The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 1843 Laughing Again and Exploding Your Head

The people below laughed unkindly.

"cough."

Someone choked a few times, and when he recovered, his face flushed, and he laughed a little bit out of breath: "There's nothing wrong with that, although what Lao Wu said is a bit exaggerated, but it's true, there's nothing wrong with it, someone did call him Nickname, Lengmian Da... Uncle, haha... Cough, look at him now, tell me, does he look like Lengmian..."

Luo Qingxie looked at the young man who was still smiling. One of them was neither an alchemist nor a weapon refiner. Judging from his clothes, he should be a talisman refiner.

"Laugh, huh..."

The head on the eaves laughed coldly a few times: "Second brother, try laughing again and see if I don't blow your head off!"

The young man had never been afraid at all, and said with a slightly provocative air, "You are so capable of beating, you are still inside the coffin, do you need me to go over and press the coffin board?"

"you!"

The head was tense, and he couldn't hold back a word.

"okay,"

Next to him, the brawny craftsman who had been studying the sword suddenly raised his head and warned: "Stop making noise, don't you see I'm busy?"

The two people who had quarreled before glanced at each other, each coughed a few times, and closed their mouths obediently.

From the conversation between the two, Luo Qingxie got a certain answer, that is, the person on the roof has no body, only a head?

No wonder he only showed his head?
Luo Qingxie was stunned suddenly, thinking of something unbelievable, he has no body, so this person can still speak normally?even alive?

normal activities?
The head on the eaves glanced at the white-clothed boy, and then looked at other places with a lack of interest. From the beginning to the end, he didn't show his parts below the neck.

Several people were very quiet, and would occasionally say a few words, but they did not disturb the work of the strong man's crafting master.

Some time passed.

The few people around had already returned to their shop.

The alchemist left the medical shop at some unknown time, and the herbs on the ground had been cleaned up.

Luo Qing was guarding the gate of the casting shop, and did not disturb the strong man's exploration.

The brawny craftsman was sometimes puzzled, sometimes surprised, and looked up at the white-clothed boy in front of him halfway, and asked, "Where did you get this sword?"

Luo Qingxie thought for a while, but did not explain further: "I got this sword by chance."

After a while, the brawny craftsman raised his head, walked over, and said slowly: "Little brother, although your sword has reached the rank of a holy weapon, it is not complete, it is just a broken part."

"Incomplete? A part?"

Luo Qingxie froze for a moment, looked at the strong man's crafting master and said, "Can I trouble you to be more specific?"

The brawny craftsman walked up to Luo Qingxie, spread his hands, and explained in detail: "Generally speaking, although the casting of this sword is almost perfect, there are still some incomplete parts of this sword. Although the power inside is undoubtedly the same as the holy artifact, it feels very strange to me."

"strangeness?"

Luo Qingxie looked at him.

The brawny craftsman nodded, and said in thought: "It's quite strange. Let me give you an example. What happens when a person loses his heart? Just like a walking dead, this sword is the same. It loses the most important part of itself, and it also loses its heart." There is no soul."

Luo Qingxie pondered over his words several times, with a trace of doubt in her eyes, she looked at the sword spread out in the strong man's hand: "But since a few months ago, I discovered that it has a sword spirit, and can understand what I'm talking about. say what."

(End of this chapter)