"What are you talking about?" The middle-aged mercenary heard Luo Xue's self-talk, he shook his head, not understanding.

Luo Xue withdrew the hand that enchanted the scales and said, "It's nothing. ”

Luo Xue could feel that the moment she touched the dragon scales, the broken sword on her waist began to tremble.

Then, in the next second, he pulled out the broken sword from his waist, trying to calm its movements.

In the eyes of the middle-aged mercenary, Luo Xue seemed to have made up her mind, and the shaking of the broken sword in her left hand was only caused by Luo Xue's nervousness. He had never thought of it, and could not have imagined that it was the spontaneous shaking of the broken sword.

This broken sword, which is nothing but sharp and hard, is only useful against hard armor, but most people don't get greedy if others just know it.

But if you know that there is emotion in the broken sword, I'm afraid most people won't be able to sit still. A broken sword with such a special ability must have a great future.

Seeing that the mercenaries around him were all around, watching how Luo Xue cut this indestructible scale. Luo Xue's eyes sank.

In Luo Xue's strengthened memory, when she first rescued Kewang, Luo Xue was killed because she revealed the ability of the water drop pendant on her chest.

At least for now, Luo Xue didn't want to expose the fact that Broken Sword had emotions in front of others.

He had to try his best to hide the vibration of the broken sword, but the broken sword didn't pay attention to Luo Xue's mood and was still venting his emotions on his own.

"Revenge! Guard!" The fierce emotions in the broken sword poured into Luo Xue's heart again. Luo Xue re-sent this calm thought into Broken Sword's body.

"Guard!" The emotion of Broken Sword's revenge was neutralized, and only the emotion of guardianship remained, lingering in Luo Xue's heart. At the same time, the body of the broken sword also began to calm down.

But Luo Xue felt a near-fatal stabbing pain in his chest, like countless needles piercing his heart, making him almost exhale in pain. This is real, the pain that Luo Xue faces every time she uses her potential.

"I'll cut dragon scales for you, but as promised, give me a small piece of dragon scales. Feeling that the broken sword had calmed down, Luo Xue raised her head and said to the middle-aged mercenary.

"As long as you can cut it apart, it's no problem!" said the middle-aged mercenary, patting his chest, knowing that Luo Xue agreed to this.

He quickly pulled out the prepared paintbrush and drew a thin line on the dragon scales, indicating where to cut.

The dragon scales were predestined to be divided into four pieces, two for armor, one for a large shield, and the smallest one was naturally the shield for Luo Xue's small shield.

Luo Xue didn't bargain, in his opinion, a small shield was more suitable for him.

He touched the hard dragon scales again, feeling the texture on them.

There is not a single weakness in the reverse scales of this black dragon, and all places are uniformly hard. Luo Xue could already imagine that the black dragon was only able to use the dragon's blood to make the reverse scales on his chest uniform and hard only when he was lying in a pool of blood left by his own blood.

The dragon scales were harder than the armor worn by the enemies who attacked Fanshui Town, but Luo Xue also had a bottom in his heart.

To be honest, although the middle-aged mercenary had confidence in the weapon in Luo Xue's hand, he was not 100% sure. After all, he has tried countless methods in the course of a year. If it weren't for his keen nerves noticing that the broken sword on Luo Xue's waist was extraordinary, I am afraid that he would not have exposed his treasure to the Mercenary Association.

Although most of the mercenaries here are now in his group, it cannot be ruled out that there are people with bad intentions.

While swinging the broken sword, Luo Xue tried to communicate with it in her hand, bringing the sharp concept of the broken sword "Fan" to the extreme.

However, this was the case, and the tearing pain that came from Luo Xue's heart again made the broken sword he swung pause in midair.

Is this a potential?, Luo Xue thought sadly. Then the broken sword in his hand did not stop, and slashed down on the cutting line drawn by the middle-aged mercenary on the dragon scales.

A person who has integrated momentum into his daily life cannot even completely distinguish it when he is unable to use it.

......

Luo Xue's broken sword swung downward in the eyes of all the mercenaries, and when it touched the edge of the dragon scales, it made a bright "ding" sound, but it was violently bounced away in the next moment.

And the middle-aged mercenary who was holding the dragon scales to prevent it from touching the ground of the magic pattern was also shocked by the impact when the broken sword was cut down, and he was shocked back several steps.

"Isn't it useless?" The group of mercenaries let out a sigh when they saw Luo Xue's broken sword being bounced back, but the eyes of the middle-aged mercenaries shone brightly.

He could keenly feel the dragon scales in his hand crack an imperceptible crack under the attack of the broken sword. He touched the edge of the dragon scales, and couldn't help but smile, because his fingers could really feel a small hole in the edge of the dragon scales.

"Haha! Keep going!" The middle-aged mercenary saw that Luo Xue's attack was effective, and laughed and asked Luo Xue to continue.

He steadied his horse's steps, allowing Luo Xue to slash at the dragon scales in his hand again.

"Is there a problem here?" Luo Xue frowned, he looked at the more and more mercenaries around him, and expressed his doubts to the middle-aged mercenary.

"Don't worry, these are my companions, and this is the Mercenary Association!" It seems that the mercenary association has a lot of weight in four words, which makes the middle-aged mercenary emphasize twice.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, the middle-aged mercenary had a taste of broken jars. He nodded, not caring that his dragon scales were seen by more people.

Seeing that most of the mercenaries who surrounded him were familiar with the middle-aged mercenaries, Luo Xue could guess that they were members of a mercenary group.

Since the parties didn't say anything, Luo Xue naturally didn't hesitate anymore, he looked at the broken sword in his hand carefully, and didn't find any problems, so he picked up the broken sword and continued to slash at the dragon scales.

With a brute force, the two of them processed it for nearly half an hour, and finally cut the dragon scales into predetermined four pieces.

In just a few tens of minutes, dozens of mercenaries gathered in the mercenary association, and they surrounded the two of them tightly.

But they were all calm, solid and steady, they didn't speak the whole time, just quietly watched Luo Xue and the middle-aged mercenary process the dragon scales until the end.

"I didn't expect that!" a new mercenary saw the people in a circle, and then slipped in. He saw the middle-aged mercenary and the dragon scales in his hand, and exclaimed loudly: "Deputy Commander, you actually have what a good thing to hide!"

This exclamation naturally attracted everyone's attention, and for a while everyone's eyes were focused on him. (To be continued.) )