Knowing this, he should have taken her out to find Xiao Ming.

Now, the ghost shadow Xiao Ming is also in deep thought, Shang Xianqin's sudden moves, he can't cope with it at all!

The sword brought by the village chief's family is indeed a good sword, and Shang Xianqin made Huo Huo angry, and he felt that he could lift up the cemetery and rebuild it!

The ghost shadow Xiao Ming couldn't withstand her attack, and suddenly regained the appearance of a four-year-old child, the size difference was too large, and Shang Xianqin, who could stab Xiao Ming with a sword, suddenly slashed off the direction.

The breakthrough of the third layer of the sky allowed her to get a steady stream of power, and the triple was enough for her to deal with the high-level monsters here!

Xiao Ming was ready to run away with oil on the soles of his feet, but Shang Xianqin didn't dare to underestimate it and hurried to catch up.

Hanjiang Sanse thought for a moment and sent her a hint.

【Private Chat】Hanjiang Tricolor: Do you need help?

【Private Chat】Shang Xianqin: Help me block him, I have to kill him tonight!

The appearance of the three colors of the cold river caught Xiao Ming off guard, tonight's night was dark, and he was masked and difficult to find in the dark night.

After all, aside from ghostly retreat, dragonthorn is one of the easiest classes to be compatible with the outside world.

Xiao Ming stroked his face and was shocked: "Hanjiang three colors!" ”

Two adults bullying a child, this scene is too cruel.

Hanjiang Sanse only responded lightly: "I heard that you are afraid of me?" ”

Few players in the game are afraid of him, because this is just a game, but NPCs are different, they are automatically programmed, and there is a fear of real players.

And Xiao Ming is afraid of him because, in the year of the Hanjiang tricolor upgrade, Xiao Ming is a follower who can't be driven away, he comes out to make trouble at any time, and has been killed by Hanjiang Sanse many times, and he has been resurrected as an immortal.

But the days of being beaten made him remember it vividly, ordinary players can't bear to do it when they see children, and Hanjiang Sanse starts to fight to the death!

"You go away! I'm going to play with my sister! Xiao Ming glanced at the three colors of the cold river with disgust, and his feet did not stop. But how fast can a child run, he was caught by Hanjiang Sanse.

Xiao Ming, who was caught, suddenly howled and cried, but with the stone that Shang Xianqin had just thrown in his throat, his Honkai skill could not be used.

Shang Xianqin stopped in front of Xiao Ming, looked left and right, and thought about how to start.

"Xiao Ming is a system character, even if you kill him, he can still be resurrected, and he will always haunt you on your upgrade path." As a person who came over, Han Jiang Sanse said seriously, "Even if you look at his head, it's useless." ”

Shang Xianqin is used to the resurrection of the dead in this game, life is not the most important thing, the people here care about fun.

But after thinking about it, it is indeed not a matter of being pestered by Xiao Ming all the time, and after hearing Hanjiang Sanse say this, he knows that he has a solution: "Then what should I do?" ”

"Soul Forge." Hanjiang Sanse said lightly, and Xiao Ming in his hand was shocked!

"I'm going to call Brother Ape, you pervert! You're a psycho! You violent maniac! You devil! Xiao Ming was so frightened that he didn't know how to scold, "You can also do such a hurtful thing as soul casting, you are simply inhuman!" ”

Human nature doesn't matter here, Shang Xianqin knows that when your enemies feel that this is a hurtful thing, it must be the right thing to do.

So he didn't ask what the soul casting was for, he just nodded: "Okay, listen to you!" ”

In the middle of the night, a black horse shuttled through the suburbs, carrying a man, a woman and a child, and ran towards Kongsang City.

On the way, Shang Xianqin took the sword and asked him, "This sword is different from when I first gave it to you." ”

"Forged." Han Jiang Sanse replied expressionlessly, "The original one-inch-thick rust, let alone killing, can't even kill chickens." ”

"We never kill people by the sharpness of weapons!" Shang Xianqin retorted.

Xiao Ming, who couldn't get out, was so frightened that his eyes were about to fall out: "You also kill people outside!" Yes! You're not going to be a murderer in the game! ”

Shang Xianqin rolled her eyes, in their rivers and lakes, if you don't kill people, you will only be killed.

"You took a wooden stick and killed Xiao Ming, let me see?" Han Jiang Sanse questioned, he was really embarrassed to say, you lost in Jing Fei's hands because of a sword?

Because the reason why he was defeated at the hands of Jing Fei was the same.

Shang Xianqin pursed his lips, the more expensive the sword, the more expensive it is to forge it, this sword is still so powerful in an incomplete state, it is enough to show its preciousness!

There is a reason why Hanjiang Sanse has never given the sword to Shang Xianqin, she doesn't know how to forge, let alone the forging principles here. Forging requires a lot of money, and the more than 1,000 gold she got from cheating and abduction can't be forged a few times at all.

