A Day in the Pirate World

The parrot didn't make any more noise, it squinted at the researcher again, and flew over to look like a knife.

The top of the knife handle is made of a parrot's head. The beak and the knife handle meet to form an arc shape. Two eyes are dotted on it like gems. The knife handle is covered with a layer of purple, blue and green feathers. Thirty centimeters, soft and not slippery to hold.

The blade is the shape of wings after the clothes are shrunk. It is beautiful and practical. The tail feathers have become a blade with a length of one meter and three meters.

Mo Sen raised his hand and weighed it. It weighed about ten kilograms, much heavier than ordinary knives, and it fit just right in his hand.

As a good-looking party, after the parrot turned into a knife, Mo Sen fell in love with it immediately.

"Boy, I'm a male. There's something wrong with your eyes, although I know I'm outstanding."

Mawson: "..."

Well, let's pretend that I didn't say that sentence just now.

"To be honest, when it comes to being outstanding and handsome, you are not a level behind me."

Although it's a little strange to compare it with a knife, Mo Sen said that in terms of being handsome, everything else is a younger brother.

Yaodao was not convinced, it felt that a guy without beautiful feathers looked ugly no matter what.

It's a pity Mawson ignored its protests.

"So, where can I try this knife and see if it meets my requirements."

Although I can feel that this knife is far sharper than my previous [paper kite], I still have to try it before I feel at ease.

"You don't believe me, you know, my sharpness is invincible in the world."

The demon knife clamored.

"Stop bragging, if you are really invincible, why is your name not listed in the 12 works of the Supreme Knife?"

Mawson felt too narcissistic about not being able to make a knife.

It's even more exaggerated than myself.

I only dare to call myself the number one handsome man in the navy.

How dare you boast that you are number one in the world, do you want Bilian?

Yao Dao's voice suddenly dropped, and he still insisted: "That's because they haven't competed with me, otherwise I must be the best."

"Oh, I heard that Wu Laoxing has a first-generation ghost in his hand. Would you like me to take you to a competition?"

The bird's beak on Yaodao's head was tightly closed and did not move.

What are you talking about, I don't know.

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Mawson is very satisfied with the test results.

With his sword skills, after replacing with the new demon sword, his attack power has increased by more than one level.

As for a narcissistic and cheap knife.

That's not a big deal, at least not to Mo Sen. He can make this parrot monster doubt his life.

Oh, it's a suspicious knife student.

On the way back home, Yao Dao, who had turned into a parrot, stood on Mo Sen's shoulder, curious about many things he saw beside him.

"Is that a human female? It's as big as two meatballs, so ugly."

Mawson raised his hand and tapped it hard on the head.

You know what a fucking ball, of course the ball should be bigger.

Besides, what the hell are you talking about? As for letting everyone in the street hear it?

His eyes changed when he didn't see everyone coming over.

I don't want to lose face as the number one handsome man in the navy.

He doesn't know what kind of parrot this devil fruit is, but it is undoubtedly a bit too smart, and its IQ is almost the same as that of an ordinary person.

"Hey, I'm talking about stinky parrot, what's your name, is it still the [ghost] from before?"

Mawson felt that he needed to divert the parrot's attention so that it would not keep judging to the side.

"Ghost? What an ugly name. My uncle is called Yingjun now. How about this name?"

Sure enough, the parrot turned his head and proudly showed off his name.

Not bad your sister.

It's ugly, okay, and handsome, you're ashamed to call yourself handsome with a knife?

Handsome is my proper noun.

"Handsome doesn't sound good. It's better for you to be domineering and domineering. It fits your temperament. Then I will call you an old demon from now on."

Mo Sen decisively asked him to change back to his original name.

Handsome is that what you call it?

If you fight with people in the future, if someone asks you what the name of your knife is, you won’t be able to say it at all, okay?