However, after thinking about it, Situ Luo was relieved, the materials used for refining were already precious, and a piece of low-grade black iron was worth dozens of gold coins.

According to the records of the refining notes, many weapons that cannot be constructed at the finished level, the forger may not really have the strength to forge low-grade weapons, he is just to save costs and prevent risks.

Because, not every low-grade refiner can refine 100% of the low-grade weapons.

And if you want to refine a low-grade weapon, you need to use more than one or two materials, and the principal alone is at least a few hundred gold coins, and once the refining fails, these materials will be wasted.

Therefore, in order to prevent losses, many people usually divide a piece of black iron into countless parts, and then add some inferior materials to refine a non-grade weapon.

The audience for this kind of weapon is naturally the children of poor families like Wu Sixiu.

A weapon costs dozens of gold coins, although these people feel that the flesh hurts, but in order to be able to make more money, they have to buy it.

After thinking about this, Situ Luofei no longer dwelled on this problem.

Over there, the school flower classmate saw that Wu Sixiu actually gave his weapon to Situ Luo, and couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock: "Classmate Wu, why are you afraid of her?"

In the villa, no one paid attention to the questions of this beautiful school girl.

Wu Sixiu just stared at Situ Luo, the weapon in his hand.

Although the weapon was only worth thirty gold coins, it was just a joke to many rich people, but to him, it was his treasure.

Situ Luo suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at Wu Sixiu's nervous face, and with a flip of his wrist, a cold and shining weapon appeared in her hand, only to see her raise her hand, and the long sword slashed down with her movements.

Boom!

The sound of gold and iron rang out, and Wu Sixiu's long sword worth fifty gold coins broke in response.

The broken sword fell to the ground, and the crisp sound was like the sound of Wu Sixiu's heart tearing in half, although Wu Sixiu was ready for the long sword to be snatched away, but when he saw his beloved long sword destroyed, he couldn't help but be angry: "Luo Sha, you are too much!"

Below, Fang Kaixuan was also completely furious: "You damn bastard! Do you know how important that sword is to Si Xiu?"

"It took him two years to save money and do countless dangerous missions before he finally scraped together enough money to buy it!"

"Isn't it great that you have the money to buy good weapons?

"Uh...... Two years ......"

Situ Luo blinked, glanced at the long sword on the ground, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

Although she didn't like these two guys, she definitely didn't mean to insult people.

However, looking at Wu Sixiu's appearance that was about to explode, she knew that if she didn't do something about it, this guy was afraid that he would get out of control.

"Whoa!"

The other long sword in his hand that still had residual warmth was thrown out and landed firmly in Wu Sixiu's hand, Situ Luo said lightly: "This is what I refined myself, although it is not worth much, but it is sharper than yours and stronger than yours." ”

Wu Sixiu was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the glittering long sword in his hand, his eyes were a little dull: "You, what do you mean?"

Situ Luo rolled his eyes suddenly: "What do you mean!"

With that, she ignored the idiot-like guy and turned and went downstairs.