Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 132 My God, Black Charcoal Head!

Jiang Nai took out a mirror and took a picture, and immediately let out an exaggerated exclamation.

My God, it's so dark!
If she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes, it would be unimaginable that she would be able to black out of the sky?

Jiang Nai put on the clothes that the old Taoist had prepared in advance, stood by the stream and looked left and right, covering her mouth with one hand, her eyes showing shock.

God, this is too dark!
How could her fair, pink and cute face turn into a terrifying black light? ?

Checking his black paws repeatedly, Jiang Nai resigned to his fate instantly.

What kind of middle-grade spirit treasure is this old man, I am afraid it is a fake and inferior product!
At that time, under the faint sunlight, among the gurgling streams, a 13-year-old black charcoal boy stood there in the wind for a long time.

A blackened face looms in the stream.

The facial features don't seem to be crooked, the eyes are the same as the eyebrows, and it looks a bit heroic.

The short hair is fluffy and flying, and a two-finger-wide black hairband is tied between the foreheads.

It's just... the whole body is so black, it's too angry!

She can't accept this charcoal image!

Jiang Nai ran to a tree and compared the color difference. It was too dark, several shades darker than the trunk.

Jiang Nai's hands were itchy, and he wanted to turn back to the Taoist temple and beat the old Taoist to death.

Could it be that the implementer who developed this mid-grade Lingbao headband is color blind?
The little girl jumped on the horse angrily, patted the bay red pony, and hurried towards the city.

Jiang Xiaosi, who was upset all the way, rode the little red horse to the gate of the Warriors Guild angrily.

Le Ma stood not far from the guild, watching the warriors coming and going in front of the guild, Jiang Nai felt that he seemed to be missing something.

In a blink of an eye, I looked at the stall selling weapons next to me, and suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared in my mind: it seemed that there was a lack of pretend weapons.

"Brother, how do you sell this big knife?" Jiang Nai patted his horse forward, stopped in front of a weapons stall, and asked.

The old brothers from several stalls nearby all gathered around, all holding swords and sticks, trying their best to sell their products.

"Young man, look at this knife of mine. The blade is undulating and shining with white light. It matches your body just right."

Jiang Nai glanced at the boastful elder brother, and couldn't help rolling his eyes: Isn't this just a butcher's knife?
"Brother, look at my knife." Several people gathered around Jiang Nai to grab business.

Jiang Nai waved his hand impatiently, "Oh, yes, yes, this one, this one."

She just used it as a pretense, there is no need to be so particular about it.

But the weight of this long knife more than one meter long is too light!
Jiang Nai padded the blade, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, "Brother, what material is your knife made of? It's light and has no weight at all."

"Little brother, this knife of mine is made of fine iron, and it weighs 42 catties."

Jiang Nai glanced at him with a half-smile, "Your knife, at best, weighs thirty catties." Who are you kidding?

The big knife seller rubbed the back of his head and smiled awkwardly, "Little brother, you are an expert, you can know the weight by touching it. If you really like it, I will give it to you at a cheaper price."

Jiang Nai spent ten taels of silver to buy the big knife, and she carried it behind her back, feeling a little more domineering.

I couldn't help muttering in my heart: Over 2000 years have passed, but the weapons of this Sky Continent have degraded a lot.

Back then, the long sword she made of black copper and iron weighed more than a hundred catties, and if it was blessed with the Xuanmen pattern seal, the speed and attack power would increase a lot.

(End of this chapter)