No. 48 Mangrove Broken Weapon Shop, Arrow looked at the pile of 'rags' in the northeast corner with a stunned face, and then looked at the drunk shopkeeper lying above, opening his mouth wide, as if asking 'Are you kidding me'. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In Arrow's mind, even if this weapon shop is extremely broken both on the outside and on the inside, since Xia Qi's intelligence says that there are good knives here, then at least there should be a decent weapon. At the very least, it has to be decorated a little better, so as not to let the famous knife be dusted. Yes, Arrow subconsciously thought that there must be no 'good things' in the pile of rags.

However, just as Arrow was about to open his mouth to 'discuss' with the old man and drunkard who was lying down with the old god, Koshiro reached out and pressed it on Arrow's shoulder, frowning, and shook his head with a solemn but firm expression.

"I can feel that there are at least three powerful sword intents in this place." Koshiro said softly.

"Really?" Airo was slightly surprised, he naturally had no doubt about Koshiro's judgment, after all, Koshiro was a master of kendo, and there would always be some inexplicable inductions between the swordsman and the sword, like sympathy.

"Koshiro, can you find it?" Arrow asked.

"Two." Koshiro replied, walked to the pile of 'rags' in the northeast corner and began to rummage, pulling out a handful of broken armor in the middle, and then pulling out a handful from the bottom of the 'pile of rags' and carefully placing it on the ground.

"Are these two really famous knives?" Olvia's face was confused, she really couldn't see anything special about these two knives, they were obviously about to rot.

"Yes or no, try it and you'll know." Arrow stretched out his hands like lightning, held the handles of the two knives, pulled out the swords, and suddenly two flashes of bright sword light came out of the world, and at the same time, there was a strong sword intent that had been sealed for decades, so that master swordsmen like Koshiro were slightly frightened.

"These two are both good knives and fifty workmen." Koshiro said firmly, making a judgment.

"Good knives." Arrow couldn't help but sigh in admiration, swinging the slash at will, and the air rippled.

"Boss, just these two, how much?" Arrow asked happily.

"Not for sale." The old drunkard boss only said these two words, saying so naturally and lightly, but he clearly expressed his meaning to Arrow.

Hearing this, the interest that Arrow had just mentioned was instantly extinguished, his brows furrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why?" ”

"The rules of the old man's shop are clearly written outside, the people are selected for the knife, these two are chosen by the little brother with the big knife, so you are not qualified to buy it." The drunkard boss said.

"What is this?" Airo pursed his lips, then suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, Koshiro will buy these two knives and take them." ”

"Not for sale." Once again, the drunkard boss flatly refused.

"Or not for sale? Why? "Arrow finally realized what kind of strange old man Xia Qi said.

"The second sentence, the knife chooses people, these two knives have nothing to do with that little brother." The drunkard boss said.

Koshiro nodded helplessly, saying that this is indeed the case, and he can still feel this, after the knife has been used for a long time, it will also produce a trace of instinct, instinctive choice.

"Count your personality, Olvia, Koshiro, don't move either of you, I have to find the third one today." Arrow was also stubborn, this small shop was so big in total, he didn't believe he couldn't find it, even if he looked at it one by one, he would admit it.

An hour, two hours, and then three hours later, even with Eero's physical strength was tired and sweaty, he had almost turned the entire shop upside down, and every knife was carefully examined to make sure that nothing was missing, but he never found a third knife.

"Young man, give up as soon as possible, you are destined to lose that knife, and you don't have to waste your efforts again." The drunkard boss scoffed.

"No, there's another place I haven't looked for." Arrow walked slowly but firmly in the direction of the drunkard boss, stood beside him, and then squatted down, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he reached out with one hand, holding one of the legs of the chaise longue, with a slight force, and suddenly sawdust flew, and a knife handle appeared in Arrow's hand.

'Brush' only saw a strange knife light flickering, glowing with a faint red light, where the blade passed, the space trembled slightly, and then immediately restrained, completely calm.

The blade is 104 centimeters long, the handle is 24 centimeters long, the outer width is 2.4 centimeters, the inner width is 1.8 centimeters, and the blade is less than a millimeter wide.

"Boss, it's okay this time." Arrow laughed.

The drunkard boss slowly poured a sip of wine into his mouth, squinted at Arrow, and said slowly: "There is still one step left, choose someone, if you want to take away this red snow, you have to pass my pass to select someone first." After that, the momentum of the drunkard boss suddenly became fierce, like a sharp knife out of the sheath, and there was no previous sense of decadence at all.

"Young man, let me see your strength and see if you have the qualifications to control this red snow." The drunkard boss's thin right hand reached into the ring, and he pulled out a knife with a blade of less than ten centimeters, and slashed at Arrow's wrist at a tricky angle.

"Exactly, I want to try it too." Arrow smiled confidently, his wrist flipped slightly, and the blade fell downward, blocking the tip of the knife.

There was a pleasant chant like a yellow bird singing, but then there was an incomparable 'storm' sweeping around, and the tattered log cabin made a clicking sound, as if it would disintegrate at any moment, and finally survived without collapsing.

After the blow, Arrow retreated half a step back, but the drunkard boss did not retreat.

"Alas, I'm old, I really can't accept old age." The drunkard boss took the knife in his hand back into his arms, turned around, lay on another recliner in the house, glanced at Arrow, and said lightly: "Let's go, young man, you can take Hongxue away, but you must remember one thing, don't let the famous knife be ashamed." ”

"Understood." Arrow nodded solemnly and promised, and then put the cash box in his hand on the table, there were nearly 20 million Berry in it, and it would definitely not be a loss to buy such a big knife.

"Take your money, choose the knife, choose the knife, choose the person, all pass, I don't take a penny, but you don't want to take back the entrance fee, this is my wine money for the next few years." The drunkard boss said solemnly.

"Heh" Arrow smiled slightly, the more he looked at the old man, the more pleasing he became, and finally he just smiled and waved his hand, and he walked out of the dilapidated weapon shop with Olvia.

The famous knife Hongxue arrived, Arrow did not leave the No. 48 mangrove directly, and instead walked to another luxury weapon shop on the side, Arrow is a righteous person, how could he only care about himself and not choose a long knife weapon for Reilly? He couldn't do that.

…… (To be continued.) )