Yuanshin: My Light Novel Looks Cry Keqing

It's easier to use a sword than other weapons.

"Master, bring the sword."

Han Chen sat in front of the blacksmith shop, raised a long sword curiously, and frowned slightly.

Some light.

Seeing Han Chen's expression, Lao Zhang, who was holding the hammer, asked, "How is it? Do you have a sword you like?"

"Is there a heavier one-handed sword?" Han Chen raised his lips slightly, "This one is too light."

You must know that although the white sword looks frivolous, it is as high as a thousand catties. When it is swung, it has the power to destroy mountains and seas. When it is inserted into the ground, it is even enough to cause the earth to tremble.

"Heavier?" Lao Zhang looked at the young man in front of him again, seriously doubting whether he could lift the sword, "This is the treasure of our Hanfeng Iron Ware, take a look."

Lao Zhang took out a sword from the display stand at the back. It was so exaggerated that even Lao Zhang needed both hands to try his best to lift it up.

The long sword was placed on the wooden table, and even made a crack in the wooden table.

"This sword is called Zhanyan. It was forged from 81 pieces of magic crystal ore for three days and three nights. It is amazingly powerful," Lao Zhang proudly introduced the sword.

Han Chen's eyes flickered, his right hand slowly touched the hilt of the sword, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Good sword."

With a little force in his right hand, he easily picked it up with one hand, and slashed out with a sword, and there was a crisp cracking sound in the air.

Lao Zhang's eyes widened, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously, Guigui, since this sword was forged, I have never seen anyone who can control it so freely!

"It's because I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes. How dare I ask you?"

"It's just a novelist. I bought this sword. How much is it?" Han Chen said honestly. He is indeed a novelist, and his side job is Immortal Master Liyue.

"What you said, just give [-] moras." Old Zhang naturally didn't believe Han Chen's rhetoric. He guessed that this person was probably from Liyue's hidden sect, the young master Xingqiu of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce Isn't it the descendant of the ancient Hua sect?

Han Chen put the sword back into the scabbard, handed over Mo La, and returned home with the sword on his back.

One thing to say, he hasn't drawn the weapon pool yet, the weapon pool that the system is currently up is Fog Cut's Backlight and Wugong Great Sword.

Han Chen doesn't know how to play big swords at all. If he is too crooked, he will be ruined directly, so he decided to continue the stud character pool, and he doesn't know when the system will update the up characters.

I hope that the next up is a character with stronger skills, and it is best not to be a thunder type.

Chapter 35

"Han Chen, here, here!"

Paimeng waved to Han Chen with a smile, while Ying stood aside, staring at Han Chen resentfully.

This person must have gone on a date with Miss Keqing yesterday, hmph, dog man!

Han Chen walked over with the Zhanyan Long Sword on his back. The sky was just getting brighter at this time, "Good morning."

"Then let's go, the journey is still a bit far away," Ying sat on the carriage and smiled at Han Chen.

"Can you drive a carriage?"

Han Chenxu focused his eyes, and suddenly he was a little worried about his own safety. He sat beside Ying. This carriage only had two seats in the front.

Paimon stood on top of Han Chen's head and said confidently, "Don't worry, if something happens, I will get you out of danger in time!"

Han Chen silently glanced at Paimeng's little hand, thinking he should pay more attention.

He punched Han Chen vigorously, "I have a pilot's license!"

"Um, does this have anything to do with the carriage?"

"They're all vehicles!"

Ying raised the rein and pulled it lightly, and the horse pulled the carriage and began to move forward. The roads in Liyue's suburbs were also well-built, and there was almost no feeling of bumps.

"Is the secret place you said in the suburb of Mond?"

Han Chen checked the map, thinking that he hadn't been to Mond for a while, and wondered what that drunken poet was doing.

"Well, Paimon and I went there once before, and found the statue of the Seven Heavens hanging upside down there," Yingying's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, and she felt very uncomfortable there.

