Qing Ming

On the top of the Beast King Mountain, the sun was shining brightly. Liu Qiankun, with bare arms, was waving the long sword in his hand. He was fighting with his brother-in-law, Qionghong. Shining, the end is extremely sharp.

Qionghong had already taken off the golden armor that was so attractive. The dragon head and the pair of sharp claws were his favorite weapons. A lighthearted smile.

All the sword moves that Liu Qiankun used were taught by Qionghong, so naturally he would not want to get a little bit of cheap in front of his righteous brother, but that Qionghong was bored and just helped his righteous brother with his moves.

choke!The golden light shot violently, the shadow of the claws flew, and Qionghong's claws slammed firmly on the blade of the sword, bang!The cold iron long sword snapped at the sound, leaving only Liu Qiankun standing on the spot holding the half-cut sword.

"Brother! You are too cruel, even this last long sword was disabled for me!" Liu Qiankun picked up the half-broken sword from the ground, and complained with a heartache on his face.

You must know that since learning Qionghong's five-style sword moves, Qionghong volunteered to practice swords with him every day. Those cold iron weapons were no match for his pair of dragon claws, and he did not know how many times they were broken in the past few days , Today, even the last long sword for seeding was finally folded under the dragon's claws, how could it not make Liu Qiankun depressed.

"Hey! I can't hold back my brother's whim, please forgive me!" Qionghong said apologetically, disturbing the mane on his head.

"Eh! Boss, please, can you change your lines to something fresher? It's the Nth time that you can't hold back your old dragon claw!" Liu Qiankun was furious when he heard the old-fashioned excuses of his brother-in-law.

"What's the meaning of the N word?" Qiong Hong was often confused by the new terms in Liu Qiankun's mouth, so he could only pretend to be humble and educated.

"There are many, many, countless, understand?" Liu Qiankun explained angrily.

... Old Qionghong blushed and bowed his head in silence. It might be very difficult to find a complete good sword in the entire Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Seeing Qionghong's embarrassing expression, bowing his head and saying nothing, Liu Qiankun couldn't bear it, after all, it was well-intentioned to fight with him these days!

"Forget it, big brother, don't blame yourself too much. I still have a fire stick here, let's make do with it!" Liu Qiankun thought, holding a rusty ancient sword in his palm.

"Hey! Let's stop here for today?" Qiong Hong is no stranger to this ancient sword, thinking that Liu Qiankun brought such an ancient sword when he first came to the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts...

choke!Liu Qiankun flicked his finger on the spine of the sword, let out a clear dragon chant, and said loudly: "Brother, why bother to be hypocritical, and first try whether this blunt sword can be hit by your dragon's claw?"

In fact, Liu Qiankun didn't take this tattered sword seriously at all in his heart, but he just pretended to be generous in order to ease the dull atmosphere between the two of them.

"Do you really want to try?" Hearing what Liu Qiankun said, Qionghong's interest was actually aroused.

"En!" Liu Qiankun nodded heavily, and swung the rusty sword in his hand.

With a wave of Qionghong's left paw, a golden rainbow hit the long sword in Liu Qiankun's hand, choking!There was a pleasant metallic whine.

The ancient sword was safe and sound, even the rust on it was not scratched, but Liu Qiankun's right hand holding the sword was so sore from the shock.

"Great weapon! Brother, since you have such a magical weapon, why use those common irons!" Qionghong was obviously puzzled by Liu Qiankun's behavior of "hiding privately".

Now Liu Qiankun was even more confused, could it be that this tattered sword that can only be used as a 'sap' is really a treasure?Thinking of this, he quickly brought the ancient sword in his hand to the tip of his nose for a closer look.

On the long and narrow hilt of the sword were engraved with two small characters in ancient regular script. Luckily, Liu Qiankun burst into tears, and finally struggled to recognize these two difficult hieroglyphs 'Qingming'.

"Qingming, uh, Qingming, this damn hieroglyph makes me glaucoma!" Cursing in a low voice, Liu Qiankun tried to grab the blade with his palm, but he couldn't easily grab it with one hand, even I held it with all my strength, and I didn't even feel the slightest pain in my palm.

Yang Yang let go of his slightly numb palm, except for two sunken white marks on the palm, he didn't even scratch the oily skin at all...

"Ah! It really is a blunt sword without a sharp edge, what a coincidence!" Liu Qiankun quoted the original words from a certain martial arts novel with a wry smile.

Hearing what Liu Qiankun said about Qionghong, he was even more surprised: "With such a magical weapon in hand, does it matter whether it is sharpened or not?"

"Shen Bing? I think it's not bad for skating. Is it possible that such a blunt sword that cuts buttocks and doesn't bleed can really be used as a sap?" Liu Qiankun muttered in a low voice.

Qionghong didn't seem to have heard Liu Qiankun's words, and said to himself: "Let the inner energy go out and pour it into the sword. If this kind of magic weapon can send out the sword, it will be omnipotent to destroy gold and jade! Could it be possible? Are you stuck with a small edge?"

Liu Qiankun was overjoyed to hear Yixiong's words. He held up the Qingming sword and kissed it heavily. He held his breath and concentrated, and slowly channeled the aura that had already been liquefied in the dantian into the hilt of the sword. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden change. The Qingming sword Like a bottomless black hole, the aura poured into it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

Huh!Usually, those cold iron swords can emit a thin layer of sword as long as they introduce a little spiritual energy. How come this tattered sword is like a demanding boudoir slut, and instantly squeezed out half of the abundant spiritual energy in his dantian. The discovery surprised Liu Qiankun, and he wanted to take back the imported aura in desperation, but the aura in the dantian was like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, pouring out mightily and violently, and all of it poured into the hilt of the sword.

"Ah!" Holding the long sword in his hand, Liu Qiankun cried out in pain, his face turned pale, and the tiger's body trembled.

Qionghong was terrified, he stretched out his hand to support his younger brother's crumbling body, and said urgently: "My dear brother, how could this happen?" The expression of concern was beyond words.

"This broken sword is so evil. It sucked up the aura that my little brother has absorbed these days, and I can't even shake it off!" After speaking wryly, he raised his palm, with five fingers, but the Qingming sword was still firmly attached to it. The palm didn't even shake, and the hilt of the sword seemed to have grown in Liu Qiankun's hand.

This change made Qiong Hong puzzled, his brows were frowned, he remained silent, his long eyes fixed on the blunt sword in Liu Qiankun's palm.

"Ouch!" A sharp pain came from his palm, and Liu Qiankun couldn't help crying out. The veins on his right arm bulged and twitched violently, like crawling earthworms. He was pale, and he clearly felt that the hilt of the sword had bitten hard on his palm.

The tearing pain was quickly transmitted to the brain along the nerves, accompanied by bursts of numbness, as if a small mouth was desperately sucking the blood gushing out of his palm.

"Brother, this sword is sucking my blood!" Liu Qiankun struggled to spit out a few words. Now his whole body is soft, like a deep-fried dough stick soaked in water, and it is so difficult to move his lips.

... Rao Qionghong has lived for tens of thousands of years, and has never seen such a situation. He didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only hug Liu Qiankun tightly to his chest in a stupid way. Quite ambiguous, if Liu Qiankun still has the slightest strength, he will definitely run away, but unfortunately...

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