Long Yi coughed lightly, waking up the black-clothed man who was completely attracted to the side.

"Can you fix it?" the man in black kept his voice slurred, as if he was still intoxicated by the sword, even though he was awakened.

"My rules, you know. Ryuichi didn't answer the man in black's question directly, but glanced at the man in black.

Peng!

The man in black didn't speak, he waved his palm slightly, and the dark purple magic seemed to open some kind of seal, and a puff of smoke suddenly rose on the ground of the secret room.

The smoke cleared.

Three spell spirits with chains all over their bodies appeared on the ground, and although they couldn't move because they were bound by chains, their powerful magic power was undisguised.

It was three first-level spell spirits.

"Three first-level spell spirits, this is our sincerity!" said the man in black in a calm tone, as if he didn't care at all about these three powerful first-level spell spirits.

Long Yi rubbed his chin.

I didn't expect this group of guys to really have the means to capture first-level spell spirits.

"Ok, the tinkering process, I don't like to be watched. "

"No, this sword is extremely noble! You must repair it under my supervision, that's the rule!" the man in black refused Ryuichi's request without thinking about it.

And Long Yi smiled slightly after hearing the other party's words.

"Rules, do things with me, what I say, that's—" Long Yi's voice paused slightly.

"Rules !!".

When the words fell, a terrifying killing intent erupted on the man in black, and the killing intent stared at Long Yi unabashedly, and Long Yi really still looked at the long sword indifferently, without even looking at the man in black.

"You're looking for death!!".

"Heh~ If it weren't for the three first-level spell spirits, you would already be a dead man!".

"Do you want to try it!!".

The dark purple mana outlines the arcane lines, forming behind the man in black.

Long Yi didn't speak, but the pendant on his chest appeared with a very terrifying cold light.

"Nine ghosts!Listen to him!".

Just as the momentum of the two was-for-tat, a young man's voice echoed in the room.

"Humph!".

The black-clothed man's face was blue and white for a while, but he still snorted lightly and restrained his spell.

walked towards the door without looking back, and when he was about to go out, he turned his head, looked at Long Yi, and said in a gloomy tone.

"You'd better fix it well, otherwise... Hehe!" he sneered and walked out the door.

And Long Yi's gaze also became indifferent, it was an indifference that the killing intent was compressed to the limit.

Anyone who dares to threaten his existence already has a way to die.

The best way to solve problems is to deal with the people who will create them.

In his heart, the man in black had been pronounced death by him.

"What's the name of this sword? "

Long Yi gathered his mind and asked softly.

He knew that the person who had spoken earlier was still staring at the secret room.

"Are you sure you want to know? Some things, a little confused, are better. "

The boy's voice sounded faintly.

"Name. "

Long Yi indifferently spit out two words, and then stopped talking.

Half an hour later, the boy's voice sounded in the room again.

"This sword is called the Grass Pheasant Sword!".

"Got it. "

Ryuichi was not shocked in the slightest by the fame of this thunderous divine sword.

"Five minutes, come in and accept, now, stand down!!".

"You!!" the young man's voice was a little angry, and he never dared to speak to him like that.

"I hope you can fix it well!!".

Weng~

P-oo

The next moment the young man's voice disappeared, countless dark blue appeared, instantly filling the entire room, and the qi that was originally connected to the secret room was all twisted.

"Connection, broken!!" the fox-faced boy stood up from the mountain of human heads, with a deep shock in his eyes.

It took decades of hard work, the secret room created by countless members of the organization, and the qi machine that was deeply connected to the high-level of the entire organization, was actually cut off by a sixteen-year-old ghost!

!

"Zen Yuan Ryuichi!!Who the hell are you!!The Zen Yuan family will never let your monster out!!" The fox-faced boy roared, not daring to leave the door of the secret room for a moment.

Everything inside is covered up and there is no glimpse of it.

And when he was extremely nervous.

Long Yi in the secret room unceremoniously opened the crystal cabinet, and the grass pheasant sword, which they regarded as an artifact, was held in his hand like a toy.

A few sword flowers were thrown out casually.

"It's too light, it's not smooth. "

Long Yi sat on top of the crystal cabinet and stroked the blade of the Grass Pheasant Sword.

The whole sword looks like there is no problem from the outside of the United States, the sword body is smooth and the blade is sharp, but Long Yi, who has mastered the magic of the weapon, knows it at the first glance when he sees this weapon again.

The soul of this sword is shattered!

That is, the curse inside the grass pheasant sword, torn apart by some force.

This trauma may be irreversible to others.

But repairing this scar is just a matter of convenience for him, and it's not even a trouble, it's not worth mentioning.

I saw a blue light appear on his hand caressing the sword body, with a mysterious aura, and the blue light invaded the sword body.

Click~

The Grass Pheasant Sword let out a violent tremble, as if something was being born, and a thick curse continued to emerge on the Grass Pheasant Sword, and the aura that was so thick that it was almost substantial was like a huge wave that drowned everything.

In an instant, the entire secret room was filled.

The three first-level spell spirits that were tied up on the ground, and their bodies that were constantly struggling began to tremble wildly, as if they were afraid of something.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like