"And there is the smell of the Abyss Religion, I think I should be able to find clues to my brother..."

Ying sighed softly. Her brother is still missing, and she doesn't know when he will be found.

Is it empty... Han Chen frowned slightly. He had never seen His Royal Highness the Prince of the Abyssal Cult, as if he was on the dark side of the world.

After all, even Zhongli has never had any free clues.

In his memory, Ying should be able to see Kong this time, but Han Chen didn't know the next development. Before he traveled to Tivat, the plot of the original god hadn't come out there yet.

The direction of the future is also a fog for him.

The carriage moved extremely fast, and a few people had already arrived at Shimen at about eleven o'clock. Ying parked the carriage on the lawn and rubbed her stiff buttocks.

Han Chen took out the picnic kitchen utensils from the box behind the carriage, placed them on the ground, lit a bonfire, and added Liyue Mountain Spring to them.

"Han Chen, Han Chen, what are you going to do?"

Pai Meng floated beside Han Chen and asked curiously.

Han Chen pondered for a while, then took out the seasoning bottle, "It's easier to cook in the wild, just make Liyue fish stew."

"Uh, Ying, is this very simple?"

Paimeng found that there seemed to be a slight deviation in what he and Han Chen understood about "simple". Ying's eyes were a little speechless, yes, it's very simple.

"Then I'll wait to eat."

Ying sat cross-legged on the tree trunk, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and became brighter and brighter as the aroma became stronger.

Han Chen added a mysterious seasoning to it and asked, "By the way, we shouldn't be late, right?"

"No, no, eating is the most important thing," Paimon wiped away the drooling saliva, staring at the boiling snow-white fish soup in the cooking pot.

Ying nodded approvingly, holding the plate attentively.

Han Chen stirred the snow-white soup with a spoon, then turned off the fire, and filled a bowl of fish soup for Ying and Paimeng. The tender fish meat made people's index fingers move.

After eating and drinking, they got on the carriage again and set out on the road. Paimon lay on Ying's shoulder and burped contentedly.

"It's delicious. Han Chen might as well stop being a novelist and become a chef. I like you!"

Paimon grinned.

"Let's forget it," Han Chen looked at the white clouds in the sky with a fresh heart in his mouth.

"why?"

Ying asked curiously. After all, Han Chen's cooking skills were the best she had ever seen.

"Because novelists can fish, but cooks cannot."

The corners of Han Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

Ying was a little speechless, this person really likes to touch fish.

Around one o'clock in the afternoon, a few people arrived at the entrance of the secret realm, and Han Chen also saw Dyensreb wrapped in a mysterious aura.

Dyne glanced at Ying, with a subtle expression on his face, "Is this the helper you insist on bringing?"

Ying patted Han Chen on the shoulder and said with a smile, "This is Han Chen, a light novel writer from Liyue."

Han Chen nodded in embarrassment. This is the same as when people carry ak and m4 on their shoulders when they go to war. When you arrive, you will be a water gun.

Dyne's eyes were a bit complicated. Han Chen in front of him was much more mysterious than he imagined. Although this man seemed to be standing very casually, he dared to bet that as long as there was a crisis, this man would definitely be able to pull out the handle behind him in a second. A long sword with exaggerated weight.

He took a deep look at Han Chen, and said in a deep voice, "Then let's go."

"Yeah!" Ying also took out the traveling sword, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes, this time she must find the clue of her brother.

Several people entered the secret realm together, and came to the statue of the reversed seven heavens again.

"Weird, withered... an unpleasant room, I understand what you mean by a bad atmosphere," Dyin stared deeply at the statue of a god hanging upside down not far away.

Han Chen frowned slightly. The smell here made him very uncomfortable, almost comparable to the pain of seasickness.

"The environment here is still so terrifying..."

Paimon hid behind Ying, and spoke weakly.

