The boy shouted softly, "Is there anyone?"

However, in the silence of the night, no one responded to him.

"Who threw the sword here?"

And no one responded to him.

The boy suspected that someone was playing a prank.

But in White Crane City, he had no acquaintances, and the heavy sword in front of him was not accompanied by guards.

The young man looked at the broken heavy sword on the ground with some distress and said, "My sword was broken by you, if you don't make a noise, the heavy sword will be regarded as compensation!"

"If you don't speak, it means that you are acquiescing!"

After waiting for two minutes, there was still no response from the teenager.

The boy was full of doubts, but finally reached for the Red Blood Demon Sword.

The fierce aura of the heavy sword was extremely strong, and at a glance, he knew that he had drunk an unknown amount of blood, and holding it, the young man felt cold and swishing.

The weight of the heavy sword is not light, and he is a little difficult to wield it with his natural power.

The boy has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he has some appreciation of weapons beyond ordinary people, and when he saw the heavy sword in front of him, he especially wanted to get him.

There is no warrior who does not desire a divine weapon. ！

"Ding~ Is it bound to the sword master Lan Seventeen?"

Hearing this name, Chen Hao was a little surprised.

What a strange name!

Blue Seventeen, why isn't it called Blue Eighteen?

Could it be that his parents were very powerful and created him seventeen brothers and sisters?

However, Chen Hao did not dwell on the name.

The name is just a code name, and the Red Blood Demon Sword used to have several names!

"Confirm the binding!"

"Congratulations to the host bound to the fourteenth sword master, Lan Seventeen. ”

Seventeen waved it lightly a few times, and found that this mysterious and unfamiliar heavy sword was unexpectedly easy to use, as if a master had specially created it for him!

He tried to practice the "Battle Sword Technique" with the heavy sword, and the heavy sword was like an extension of his arm, like a part of his body, such a wonderful feeling, which soon immersed him in the joy of cultivation.

After repeating the "Battle Sword Technique", Seventeen put down the heavy sword, and his immature face was filled with excitement that could not be concealed!

He seemed to have touched the consummation realm of the "Battle Sword Technique" just now!

Although it was only a brief touch, Seventeen knew that this short touch to the Consummation Realm was a seed, and as long as he worked hard, he would soon be able to cultivate the Battle Sword Technique to the Consummation Realm.

"I'm going to be the first in our class!"

Seventeen clenched his fists and cheered himself on.

Then, he turned his gaze to the heavy sword in his hand.

This heavy sword is so easy to use, it is almost like it was made for him.

If the owner of the heavy sword came to ask for it, he was really a little reluctant.

"I'll pay you for this sword, if you don't speak, I will mean that you have acquiesced!" After three seconds, Seventeen said happily, "Thank you, I like this sword very much!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran into the inner gate of the heavily defended City Lord's Mansion.

Back in his small guest room, under the dim oil lamp, Lan Seventeen looked at the thirteen ring-shaped blood patterns on the Red Blood Demon Sword with some fascination and sighed: "This is really a good weapon, as fierce as the Black Sword of the Commander, who was so kind to give it to me? Could it be that someone has taken a fancy to my qualifications and wants to accept me as an apprentice?"

The teenager was a little confused.

"Boy, of course I'm a good weapon!"

"Who?"

The hoarse voice startled Seventeen, and the heavy sword in his hand was almost frightened.

"I'm in the sword!"

"Huh?"

Seventeen was so frightened that he threw the Red Blood Demon Sword to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, boy, I have no malice, if I had malice, I would have slaughtered you a long time ago!" Chen Hao said in the sword, "I am the sword spirit of this sword!"

"Sword Spirit?" Seventeen said with a trembling tone, "You lie to me, I've seen Spirit Sword, but I've never heard of Sword Spirit being able to speak." ”

Chen Hao said in a very disdainful tone: "They are imbeciles in the sword spirit, where can they compare to me?"

Of course, the sword spirits of ordinary spirit swords can't speak, their souls are not complete at all, and their intelligence is not as good as that of a three-year-old child.

But what is the sword spirit of the Red Blood Demon Sword?

It's Chen Hao.

Born with a finished soul.

As the killing continued, the Red Blood Demon Sword evolved, and his soul was constantly strengthened.

Therefore, Chen Hao had every reason to despise all the instrument spirits in the same level of spirit weapons.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true!"

Seventeen was still a teenager, and he believed Chen Hao's words a little, and he continued to ask, "But why did you appear in front of me!"

"I'm going to make you my sword master!"

"Why me?" Seventeen asked, somewhat surprised, "Do you think I'm gifted?"

Every teenager once thought that he was talented and different.

In fact...... Hehe!

"No, I'm just looking for someone. Chen Hao didn't plan to give face to anyone, "My previous sword master just died, and then I lacked a sword master, and I happened to meet you, so I chose you!"

"Uh...... Aren't you a spirit sword? The spirit sword is so powerful, how could his previous sword master die?"

"Don't mention that stupid x to me!" Speaking of this sword matter, Chen Hao complained in his stomach, "That stupid x can't use a sword, and when he encountered a desperate moment, he threw me away and beat someone else's small chest with his fist, do you say it's angry?"

"Indeed!" Seventeen nodded seriously, "You're a spirit sword, anyone who doesn't use a spirit sword is stupid, what is he putting in his head?"

Chen Hao said seriously: "He has no brains!"

"Then he doesn't know how to use a sword, why would you choose him as the sword master?"

"He killed the other competitors and grabbed me!"

"Well, you're out of luck!" Seventeen said with a hint of sympathy.

"Don't talk about this, you will be my sword master in the future, I am the sword spirit of the red blood sword, you can call me the sword spirit, I will let you see my ability first, remember to kill more people in the future, and you can become stronger by killing people!"

Chen Hao told Lan Seventeen about the attribute ability of the Red Blood Demon Sword as usual.

Of course, he still has reservations.

After listening to Chen Hao's story, Seventeen asked with some hesitation: "Lord Sword Spirit, the Red Blood Sword is a magic sword, right?"

"That's right, the Red Blood Sword is a magic sword!" Chen Hao asked with a smile, "What, are you scared?" If you are afraid, then you can throw me away at any time, I never force the sword master." ”

If Seventeen really abandoned the Red Blood Demon Sword, Chen Hao would not hesitate to add another blood ring to the sword.

"No, no!" Seventeen said in a rather calm tone, "Lord Commander speaks, weapons are originally used to kill, there is no distinction between good and evil, there is no difference between demon warriors and ordinary warriors in the army, they are all brothers worthy of entrusting with their lives!"

"Hmm, in the army, are you still a soldier?"

Chen Hao suddenly felt that he seemed to be running today.

"No, it's not!" replied Lan XVII, "I'm a house slave in the Blue Mansion. ”

"House slaves?"

Lan Seventeen nodded a little lonely and said, "I'm an orphan and a beggar!"

"And then?"

"And then!" the loneliness on Lan Seventeen's face disappeared, and his resolute face was replaced by incomparable reverence, "Then I happened to meet the eldest lady, she saw me pitiful, so she took me back to Lan Mansion, if it weren't for her, I'm afraid I wouldn't have survived that winter!"

Chen Hao was a little skeptical, if the eldest lady of the Lan family asked him to jump off the cliff, would he not even think about it and jump straight down.

"Do you have any ideal goals?"

"I want to be the strongest of our house slaves, and I want to be the eldest lady's guard!"

This ideal...... , it's so simple, so simple that Chen Hao wants to squirt a mouthful of old blood!