Chapter 325 Disabled and Gloomy Eighth Prince (61)

Li Jinhuan casually picked up a sword on the table and looked at it carefully, then said calmly: "It's just some scrap metal, how dare you say it's the best?"

Indeed, the weapons placed on the table are nothing more than ordinary swords made of iron, and the castings are not refined, so they are not top-quality at all.

The peddler saw that she could see the value of the weapons on the table at a glance, so he praised: "Miss is really an expert. Since I met an expert, the little one took out his own treasure to show the lady."

As he spoke, he took out a long mahogany box from the big wooden box behind him and put it on the table.

"This was made by a famous blacksmith in the early years using rare metals like stainless steel, meteorite, and vampire stones. The blacksmith passed away shortly after it was made. After that, the sword was stolen by a thief and resold. It was given to a businessman, and not long after that, I heard that the businessman died of being sucked out of blood, and all the blood in his body seemed to be drained."

"Afterwards, the sword fell into the hands of several different people. Those people all met the same fate as that businessman. None of them escaped. That's when it fell into my hands."

"This sword is extremely sharp, and it can suck human blood. It is rumored that only those approved by it can use it." The peddler opened his sleeve to reveal his skinny arm, "I'll tell you the truth, sir. I am also deeply poisoned by this sword, and I should die soon."

Li Jinhuan frowned, no wonder this person was so thin: "Then you won't throw it away?"

"I can't throw it away." The peddler smiled wryly, "As long as the sword cuts his fingers and sucks his own blood, no matter how far you throw the sword, he will come back inexplicably, unless he dies."

"Is it really so evil?" Li Jinhuan didn't believe it.

She came to the ancient world and not the world of cultivating immortals. How could there be such an unreasonable setting.

But after thinking about it, it is not impossible that the data chaos caused by the turbulent flow of time and space is possible.

The peddler saw that she didn't seem to believe it, so he opened the mahogany box to reveal that the scabbard inside was black, with skulls carved on it and outlined with red lines, which looked very intrusive.

Li Jinhuan was about to reach out to pick up the sword, but Xingxiu stopped him: "Miss, no, it's too dangerous."

Let's not talk about whether what the peddler said is true or not. If it is true, a person who is accidentally cut by it will be drained of blood and die.

How could she let the shopkeeper take this risk.

"Miss, I'll do it." Xingxu said and reached for the sword. It didn't matter if she was cut. As long as the revenge was over, she didn't care whether she lived or died.

Li Jinhuan gently pressed her hand: "Don't worry, I won't die."

After finishing speaking, she didn't give her a chance to react anymore, picked up the sword, pulled it out of the scabbard, and a sword glowing with silver light appeared in front of their eyes.

When the peddler saw the sword unsheathed, he took a few steps back in fright, as if he had seen something terrible.

Li Jinhuan immediately felt the chill and evil spirit emanating from the sword.

It seems that the world is really in chaos. This is obviously an ancient spiritual weapon with spiritual consciousness.

In any case, it can only be owned by a world of cultivating immortals. It should have fallen into this world unintentionally because of being involved in the turbulence of time and space.

The blacksmith was probably the first person to pick up the sword. He thought it was a peerless sword but ended up being drained of its essence and blood and died.

This stuff must be recycled.

(End of this chapter)

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