This trip came and went in a hurry, but for Su Heng, it was of great significance.

Although it is now the era of hot weapons, no matter how powerful cold weapons are, they cannot resist guns and shells.

But in some specific situations, cold weapons still play a vital role.

Especially for Su Heng, a weapon in his hand will greatly increase his strength.

"Captain, I think you should take a majestic and domineering name, you look at those divine soldiers in history, what Xuanyuan Sword, Cadre, Mo Ye and the like."

On the way, Gao Xiaojun couldn't help but say.

There were only two of them in the car, and as for Gao Jingyuan, he had already been sent to the station and left directly.

"It's just a name, it's just a code name, even if it's called a cat and a dog, it's not the same." Su Heng gently stroked the blade of the short sword in the back seat, although there was only one side of the blade, but the other side was not the kind of thick back, but there was no blade.

This couldn't help but remind him of one word, heavy sword without edge.

Don't look at this short sword, which is only forty-five centimeters, and the sword body is only thirty centimeters, but the weight is really not light, it is more than thirty pounds, and it is heavy in your hand.

If you add his strength, once you wield it, even if you don't have the side that opens, it's enough to easily harvest life.

Hearing Su Heng's words, Gao Xiaojun didn't bother to complain in his heart, anyway, he doubted Su Heng's ability to choose a name.

And 'the first day of the new year', which is the name of the weapon? It's better to call it fifteen, it's not creative.

But Su Heng liked it very much, and even Master Han did not object.

Perhaps this is the so-called generation gap.

Along the way, the wind and waves were calm until they came to Nanting's home.

As soon as Gao Xiaojun stepped into the door, a strong wind fell above his head, it was a wooden stick about the thickness of his wrist, and he had no doubt that once the wooden stick landed on his head, it would be no different from smashing on a watermelon.

Although he tried his best to dodge, his body couldn't keep up with his thinking, so he could only watch the sticks fall.

At the critical moment, he felt that his body was light, and he changed positions with Su Heng behind him.

Then, with a flash of cold light, the stick broke directly into two pieces and fell at his feet.

Although there was no danger, Gao Xiaojun had a fire in his heart, staring at the big tall man in front of him viciously.

"Uncle Nan let me beat it." Dacheng grinned and looked at Gao Xiaojun apologetically, but he also quietly distanced himself from Su Heng.

At that moment just now, he didn't even see clearly how Su Heng cut off the wooden stick, but he could confirm one thing, that is, he couldn't beat Su Heng, and this intuition came from his bones.

Although he is a little honest, he is not stupid.

"Hmph, you remember it for me." Gao Xiaojun felt that it was a loss of identity to deal with the other party, so he shifted the target and looked at Nan Ting, who was swaying with big scissors not far away, after all, that was the culprit.

"That was the weapon you were looking for?" Nan Ting looked at Su Heng thoughtfully, or rather, at Su Heng's right hand.

Although it was very fast just now, he couldn't hide it, he clearly saw that with a flick of Su Heng's right hand, a short sword flew out of his sleeve, and then cut off Dacheng's wooden stick, and then disappeared.

The ability to hide soldiers in this hand alone is already extraordinary.

What's more, there is also Su Heng's grasp of the timing, which is already the sharpness of the short sword.

After all, the wooden stick is soaked in butter again and again to dry, and at the same time, it is also extremely tough, at least if ordinary people want to cut it with an axe, it is not so easy.

What's more, when Su Heng cut it off just now, he could hardly hear the sound.

"Not bad." Su Heng nodded calmly.

"Interesting, if you have time, let's talk about it." Nan Ting looked at Su Heng's gaze with a hint of war.

"I can't ask for it." And Su Heng was also a little eager to try.

Originally, he hadn't encountered any decent opponents in the past few years, and that Lord Walker was the only existence that could force out more than ninety percent of his strength, as for Nan Ting in front of him, although he had never fought before, his intuition told him that the other party was not weaker than Lord Walker.

Only by fighting such a strong man can he hone his fighting skills and take his strength to the next level.

Even Su Heng felt that there was still a large part of the potential in his body that had not been stimulated, otherwise his strength would be even stronger.

"Well, that's settled, when I have time to look for you." After Nan Ting finished speaking, he left with big scissors on his shoulder.

Regardless of Gao Xiaojun's disappointed looks with Dacheng, after all, being able to see the two fighting is also an unspeakable temptation for them.

"Captain, you're finally back."

When Tang Jiuge heard the movement, he also walked out of the house, looking at Su Heng, obviously relieved.

"What's wrong?" Su Heng asked.

"Zhou Lao is a little crazy, he has been studying the statue, and he refuses to rest when he says anything."

Letting Tang Jiuge stay before, another intention was to take care of Zhou Liqun, after all, the old man was old, he had traveled a long way, and he didn't have much rest last night, so he left a careful person to take care of it, so as not to have anything.

"Okay, I'll take a look." Su Heng nodded and followed Tang Jiu Ge to the study.

I saw that the other party was holding a magnifying glass, staring at a broken piece in his hand intently, and the focused appearance was like looking at some rare treasure, and he was even more unaware of their arrival.

There were still fruit snacks and other things on the small table next to it, but they didn't even move.

"Old Zhou, Old Zhou."

Su Heng even shouted a few times, but he didn't see the other party respond, but he seemed to be immersed in another world and didn't hear it.

Seeing this, Su Heng couldn't help frowning, so focused, even a young man couldn't last long, let alone an old man.

Once the other party's mind is consumed too much, it may even endanger his life, which is not what he wants to see.

Thinking of this, Su Heng no longer hesitated, and directly reached out and snatched the magnifying glass.

"Hey, you're back?" Zhou Lao looked at Su Heng with some surprise.

"Old Zhou, you haven't eaten for most of the day, let's rest first." Su Heng persuaded.

"No, I'm in good health, you're just in time, I'm ......"

Zhou Lao said that he was about to turn around, but as soon as he turned his head, his body fell forward uncontrollably, but fortunately, Su Heng was next to him and hurriedly supported him.

It's just that at this time, Zhou Lao's face was already pale, and his body was even trembling slightly.

"Sugar."

Tang Jiu Ge hurriedly stuffed a piece of candy into the other party's mouth, and after a while, his expression gradually eased, but the whole person seemed to have aged several years all of a sudden.

At this moment, Su Heng's brows couldn't help frowning even tighter, and he looked at the fragments of statues on the table, and he was a little more suspicious.