Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2783 The Moxie Sword Comes Out (four more)

There is a long saddlebag that has just been opened.

Inside, lay a treasured sword impressively.

This sword is not very long, Yang Ruoqing's visual estimation is only as long as her arm.

Inserted in the scabbard, from the outside, the blue scabbard looks simple and unremarkable.

It doesn't even have any patterns, it looks elegant and compact, and it's really suitable for women to use for self-defense.

However, on the hilt of the sword, there are two small flower-like characters engraved on it.

"What word is that? Is it the name of this sword?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Qi Xingyun bent down, and after carefully reading those two words, his breath became short of breath.

"Moxie!"

"This is the legendary female sword Moxie!" He cheered excitedly.

The other three people were also very excited, and they worked so hard to prove whether the legend is true or not, it really exists!

Qi Xingyun reached out to take out the Mo Xie sword, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Don't worry about it for a while, first look at the candles over there." She said.

People light wax, ghosts blow lamps, if the candles are extinguished, even if the coffin contains Shang Fang's sword, you can't touch it!

Of course, when Yang Ruoqing picked up the half bead by mistake, she forgot to look at the candlelight.

So at this moment, she herself was a little guilty, and she also looked at the candlelight out of luck.

If the candle was abnormal, she would secretly put the half bead back.

The four of them stared at the candlelight over there without blinking. After staring for a while, they found that the candlelight was very calm.

"It should be all right, let's take it out and have a look." Yang Ruoqing said.

Qi Xingyun nodded, holding the Moxie sword with both hands, and then carefully and devoutly took out the sword, and put it in front of everyone.

"Looking from the outside, you can't see too many famous halls, pull it out and take a closer look." Tuoba Ling said.

Qi Xingyun nodded again, holding the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other, and pulled it out forcefully.

"what?"

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Tuoba Ling asked.

Qi Xingyun shook his head, didn't make a sound, and exerted more strength,

"Strange, why can't this sword be pulled out?" He said.

Using force again, the sword body seemed to grow into one body with the scabbard. In the end, Qi Xingyun was sweating profusely, almost losing his demeanor, and the sword remained motionless.

"Brother Qi, let me try." Tuoba Ling said.

Qi Xingyun hesitated for a while, but still handed Mo Xie Sword into Tuoba Ling's hands.

Tuoba Ling also used all his strength to feed, but still couldn't pull it out.

"Is this sword fake? Why can't it be pulled out?" He asked puzzled.

Qi Xingyun said: "Impossible,"

His eyes fell on Luo Fengtang, "Brother Fengtang, your strength is superior to ours, why don't you give it a try?"

Luo Fengtang glanced at the sword, also a little curious.

"Okay, I'll try too."

As a result, even Luo Fengtang couldn't pull it out.

Seeing these three confused and puzzled men, Yang Ruoqing, who was watching the fun, couldn't help but giggled with her mouth covered.

"Oh, my stomach hurts from laughing so hard, three war gods, three generals, and three masters of weapons, they can't even pull out a small Moxie sword,"

"If other people find out about this, they will laugh out loud," she said.

He sighed again and said, "Hey, it seems that this precious sword is destined to be out of luck with you. It's all in front of your eyes, but you still can't chew it! What can we do!"

Hearing her teasing, Tuoba Ling was a little ashamed.

"Don't talk sarcastic words. If Mrs. Luo really has leisure time, why not try it too, and you will know our difficulties." Tuoba Ling said.

Yang Ruoqing gave Tuoba Ling a supercilious look.

"I'm too lazy to pull it out, I'm not interested in swords, I just like to make my Wujin soft whip." She said.

Qi Xingyun said: "Mrs. Luo, since you came here with us through untold hardships, why don't you take it easy and pull it out?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"I'm really not interested. This sword belongs to this queen. We've seen it. We just need to know that the legend is true." She said.

"I can't even pull the sword. Obviously, the queen doesn't want to give the sword to you. You must be self-aware. If you have disturbed the queen for so long, you should go." She said again.

Qi Xingyun looked embarrassed, and stood beside the coffin with the sword in his hand, wanting to cry.

Tuoba Ling looked even more unwilling.

Seeing this, Luo Fengtang came to Yang Ruoqing's side, and coaxed him softly: "Qing'er, you should come and have a try, you have come here anyway."

"If even you can't pull it out, then no matter how good this sword is, no matter how mysterious it is passed on, it will be nothing more than scrap iron, and it doesn't make much sense to take it out."

"Brother Qi, Brother Tuoba, do you think so?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Qi Xingyun nodded hurriedly: "Yes, if Mrs. Luo can't pull it out, we will give up and let this sword continue to sleep in the ground with the Queen."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's attitude relaxed a bit.

She fixed her eyes on the Moxie sword in Qi Xingyun's hand, tilted her head to look at it, and said: "I can pull it out, if I pull it out, then this sword will belong to me, and neither of you is allowed to follow me." Rob, can you agree?"

She said that on purpose, and she didn't intend to pull it out anyway, just teasing the two of them on purpose.

Qi Xingyun nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, as long as you can pull it out and let me see the legendary Mo Xie sword, then this sword will naturally be yours."

Tuoba Ling pursed his lips and said nothing.

But that demeanor obviously told everyone that he didn't believe that Yang Ruoqing could pull it out at all, it was nothing more than one more person to try.

To make myself more psychologically balanced, look, it's not that I can't pull it out, but that no one can pull out this sword at all.

Yang Ruoqing was not interested in paying attention to Tuoba Ling's little thoughts, she reached out to take Mo Xiejian, and looked it up in front of her eyes.

Then, with a movement of his wrist, he held the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other, and lifted it up lightly.

"Ding……"

At the same time as a subtle and crisp vibrato came into the ears, a majestic sword energy shot out.

Several stone pillars in the tomb suddenly shook, and the thick iron chains that tied the other six sarcophagi also shook, colliding with each other, making a rattling sound.

"Qing'er drew her sword?"

Luo Fengtang exclaimed.

Qi Xingyun and Tuoba Ling were also dumbfounded.

Yang Ruoqing herself was also very surprised. Immediately, she jumped down the steps and landed firmly on the ground.

He drew his sword out of its sheath and pointed it at the thick iron chain over there.

The raised hands drew a beautiful arc, and where the sword light pointed, a subtle 'crack! With a bang, the iron chain broke in two and fell to the ground.

And the blade of the sword in her hand was as thin as a cicada's wing, a ball of brilliance was flowing, like a hibiscus emerging from water, fresh and bitter.

The sword energy spread, emitting a deep light.

"Clap clap clap!"

Qi Xingyun couldn't help clapping his hands, walking towards this side, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of amazement and shock.

"Mo Xie Sword, it really is a peerless sword!" He said.

Tuoba Ling also murmured: "After seeing this sword, I suddenly feel that those in the armory are all scrap iron."

Luo Fengtang excitedly came to Yang Ruoqing's side.

"My Qing'er is so powerful. We couldn't pull out the Moxie sword, but he pulled it out with ease!"

(End of this chapter)