Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 258 Sending charcoal in the snow, no credit

Everyone couldn't help but took a deep breath, didn't let it out for a long time, and subconsciously took a step back.

After all, this kid is too weird, it's better to stay away from him to save his life.

"Did you see it? Am I right?"

"It's really a pity. Looking at the whole of Daqin, there isn't any real famous master craftsman who can make a real magic weapon!"

"Even this ancient magical weapon is so poorly made."

Ying Zige sighed hypocritically, but his heart was already crazy with joy.

[Don't think I can't see it, the two of you are here just to trouble me.He also hypocritically took out some ice sword for me to test. 】

[Are you dumbfounded now?This weapon was broken by me directly, it depends on whether you feel distressed or not. 】

Of course he wouldn't know.

Han Long is more than distressed at the moment.

It's like the whole old heart is about to break.

This magical weapon was given to him by Han Beihai, the sect master of Hanjialing, not only for its own value, but for the commemorative significance alone.

But now.

It was broken by this kid.

Sect Master, I'm sorry for you.

The muscles at the corners of Han Long's mouth trembled, and he almost shed tears on the spot.

At this moment, Han Dong was already dumbfounded, with a strong sense of doubt on his face.

In the next second, he suddenly frowned slightly, and two cold lights burst out from his eyes.

"Young man. What a strong hand."

He sneered slightly, as if he had realized something at this moment.

"Look at my thin skin and tender flesh, I am so handsome, how could I have such a strong hand?"

"It's just that this weapon is too rubbish. What kind of magic weapon is it?"

Ying Zige rolled his eyes and was right.

"you!"

"Okay! I want to see if you can detect the problem in my dragon-slaying dagger."

Han Dong's face changed, and then he flipped his palm, and a short knife slipped into his palm in an instant.

Ying Zige's eyes lit up.

Ah!
Back in business?
If this doesn't extort him for ten or eight taels of gold, isn't it a little sorry for himself?

However, at this moment, Han Long was chrysanthemum tight, and hastily stretched out his hand to hold Han Dong's hand: "This young man is very strange. When he broke the ice sword, I clearly sensed a strong breath It flows in his palm. Maybe your dragon-slaying dagger won't be able to hold it."

Just now he was still wondering whether Ying Zige was an appraiser with high standards or a real master of concealment.

Looking back now, when the other party pinched the Frost Sword, there was indeed a constant flow of internal energy.

And those internal forces are so domineering, it doesn't seem like they come from this world.

The ice sword has been broken.

If the dragon-slaying dagger was broken again, where would Han Jialing's face go?
"That...you are right. There is no need to continue to verify him."

Han Dong froze for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Since the opponent pinched the Frost Sword with his own strength, he could pinch the Dragon Slaying Dagger with his own strength.

In order to verify the opponent's strength, let the opponent take the initiative to destroy his magic weapon, this matter looks like a paratrooper.

Immediately, he took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and put away the dragon-slaying dagger.

"It's a pity, your dagger looks like a real magic weapon."

"However, without gold, I won't help you identify it."

"Anyone else wants to identify their own weapons?"

Ying Zige stood up, smiled kindly, and glanced at those tycoons.

Those tycoons trembled all over, shaking their heads like rattles.

Subconsciously, he used his hands to protect the weapon at his waist.

Nima!

According to this kid's appraisal standard, even the real magical weapons are rubbish.

Don't take out these so-called magical weapons of everyone to make a fool of yourself.

"Since the business is done, I'll go first."

Ying Zige felt complacent, and went to clean up the gold on the table, just wrapped a big bag.

Then he hesitated for a moment, took out a small piece from it, and threw it directly at the shopkeeper.

"This piece of gold is for you. I'll take care of everyone's meals today."

"By the way, good wine and good food can be served at will...you pay for it yourself."

Ying Zige smiled mischievously, and in the bewildered eyes of everyone, his figure disappeared outside the door in a flash.

Everyone in the hall hasn't come to their senses for a long time, you look at me, I look at you, just feel how weird this matter is.

Especially those Jianghu masters whose weapons were broken.

At this moment, his expression was gloomy, as if he had eaten a fly.

I am Nima!
Everyone hadn't gone to the outskirts of Xianyang for an appointment, but the weapons in their hands disappeared.

This Nima is still going to a wool.

But if not.

It will definitely become the laughing stock of the whole world.

So, no matter what, I still have to go to the appointment.

But without weapons, it must be dangerous to go there, what should I do?
Besides, as a swordsman, as a swordsman, without a long sword and a long knife, wouldn't it be embarrassing to go there?
at this time.

The door curtain was suddenly thrown open.

"Buy weapons, buy weapons!"

"Is there anyone here who wants to buy weapons? I have a lot here."

A young man walked in quickly, carrying a big bamboo basket on his back.

I saw that the bamboo basket was full of long swords and long knives.

Everyone froze for a moment.

Charcoal in the snow?

This kid is too weird, right?

Are you sure it's not an accomplice of the so-called appraisal master who just left?
But at the moment they can't care so much.

"How much? I want to buy one!"

"I want to buy one too!"

"I want to buy two!"

"Man, everyone else bought one, why did you buy two? Could it be that you have money and nowhere to spend it?"

"What do you know?! I claim to have a double-knife turkey, so of course I have to use two!"

In an instant, the plainly dressed boy was surrounded.

Those gangsters couldn't wait to buy a handy weapon.

"and many more!"

At this moment, as soon as the boy stretched out his hand, he directly blocked the gangster who wanted to choose a weapon.

"Buy things directly without asking the price. You will suffer a lot if you do this." The young man persuaded him earnestly.

"Yes, yes, yes! Little brother, you are such a nice person. How much is it?"

Everyone was taken aback, and immediately put their hearts in their stomachs.

They had already been tricked by the so-called juvenile appraiser just now, and now they were afraid that they would be tricked again.

However, before the young man started to do business, he kindly reminded everyone that he was obviously not a profiteer.

The price of these weapons would not be too outrageous.

"Twelve taels of gold, no credit for small businesses."

"If you bargain for a discount, turn right when you go out, and you won't get away if you go far."

At this time the boy said lightly.

puff puff!

Those gangsters' eyes widened in an instant, and they almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

(End of this chapter)