"It's a dagger made of cold iron." Wen Yuxiu said.

Wen Yusoft had already told him in advance the material of the dagger.

Hong Feng'er took the dagger out of the sleeve and looked at it carefully.

The color of the cold iron is more unique, it is the kind of black blue.

The dagger is black and blue, but the blade is a little red.

This proves that this dagger once drank a lot of blood.

Then, Hong Feng'er found two small characters on the dagger, no way.

For her, these two little words are simply too familiar.

The emotions were immediately excited.

"This is a dagger made by Master Wufang himself?!" Hong Feng'er asked excitedly.

The name of Master Wufang is well-known in the entire Human Continent, and he is the most outstanding weapon casting master on this continent in the past hundred years.

Master Wufang's obsession with weapons is indescribable, because he strives for perfection, so every time he forges a weapon, it takes several years, because there are really not many weapons forged in his life, only seventy or eighty pieces.

Each piece can be called a divine martial art.

In addition to this dagger, Hong Feng'er has only seen two weapons forged by Wufang masters, one was auctioned through their auction, and the other was placed in their auction house as an exhibit.

She vaguely remembered that when they auctioned off Master Wufang's weapon, it caused a sensation across the country, and that weapon was sold for the highest price since the opening of their Linlang Auction House!

This dagger is not as good as that one, but it is enough to cause a big sensation.

Hong Feng'er really didn't expect that the three people in front of her, who were not good-looking, would be so powerful when they made a move.

"I would venture to ask, where did you get this dagger?" Hong Feng'er endured the excitement in her heart and asked Wen Yuxiu.

Wen Yusoft didn't tell Wen Yuxiu about this, so Wen Yuxiu subconsciously glanced at Wen Yusoft.

"Big sister, don't ask where you come from, isn't it the rule of your auction house?" Wen Yu said to Hong Feng'er with a soft smile.

Hong Feng'er was so excited that she forgot about this, her pretty face turned red, and she said apologetically: "It's me who didn't think about it well and forgot the rules, sorry, Master Wufang is the person I admire the most." He's been missing since fifty years ago, and I'm just fantasizing about the chance to meet the master one day, so I can't help but want to inquire......"

Wen Yusoft heard Hong Feng'er say this, and Master Wufang's obscene face flashed in her mind, and her eyebrows jumped.

Yes, at this time, it happened to be the time when Master Wufang had been missing for fifty years.

The world thinks that Master Wufang is dead or has found a place to live in seclusion, but who knows that this Master Wufang is actually a demon or a chameleon, he committed something in the human world and was taken back to the demon world.

Demons who have committed crimes in the human world generally have no possibility of returning to the human world.

Wen Yusoft still has a lot of weapons in her hand that she can't give her, and that guy still wants to go back to the human world, and always sends some weapons to please her.

Those weapons were no different from broken copper and iron to Wen Yuruan now.

She's really not uncommon.

That's why among the bunch of treasures, she chose such a thing that she didn't like the most to sell.

She had long known that Wufang was quite popular in the human world, but she didn't expect it to be so popular, looking at Hong Feng'er's worship when she mentioned Wufang, it didn't look like she was lying, she really regarded the obscene dead chameleon as an idol.