Douluo's Change of Life with Sword

The blade smiled and said: "Okay, Zhu Qing doesn't want to stand, people have gone, we will continue to visit!"

"Well!" Zhu Zhu turned back.

Old Chen Song touched, not a good fortune.

"This is delicious, give me ten!"

"Front, can't eat so much ..."

The poor spirit, the round rolling belly can only be seen in the water.

Before passing a slightly dim, the blade stopped.

He smelled the decay!

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"Choo Choo Choo!"

No delicious, is bored!

The blade laughs: "If you know, you will not get up."

"~"

Take it ~

Inside the small shop, the shelves are all colors.

Some spaces are somewhat narrow.

The owner here is an old woman, she takes an antique level of old flower glasses, holding an ancient book at the counter.

And smelling the decay, the blade that is ready to come in and get rich is touched by the chinab.

Put your bracelet and take the blade to Zhu Zhuqing:

"Zhu Qing does not have to take me, go see if there is any favorite item."

Zhu Zhuqing shook his head: "I am not interested in these."

The blade is not strong: "."

"Knife brother, look at this big knife, domineering, thinking that it is not a million products!"

The sound of the old man behind the shelves behind him came.

The blade turned back and glanced at it. He could not shook his head: "Forging crafts rough, the quenching process has a serious mistake, the weight distribution is not reasonable, the Hu Qiang's pattern is not hurt, but it has greatly increased the wind resistance, but also There are many other little shortcomings in many other little ministers. It can be said that this is a waste iron. "

Old Chen's gods were confused, this domineering big knife became scrap iron in the mouth of the knife?

Detailed weight, no problem!

The old woman at the entrance is nodd, and the heart is said: "It is some insight."

Then pushed the old manoscopy to continue to study the ancient books in his hands.

The spirit stands on the shoulders of the blade, and the little eyes look at the blade.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Big bad eggs, you are so good!

The blade picked up a small bowl of cyan lotus, smiled: "You, you, look, learn more, will be more powerful than me later."

"!"

That's right!

Zhu Zhu clearly smiled, this one is too harmonious?

The little guy shouted six six six, knife and humble two sentences on the shoulders of the blade.

Lao Chen is a native bag. He has been deeply attracted to a big sword with blood. He also wants to teach the mystery contained in this sword.

The blade has a touch of light: "First, the above is not blood, it is a generous blood red pigment."

"Second, it is also the most important, don't claim this broken copper, iron is called a sword, this is a shape of a shape like a sword, but the iron or the defective iron in ordinary iron, impurities have seriously affected the hardness of toughness It can't afford one word in the sword. "

"If the sword dares to appear in front of me, I will take this scrap iron on the spot to break the blood."

Old Chen's face is red, wants to refute, this is clearly a big sword, why became scrap iron? !

But I still can't stand half a fart for a long time.

He really doesn't know the road.

Lao Chen didn't dare to find a blade to appreciate the baby.

The blade is the beginning of a concentrated appreciation.

It is naturally not interested in antiques, but he can make sure that attracts his decaying things in the store.

Not anxious, slowly.

The blade picks up a bracelet Zhu Zhuqing next to him: "Bamboo Qing, this necklace is very suitable for you."

"Front, I don't wear jewelery." Although she thinks so.

But jewelery will only affect her flexibility and even expose her whereabouts.

The blade smiled: "Nothing, this is not a precious thing, if the boss is expensive, it is very good to take it back and collect it."

In front of the counter, the old woman looked up slightly, and the folded face revealed the silk smile.

Interesting, this little young words say to her listen.

"Well!" Zhu Zhuqing, holding his chest, nodded.

In fact, it is not so important, it is important to send it.

"~"

I have to be ~

A bird is sour, the small head is smashed with a blade neck.

The blade helpless: "It's hard, you can't."