Chapter 3 [Ten Years of Black Dragon]
Lying on the bed in a trance, his dark and deep eyes were slightly hollow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Then he came back to his senses and sat up from the bed, Shao Wei didn't think much about his past and the fact that he was suddenly told yesterday that the entrance ceremony of the inner door would be held two months later.
Simply straightened his clothes, rubbed his head with his palm, which was a little drowsy due to a long sleep, smiled bitterly, and then turned around and walked to the head of the bed.
It was a black long sword, which was laid flat on the bed, obviously, it was the black sword that Shao Wei had been carrying all along, and obviously, that black sword had been 'sleeping in the same bed' with Shao Wei for another night.
The fading sunset hit the hilt of the sword that was exposed to the cloth, reflecting a thick ghostly light, although it had been ten years, but through the domineering hilt, it could be seen that this black long sword was still as new as ever, exquisite and abnormal, and the hurried years had not left any traces on its body.
This sword was originally nameless, but following Shao Wei day and night, Shao Wei gave it a very domineering name based on its appearance: Black Dragon!!
The palm of his hand held the hilt of the black dragon sword, and with a strong lift of his right hand, he threw the black dragon wrapped in strips of cloth in front of him, and Shao Wei's left hand immediately caught it.
Catch the black dragon, wave it lightly a few times, and then Shao Wei held it fiercely in his hand, after ten years of experience, now he has completely adapted to the weight of the black dragon, and will no longer carry it with all kinds of forces as when he first came into contact with it.
But despite this, he has never used the black dragon until now, not because he doesn't want to, but because, since the day he got the black dragon, he has never pulled out this sword, no matter how hard he tries, it will always be the result in the end.
Later, I learned from the godmother that the black dragon was sealed by some kind, so he couldn't pull it out, but the godmother took it to study for a long time, but he still couldn't break the seal, and in the end he had no choice but to give up.
So, he just carried this black dragon that couldn't be pulled out, and he carried it for ten years.
Looking at the delicate black dragon in his left hand, Shao Wei sighed again, although this black dragon did not have any grade lines, but his perception told him that this black dragon must not be an ordinary thing, not because of its domineering appearance and incredible weight.
It's because in the scattered memories he recalls, this sword has been used by a mysterious peerless powerhouse, how can such a peerless powerhouse be an ordinary thing, besides, this sword has always given me a very familiar feeling.
However, no matter how good the spirit sword is, if you don't have spiritual energy, you can't use it at all......
......
After thinking for a moment in his heart, Shao Wei once again helplessly showed a wry smile, and then his expression was indifferent and a little distracted.
Then everything in the room returned to calm, but the quiet scene did not last long before it was interrupted again.
There was a loud bang, and the door of the room was kicked open, and then a crisp female voice came in.
"Dead Blossom, are you there?"
Following the origin of the crisp cheer, looking towards the door of the room, the figure of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl came into view.
The girl is dressed in a crimson suit, the tight shorts can't wrap the slender and slender legs, the slightly developed small breasts are slightly raised, and the little man who can't bear to hold the waist wears a three-foot Qingfeng, the girl's wonderful posture, coupled with the shallow smile on the delicate face, is full of youthful atmosphere.
And such a beautiful girl with a fiery temper can only be one person in Huazong - Nangong Qinyin.
"Can't you knock on the door before you come in?"
Looking up at the door that had been kicked open in front of him, and the red-clothed girl standing at the door, Shao Wei put down the black dragon in his hand and responded slowly, his tone was very indifferent.
"I haven't knocked on the door before......"
The young man who hadn't seen him for a long time was in a very low mood, and Qin Yin stood in place a little overwhelmed, thinking that it would be the same as before, but I didn't expect that it would be like this now.
The original Shao Wei was not like this, although he was seriously injured and his muscles and veins were broken, he was still high-spirited when he was a child, and he dared to fight, but, for some reason, as he grew older, he gradually learned to hide ......
"Before?"
The voice of the girl at the door came, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of Shao Wei's mouth, and then he murmured in his heart.
Before the age of eight, it should be the best time for you, everyone has no strength, so no one will care about your past, but after the age of eight, those companions who have begun to cultivate the green aura will gradually stay away from themselves, and some will even give themselves some ridicule and dislike.
Not for anything else, just because, sensible, they gradually understand that they are just a waste......
"What's the matter?"
Looking at the girl standing at the door who had not left, Shao Wei looked indifferent, hesitated for a moment in his heart, and finally spoke again and responded.
Anyway, she's one of the few people who stays close to her after learning that she's a waste.
"Tomorrow...... There are guests in the sect, Aunt Qing asked me to inform you. ”
Looking at the lonely young man in front of him, Qin Yin stood in place and wanted to say something, but opened his mouth, and in the end, he couldn't say anything, just answered the question truthfully.
"Well, got it. ”
The girl in front of her wanted to finish her words and stopped, Shao Wei's expression was still indifferent, and then she spoke indifferently and responded, and then slowly sat back on the bed and returned to silence again.
Looking at the young man in front of him who no longer spoke, Qin Yin sighed lightly, tightened the spirit sword in his hand, and then resolutely turned around, but after turning around, just after taking a step, her body moving forward paused again:
"I remember a teenager once told me that he would always stick to his dream and marry the most beautiful girl when he grew up......"
"I don't know if he is now, and he still remembers what he said at the beginning......"
The girl who resolutely left in front of the door suddenly stopped, and clear words like questions followed, and then Shao Wei, who was sitting on the bed, slowly raised his head.
"Your own dream, the most beautiful girl?" a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered in a low voice.
"These, I can just say it......" Shao Wei replied again, and the tone contained boundless loneliness.
In the afterglow, the young man sitting on the bed slowly lowered his head again, and the sound of the piano standing at the door, a little disappointment flashed on her delicate face:
"Well, maybe the teenager who spoke is really dead......"
The words came with a faint coolness, and then the girl at the door left the meditation room completely, leaving the young man with his head bowed alone, sitting lonely on the bed.
ps: New book for newcomers, I hope that my favorite brother will add this book to the collection and give me a chance to continue telling stories.