God of Doomsday Great Swordsman

Chapter 201 Ye Xinyu

It is said that the meeting of two people is destined by the heavens, but no one can say whether it is so or not.

Shuangyang City, Weapon Shop

Mu Hanshuang took over the long sword, which was still the same sword, narrow and long, and completely black.

"That, the first time, was a little bit worse."

Leng Ye was a little embarrassed, the sword was indeed repaired, and the material was indeed improved, but it was very different from what he imagined.

Name: Long Sword

Grade: normal

Combat Power: +22
Compared with before, it has improved a lot, but the material has not been fully utilized.

The attack power of the previous ax was 80+, and the overall combat power increased by 160+, but now after integrating the long sword, the overall combat power is only 22 points. This result is really unacceptable to Leng Ye.

"It's okay, it's fine."

Mu Hanshuang didn't mind much, anyway, it was enough for her now.

"Do you need processing and strengthening?" The owner of the weapon shop asked.

He did see the reason. Usually, the grade of a weapon requires corresponding enhancements in addition to the most basic materials.

This enhancement is commonly known as consecration in the industry, and in popular terms it is adding attributes.

Why do cold weapons rise after the end of the world?
It is because of this attribute bonus!
For example, a long sword with a combat power of 100+ may have an attack power, or sharpness, of only 80, but after strengthening, it may have a speed of 20+ or ​​a spirit of 20+.

Such attributes cannot be calculated, but users can clearly feel them.

For example, + speed, holding a long sword feels as light as a swallow, such as + spirit, holding a long sword feels refreshed.

Leng Ye is not a professional, of course he can't consecrate weapons.

"No, thank you!" Mu Hanshuang shook her head, then withdrew her long sword and walked towards the outside of the shop.

The passage of time after the end of the world is the most difficult to detect. There is no day and night for your reference, and everything can only be judged according to the body's instinct.

"Miss, here are the drawing tools you want."

As soon as he walked out of the shop, Mu Hanshuang saw the bald Liu Laosan waiting for them at the door.

Liu Laosan was holding a bunch of things in his hands, including drawing boards, drawing paper, brushes, etc. The equipment was very complete.

"Thank you!"

Mu Hanshuang took over the tool, the brush is a brush, it can't be seen what material it is made of, and the ink is also very strange, since there is a faint fragrance, there is also a trace of blood in the fragrance.

"Do you still want to go to that building?"

Leng Ye came out, and now they have almost finished all the things they should do, and they only need to get the last fruit of the underworld before they can leave.

"What is that building for?"

Mu Hanshuang is still looking at the drawing tools. She also learned to draw in school before, but her level is actually very average. She doesn't know if she can still draw what she wants now.

"It's just a guild." Leng Ye explained.

The so-called guild is actually just a name, and most of them are different forces composed of a few people, dozens of people, hundreds of people, etc.

Such forces can be called guilds, hunter teams, or gangs, sects, and so on.

The strength of these forces varies, the big ones may be city bases, and the small ones may not even have a place to live.

And the layout of Shuangyang City is actually a big force, with many small forces attached to it.

The big power is the city lord He Shuangyang, and the small power is these guild hunters.

Big forces can get the support of the state, but small forces can only be attached to these big forces.

"Guild? Do you want to take a look?" Mu Hanshuang asked.

Mu Hanshuang had been hearing about various guilds, but had never actually seen them.

"Let's go then!"

Leng Yemu and Hanshuang headed towards the guild, and Liu Laosan could only follow carefully behind.

"Give it to me first! Hold it hard, wait and see if you can cheat a space ring."

Leng Ye saw that Mu Hanshuang was still holding the painting tools, and quickly grabbed them and put them in the space ring.

Mu Hanshuang is not hypocritical, it is really not easy to walk like this.

The two followed Liu Laosan, and the three came to the gate of the palace.

Not to mention, post-apocalyptic construction projects have undergone earth-shaking changes.

This is a palace, a serious palace.

There are nine steps in front of the gate of the palace, and two swallows stand on both sides.

Although it is not said to be magnificent as a whole, it can also be regarded as magnificent.

"Snapped!"

As soon as he entered the door, Mu Hanshuang heard a crisp voice.

A woman fell right in front of the two of them.

"Ye Xinyu? Are you okay?"

This woman is none other than Ye Xinyu, Mu Hanshuang's classmate, and the welcoming lady she met at the restaurant before.

"Go away!"

Mu Hanshuang bent down to pull Ye Xinyu up, but Ye Xinyu didn't appreciate it at all. She swung her arm vigorously and opened Mu Hanshuang.

Mu Hanshuang raised her head and looked at the three men suspiciously. They looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who they were.

"Sorry, sorry, my daughter-in-law accidentally fell down and scared the two of you."

Seeing Mu Hanshuang and Mu Hanshuang, Fang Yang was almost scared to death. He hurried up to apologize, while reaching out to help Ye Xinyu up.

Mu Hanshuang didn't remember him, but he couldn't forget Mu Hanshuang.

These three people were none other than Deng Long and the other three who had been robbed of their chariot by Leng Ye on the Red Wilderness.

The three of them originally went back to the guild to see if they could find a car, but Ye Xinyu came to find it as soon as they returned to the guild, and frantically asked Fang Yang to take her out of Shuangyang City.

Of course Fang Yang disagreed when he heard it. He followed Deng Long and managed to gain a foothold in Shuangyang City. It is impossible to leave at this time.

As soon as Ye Xinyu heard Fang Yang's firm tone, she changed her request to say that she also wanted to become a warrior.

Fang Yang was even more unhappy. Becoming a warrior was very resource-intensive. A bottle of warrior potion cost tens of millions, which was not enough for him, so he refused decisively.

But Ye Xinyu didn't know why she was crazy. She was unwilling to give up, crying and fussing. When Fang Yang got upset, he slapped Ye Xinyu.

This happened just right, Mu Hanshuang and the two came in and bumped into each other.

"Your wife?"

Mu Hanshuang looked at Ye Xinyu suspiciously. Although Fang Yang didn't look very old, compared to her and Ye Xinyu, he must be at least ten years older.

"That's right, he is my husband Fang Yang, a member of the Haitian Guild and a senior management member."

At this time, Ye Xinyu stood up, took Fang Yang's arm, and introduced it with a proud face.

"Uh……"

Mu Hanshuang looked at Ye Xinyu's red eyes and the obvious red mark on his face, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

"What are you talking about! Well, do you need anything here? Just say it, and I'll send someone to do it right away."

Fang Yang gave Ye Xinyu a puzzled look, and then looked at Mu Hanshuang with a flattering expression.

Although he didn't know why Ye Xinyu knew Mu Hanshuang, but looking at the cold night beside Mu Hanshuang made his mind tense all the time.

(End of this chapter)