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There was an eerie sound, and the whole wooden house shook as if it were about to collapse. "Words * love * first * hair

Oops

When Qin Ruo saw that something was wrong, he turned around and rushed out of the house, picked up Xiao Ruolin who was standing at the door, and flew out more than ten meters in an instant.

"Boom"

In the blink of an eye, the entire wooden house exploded, and the powerful air flow washed countless debris up to a height of dozens of meters, and the smoke and dust in the sky and the falling debris obstructed the view, and the eyes were dim.

"Ahem"

Holding Xiao Ruolin on a tree more than twenty meters away, Qin Ruo couldn't help but cough a few times.

Damn, these old men are really crazier than the other

Xu Qunshan was going to kill him as soon as they met, this Xiao Qinghong actually demolished his house excitedly, fortunately he ran fast, otherwise he would have been scratched by fragments or something, wouldn't it ruin his handsome face that everyone loves and flowers blooms

Xiao Ruolin was also speechless, and it took a long time before she muttered: "Grandpa, did grandpa get it, why did he want to demolish the house?"

"Qin Ruo, didn't you say that it was okay, why did grandpa demolish the house angrily," Xiao Ruolin said timidly.

"Ugh"

Qin Ruo was speechless for a moment, and said with a dry smile: "Maybe your grandfather thinks it's uncomfortable to live here, and wants to go back with us."

As he was talking, a hoarse voice like thunder came: "Your kid is actually an apprentice boy of an old madman, come out for me, where is your master?"

The two turned their heads to look under the tree, only to see Xiao Qinghong covered in dirt, his face was white and black, and there were a few pieces of debris hanging on his withered hair, like a down-and-out beggar running over.

His eyes shone with excitement, as if a person who had been hungry for three days suddenly saw a large pile of white steamed buns in front of him, looked at Qin Ruo on the tree and said eagerly: "Boy, tell me quickly, where is the old madman?"

Xilufeng, he stroked the broken part of the black sword with regret, feeling distressed like a dead child, and his lips trembled: "It's a pity which bastard, this black sword was broken, such a good spiritual artifact, it was actually broken, otherwise how could it be reduced to a holy product."

When Qin Ruo heard this, he immediately gasped in shock: "What, Xiao Lao, you said that this black sword is actually a spiritual product, it is really a legendary spiritual product, you are not mistaken"

Spiritual products

Only the legendary spiritual weapon appeared in front of me

Although it had been a long time since he had obtained this black sword, and he had thought that it should have an extraordinary origin, no matter what, Qin Ruo had never thought that this black sword was actually a spiritual artifact, a legendary spiritual artifact

For thousands of years, some spiritual artifacts have also been heard, but they only exist in rumors and rumors, and no one has really seen them at all. Or rather, the person who saw it was dead.

Nowadays, people can only find a trace of spiritual artifacts from the previous classics, as well as legends and great deeds about their owners. But most people just take it as a legend, how can they take it to heart

And now, when Qin Ruo actually heard Xiao Qinghong say that this black sword was a spiritual artifact, how could he not be shocked, how could he not be excited, he couldn't believe what he heard.

I only heard Xiao Qinghong's extremely regretful heartache: "It's a pity, it's not a spiritual product now, it's just a holy product, my God, if the old man who broke it by the bastard knows, even if he dies, the old man will dig him out of the grave and whip his corpse."

The last sentence was almost gritted teeth, and his face was full of resentment, Qin Ruo and Xiao Ruolin were both shocked, and they deeply felt a killing intent and madness coming from him.

It's crazy, whipping a stranger for a broken sword, is this what a dignified forging grandmaster should do?

Thinking of his purpose, Qin Ruo finally reminded him again: "Old Xiao, you black sword, see if you can reforge it and restore it to its original state."

"What"

Xiao Qinghong's eyes widened: "You actually said that you want me to reforge this black sword for you"

Seeing Qin Ruo nodded, he immediately said with an annoyed face: "Damn, bastard boy, you really think that the old man is a god, this is a spiritual artifact, a spiritual artifact."

Grabbing Qin Ruo's collar, he shouted almost like a roar: "What you said is light, you kid thinks that forging an artifact is as simple as eating, if it is so simple, why are there so few spiritual artifacts in the world, and the old man has only seen this handle so far, and it is still incomplete."

He almost couldn't breathe anymore with such force that the latter hurriedly smiled dryly: "Old Xiao, calm down."

"Grandpa, why are you excited again" Xiao Ruolin also shouted loudly on the side, angry and anxious.

For so many years, it was the first time she had seen her grandfather like this, and she couldn't figure out what kind of person her grandfather was. Kind, gentle, irritable, and cold-blooded

"If you don't calm down, Lao Tzu won't show you the black sword" After speaking, Qin Ruo pushed away Xiao Qinghong, who was grabbing his collar, snatched the black sword in his hand like lightning, and stared at him with a frown