In this way, within a few hours, Ye Qiu's body should be completely recovered, but the fatigue of the whole body should not be so easy to eliminate.

After Fang Wuxian confirmed that Ye Qiu was fine, his face began to distort. In order to hide her expression, she leaned her forehead on Ye Qiu's shoulder.

Ye Qiu heard the sound of footsteps and raised his head to take a look, and saw that Clay Ke seemed to say something with some scruples.

After a long while, he said to Ye Qiu:

The remnants of the army have recovered, but Kobaz and the other two guys have died......"

"What the hell is this? Kobaz, that bastard thing...... What's the use of people dying ......"

After Clark spat out the words, he shook his head and sighed deeply. Then he opened his mouth and asked Ye Qiu as if he wanted to change his mood:

"By the way, what weapon did you just use?"

“…… Don't you say okay?"

"Of course not, I've never seen a weapon like this!"

Ye Qiu only realized at this time that everyone in the room, except for Fang Wuxian, was silent waiting for Ye Qiu to speak.

“…… It's an artifact. It's called the Xuantian Cold Ice Sword. ”

"Oooh...... The exclamations were heard from among the remnants of the army, as well as Clarke's companions.

Weapons of all kinds are generally made by collecting materials and then finding someone to build them, or paying to buy them at the weapon shop.

A very interested expression appeared on Clark's face, and he immediately asked anxiously:

"Where did you get this sword?"

"You can tell you yes, but that place is gone!"

"And do you know where it is?"

"Then I don't know. ”

Facing Ye Qiu, who was shaking his head, the sword envoy also replied in a low voice, "That's what I said." ”

Although there are many artifacts in the world, there are many kinds of artifacts, and ordinary artifacts can be manufactured if there are drawings and materials, and Clark's broadsword is an artifact made by finding someone to use materials.

And most of those drawings are left by predecessors, and it is said that the previous human technology was much more powerful than now, but I thought that the war, human society was destroyed, and only a small part of the technology remained.

In this way, weapons made using the technology of pre-humans are called artifacts because the technology content is so advanced. But this kind of artifact that has already been made is very rare.

According to Ye Qiu's knowledge, there are currently more than ten of them, and Ye Qiu's Xuantian Cold Ice Sword has always been considered a legend by everyone, because many documents have written that the Xuantian Cold Ice Sword is the strongest weapon in the world.

So far, Ye Qiu's success in disarming the Xuantian Cold Ice Sword has not been known by many people, but from today onwards, the matter of having the strongest weapon should spread all over the streets. After all, it has been used in front of so many people, so it is impossible to hide it anymore.

"It's really, it's so out-of-this, Ye Qiu. There's such a powerful weapon that hides it from me. ”

In the face of Clark's complaints, Ye Qiu could only shrug his shoulders and answer.

What Ye Qiu said was not false at all. Ye Qiu was called by a stranger to save the world at that time, and told himself that he would first find the Xuantian Cold Ice Sword, and reminded himself step by step to meet the black panther.

Even after obtaining the Xuantian Cold Ice Sword, Ye Qiu would choose a place with no people when he practiced with the Xuantian Cold Ice Sword. After almost completely understanding the moves of the Xuantian Cold Ice Sword, he would only use the Xuantian Cold Ice Sword in very urgent situations. In addition to using this skill as a magic weapon to save his life in times of crisis, Ye Qiu really didn't like to be eye-catching because of this skill.

Ye Qiu scratched his fingertips around his ears and continued to whisper:

“…… If people knew that I had such a rare weapon, they would not only be questioned all the time...... It's going to get a lot of trouble, so ......"

Clark nodded deeply.

"Not for a big-hearted person like me, but it's true that there are a lot of guys with small noses and eyes. Plus ......"

At this point, he closed his mouth, but looked at Fang Wuxian, who was hugging his body tightly, with a look that seemed to mean something, and then smiled at himself.

"Hmm...... You should also make the next hard work part of your practice, and work hard, young man. ”

"Less nonsense......"

After Clark bent down and patted Ye Qiu's shoulder, he turned around and walked towards the survivors after the battle.

"Can you go back to the headquarters by yourself?"

One of them, who looked to be only about a teenager, nodded and replied:

"Yes. That...... That one...... Thank you very much. 」

"He should be the one you want to thank. ”

Clark pointed in the direction of Ye Qiu with his thumb. The players of the army staggered to their feet, bowed deeply to Ye Qiu and Fang Wuxian who were sitting on the ground, and left the room.

After the men left, Clark crossed his hands on his hips as if he was ready for the next step.

"We are going to go directly to the king and tell him about it, are you coming? You are the great hero of the day, do you want to tell him personally?"

"No, I'll leave it to you. I'm all like this, so let's take a break!"

"That's right. Then when you go back, be careful on the road......"

Clark nodded and greeted his companion. The six of them then walked together to a door deep in the room. There should be a staircase leading to the upper level on the other side of the door. The sword envoy stopped in front of the door, turned around slightly and said to Ye Qiu:

"That...... Ye Qiu. When you rushed in to help the army group......"

“…… How?"

"Me...... How to put it, I'm really happy to see you like this. That's all I have to say, goodbye. ”

I really don't know what he's talking about. Clark stretched out his right thumb to Ye Qiu, who was puzzled, and then opened the door and disappeared with his companions at the other end of the door.

Only Ye Qiu and Fang Wuxian were left in the spacious room. The blue flames that erupted from the floor had fallen silent at some point, and the demonic aura that had swept through the room had vanished like a deception. The surroundings were filled with the same soft light as the cloister, except for the traces of the deathmatch on the floor.

Ye Qiu said to Fang Wuxian, whose head was still resting on his shoulder:

"Hey...... Immortal ......"

“…… I'm so scared...... Thinking to myself...... What will I do if you die......"

There was a weakness in her trembling voice that had never been heard before.

"You're embarrassed to say that you rushed in first. ”

(End of chapter)