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Ziteng seemed to be saying something, but warmth could not hear it at all. The moment Ziteng pulled out her sword, she seemed to be in another scene.

The things around me become blurred and distorted bit by bit, but they seem to become clear again. However, these warmth have now been ignored.

Her eyes were full of men with long swords. When they stood in the wind, they were handsome and energetic.

Is this man Ziteng?

It seems to be him, but it doesn't seem to be.

Clearly, the face is still that handsome face that brings disaster to the country and the people, but the clothes and temperament

A large ancient robe with a wide band around the waist, short boots and long hair!

what the fuck!

The warmth suddenly slowed down. Zi Teng, this is... This is... Has he become an ancient man?

But why, the son Teng at the moment is completely different in her eyes. Holding a long sword, he looked down on the whole earth like a king who looked down at the common people. All over the body revealed the cold and momentum that could not be approached.

"Little girl? Little girl?"

Ear, suddenly sounded a burst of urgent call, warm suddenly a shaking God.

In front of us, where are there any ancient men, and what is between heaven and earth? Clearly, it is in the villa of Zhou Hang's family, that room.

Warm and hard blinked twice. It seemed that he couldn't adapt to the sudden change. He looked at Ziteng. He had put his sword on the table, stood upright and looked at himself with a complex look.

Her eyes touched each other, but she couldn't find the moment just now. Ziteng gave her the feeling.

Everything is like a short-lived dream, so real and so unreal.

Is it an illusion?

"Little girl, you..."

Looking at the surprised expression on his warm face, Linzi couldn't help worrying.

"Warm, what's the matter with you?"

An outsider of Zhou hang found a warm anomaly, which proved that what she experienced at the moment was definitely not a dream.

What's going on?

The warm and dead frowned. The scene just now seemed to emerge clearly in front of us. She was not surprised at this. Because she entered the strange spirit office and knew that she was born with the ability to become a psychic, she wouldn't be surprised to have those strange dreams on Tanabata.

However, just at that moment, she clearly did not sleep or dream, but was very awake and crazy!

Awake, how can there be that strange feeling?

Warm efforts to breathe, drooping his head, trying to calm his mood.

by the way!

It's the sword!

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes and set his eyes on the Gan Jiang sword.

Like the scabbard, the body of the sword has mottled traces of years, but the connection between the body and the handle can still be clearly seen. The two seal characters are very clear.

Even though the words engraved on the body of the sword are not the ordinary characters commonly used now, warmth recognized those two words at a glance. Those two, she had seen on Zhou Hang's mobile phone picture before——

Good general!

"Is this really the legendary sword?"

The stories of Gan Jiang and Mo ye have always been regarded as myths and legends. After all, although there are some records in history books, there is no trace left after all. Moreover, there are more or less mysterious versions among the people.

But now, watching helplessly, warmth can't help but doubt.

"If this sword is not fake, if the records in history books are not fictitious, and if the level of appraisers is not exaggerated, then 90% is the legendary sword."

Zhou hang said faintly. Although he couldn't hear any emotion, he could still see a trace of helplessness from the bottom of his eyes.

Yeah!

Now it seems that it's really not a happy thing to get the legendary Gan Jiang sword!

Lin Zi seemed to have no special feelings for the sword. He just looked at it and focused on other places. Instead, Zi Teng kept narrowing his eyes and looked at the sword carefully.

by the way!

Warm suddenly remembered that Zi Teng seemed to like antiques very much. At the beginning, she also broke a large water tank worth 4 million in the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.

It seems to be called blue and white porcelain!

She remembered that's what Ziteng said!

However, she still has some doubts that a water tank, even if it is antique and precious, will be as expensive as 4 million?

Thinking of this, I watched Zi Teng's expression warmly and carefully for a while. I was sure I couldn't see any clues, so I simply didn't bother him.

The room was quiet, quiet, almost strange.

After a long time, Zi Teng finally finished watching and put the sword back into the scabbard, as if ready to leave.

Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from the room:

"Who let you in!"

Warm and calm, I followed my voice and saw a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties looking at them nervously. When seeing the Gan Jiang sword in Zi Teng's hand, a pair of slightly deep black eyes suddenly contracted. Then, with a big leap, he ran to Ziteng, grabbed the sword and held it carefully in his arms.

Zhou hang was embarrassed:

"Dad, they are the friends I told you to recruit to help us deal with this sword!"

When Zhou's father heard Zhou Hang's words, his face could not help easing, but his eyes seemed to be full of vigilance, and even began to look at several people in disbelief.

Seeing the warmth, he quickly said hello:

"Hello, uncle. My name is warm. I'm Zhou Hang's classmate.

This is Ziteng, this is the forest. "

"Classmate?"

Hearing the speech, Zhou's father quickly looked at Zhou hang and seemed to complain about how he brought his classmates. But after all, Zhou's father is a businessman. It was estimated that he was nervous for a while, and now he has eased his look:

"Sorry, this sword has brought me too much trouble recently, so I just overreacted."

In contrast, Zi Teng's calm attitude was seen by Zhou's father, and he couldn't help showing a touch of appreciation on his face.

"Hello, uncle. I'm the director of Guiling office. Just call me Ziteng!

Warmth is the staff of our office. To be honest, if it weren't for warmth, I'm afraid I wouldn't accept your son's entrustment. "

In a few words, Zi Teng emphasized the necessity of warmth without any trace.

For a moment, I could not help feeling warm in my heart.