Ghost Valley Remnants

Seeing that she fell to the ground and couldn't make a sound, Song Bo pulled out the ancient sword with a shake of his arms, and sat on the ground as if he had no strength, panting heavily, and the ancient sword slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. There was a "clang" sound.

I walked slowly to **, the ghost knows if he is cheating to die, it is better to be careful about this, I stretched out my right foot to touch the ** that fell on the ground, but after counting, the ** still did not move , there was not even a little movement, it was no different from death, so I immediately relieved and walked to Song Bo's side.

Seeing that Song Bo was out of breath, he seemed to be out of strength. It must have been caused by attacking the body with the ancient sword just now. It was the same as when he was fighting with the armored man before. Every time he used the ancient sword, it was like holding Like a heavy piece of iron, according to common sense, Song Bo's strength is more than twice that of mine, and when I hold the ancient sword, it is very light, but when Song Bo holds the ancient sword, it seems to be holding a big iron Blocks are generally very heavy, I am very puzzled by this situation.

I took advantage of the situation and sat down, looking at Song Bo, "He's dead."

Song Bo took a deep breath and nodded, "He must be dead. Originally, the Junjian has the effect of warding off evil spirits. It is more effective against this kind of thing than pistols. If he is not dead after a few hits, then this young man The noodle dumplings are really terrible." Just saying such a paragraph, Song Bo stopped at least a couple of times to catch his breath, and he looked exhausted.

I nodded slightly, "Then let's rest for a while."

When I said to take a rest for a while, Song Bo nodded again and again. From the looks of it, he had almost exhausted his physical strength by attacking the ** with the ancient sword before. If he does not take a rest but instead looks for a way out, Song Bo will be exhausted to death. .

I picked up the ancient sword and looked at it for a while. The ancient sword was very light in my hand and had no weight at all, but Song Bo was holding it with great effort as if holding an extremely heavy object. I was very puzzled by this. Immediately I Greet Da Zhuang next to him and let him try it.

Da Zhuang made two bah bah, and made a gesture to come forward to receive the ancient sword, but who knows that I just put the ancient sword in Da Zhuang's hand, Da Zhuang's whole body sank, watching the ancient sword about to hang down, Da Zhuang held his breath, his whole face turned red, so he didn't let the ancient sword fall to the ground.

Looking at Da Zhuang's situation, I couldn't help but feel puzzled when it took more effort to follow Song Bo. According to Da Zhuang's strength, it was about the same as mine, and sometimes even stronger than mine, but just now Da Zhuang It is very difficult to even connect the ancient sword when holding it, let alone use the ancient sword as you like, but I, who is as strong as Da Zhuang, can use the ancient sword, which makes me very puzzled.

"Damn it, what is this thing? Why is it so heavy? If I hadn't been born with supernatural powers, I'm afraid I'd be crippled by this thing, but Comrade Xiao Ke, how can you hold this thing so easily? "Da Zhuang finally couldn't hold it anymore, he let go of his hand, and the ancient sword fell to the ground with a "clang".

Listening to Da Zhuang's words, I don't know how to answer. Ever since I entered this ancient tomb, mysteries have been one after another. Before I came here, I thought that the knowledge about sand-discharging that my grandfather had instilled in me would be enough to move around in the tomb. Ziroom, but after I got down to this tomb, I realized that I couldn't move an inch here. If I hadn't had friends around me and met Song Bo who didn't know his identity, I'm afraid I would have died in this fight, let alone Said it was a fight.

Originally, my grandfather once told me that Wanshi is the most powerful of all the zongzi, but I just met in this main tomb room who turned into a green-faced zongzi, and I felt his strength and strength just after meeting me face-to-face. The dead body is almost the same, even stronger than the dead body. This alone completely overturns the knowledge I learned from my grandfather. Now I am more and more confused about the origin of the ancient sword in my hand. Although Song Bo It is said that the name of this ancient sword is Junjian, and it was a weapon in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. However, this ancient sword is very light in my hand, but it is as heavy as a thousand catties in other people's hands. I am very puzzled. less than mind.

Looking at Da Zhuang's distressed appearance, I shook my head, "I don't know, are you holding it very heavy?"

Da Zhuang gritted his teeth, "Fuck, isn't it heavy for you to hold? It looks like a fucking big iron block, and you still tell me it's heavy?" Da Zhuang looked at the paper on the ground. Gu Jian continued to say, "Hey, this is so fucking crazy. I remember when I put the box and brought it to your house. At that time, I even carried the box together. Why isn't it so heavy? Why is it not so heavy now?" So heavy? Is it possible that this thing still has flesh?"

Listening to Da Zhuang's words, I felt speechless for a while. Da Zhuang brought this ancient sword to our house in person. At that time, he also carried several bags of supplements at the same time. After going down to the tomb, they took out the ancient sword. Whether it was Song Bo or Da Zhuang, it was as laborious to hold the ancient sword as if they were carrying a heavy iron block.

Just when I was still wondering, Song Bo had already rested and stood up, "This Jun sword should be picked up according to a person's physique or other reasons. There must be a factor in your body that causes only you to be able to quickly Take this Junjian easily, but we don't have that kind of thing in our bodies." After speaking, Song Bo looked at me.