Prosperity Rebirth: The CEO's wife is about to be promoted!

Chapter 609 The Adventure of the Ancient Castle (2)

I saw a door opened in the corner of the wall, the door was covered with dust, and there were webs formed by spiders, which were being torn apart. The creaking sound resounded in everyone's ears. In front of the opened door, a low threshold was wiped by Song Xiaoxiao with a towel, revealing its original appearance in an instant.

"This threshold is actually made of jade! What is this place? Could it be that it was once so rich?" Song Xiaoxiao couldn't help being a little surprised, looking at this threshold with stars shining in her eyes, and she wanted to take it away directly.

"Girl, this threshold cannot be dug away." Dugumo smiled helplessly, he knew what Song Xiaoxiao was thinking when he saw Song Xiaoxiao's eyes, and said involuntarily.

"I'm just looking, let's go in, maybe there are other treasures." Song Xiaoxiao pouted, got up and walked in.

There was a broken sword lying on the floor in the room, it was full of rust, which made people not interested in looking at it, but Song Xiaoxiao directly picked up the broken sword and handed it to Mo Xiaoyang.

"Lamb, I gave you this broken sword, and it will be your weapon from now on."

Listening to Song Xiaoxiao's words, seeing Song Xiaoxiao's generous appearance, the corners of Mo Xiaoyang's mouth twitched, and there was really an unspeakable emotion flowing in his heart.

Although Mo Xiaoyang was disgusted in every way in his heart, he still took the rusty broken sword in Song Xiaoxiao's hand, with an unnatural expression on his face.

"Hey, girl, you have good eyesight." The old elf came over and looked at the broken sword in Mo Xiaoyang's hand, "I didn't even notice it until I looked carefully. People like to use thousand-year-old cold iron to make weapons."

The elf old man was intoxicated by memories, thinking about the past and his homeland.

"How good is this rusty broken sword?" Mo Xiaoyang seemed a little disbelieving, and asked with a frown.

"Of course, this is a sword made of cold iron for thousands of years, and it cuts like mud. Although it is rusted and broken, it is still a treasure. You will gradually understand."

Only then did Mo Xiaoyang look at the rusty broken sword in his hand with complicated eyes, and his thoughts raced.

"Young man, good luck, this girl treats you well." Elder Elf looked at Mo Xiaoyang's expression and patted him on the shoulder.

But Mo Xiaoyang was in a dark mood, he still hated the useless broken sword that the young lady gave him just now, it was still rusty, I don't know if it had been rusted for hundreds of years, such a waste.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, this trash turned into a dusty treasure, and mixed emotions rolled in Mo Xiaoyang's heart.

Mo Xiaoyang settled down, hugged Broken Sword in his arms, and then continued to look at the room, but his eyes would always pass by Song Xiaoxiao's figure intentionally or unintentionally.

At this time, Song Xiaoxiao looked at the futon on the ground. The futon was a bit dirty and old, and it was quietly placed under the desk, covered with dust. "Has anyone meditated here?"

"A hundred years ago there were always people." Dugu Mo responded.

"But after so many years, this futon has not rotted, and it looks like a good material." Although Song Xiaoxiao said so, she didn't want to take the futon away.

No matter how good the material is, it's just a cushion, Song Xiaoxiao doesn't need it at all.

"Girl, quickly pick up the futon on the ground!" Just as Song Xiaoxiao turned and walked in another direction, the eager and joyful voice of the little unicorn came from his mind.

(End of this chapter)