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Mao Yanran was already standing in the room at this moment, but as soon as she entered the door, her exposed skin obviously felt a trace of cold air attacking, and her petite body couldn't help but shiver twice.

The little girl saw the contents of the room and was immediately surprised.

This room is not small, it is nearly 100 square meters in terms of the current area unit, and there are many jade shelves on three walls of the room, and these shelves are either flat, or erected, or cold and shining, or dimly filled with all kinds of weapons.

The cat stood at the door, not realizing for a moment that she would suddenly see so many weapons here.

There are hundreds of ethnic groups on the eastern continent, which have been inherited and reproduced for tens of millions of years, following a law, that is, the weak eat the strong, and the survival of the fittest.

The powerful fighting races fought and slaughtered, exterminating many weak and incapable races, forming the current power structure.

The cat people have survived through the selection of natural laws, and there are many tribes large and small, which means that they have their own ability to survive, and they will not be wiped out by the recognized top ten strong soldiers.

Therefore, in the cat tribe, children have to learn and practice various life-saving skills from the beginning, of course, based on their racial characteristics, those who have the skills become assassins, that is, assassins.

It's just that because most of the tasks performed by assassins are close-quarters assassination, and if they can't achieve a single blow, they will be encircled, so in the past thousands of years, no high-level assassin has successfully advanced to kill the saint, and they are much more difficult than the incarnation of the martial saint.

Therefore, Mao Yanran suddenly saw so many weapons, and even trembled with the murderous aura naturally emitted by one of the extraordinary divine weapons, not that the little girl was shocked that she had never seen a weapon.

On the contrary, she had already come into contact with murder weapons at a young age, and now she was in a daze just because she had never seen so many weapons of different shapes at one time.

The little girl rubbed her eyes, and then her eyes flashed with excitement, and she knew that she had come to the arsenal of the Great Demon Saint.

The Great Demon Saint has been dead for three thousand years, and everything in this cave has become ownerless, so these things should naturally belong to the special ones now, but they accidentally found their own here.

Mao Yanran thought that she didn't have any concept of cultural relics and heritage owned by the state, and she should belong to herself if she found it.

The little face was crimson, and he almost jumped up and down in front of a flat sword.

The blade of the sword is inserted in the scabbard, and the hilt of the sword is wrapped with gold wire, and the swallow is simple, with a total length of less than three feet.

As soon as the little girl stretched out her hand, she took the sword down, probably because of the peculiarity of the existence of this cave, and the scabbard of the sword handle was spotless.

The little hand found the circlip, and with a little force, there was a soft sound, and the sword popped out more than an inch, but it was a cold light, and the cat couldn't help but close her eyes.

At the same time, I knew in my heart that this was a peerless sword.

With the strength of his right hand, the sword body was withdrawn, and the room originally made of white jade flashed with bright lights.

The little girl put down the scabbard, touched the sword body with her left hand, "Huh", the sword body made a slender and soft groan, carefully distinguished, and the soft groan lasted for a long time.

She grinned happily, no one would see her like a money fan now, anyway, the light weight of the sword was just right for her to use.

A few stabs were made, completely according to the assassination technique he had learned, although the sword was slightly longer, but it did not affect the little girl's mood at all.

He pulled a few more sword flowers, which were not very clever, and then put the sword into the sheath.

Mao Yanran is like a child who walks alone at the annual temple fair without adult supervision, in fact, from the moment she walked into this cave mansion, it can be said that everything here has become her personal belongings.

After the sword was placed, next to it was a large sword.

The knife, she has seen the demon slaying knife of the wind chime, the peerless divine weapon weighs more than 3,000 catties, but the overall blade is not bulky at all, but slender and delicate, and it is full of domineering when she sees her sister wielding it.

But the knife in front of her is a bit special, the blade is black and featureless, and it is much larger than the demon slayer knife as a whole, the blade seems to have not been opened, it looks so blunt, the little girl wonders if this knife has been left for too long and decayed.

The handle of the knife was red, and when she looked closely, the little head was due to rust, and the corners of her mouth twitched, and she shook her head, not bothering to reach out and touch it, compared with the previous snow-sharp sword, it was not only a world of difference.

Cat Yanran's eyes turned to the next weapon.

This is a long spear, she estimated that the overall length should be more than one zhang, the barrel of the teacup mouth is thick, the color is dark yellow and black, the tip of the gun is wide and diamond-shaped, but the blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, and the tip of the gun is as wide as a minotaur for eating.

The little girl looked up at the big gun, then looked down at her thin arms and legs, and muttered, "Brother Niu is almost the same." ”

It is true that such a huge spear cannot be wielded without extraordinary divine power, but in her days in Donghai Town, it seems that she has not seen so many minotaur warriors with spears, they are either sledgehammers or axes, and the other hand raises an iron shield.

