"Accident, accident......" Fang Mo waved his hand awkwardly. Miss Zhuo, it's okay that you're okay now, I haven't apologized to you properly for what happened last time. I'm sorry, I had an accident with my exercises last time, and I didn't think about it...... I'm going to hurt you. ”

Miss Zhuo shook her head, looking completely unconcerned.

"I know. And it is a matter of course to be injured in battle, and it is my own lack of strength to be broken by you, so I don't blame you. But you said that there was an accident in the exercises...... What was the accident? Can you tell me about it? ”

Seeing that Miss Zhuo and Feng Xiaoge both looked curious, Fang Mo could only shake his head.

That's the question...... It's hard to say, right? ”

"Cut, Fang Mo, you're so stingy." Feng Xiaoge pursed his lips. "I'm very curious about how Sister Yan was broken by someone, you kid won't say this, how will you be friends in the future?"

"I said, Xiaoge, you have itchy skin, don't you?" Without waiting for Fang Mo to answer, Miss Zhuo first glared at Feng Xiaoge, and then threw an apologetic smile at Fang Mo. "I'm sorry, I was abrupt. I shouldn't have asked about the exercises in the first place. Okay, don't talk about that, Fang Mo, why did you come to my house with Xiao Ge and him today? ”

"So this is your house......"

Fang Mo looked around and looked at the big house, although she could see that she must be a child of a rich family when she was so generous at the beginning, she was still secretly frightened.

Judging from Feng Xiaoge's statement just now that she often comes here to play, Feng Xiaoge's family's wealth should not be much worse, otherwise they would not casually take 200,000 yuan out to design a flying sword for themselves, and even compensate 200,000 yuan and directly distribute half of it to Fang Mo.

But thinking about it like this, Fang Mo couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.

Feng Xiaoge is so rich, he asked himself to help solve the flying sword problem, but he was so picky, he knew that he should have blackmailed him a little more just now.

"Oh, Sister Yan, I took Fang Mo to see the 'Rose Elf' flying sword. And what about the sword? Take it out and show it to Fang Mo, he might be able to fix it. ”

"Him?" Miss Zhuo looked surprised. "Hey, Fang Mo, aren't you a martial arts hall sparring partner, and you can also cultivate flying swords?"

"Ahem...... Just a little bit of understanding, Feng Xiaoge pulled me over. Speaking of which, I don't even know what the specific situation is, but the broken flying sword is Miss Zhuo's yours? It's called 'Rose Elves'. Fang Mo asked.

"Well, this 'Rose Elf' was a birthday present from my father when I turned 6, but it was forcibly borrowed by this kid and broken it a few days ago." Miss Zhuo pointed at Feng Xiaoge, and her tone was not good. "Fortunately, my dad is not at home these days, if he knows, Xiaoge, you just wait for your ass to bloom."

Feng Xiaoge rubbed his head in embarrassment: "I'm not looking for someone to help you fix it." As long as the Rose Elf can be repaired, if you don't say it, I won't say it, how will Uncle Zhuo know, right? ”

"Are you so sure I won't tell my dad?" Miss Zhuo snorted coldly.

Feng Xiaoge leaned over with a grin: "Sister Yan, you have loved me since I was a child, and you definitely don't want to see me spanked by Uncle Zhuo, right?" ”

Fang Mo felt a chill in his heart.

Feng Xiaoge, this guy, this is too dogleggy, right?

He didn't want to see Feng Xiaoge flattering there, so he hurriedly asked Miss Zhuo, "Miss Zhuo, where is that flying sword now?" Can you show me? ”

"No need." Miss Zhuo shook her head. "I've already asked a master who specializes in the maintenance and repair of flying swords to come to the door, and he's inside to help me look at it."

Feng Xiaoge and Fang Mo were stunned.

"Huh? Sister Yan, did you find someone to fix it? ”

"Nonsense." Miss Zhuo stretched out her hand and hit Feng Xiaoge on the head hard. "If you wait for this guy to fix it, then my dad will be back a long time ago, and your ass must bloom. Besides, where do you have the money to hire someone? Uncle Feng, they care about you so much. You see, you actually thought of inviting Fang Mo over, do you think he can really repair the Rose Elf? ”

"This ......," Feng Xiaoge looked embarrassed.

The reason why he invited Fang Mo over was indeed because he didn't have much money, so he could only find a cheap one.

Unexpectedly, Sister Yan had invited a professional to come over in advance, but let his money be spent in vain.

"Fang Mo, I'm sorry, it seems that today is for you to come in vain." Feng Xiaoge turned around and apologized to Fang Mo: "Of course, I don't think you are worse than others, but since Sister Yan has already invited someone, then there is no need to let you worry about it anymore." Oh yes, you just took the deposit, let you run for nothing, and the hard work still has to be paid. ”

Fang Mo shrugged, he didn't care.

Anyway, he just came over to take a look, and he wasn't sure if he could fix it.

Now I haven't done anything, just a trip, and I earned 5,000 yuan, so what is there to complain about.

"Well, since I don't have anything to do here, I'll go back first. If I go back now, I'll be in time for the afternoon class. ”

Fang Mo waved his hand at the two and turned around to leave, but was stopped by Miss Zhuo.

"Since you're here, don't rush back. Fang Mo, just as you are here, I will take you to see our family's practice room in a moment. The environment there is much better than the martial arts hall, and if you are willing to be my sparring partner there, it is guaranteed to be much more comfortable than in the martial arts hall. ”

Fang Mo turned around and looked at her in surprise.

