Gou is a soldier on the border

Chapter 394
The staff members in white coats outside each held a transparent disposable cup in their hands, which contained more or less Baihua wine.

Among them is Zhao Rongruo who is carrying a wine jar and is distributing wine.

"Why is Yang Tou so generous today? Isn't he strictly forbidden to drink alcohol on weekdays?" A staff member who was receiving drinks asked strangely.

"It's all thanks to our new comrade, he has a lot of good things in his hands." Zhao Rongruo said with a smile while pouring him wine.

"What's the matter? I heard you speak ill of me when I first came out?" Yang Mian said with a smile on his face.

For a moment the whole hall fell silent.

"Yangtou." The person who spoke just now looked at Yang Mian tremblingly.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Xiao Ke, what mistake did you make again?"

"No, no, Yangtou."

"Okay, let's continue working after drinking."

"Hey? Yangtou, aren't we on the fifth floor underground? Are there many people on the other floors?" Wang Luo suddenly asked behind Yang Mian.

"more or less."

"Then..." Wang Luo took out another ten jars of Baihua wine and twenty packs of Baihua tea from the ring.

"It's all here, just treat it as a meeting gift for my colleagues, and send some to each floor."

"Okay, you are generous enough, then, Xiao Ke, I will leave the task of delivering the things to you, and I will not pursue the matter that you spoke ill of me just now."

"Yes! Yang Tou! Guaranteed to complete the task." Xiao Ke immediately stopped and saluted Yang Mian.

Then a smile appeared on his face.

"Tou Yang, you won't pursue the matter of us drinking at work, will you?"

Yang Mian made a gesture to fight.

"Stinky boy, without my permission, you dare to gather a crowd here to drink?"

There was a burst of laughter in the hall.

"Continue to work after drinking, the task is relatively heavy recently, everyone cheers."

"Yes! Head Yang!"

"Don't worry, Yangtou!"

Immediately, voices of promise came from around.

Yang Mian nodded, and continued walking with Wang Luo.

In the other direction of the elevator, the difference from the sci-fi hall just now is that there is only a big cold iron door at the other end of the elevator.

"This iron gate is made in accordance with the standards of anti-nuclear fortifications. The entire warehouse is made of alloy. The outside is made of ten-meter-thick concrete. If it is violently damaged, it will trigger a self-destruct procedure. It is as powerful as a small nuclear bomb." Almost." Yang Mian first took out a remote control, pressed it against the iron door, then took out a key from his waist, inserted it into the lock, and then entered his fingerprint into it, and finally entered it on the screen. A string of sixteen-digit passwords.

After the four procedures were completed, the door creaked open.

"The constant temperature and humidity environment is kept at 26 degrees all year round. Everything is sealed and kept. Now you can go in and have a look." Yang Mian said to Wang Luo with a smile.

Wang Luo and Li Yixiao walked in slowly.

Li Yixiao stepped into Lingyun Palace more than once, but the modern style which is completely different from Lingyun Palace still made her very curious.

There are two rows of cabinets inside, and each cabinet has one after another, large or small boxes.

Wang Luo took a look, and found that most of them were specimens of exterminated monsters and beasts, but the more you walked in, the more complicated things became.

"Ginseng? Snow lotus?" Wang Luo looked at the label on the box with interest.

Finally, he stopped in front of a long box.

A light flashed in Wang Luo's hand, and Chengying Sword and Hanguang Sword appeared in his left and right hands at the same time.

The blades of the Chengying Sword and the Hanguang Sword are both in the form of an almost virtual form, but now, the blades of the two swords are almost condensed into substance.

And the slightly trembling sword pointed at the box in front of Wang Luo.

"What is this?" Wang Luo picked up the box in front of him curiously.

"This is a sword, but we can't find how to use it, so we can only seal it here." Yang Mian said to Wang Luo.

"Can I open it?" Wang Luo asked.

"can."

Wang Luo broke the lock of the box and lifted the lid.

On the dark red velvet surface lay a sword quietly.

The moment he saw the sword, Chengying and Hanguang in Wang Luo's hands emitted intense light at the same time.

Then, Wang Luo felt his hand was empty, and the two swords turned into two beams of light, which got into the blade of the sword.

"What's the situation?" Wang Luo was stunned by this sudden change.

Chengying Hanguang's two swords are the two most powerful swords in his hands now, if they just disappear. . . .It can only be described as crying without tears.

He quickly focused on the sword in the box.

The entire body of this sword is now covered by a faint white light, and it seems that something is changing inside.

Wang Luo tried to pick up the sword, but his intuition told him that it would be better to wait.

Maybe it's not intuition, but telepathy with the two swords Chengying and Hanguang.

So Wang Luo stopped moving and watched quietly.

After about 10 minutes, the white light wrapped around the sword finally slowly disappeared.

At this time, what appeared in front of the three of them was an exquisite long sword that had never been seen before.

The first time Wang Luo saw the sword, he couldn't move his eyes away.

The body of the sword seems to exist but not to exist.

You say it doesn't exist, but the eyes tell you that the blade of this sword does exist.

You say it has it, the red velvet cloth of Sheng Jian just now, the groove that was pressed out, is slowly recovering.

Wang Luo held the hilt of the sword and carefully took it out.

A feeling of connectedness welled up in my heart, as if the sword was a part of Wang Luo's body.

It wasn't until this moment that Wang Luo was finally sure that the blade of this sword did exist, but it existed in a form that he didn't understand at all.

The shadows of Chengying and Hanguang can be vaguely seen on the sword, but most of them are in the shape of the sword just now.

On the sword body, Wang Luo intuitively felt that there were two words on it.

"night."

"practice."

Wang Luo read those two words slowly.

"Xiao Lian?" Li Yixiao didn't understand, "Is this the name of this sword?"

"Xiaolian? You said that this sword is the most famous Xiaolian sword among Zhou King's swords?"

Wang Luo nodded, looking at the sword in front of him.

"Get out." Wang Luo flicked his wrist lightly, Xiaolian sword was not put into the ring by him, but the whole sword just disappeared.

The three of them directly took the elevator to the ground. In the deepest part of the alley, there was a renovated indoor shooting range.

"Here, you can try it here."

Wang Luo directly skipped the ring of the shooting range and came to the innermost part.

He looked at the wall in front of him, which was obviously made of alloy, and a light flashed in his hand.

The wall made of alloy was directly opened with a huge hole, and the messy ground that was destroyed outside could be clearly seen.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill siren sounded.

(End of this chapter)