However, most of the subordinates under the command of Ma Wancheng of the Centaur clan were guns, but none of those guns were as fierce and domineering as the one in front of them.

Next was a bow, three feet long, the body of the bow was dark green, the cat Yanran was not very knowledgeable and could not tell what material it was, the bowstring was silver and white, and the thickness was only as thick as a hair.

The little girl thought the bow was interesting, and reached out to take it off, but she didn't think that she didn't move the seemingly slender bow.

She was shocked, and her hands that did not admit defeat grabbed the cold bow in her hand, and she clenched the fine silver teeth without shaking the whole bow to move a bit.

After even trying a few times without success, Mao Yanran gasped for breath twice, and said very unconvinced: "Hmph!

Say goodbye to your little head, and walk to the next weapon angrily.

Seeing this, Mao Yanran's eyes lit up, this was a dagger less than a foot long.

Ninety percent of the cat people use daggers as weapons, and the little girl has been using a stainless steel dagger before, and later after coming to southern Xinjiang, she used the * that Jing Jun gave her.

However, she had never fought against an evenly matched opponent in the first place, and because she later learned the power of space, she rarely had the opportunity to kill the enemy head-on.

But the little girl was affected by race, and she still liked light weapons such as daggers in her bones, not to mention that the dagger she saw now was still so different.

The dagger is more than half an inch wide, with a groove in the middle, which should be similar to the function of the blood groove in her hand.

The little girl took the dagger in her hand and looked it up and down, and the more she looked at it, the more delighted she became.

Although she liked the sword she liked at first, she always felt that it was a little long, not very suitable for the assassination technique she had been practicing, but this dagger was completely different, and it was like it was tailor-made for herself between swinging and swinging.

In fact, the owner of this dagger was a top assassin thousands of years ago, and after its fall, it was taken into the cave by ape thought.

The little girl didn't care about the origin of this dagger, but she liked it very much, and after playing a few beautiful kung fu, she suddenly remembered that she didn't know how sharp it was.

Looking left and right, I couldn't find anything to try the knife, and finally my eyes rolled and my eyes fell on the jade case where it was placed.

She didn't know what the specific name of the jade that covered the entire cave was called, but it gave her the feeling that the white stone was very precious, and she could see that its texture was extraordinary, at least very hard, otherwise there would be no trace of the spear and pestle on the ground for so many years.

"I wonder if the dagger can scratch these jades?"

Mao Yanran thought about it, and then couldn't wait to give it a try.

But how to try?

Her girl's nature of being clean and tidy made her not know what to do, and she always felt that if she got a little flaw, it would destroy the overall harmony and beauty of the place.

In the end, the mood of wanting to know the sharpness of the beloved dagger prevailed, and he took the dagger and cut it into the corner of the jade stand where it was placed.

The knife fell, and the corners of Xiaoyu's case fell in response.

Seeing this, Mao Yanran's little face could no longer hide her surprise, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

But then Xiu's eyebrows furrowed, and he said to himself: "Oh, it's so sharp, and there is no protective scabbard, don't hurt yourself in the future......"

The little girl tucked the dagger behind her, her steps seemed lightened by the dagger, and she looked at the other weapon.

But she only glanced at this and didn't pay attention, it was an eight-sided sledgehammer, and few people could use it unless they had a lot of strength.

There was another big knife down, but this knife was different from all the knives she had seen before, the head that should have been sharp was down at the same time, more like a guillotine, the blade was half a foot wide, and the blade was almost an inch, and I believe that it would burst out with amazing power in the hands of people who know how to walk.

Keep watching, so many weapons can't get rid of the characteristics of cold weapons, light and heavy, and of course, none of them have caused Mao Yanran to look sideways.

The weapons that had given her a few more looks, at most, were because she hadn't seen their shapes before.

For example, there is an axe that is like a toy compared to the big axe used by the Minotaur, the thickness of the axe is less than an inch, and the blade of the axe can simply compete with the thickness of the dagger blade that he has just acquired.

She couldn't figure out who would use such a delicate axe.

There is also a bone joint whip that looks extremely white and miserable, and the reason why Mao Yanran can see at a glance that it is made of bones is because the whip body is very similar to the lumbar vertebrae of the people she usually sees, and the middle of the bone joints is connected by some kind of soft tendon with excellent toughness.

The little girl gets goosebumps when she looks at it more, let alone plays with it in her hand.

In this way, the room of more than 100 square meters was turned around by her one by one, and after counting, there were no less than 100 pieces in the private collection of this legendary person, none of which she knew its origin, but she knew who the former owner of this cave was, and the things that this character looked at here were absolutely extraordinary.