Madam, be merciful!

Chapter 71

"Make a deal?" Xue Jian was slightly surprised, but soon calmed down, standing motionless in mid-air, the fog covering the sword flickering.

Shao Qing was not in a hurry, and leaned against the wall leisurely, as if not worried that it would refuse.

After a while, the bloody mist around the blood sword dissipated, and a long sword appeared in front of Shao Qing. The silver-white sword was faintly glowing scarlet.

It is about four feet long, but only half a palm wide. It looks long and slender as a whole, obviously it is a sword used by a woman.

Shao Qing looked contemptuously for a moment, and said with disgust: "I never thought that the blood sword, known as the most evil sword, would be so delicate."

delicate?
The blood sword exploded immediately, the blade trembled and trembled, and after shaking for a long time, he couldn't swear a word, and finally he just choked out a sentence: "If you are not a woman, I need to develop such virtues?"

Thinking about it, I feel angry. Thinking about it, it is a spiritual weapon that the world covets, and it doesn't matter if it is not domineering or sloppy, but it has turned into such a girlish appearance, it is really a sword of anger!

After Shao Qing sneered, she ignored it, lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.Seeing this, Xue Jian was furious.This stupid woman can't be killed, but she is not good at words and can't fight back verbally, so she can only sulk on her own, she is too bullying Jian!
I don't know how long it took, Shao Qing finally raised her respectful eyes to look at the blood sword that was like a wind, and said quietly: "Girl Blood Sword, do you want to make this deal with me?"

Blood Sword: "Speechless..."

You are the girl, and your whole family are girls!
Xue Jian was so angry that he wanted to kill, but the person in front of him couldn't be beaten, he couldn't be beaten... Xue Jian hypnotized himself over and over again.It is the most evil sword master, you can't compare with narrow-minded women and lower your style, just treat it like this woman and fart, there is no need to take it to heart.

Suppressing his anger, Xue Jian gritted his teeth and asked, "What deal?"

Shao Qing smiled strangely, and his tone couldn't be more serious: "Give me three years of loyalty, and after three years, I will forge for you a sword that truly belongs to a spirit soldier."

Just after dawn, there was already a long line of people waiting to leave the city at the gate of the city.

Shao Qing was not in a hurry to queue up, and ate breakfast at a roadside stall while looking in a certain direction, with a hint of anticipation hidden in his eyes.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

When Shao Qing heard the sound, his eyes lit up, and he immediately looked around. A gorgeous and luxurious carriage was slowly approaching the gate of the city.

The people blocking the city gate immediately cleared a road automatically and consciously.Like everyone else, Shao Qing stared at the carriage passing by without blinking.

Shao Qing had already thought about it last night. After all, he was the person he had been thinking about for many years. Today, he will take another look at him, even if he sees a mask.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, the big golden bells hanging from the four corners of the carriage jingled, and the light gauze curtain was lifted up, and the familiar perfect profile came into Shao Qing's eyes.

Shao Qing's eyes widened in disbelief.

Lansheng?

Why is he in the carriage?
(End of this chapter)