"Be careful, don't be overwhelmed by the power of the filthy reversed statue—[Abyssal Apostle] is here," Dyin shouted lightly.

"Hehehehe, a keen sense of smell."

A tall blue figure slowly appeared behind the three of them, and the blue waves turned into water blades flowed slowly between the hands.

"You're still so annoying, Enemy of the Order, Dyensreb."

The Abyss Apostle made a deep voice, and slowly raised the water blade in his right hand.

Han Chen frowned slightly, and quietly pulled out Zhanyan, watching the situation silently, ready to beheaded at any time.

Ying also raised her traveling sword vigilantly. This abyssal apostle is an extremely difficult opponent, and it escaped from the previous battle.

The door of the abyss can almost let them out of danger at any time.

Dyne stared at the Abyss Apostle indifferently, "I'm afraid your tongue has been rotten for too long...it's time to cut it!"

"you!"

It's now!Han Chen's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and by the time Dangying realized it, Han Chen's figure had already appeared in front of the abyssal apostle.

The heavy Zhanyan was like a light rapier in Han Chen's hands, and the sharp tip pointed directly at the head of the abyssal apostle!

The violent water burst out, and more than ten sharp water blades suddenly bloomed with the abyss apostle as the center, and the terrifying cutting force instantly tore a large area of ​​the ground.

Han Chen's eyes faintly lit up like daylight, his figure jumped up like a ghost, and the slash fell from the sky!

Chapter 36 We Will Meet Again

The abyss apostle's expression changed slightly, what a quick reaction!

The man in front of him chose the most correct action in almost a second. This move was originally used to push back the enemies who were close to him.

But Han Chen directly discovered the only weak point, which was the sky above!

Zhan Yan descended from the sky, the tip of the sword flashed a white light concealedly, and chopped straight down.

The water blade violently rippled and exploded, the figure of the abyss apostle retreated violently, and the sharp water blade slashed out.

Han Chen frowned slightly. He had seen the power of the water blade before, and the terrifying cutting force was definitely not something his body could bear.

"Desolate Star!"

Yingliu's eyebrows were raised upright, and she called out the wild star to fall suddenly with a light drink.

The rock creation stood in front of Han Chen. Although the water blade was extremely sharp, it could only cut through half and dissipate.

Han Chen didn't miss the opportunity Ying created for him to attack. Using the starless star as a pedal, he leaped lightly and threw Zhan Yan violently!

This was a desperate attack. Zhan Yan was thrown like a javelin in Han Chen's hands, and the roar of tearing exploded in the air.

Ying could clearly see a wave of air burst out the moment Zhan Yan threw it, and her shocked lips hadn't closed for a long time. You told her that Han Chen was a novelist?

It's more like firing a missile than throwing a sword.

The Han Chen rock-cutting missile had been launched, and it was as fast as a shooting star. In an instant, it was approaching the head of the abyss apostle, and the violent air pressure compressed the air crazily.

The water blade between the Abyss Apostle's hands suddenly increased by several meters, and a murderous intent flashed in the light blue pupils, and he was forced to such an embarrassing level by mere human beings!

"Feel, the power of the abyss!"

The berserk water blade slashed out, but the moment it touched the chopping rock, it began to shatter inch by inch, and the water element split into fine elemental fragments.

Violent shock flashed in the pupils of the Abyss Apostle, how is this possible? !

"Abyss?" Han Chen's figure suddenly approached the Abyss Apostle, a dark lacquered night shone in the depths of his pupils, and a dagger appeared in his right hand at some point.

"Destroyed!"

Zhan Yan instantly broke through the barrier of the water blade, and rushed towards the abyss apostle.

And Han Chen himself swung his right fist, and a sharp black flash disappeared.

Dyne's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly felt an ancient power, which was extremely ancient...

Dangerous signs flashed across the mind of the Abyss Apostle, and it summoned the Abyss Shield without hesitation, and a faint water-blue barrier appeared around it.