818 The Art of Speaking
The people in Sword Casting City didn't expect to be like this at all, and they were all dumbfounded.
His eyes widened, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"No, you lied to us, we didn't mean that at all. ”
The box that was half a person tall looked quite large, but this time it was opened, it didn't work, the man looked at the box in front of him that had not been opened, and swallowed.
This, this can't be a way to beat the spirit weapon back to its original state, right?
He knew about those spirit beasts, and he agreed to be interested in those spirit beasts, and he thought that he could open his eyes this time.
But they didn't expect that they actually beat the spirit weapon beast back to its original state, but fortunately, if it was beaten back to its original state, it was still a spirit weapon, which was handed down from ancient times.
The man took a deep breath and raised his hand to open the remaining box.
"Huh?"
Another question.
However, this time it was indeed the last box.
It's just that after opening the box, it's a little different from what he imagined.
Because the box was not a spiritual weapon, but a palm-sized piece of metal ore.
It looks like it's still bastarite.
"Where's the artifact?"
The man looked at the box beside him, the lid, and his temples jumping happily.
Before, because I thought it was a spiritual weapon, I was able to endure these and open them one by one.
But now he was told that it was not a spiritual artifact, but a small and pitiful piece of dark iron ore.
How does this make him accept.
"Isn't it in there?"
Because of his low seniority, Chongfeng stood far away and couldn't see the contents of the box at all.
But the box was taken from Yun You by himself, and he didn't pass through other people's hands on the way, so it must be a spiritual weapon inside.
"Artifact, see for yourself what's inside. ”
The man looked at Chongfeng ignorantly, and knew that he was fooled, and with a wave of his hand angrily, he threw the remaining box at Chongfeng.
"Why, how could it be? It's this box. ”
Chongfeng finally saw what was inside this time, but the result was a little unacceptable.
At this time, Chongfeng didn't care about anything else, and walked up quickly, rummaging through the pile of boxes, but there was nothing.
Heavy Wind sat on the ground, looking sluggish.
He was just trying to get something, and when he saw such a big box, he subconsciously believed it, so he didn't even look at what was inside.
It's over, it's all over.
Five million, plus the Star Luo Sword that he was supposed to be a natal spirit weapon, was exchanged for such a thing.
"Poof......
A mouthful of blood spurted out of Chongfeng's mouth, and he fainted on the spot.
But this is not the time to pay attention to whether he faints or not.
A spiritual weapon handed down from ancient times, it may even have given birth to a weapon spirit, which is obviously in the mouth, but now it is gone.
"No, I can't swallow this breath, what about Guigu, can Guigu deceive people casually?"
Someone stood up, and the duty of righteous words was unreasonable.
They felt that the spirit weapon must have been presented to the Ghost Valley by Yun You through Qu Wuyue.
Otherwise, Qu Wuyue would not have appeared so timely.
That's what they forged in Sword City, and they can't say it's gone.
"Yes, we must ask for an explanation, we didn't rob it, we spent the money, but they deducted it themselves, this is a bad anger, I can't swallow it anyway. ”
Sword Forge City has always been held by people, when has it been so angry.
So none of them have a calm breath.