Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

Her heart is a little messed up.

Suddenly, she found that there seemed to be something under the dagger.

When I picked it up, it turned out to be a piece of paper.

She couldn't help being a little worried, what exactly did he write?

I hesitated for a while, should I open it?If some bad words...

Do not!No, he won't do that, he is such a gentle, considerate and careful person.

The note was in her hand, but she hesitated for a long time before opening it.

She was nervous and looking forward to it.

After reading the above content, the haze in her heart was swept away.

She couldn't help but burst out laughing, under the moonlight, she looked like an elf with hazy and dreamy colors.

The paper only said: You are the first person who can get the weapon made by me.

Although these two daggers are not precious things, don't throw them away casually, otherwise I will punch you—the cute little cat will cry for a long time, right?

cute……

I said he wouldn't do that!

With a smile on his face, Zhu Zhuqing looked at the paper several times, and then carefully folded it and put it away.

Looking at the two seemingly ordinary daggers, she thought in her heart: Even if they are poor, I will cherish them.

But when she picked up one of them, she let out a little gasp as soon as she took it.

This feeling of the dagger blending with the hand.

She waved it lightly a few times, and when the black dagger cut through the air, it was as smooth as a fish swimming through the water, with almost no resistance felt, and the black color of the dagger itself was the most perfect cover in the dark night.

This is a top dagger!As far as assassins are concerned, in some special cases, its role is not under the martial soul!

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the dagger carefully at the moon, it was still unremarkable.

There was an unconcealable shock in her eyes, he actually had such forging skills? !This is a work that can only be created by the top masters!

Moreover, this wonderful feeling of being integrated with the body in the hand needs to be customized according to the specific situation of the user.

How would he know?

She remembered that the last time he held her hand to heal her injury, he squeezed her little hand harder for a moment.

Zhu Zhuqing's face suddenly turned red to the point of bleeding—he actually remembered it so clearly, so he was not as indifferent as he appeared at that time?

Does he...

No, no, Zhu Zhuqing, how could you think like that, it's too embarrassing!

Blade:? ?

Zhu Zhuqing rewrapped the dagger and put it away, covered his hot cheeks and returned to the bed with small steps, then buried himself with the quilt.

It took a while to get out again, she was holding a bracelet in her hand, and she couldn't help showing a happy smile when she looked at it.

Suddenly remembered something, she took out a candy and gently peeled it off and stuffed it into her small mouth.

As for the sugar, I haven't eaten it for many years, it's so sweet.

……

In the next ten days, the days repeated monotonously.

Another morning.

In front of Guangming Cave, under the shade of trees.

A recliner.

One person, one bird.

Dao Feng looked at the little sparrow who was in a hurry and said softly: "Eat more, and we are ready to go on the road after eating."

The little guy was about to bite a fat silkworm chrysalis when he froze all of a sudden.

It seems to have heard something terrible.

"What's the matter? This is your favorite, eat more, don't be polite to me."

The little guy looked at Daofeng with difficulty.

"Choo Choo Choo?"

"Barbecue or stew? Well, it's both! The barbecue tastes very fragrant, and the stew can bring out the most original taste of food."

The little guy felt that the originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy, the silkworm chrysalis in front of him was no longer attractive, and the surrounding air was extremely oppressive.

Dao Feng's face with a faint smile is distorted and deformed, sharp teeth gradually emerge, green complexion, faint green light in his eyes, a strange smile hangs on the corner of his mouth...

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" The little sparrow looked at the blade in horror.

Don't come here!