"Even if you give me a ninth-order weapon, I'm afraid I won't be able to make that weapon recognize its owner at all, and I won't even be able to use it at that time, so what's the difference between giving me a piece of broken copper and iron?" Ning Zifan seemed to have accepted his fate and began to bargain with this negotiator. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You don't have to worry about this, the ninth-order weapon I gave you has been erased from your own consciousness, and you can use it as you like." Shang looked at Ning Zifan's appearance, and felt that the other party had already succumbed, and couldn't help but feel good, "Of course, after others kill you, others can also use it at will." Remember to take good care of it, if someone else snatches it, I can't help you. ”

"Then you have to at least let me choose a ninth-order weapon first, right?" Ning Zifan asked rhetorically.

"Of course, distinguished guest!" Shang Xiao waved his hand, and a large array of weapons of different shapes immediately appeared in front of Ning Zifan, allowing him to choose.

Ning Zifan looked at the past one by one slowly, and at the same time, his brain was running rapidly, judging from the current situation, even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of the possibility of breaking the game.

His strength is extremely weak now, and his position is at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, and the other party is a guy whose strength may reach an unimaginable level, and the possibility of him escaping directly from the other party's hands is zero!

Although Ning Zifan couldn't feel any strong aura on the other party, just based on what the other party took out and the other party's ability to shuttle through the mission world at will, it could be concluded that the other party's strength was definitely an existence that could not be provoked.

Therefore, there is no possibility of running away head-on or confronting head-on, and the only remaining way is to find a way to impress or deceive the other party.

But the other party is obviously an old fox who doesn't know how many seconds he has lived, where can he be so easily deceived, and the other party is obviously determined to want his two talents, and he can't stop it with ordinary words!

Therefore, Ning Zifan quickly eliminated almost all the methods in his heart, and finally found that he really didn't have any more methods.

It was a complete dead end, he ...... Can't break it!

Although Ning Zifan was unwilling, there was really nothing he could do, he knew that his two talents today were bound to be lost.

After being deprived of those two talents, the pain and fear that he had forgotten should also come back to him.

He inexplicably still has some expectations for pain and fear to come to him, is this the answer to that sentence: life is like a strong X, since you can't resist, it's better to enjoy quietly!

It's just that just two talents have been taken away, and the strength will be strong in the future, and it is not impossible to get it back, as long as people don't die, there will always be a day to turn over!

Thinking of this, Ning Zifan didn't bother to dwell too much, and began to carefully select weapons, this ninth-order weapon, maybe it would be the capital for him to turn over in the future.

In a short time, he had seen all the attributes of all the ninth-order weapons here, and among them, there was a powerful attribute of one weapon, which really satisfied him.

So, Ning Zifan pointed to the ninth-order weapon and said, "I'll choose this one."

Shang glanced at the weapon he had chosen, and couldn't help but mutter, "It's quite discerning."

Just as he was about to nod his head in agreement, he suddenly felt a little reluctant again, and he couldn't help but think of a weapon that he had forgotten for a long time.

"What's wrong? Can't even give up a ninth-order weapon? Ning Zifan saw that the other party hesitated, and couldn't help but pout.

"Of course not, I just feel that this weapon is not suitable for you, I have another ninth-order weapon that has been stored for a long time, show it to you, I am sure you will be satisfied!" Shang said with a smile.

Immediately, he waved his hand without saying anything, put away all the weapons in front of him, and then reached out and took out a few times in the void, took out a thing, and threw it to Ning Zifan.

Ning Zifan looked at the thing that the other party threw at him with doubts, this was a delicate small sword less than the size of a palm, the whole body was blood-red, and the sword body was full of all kinds of patterns, it was really delicate to an incomparable level.

It feels very cold to the touch, but it is not pure cold, but more like an imposing coldness, giving people a cold and very cruel feeling.

Name: Blood Chill Sword Spirit

Type: Weapon

Purpose: Can be attached to other sword weapons, forcibly doubling the attributes of the possessed weapon for one hour!

Number of uses: 2/3!

Rank: Ninth Order!

Just looking at the effect of this weapon, it is actually not bad, even if it is attached to an ordinary weapon, it has little effect, but if it is possessed by a ninth-order weapon, it will be different, and the effect is absolutely terrifying.

Therefore, just looking at the effect, although this Blood Cold Sword Spirit is not comparable to the ninth-order weapons with some attribute metamorphosis, it is definitely better than some eighth-order weapons, and it can barely be regarded as a ninth-order equipment with relatively weak attributes.

But after seeing the number of uses below, Ning Zifan had the urge to scold his mother for the first time, a weapon actually has to be used many times, what the hell is this?

And it's only been used three times, and they've all been used once, so it's a fucking ninth-order weapon?

"How? Still satisfied, right? Shang said with a smile.

"Huh." Ning Zifan sneered and did not speak.

"Looks like you're not satisfied?" Shang was still smiling.

"Huh!" Ning Zifan still only replied with a sneer.

"If you're not satisfied, just tell me, and I'll be there until you're satisfied!" Shang's tone was still so kind, but the threat in it was self-evident.

"Satisfied." Ning Zifan knew that he had no room for bargaining at all, so he didn't have meaningless stubbornness, and nodded directly.

"That's good. The things are also given to you, then I will not be polite about your talent. Shang nodded with satisfaction.

Ning Zifan nodded expressionlessly, and then Shang waved his hand and threw a contract to him, he glanced at it, it was similar to the last time he signed with Lishen, but the content was different, he didn't have ink, and signed his name directly.

After Shang withdrew the contract, he nodded with great satisfaction, and then stretched out his right hand towards Ning Zifan.

Ning Zifan immediately felt a terrifying pulling force, but this pulling force did not act on his body, so his body did not move at all.

The terrifying pull seemed to be on his soul, and he even felt as if his soul was about to be forcibly pulled out.

At this moment, a trace of dark energy suddenly drilled out of Ning Zifan's body...... (To be continued.) )