"Ahem......" Just as this place would be immersed in this state all the time, the beggar unconsciously let out a light cough. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He casually picked up a small spoon that had already been placed on the ground, and at the same time, his other hand reached directly into the worn cloth pocket, and took out something from it. Completely different from the imagined situation, it is not a firewood, but a seemingly quaint wooden sword.

After a brief glance at the wooden sword, he placed it directly in front of his eyes. And it was at this moment that he put the spoon into the pot, and then took out a spoonful of molten iron from it.

However, this is not the main thing.

What was really surprising was that he actually moved the spoon directly above the tip of the wooden sword. Almost instantly, the molten iron in the spoon slowly fell on the tip of the sword.

It was hard to imagine that even though the molten iron that looked like silver thread had already landed on the tip of the wooden sword, it had not even slid down the slightest. Or rather, this silver wire happened to get into the wooden sword.

Time seemed to start to change extremely fast at this moment, a second, twenty seconds,...... Two minutes, before you know it, are two minutes away. And it was at this moment that the molten iron in the spoon had been completely poured out.

Zi!

When all this was done, the beggar finally stopped doing this, and threw the empty spoon on the ground very casually. For a moment, a mist finally came out of this snowfield.

However, the beggar did not have the slightest affection for appreciating the mist. At this moment, he focused almost all his eyes on this seemingly extremely ordinary wooden sword, and for some reason, his seemingly extremely dirty face was still hung with a strong expectation.

Click!

Suddenly, an extremely crisp voice came inexplicably. To people's surprise, the source of the sound turned out to be this wooden sword. If you look closely, then you will see that the wooden sword, which was still intact, has now turned into two pieces.

However, this is not the main thing.

But what really caught the eye was another thing in the field of vision, which turned out to be a silver sword. When the original wooden sword was reduced to two pieces, it suddenly flashed out. At this moment, he was sandwiched between these two pieces of wood.

But even if there were wood chips blocking it at all times, there were still wisps of dazzling light flashing from it one after another. Even if its essence is just a spoonful of molten iron, in this moment, he is more like a priceless treasure.

It may be that the light coming from the sword is too dazzling, and the beggar unconsciously turns his head slowly, as if dodging. However, at this moment, he uttered an inexplicable sentence: "Why? haven't you seen enough?"

If any outsider had stayed here, he would have regarded the beggar as a psychopath. After all, this is the only kind of person who will vent his unbelievable words and emotions at any given moment.

"Haha......" However, contrary to the imaginary situation, at this moment, such a wild laugh really came from mid-air.

In this way, the mystery of the beggar rose to its peak at this moment. Just by virtue of this ability, his identity is no longer a beggar, but more like a reclusive master.

Almost at the same moment that this wild laughter came out, a red shadow suddenly flashed, and it didn't take a few steps to walk directly in front of the beggar, "I have really seen a lot of knowledge today! I am honored to tell you that you dare to sit and talk with me...... You're the first!"

It was a man in red, and it was difficult to see his true face because he was wearing a red mask. To a slight surprise, his hair turned out to be red. It is not difficult to see that he is completely a "red man".

"Oh?" the beggar looked expressionless, but tilted his head slightly. After a pause, he asked slowly, "I don't know which way your Excellency is a god?"

"Venerable God?haha......" For some reason, the man in red actually looked up to the sky and laughed wildly at this moment. His eyes flashed red, and his voice began to become extremely cold, "I think I should be very serious to tell you that when you know who I am, you will already be a cold corpse!"

"Really?" the beggar tilted his head slightly, as if surprised.

"Humph!" Finally, the man in red revealed his true face. With a flick of his palm, a red pistol flashed out, "You give me death!"

Bang! Bang!

Without any hesitation, the man in red pressed the trigger directly. There didn't seem to be any surprises, and three gunshots rang out in quick succession. If nothing else, the beggar will surely die.

However, the accident really didn't seem to happen. Almost instantly, the beggar stumbled and collapsed to the ground. Just a casual glance at him, you can see his unusually stiff and frightened expression.

"Hmph! It's really beyond my strength!" Seeing this scene, the man in red's eyes unconsciously revealed a deep contempt. However, he focused most of his eyes on the silver sword hanging from the other party's hand. However, he directly sneered in the next moment: "Alas...... At such an age, why are you still playing with children's things?"

seems to think of his childhood, and there are even more memories in his eyes. It's just that, no matter how you look at it, you will find that this wisp of reminiscence is too rich. In addition, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to grab it directly.

There didn't seem to be any accidents during the whole process, and his palm made contact with the silver sword with ease. It was not difficult to imagine that he would have grasped this silver sword in his hands, even if it was just a mundane object that could be discarded by himself at any time.

However, accidents still arise after all.

Whew!Whew!

Suddenly, the silver sword flashed on its own. In other words, at this moment, it turned from a dead thing into a living thing, and it could swim freely in mid-air. However, its eerie resurrection has brought a nightmare of death to others.

Poof!

When an extremely ordinary silver light flashed from the wrist of the man in red, the palm of the hand suddenly fell off from the arm, and with it, clumps of blood mist erupted one after another.

"Huh?" The man in red was extremely surprised by such a scene. But, in the next moment, his entire eyes revealed a never-ending horror, "You...... Ah......h

Perhaps he had too much experience in dealing with life-and-death crises, so he subconsciously raised his other palm directly and was about to press the trigger on the pistol. What made people laugh and cry was that he actually aimed his gun at this seemingly extremely strange silver short sword at this moment.