"Give me back the sword." Hanjiang Sansetian said shamelessly, "I'm not ready to return it to you yet." ”

Shang Xianqin held the sword and didn't let go: "How can I fight monsters when you take the sword away?" ”

He glanced at Xiao Ming, who was tied up, and showed a meaningful smile: "Didn't I find you a more convenient weapon?" ”

Xiao Ming, who was about to be cast by the soul, suddenly struck a chill: Grandpa, come and save me!

Shang Xianqin looked at Xiao Ming, who was pale, and then at Hanjiang Sanse, who was expressionless, and always felt a hairy feeling in his heart. In fact, this Jiang Shen, who doesn't care about idle things, is not a good character in his bones.

By the time we arrived in Kongsang City, in the middle of the night, the Soul Forge's house had already been closed.

Hanjiang Sanse didn't care about this, in the end, it was just an NPC, so he knocked on the door directly and pulled the soul caster out of the bed.

He seems to be familiar with every NPC here, and it seems that every NPC is a little afraid of him.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night, you will be waiting for you to open at six o'clock in the morning tomorrow morning." The Soul Forger didn't dare to refuse too simply, and replied sleepily, "Why don't you sleep first?" ”

Hanjiang Sanse only looked at him: "Can you cast people's souls?" ”

The half-dreaming soul caster suddenly woke up in fright, and only then did he see Xiao Ming in Hanjiang's hand!

"No...... No, no, ......no," he waved his hand again and again, "I won't do this kind of thing that harms others and is not good for myself!" ”

"Oh?" Hanjiang Sanse smiled, "I don't know who forged my destruction." ”

"That's not a person!" The Soul Forger roared, "That's just the big boss of the eighteen mud plows, the brother who is different from people!" ”

"Xiao Ming is also weird." Hanjiang Sanse replied seriously, "This time it's not a weapon, it's a spirit beast." ”

The meaning of the three colors of Hanjiang is to melt Xiao Ming into the spirit beast. Each player can get a spirit beast, which is mostly used to sell cuteness, and a few times can share the attack for the owner.

"I don't have a choice, I have to do it." He didn't say a word and summoned his spirit beast Ragdoll Cat, and then threw Xiao Ming, who was tied up with five flowers, to the soul caster, "Tonight, melt Xiao Ming's soul into the spirit beast, if you don't have it tomorrow, I will dismantle here." ”

After saying that, he turned his head and left, leaving only a dark back.

Shang Xianqin waved his hand at the Soul Forger in embarrassment, and quickly followed.

"Why are you so fierce to them?" The same was true of the soul caster, and so was the administrator of the division at that time.

In fact, Hanjiang Sanse's attitude towards ordinary players is good, he will be angry because his gang is killed, he will talk to his friends about it, and even if it is just a stranger's glutinous rice cake, he is willing to take it with him, but he treats NPCs like enemies.

It's hard for him to answer this, because after all, players are real people, flesh and blood, and they are different, NPCs are created by people.

Hanjiang Sanse has a conjecture, this world is too high-tech, if human beings can advance to create a new world, is it that Jing Fei's sword is also created in the same way? Since the timeline can be disrupted, the origin of that sword is very suspicious.

In the words of these modern people, there is nothing that cannot be produced by the large number jù kuchuang zào, including human beings themselves.

Hanjiang Sanse didn't lose the duel with Jing Fei at the beginning, but because of the strange gravitational pull of Jing Fei's sword, he was brought here, of course, when he pondered these truths, he would undoubtedly have an aversion to artificial intelligence.

Naturally, he doesn't treat NPCs too kindly.

Faced with Shang Xianqin's questioning, Hanjiang Sanse only replied without being salty: "Because I am not a good person in the first place." ”

"You're pretty self-aware." Shang Xianqin spread her hands and smiled, the road was dark, there was no one around, only cicadas chirping and frogs chirping, making the surroundings even more lonely.

He has been here for two years, and Shang Xianqin has only been breaking his hands for a few days.

He wanted to ask about the current situation in the rivers and lakes, but he didn't ask after all.

Jing Fei is not dead, he hopes to meet Jing Fei again one day, let him replace the sword with the system, and then have a good competition.

Shang Xianqin suddenly threw the sword in his hand to him, obviously holding it tightly just now.

"Oh? Don't want it again? Hanjiang asked with a smile.

Shang Xianqin spread her hands: "I'm waiting for you to talk about a new weapon, what's more, the rust of this sword hasn't been completely worn off, since you have already started forging this sword, I don't need to hold it as a peerless weapon, you say, right?" ”

There are too many famous swords she has handled, and it is easy to see the real sharpness hidden under the rust, and the three colors of Hanjiang have not harmed her, and they are even helping her.

Hanjiang Sanse held this rusty sword, the moonlight was dim, and the rust on the sword could not be seen. But in the process of polishing before, he saw a few words.

"Do you know what this sword is called?" He asked.

Of course, Shang Xianqin didn't know that she had only been in her hands for a short time, and she hadn't even weighed it properly. So he shook his head blankly, waiting for him to say something surprising, such as a Zhanlu sword.

Hanjiang Sanse took the sword back: "I don't know either." ”

Shang Xianqin: "......"