This Miss Zhuo...... Just want to be her sparring partner?

"That...... Miss Zhuo, I appreciate your kindness, but to be honest, I actually don't work in the martial arts hall anymore, and I don't need to be a sparring partner anymore after changing jobs during this time. And my time is also a little tight during this time, I'm afraid I can't meet your sparring needs. So...... Excuse me. ”

"Oh...... Since you don't have time, forget it. It's just a pity that I finally found a guy who was willing to fight me seriously and even dared to break my leg, and I still thought that I would finally be able to fight with people happily...... Oh no, it's a fight. ”

Looking at the look of regret on Miss Zhuo's face, Fang Mo sweated profusely.

This Miss Zhuo...... Isn't it a shake M......

"Forget it, I can't tie you up here if you don't want to. But since you're already here, stay for a while and have a bite to eat before you go. You're Xiaoge's classmate, I think the relationship between the two of you is not bad, don't be polite to me. Come on. ”

Miss Zhuo beckoned to Fang Mo, and without waiting for him to answer, she turned around and walked towards the house.

Fang Mo smiled bitterly in his heart.

Although this Miss Zhuo is not as she thought before, she is a guy with a full temper of a big lady, but she is actually quite easy to talk and has a straightforward personality, but she does not allow others to refuse like this, which shows that she is usually used to it.

Feng Xiaoge walked over, grabbed Fang Mo's arm, and pulled him into the house without saying a word.

"Let's go, Fang Mo. Sister Yan is right, since it's not easy to come here, then don't be in a hurry. It just so happens that we can also go together to see how the master invited by Sister Yan is. If he can't fix it, maybe you'll have to do it. By the way, speaking of the Rose Elf, let me tell you, this sword is beautiful, it's ......."

Fang Mo had no choice but to follow the two into the house.

The house is very large, the furnishings are also luxurious, and the atmosphere of the rich is full.

However, after Fang Mo entered the house, the first thing he noticed was not the gorgeous and elegant decorations in the room, but involuntarily focused his gaze on one point.

It was a sword.

But it doesn't really look like a sword.

It's not so much a sword as it is an incomparably delicate artifact.

Starting from the hilt, a myriad of intricate and beautiful patterns and small ornaments are superimposed to form a hollowed-out shank that resembles a flower basket and a glove.

It didn't seem to be practical, but Fang Mo could see at a glance that this sword hilt could just fit into one hand, and through the exquisite design, this hand could be firmly fixed on the hilt of the sword without falling off at will.

This may make the wielder less flexible at certain times, but considering it's a birthday present for a 6-year-old girl, it's understandable.

Then there is the sword body.

I don't know what material the entire sword body is made of, from the connecting part of the sword handle to the tip of the sword, all of them emit a sparkling rose red light, which sets off the entire sword body with a trace of mysterious and gorgeous color, and also greatly weakens the sharp feeling brought by the sword body.

Fang Mo could see that although this sword body was very sharp at first glance, it should actually have another set of protective magic circles arranged on it, cleverly covering up the sharpness of the sword body, as if the sharp claws of the fierce beast had been retracted.

Undoubtedly, this is also a measure to protect little girls.

But Fang Mo was sure that this flying sword must have a corresponding design that could completely unleash its sharpness when necessary.

Compared to this additional design, the delicate sculptures and patterns on the sword body are not so eye-catching, they are layered and continuous, as if they have made a painting on the sword body.

Such a flying sword does not look like a flying sword used by normal monks in battle, but if it is a gift for a 6-year-old girl, it is extremely beautiful and exquisite, very beautiful.

It's just that...... Sending a 6-year-old girl a flying sword?

Fang Mo couldn't help but turn his head to look at Miss Zhuo, who was already sitting down on the sofa.

I don't know if Miss Zhuo has been interested in others since she was a child, or if her father's taste is special......

Of course, this flying sword is a rose elf.

It was being held in the hands of a man who looked to be in his thirties, with a few strands of white hair that had been deliberately dyed white, and who was also dressed in a fashionable manner, and was observing it intently.

Obviously, he was the master who was in charge of repairing the flying sword that Miss Zhuo had hired.

Hearing Fang Mo and Feng Xiaoge come in, he didn't even raise his head, showing a focused and professional appearance.

After Fang Mo sat down at Miss Zhuo's suggestion, he deliberately chose a position closer to observe the rose elf up close.

However, if the flying sword was not held in his hand and probed with his internal breath, he would not be able to see the truth with his eyes alone, so Fang Mo could only watch it here.

After chatting with Feng Xiaoge and Miss Zhuo for a while, the master suddenly put down the rose elf in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Miss Zhuo.

"How? Master Ouyang? Can it be fixed? ”

The man known as Master Ouyang showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, pondered for a moment, and replied: "It's no problem if you want to repair it, but the design of this rose spirit is extremely complex, and the materials used are also very rare, and it takes a lot of effort to repair it, and a lot of precious materials need to be supplemented, so ...... ...... price"

Hearing what he said, Miss Zhuo certainly understood what he meant.

She directly interrupted Master Ouyang's words.

"As long as it can be fixed. You say, how much does it cost to fix it? ”

Master Ouyang thought for a moment, the expression on his face became serious, and then he stretched out a slap to Miss Zhuo.

"Fifty thousand? Oh, that's no problem. Miss Zhuo nodded.

Master Ouyang shook his head.

"No, half a million."

"Poof—"

The sip of drink that Fang Mo had just drunk into his mouth squirted out directly.