After a pause, Song Zihao continued: "But no matter what, I won't give up, since there is no snow drinking knife in the Longmen Grottoes, it must be in several other grottoes, the reason why I haven't found it is only because it has not been discovered by the player, the next target is the Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes...... "There is no doubt that this is a very serious guy Once he has identified the goal, he will never give up easily, Snow Drinking Knife, that is Song Zihao's goal, no matter how heavy the price is, Song Zihao will not give up this goal, he must get the snow drinking knife in his hands.

After saying his wish, Song Zihao smiled, looked at Zhou Bo and asked, "What about you, what are you going to do next?" ”

"What to do? Let's go back to my hometown...... Maybe stay in Dali City for a while......" After thinking for a while, Zhou Bo said: "But I'm not sure, if there is any big movement on the Huashan faction's side, I will definitely not miss it...... Hehe, I don't know how powerful this weapon can be after it is formed. ”

The two masters were a little emotional, and fighting side by side twice had already produced something like friendship between the two...... That's right, it's supposed to be friendship.

Zhou Bo because of his personality and the things he carries, Zhou Bo does not have a few friends, every friend, Zhou Bo is quite cherished, Song Zihao is actually the same, although Song Zihao is in the soul world, his status is prominent, but there are few real confidant friends. Actually, in some ways, these are two very similar, even somewhat surprisingly similar guys.

This kind of person rarely has friends, but any friend is an absolute heart-to-heart friend, a lifelong friend.

They may not need anything vigorous to make friends, even if it is only for a short period of time.

"You killed Mingjiao's white eyebrows...... It would be fine if you really killed him, but that guy with white eyebrows is under your persecution. actually chose to commit suicide...... That seems to be a vigorous thing for players in the soul realm, and they would rather commit suicide and be reborn and suffer a great loss than be sucked dry of their internal strength by you...... Now you can be regarded as the enemy of Mingjiao, plus Wudang, Huashan, black and white, you are almost an enemy everywhere, you kid will not have a good time in the future...... Otherwise. You follow me to Lingnan, our Song family is in the Lingnan area, and it can be regarded as a monopoly, even if it is Wudang Shaolin, he is not afraid of ......" I don't know how long Lu Dao has passed, after chatting for a while, Song Zihao suddenly said.

That's right, the Lingnan Heavenly Sword Song family can be said to be a well-known family in the rivers and lakes, and Song lacks the reputation of the Heavenly Knife. It's not vain, it's a reputation that has been built by relying on its own strength, as for Song Quan. He is also one of the well-known super masters in Gu Long's pen. If Zhou Bo really arrived in Lingnan, let alone Wudang, even if Wudang Mingjiao joined forces, he might not dare to go to Lingnan to make trouble.

The strength of the Song family. It's much stronger than Duan's.

But Zhou Bo smiled and rejected Song Zihao's proposal: "Brother Song, people are in the rivers and lakes." I can't help myself, how did your strength grow? ”

"Fight all the way and get it!" After pondering for a while, Song Zihao replied, this answer also made Song Zihao understand the reason why Zhou Bo refused his invitation.

That's right, if you want to save your life and protect the people around you, you have to fight, and you can't stop fighting. If you don't have enough strength, then you don't have anything, and strength is not something that you can improve by staying at home and cultivating, only the most miserable fights, the most dangerous battles, and the experience of dying can stimulate your own potential and make your strength grow more rapidly.

Zhou Bo understands this truth, and Song Zihao also understands it, so Zhou Bo will not choose that comfortable path, since he has chosen this path, there is no possibility of repentance.

For the masters in the soul realm, resting is almost a luxury, and there is rarely a leisurely rest, so even if it is resting, it will not last too long, just when Zhou Bo and Song Zihao were chatting, Yang Tianxing also woke up, as for that Yi Yun, maybe even in his sleep he was thinking about Zhou Bo's weapon.

It can be said that although this weapon is said to be Zhou Bo's, Yi Yun is more attentive and concerned than Zhou Bo.

For Zhou Bo, this is just a weapon, but for Yi Yun, it is almost a symbol, a symbol of his own forging skills...... If this weapon can be successful, it is conceivable that Yi Yun's satisfaction will reach an unparalleled level.

Therefore, not long after Yang Tianxing just woke up, Yi Yun also woke up quickly.

Almost impatient, her eyes were red, and she had already rushed towards the forging room, she really couldn't stand that kind of torment anymore, she was eager to see what that weapon that had never been able to reach the height that she had ever had, and probably for a long time in the future, what it looked like.

Obviously, this little girl didn't rest well at all, and even when she was lying in bed, she was probably wandering in a half-dream, half-awake, for this girl, the temptation was too strong, so that this little girl couldn't really rest well.

A group of four people came to the forging room, after such a long time, the originally hot room, now gradually cooled down, although it is still stuffy, but compared to before, I don't know how many times better.

With a pilgrimage-like mood, I don't know whether the road is hope, longing, or curiosity...... Four pairs of eyes threw themselves at the quenching pool......

The bloodstains inside, I don't know when, have disappeared, completely disappeared, there is no bloodstain in sight, not even a touch of dark red, the Qilin blood that was originally piled up in the pool has completely disappeared.

Instead, it was the same weapon, a sharp claw, lying quietly in the pool, not moving...... In the dimly lit forging room, there was a blood-red dazzle in front of him.

Red......

An eerie shade of red.

Even in the darkness, I can still clearly feel the light, the red, as if it were blood, and it seems like fire...... It seems that it can be clearly seen that on the sharp hook, there are clusters of hideous flames, as if they want to burn everything mercilessly...... (To be continued......)