Chapter 190: A Murderous Sword

[Thank you book friend Liuguo, revenge on the little devil's reward!] Of course, there is also the support of a group of old book friends such as Leng Ao, Poppy, Xuanyuan, Nails, Li Jinbing, etc., thank you! 】

Xu Ziling hadn't seen what kind of sword was hidden in this broken sword, so he could only answer Zhao Xueqin's question vaguely.

It's always useless to just talk, but reality is the truth. He told Zhao Xueqin that the sword might have been disguised like the box, and immediately prepared to prepare the potion.

It is not very difficult to configure the potion, and after pouring out the used potion, Xu Ziling reconfigured a potion in a few clicks.

Holding the broken sword, the tip of the sword is perpendicular to the basin, soaking in the potion, and the other hand holds the brush and keeps brushing on it.

With each brush, the rust on the tip of the sword fell down layer by layer, and the potion quickly turned pitch black. Brushing again and again, the tip of the sword soon revealed a trace of cold light.

Yang Ruolan's eyes were staring motionlessly, and when she saw a hint of strangeness at the tip of the sword, she immediately shouted: "Ziling, look, there is really something in it." ”

Zhao Xueqin was yelled at by her daughter, and she also found something unusual, the previous box was picked up and leaked, and at this time, this sword looked like this, and there was something else inside, so she was shocked again.

She also wanted to know what kind of sword Lu Dao was in, so she stared at the movements in Xu Ziling's hand like Yang Ruolan.

Xu Ziling stepped up the movements in his hand and brushed the tip of the sword a few more times, and soon the entire tip of the sword revealed its original appearance.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was exposed, Xu Ziling lifted the sword and held it horizontally in front of his eyes for the two to see.

The tip of the sword, which was about ten centimeters long, showed its original appearance, and it looked cold and shining, and it was extremely sharp.

Zhao Xueqin and Yang Ruolan saw Xu Ziling pick up the sword, and immediately approached to take a closer look, but they didn't expect that as soon as they got closer, they felt that the tip of the sword exuded a cold invisible aura, which made both of them shiver at the same time.

"What kind of ghost sword is this?" Yang Ruolan immediately took a step back and shouted in a lost voice.

Although Zhao Xueqin didn't speak, she also retreated, and looking at the expression on her face, it was estimated that she felt the same way as Yang Ruolan.

Seeing the movements of the two of them, Xu Ziling was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

"As soon as I got close to this sword, I felt a strange feeling, I thought...... I can't tell, but it makes people feel a little scared and a little cold. Yang Ruolan's face suddenly turned a little white, as if she was frightened, but she couldn't say the specific feeling

After Yang Ruolan finished speaking, Zhao Xueqin also nodded, "It's a bit weird, you only have this feeling when you get closer, and there is no longer when you are far away." ”

Both of them said so, and Xu Ziling knew what Lu Dao was doing, but he didn't feel anything about holding the sword.

It was true that the sword had always been in his hand, but he was holding the hilt, and after the tip of the sword was exposed, his body was not within a meter of the tip of the sword at all, and of course he didn't feel anything strange about the tip of the sword.

He really wondered what was wrong with this sword, which could make Zhao Xueqin and Yang Ruolan look like this, so he took the sword and brought the tip of the sword closer to him, and when he was a few dozen centimeters away, he finally realized the feeling that Yang Ruolan said.

"It's murderous." As soon as his body approached the tip of the sword, an invisible aura pressed in, making Xu Ziling feel a burst of coldness, and as soon as he touched it, he knew that this was a murderous aura.

Because he has also killed people, as long as he has killed people, he always has this breath on his body, so he is very familiar with this, but the murderous aura on this sword, even he can clearly feel it, he can imagine that this sword must have killed a lot of people.

"Such a sword, if not used by generals on the battlefield, is used by famous swordsmen in ancient times. Because the murderous aura on this is very heavy, it should have killed a lot of people. Ordinary people like you can't resist this kind of breath. Xu Ziling explained what made Yang Ruolan feel weird about this sword.

"Oh, I see." After listening to Xu Ziling's explanation, Yang Ruolan understood, "No wonder I feel scared as soon as I get close." ”

"And what kind of sword is this? Ziling, do you know the road? Zhao Xueqin knew that the Dao Sword only had a murderous aura in itself, not something unpleasant, so she was relieved. But she cared about what kind of sword this sword was, she was not familiar with weapons herself, and she couldn't get close at all, so she had to ask Xu Ziling if she knew this sword.

Xu Ziling heard Zhao Xueqin ask her this, he smiled bitterly and replied, "Aunt Zhao, I don't have the ability to recognize it." But the sword body that doesn't have a famous sword usually has a name on it, so let's take a look when I get rid of all the things on it. ”

"Well, you're right, famous swords all have names. Then you hurry up and see which famous sword in ancient times it is. Zhao Xueqin actually didn't expect Xu Ziling to recognize it now, she asked this just by the way, hearing Xu Ziling answer her like this, she agreed with him.

Seeing that Zhao Xueqin also urged him to hurry up, he had no choice but to continue to pick up the brush and brush it on the sword one by one.

I have seen the tip of the sword, and with this tip, I can be sure that this sword is definitely a good sword. Yang Ruolan and Zhao Xueqin became even more interested, and immediately forgot the feeling that the tip of the sword gave them before, and continued to stare at Xu Ziling's movements together.

The sword body, the hilt, and as Xu Ziling kept brushing the potion on it, they were revealed one by one. Half an hour later, a sword that looked like a brand new finally appeared in Xu Ziling's hand.

The whole sword is about one meter and two meters long, six centimeters wide, the thickest part of the sword spine is about 7 or 8 millimeters, and the hilt of the sword is about 20 centimeters.

The weight is also much lighter than before, about 5 or 6 pounds, and Xu Ziling feels very moderate in his hand.

"Let's see if there's a name." Seeing Xu Ziling holding the sword and looking at it, but he didn't look to see if there was a sword name on the sword, Zhao Xueqin couldn't help but be a little anxious, so she said to him.

Seeing the whole picture of the sword, although there was a general description of the lion before, Xu Ziling was still shocked. Throwing the matter of seeing if there is a name on the sword body to the clouds, he also came to his senses when he heard Zhao Xueqin's voice.

"Okay, I'll see right away." Seeing that he had forgotten the most important thing, Xu Ziling smiled at Zhao Xueqin embarrassedly and immediately agreed to what she said.