claws and half a gap was made, as if a piece had been bitten off by an animal, forming a half-moon shape.

Drenched with blood and filled with bones.

"You" she couldn't speak.

"Brother!" Li Qianxia rushed over, crying, with tears in her eyes.

"Why are you crying, don't cry!" Li Changzhou scolded, gritted his teeth and smiled, "When I eat that beast, this injury will heal naturally!"

Yang Qinglan looked at his burning eyes, the cold sweat streaming from her temples, and after three seconds, she took a deep breath to stabilize her emotions.

The golden eagle missed a single blow, flapped its wings, and flew back to the sky, hovering above its head.

(End of this chapter)