Douluo's first sword

Chapter 8 Thank You

"20 gold soul coins, I bought it!"

A blue shadow came lightly.

Her long water-blue hair hangs around her fragrant shoulders, her slender figure is slim and graceful, and the most surprising thing is her uncanny and beautiful face, which is as dazzling as lighting a bright lamp in the dark night.

The blue-haired girl walked gracefully in lotus steps, carrying a burst of fresh fragrance, walked lightly in front of Fang Xuan, and winked slyly at the latter, she was extremely charming!

"you……"

Fang Xuan was startled, looked at the girl who came suddenly, and said in surprise: "Who is here?!"

"Damn! You just broke up and you don't remember me?!"

The girl's eyes widened, she stomped her feet angrily, and said, "I'm Shui Bing'er!"

"Oh, so it's you!"

Fang Xuan nodded, suspiciously said: "We never started, why talk about breaking up?!"

"Uh...that was a slip of the tongue on my part."

Shui Bing'er blushed, noticing some inappropriate words.

At the same time, Shui Yue'er followed closely behind, pinching her nose, reluctantly walked into this dirty blacksmith shop, and muttered with complaints: "Wow, this place is so dirty! That Stupid prince, why are you begging for food in this kind of place?!"

"Yue'er, you don't understand this. How could such a poor place come to eat? His Royal Highness probably came to work. The world's first working prince was born..." Shui Bing'er said.

Retaliation, this is naked revenge!

Hearing Shui Binger's run on, Fang Xuan instantly understood that she was holding a grudge, annoyed that Fang Xuan had forgotten her, and wanted to retaliate verbally.

Unexpectedly, this girl looks pure, but her heart is also dark.

"20 gold soul coins, I bought this knife!"

Speaking, Shui Binger took out a gleaming purple gold card from the ring soul guide in her hand, and put it on a clean tea table: "This is 15..."

"Yue'er, lend me fifty thousand."

She turned around and stretched out her hand to Shui Yue'er behind her.

"Hey, sister, do you really want to buy that knife? We soul masters have martial souls, so why do we need that broken knife?"

Shui Yue'er tightened her pockets, she looked like a little miser, she pouted and said, "I'm not as rich and powerful as you, I only have this little money left on me."

"Stop talking nonsense, dead girl, hand over the money quickly!"

Shui Bing'er showed an unfriendly expression on her pretty face, and instantly transformed into an unreasonable robber. With both hands together, she groped around Shui Yue'er, and quickly found a gold card!

"Ah, that's the private money that someone frugally saved from the gap between his teeth!" Shui Yue'er was robbed of all her savings by her sister, her small face suddenly showed a look of grievance, and she couldn't help crying.

"Little stingy, I will pay you back in two days!"

Shui Bing'er glared at Shui Yue'er angrily, then pressed the gold card on top of the purple gold card, and looked at the old lunatic: "This is 20, please order!"

The old lunatic glanced at the two gold cards on the coffee table, nodded, and said, "The knife is yours."

"Hey! Wait a minute, this is the knife I saw first!"

Fang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, looked at Shui Bing'er warily, hugged Bai Dao tightly and refused to let go.

Shui Bing'er actually snatched her favorite knife openly and aboveboard, which is tolerable or unbearable!

Fang Xuan was sullen, and was about to reason with Shui Binger, who knew that the latter looked at him like an idiot: "I bought it for you!"

amount……

Fang Xuan's body froze, his expression gradually became serious, he stared seriously at Shui Bing'er's eyes, and said firmly, "I have no money to pay you back!"

"Who wants you to pay it back!"

Shui Bing'er gave Fang Xuan a blank look, and whispered, "This knife can be regarded as a thank you for saving me."

"It's over, it's over, we finally came to Tiandou City, we thought we could eat all over the city, now it's over, the money is gone!" Shui Yue'er wept.

Fang Xuan was very happy to get a good knife without spending a single gold soul coin, and couldn't help feeling a little fond of Shui Bing'er in his heart.

"Old madman, what's the name of this knife?" He looked curiously at the old madman in front of the stove.

"White Knife Wuying!" the old lunatic said quietly.

shadowless...

Fang Xuan caressed the blade that was as bright as snow lovingly, the Shadowless Saber seemed to be born with spirituality, the blade trembled slightly, and let out a clear knife chant.

With this good knife in his hand, his strength will undoubtedly increase greatly.

Although he is only a soul master now, with his superb sword-drawing technique, he can fight against great soul masters. Now that he has this famous sword Wuying, it is undoubtedly like a tiger with wings added.

After a rough estimate, he felt that he could compete with the [-]th-level second-ring great soul master at his limit, but he was still no match for the soul master.

When a soul master reaches level [-], he can absorb a thousand-year-old soul ring and break through to the realm of a soul master. The improvement brought about by a thousand-year soul ring is very huge, and this gap in strength cannot be easily bridged.

Soul ring...

Thinking of the soul ring, Fang Xuan couldn't help but feel a gloomy look in his eyes.

Copying the martial soul could not absorb the soul ring, and he felt somewhat regretful.

Fang Xuan calmly inserted the blade into the scabbard, and then pinned the Shadowless Knife on his waist. Because of the iron essence mixed in, this knife was twice as heavy as an ordinary iron knife, but he felt very comfortable when holding it. .

"By the way, old lunatic, the weapon I asked you to build last time, is it ready?"

He suddenly thought of something, and looked at the old madman expectantly.

At this time, under the beating of the old lunatic, the originally rough iron embryo gradually became slender and thin, and it has begun to look like a knife.

He picked up the red-hot iron knife with an iron clip, quenched it in the cold water pool next to it, and then went through a round of simple tempering. Only an ordinary iron knife was successfully cast.

During this process, the old lunatic was engrossed, without being influenced by the outside world at all.

Fang Xuan didn't bother the old lunatic, but quietly stood aside and observed. This was the first time he had seen the complete knife-making process, and he had learned a lot today.

After casting the knife, the old lunatic wiped his torn padded jacket with his big sweaty hands, walked to the cabinet on the left without saying a word, and rummaged through the cabinet.

Finally, he dug out a dark box and handed it to Fang Xuan: "This is what you want."

When the lid was opened, a black belt gradually emerged in front of the eyes.

The belt was made of ordinary leather, it didn't look special, but when Fang Xuan gently pulled the iron buckle on the belt.

An extremely thin and thin soft sword was suddenly exposed, extremely sharp, and the terrifying cold air emanating from the blade could be felt from a long distance away.

Seeing the sharp soft sword hidden in his belt, Fang Xuan couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Thank you."

"You are so young, you have a lot of ghosts..." The old lunatic glanced at Fang Xuan, and said as if pointing.

"Safety first!"

Fang Xuan calmly wrapped the black belt around his waist, and asked the old lunatic, "How much?"

"Forget it, I earned 20 today, and this belt will be given to you." The old lunatic said.

"Thank you then." Fang Xuan was not polite.

"Goodbye old lunatic, I hope next time when I come, you will not be too old to enter the coffin..."

Before leaving, Fang Xuan looked at the old lunatic's old face, said this, and left the blacksmith shop with Shui Bing'er and sisters.

The old lunatic watched Fang Xuan and the others leave, and stood there in a daze.

"Old, am I really that old?"

After a long silence, he looked at his hair, which was half white, and said sadly, "I'm not yet 40 years old..."

(End of this chapter)