"I'm going to drink too!"

The first thing the baron heard when he entered the cabin was this roar that came from someone who didn't know who. And then the magician's answer was equally dumbfounded.

"What kind of wine do you drink with someone with a sword?"

"I don't care, I don't care, I've worked hard, so it's not too much to ask for some treats. And seeing that you guys are so happy, I'm going to drink too. If I don't drink it, I will repeat the content of the P language textbook and play it back 24 hours a day. ”

"Alright, alright, I'm afraid of you. Girl, help your uncle prepare wine. ”

"My wine is also going to be scalded, and it needs to be just the right temperature. It's best to have a bucket for me that I can soak in the whole thing. ”

"A bucket of grin, think beautifully." Of course, it is impossible for someone to let a sword be taken for it, let alone feel that Shangqiao just wants to join in the fun, and it is impossible for it to know how to drink. So Lin said to his apprentice, "Girl, ignore him. Just warm it up with a bottle of wine and wash it. ”

Holding a freshly scalded wine, Kaya poured it directly onto the blade of the box-cutting sword leaning against the table. Not a single drop of the wine spilled on the ground, and almost as soon as it touched the blade of the sword, it disappeared like a volatilization.

I only heard the sour sound of a certain sword, and the blade of the sword was slightly curved, and the color also changed slightly. "Wow, is this what hot wine tastes like? It's completely different from what I've tasted before. I'm going to go soft. ”

Lin was also quite surprised by the performance of a certain sword. The biological mechanism of the box cut is really beyond my imagination, not what I originally thought. He was surprised and said, "You can really drink." ”

"There's a lot I can do, far more than you can imagine. Girl, fill me with wine again. ”

Kaya was kind to a certain weapon that was so loud that she poured a few spices of hot wine on the sword, which made a certain sword addicted.

The Sword Saint, who was also drunk, was silent for a long time before he asked Lin and said, "This sword is the legendary weapon, Box Cut?" Hearing the judgment of the Sword Master, everyone who entered the cabin was shocked again. But William Greco said with interest: "How, come and practice?" ”

The White Sword Master has a bad habit that makes people speechless, when he encounters an interesting opponent, he will be as excited as a child when he thinks of any new tricks, and he wants to find someone to try these ideas that have just come to him, or he just wants to find someone to show off.

In this regard, Lin said directly: "This is not appropriate. It would be unfair to you if I were to use a box to cut; If I don't use it, it's not fair to me. ”

"I'm going to try the box cut!" William Greco simply doesn't give anyone a chance to say no. His longsword was drawn from its sheath at a speed that was difficult for the human eye to catch, and slashed at someone's neck!

Lin rarely escaped from the scene with the flash technique, but used the flash to grab the box cut into his hand and stand in the direction that the white sword saint had slashed over. There was no effort, just holding it like this, and William Greco's sword of love swung without hindrance.

Unlike what the spectators imagined, the expected picture of blocking and wrestling was not seen, because the magic sword in the sword master's hand that became famous was neatly broken into two.

A certain sword master looked at his love sword in disbelief, and then swung left and right, to slash the weapon that was being held by the magician. With each swing, the blade is shorter. Eventually, there was almost only one hilt left, which was still held by William Greco.

The Sword Master looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand with emotion and said, "This is completely different from the box cut I have touched. My sword is commissioned by a dwarven craftsman, and it can be used to counteract the crate in terms of material. But it's not a match for this one. ”

That said, but for the weapon that had been broken into several pieces, William Greco threw it aside. If it is broken like this, there is only one way left to return to the furnace, and there is no value of repair.

Someone, who didn't feel any guilt about destroying someone else's weapon, asked curiously, "You recognized this one because you've seen other crate cuts?" ”

"Yes, from the first sight of that sword, I had such a guess. However, it is only now that it has been confirmed. The box cut has a very special feeling, and once you encounter it, it is hard to forget. ”

"Then you were able to touch that box cut, why didn't you use it. To be honest, this really can't compare to ordinary weapons, and the box cutting is much better. He also threw the legendary weapon in his hand to the side, and the box was muttering to Kaya for more wine, just like a drunk who still wanted to renew his stall.

In response to the magician's question, William Greco, although still drunk, was also surprised to ask, "Didn't you meet it?" That situation. ”

"Which situation? Oh, oh, you said that. Lin, who would come to his senses, pointed to his head.

William Greco nodded helplessly and said, "I can't stand the fact that someone is talking in my head all the time, so I took it and exchanged it with a friend." In exchange, it is the main material of my sword. I thought that the tenacity was enough, but I didn't expect it to be less than the real box cut. ”

"Huh." Someone chuckled twice. Strictly speaking, the box cut in his hand can't be compared with his kindred. However, he didn't think about it so much, but comforted this rare drinking friend, saying: "Don't think so much, weapons are not so absolute for a truly strong person." There was such a strong man in my hometown, and he had a grave where he buried his sword, on which was written:

Fierce and fierce, invincible, and the weak crown is used to compete with the heroes of Heshuo. Ziwei soft sword, used before the age of thirty, accidentally injured the righteous is ominous, remorseful, and it is a deep valley of abandonment. The heavy sword has no edge, the great ingenuity is unfair, and it is rampant in the world before the age of forty. After the age of forty, it is not stuck in things, and plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords. Since then, he has been refined, gradually moving to the realm of no sword is better than a sword. ”

This passage is the words left by Dugu in Jin Yong's works. In fact, it took a lot of effort for someone to convey it in the language of the fascination. Still, William Greco was talking to someone about what he didn't understand. The two drunken people just used that paragraph as the basis and played nonsense.

However, when it came to the latter, the sword master was puzzled by the magician's statement, and asked: "Since you said yourself, there are these realms with swords, and it is nothing to only use some divine weapons, then why did you raise the box cut to such a terrifying level." I know that the box cuts will change its appearance and even its power depending on the user's thoughts. But to this extent, it is unheard of. ”

While blowing the freshly scalded wine, Lin said: "There is no contradiction, I am a magician, I can use traps if I can use traps, I can use props when I can use props, I can use outwitted ones, I can do it easily, I will choose to use the simplest way to solve the problem." I don't look for anything on the path of the sword, that's not my direction. ”

Someone snorted haha and said some nonsense that didn't matter to him, giving full play to the mouth running strength that he had honed on the Internet before crossing over. It's not that I can't do these things, it's just that I've been doing them for a long time and I've done too much, so I'm too lazy to continue doing them.

But the Lost Natives, who have no resistance at all, take someone's mouth very seriously. William Greco was silent for a moment before he could ask another question, when a deafening roar rang out from outside!

Even more terrifying than that roar was the sudden burst of breath. It almost turned into substance, oppressing the minds of everyone present, and those who were not strong even fell directly to the ground. The two who were originally drunk were also awakened at this time. After a glance, he hurried to the deck.

I thought it was the backer behind the bandits, or a new enemy. But when I ran out, it was an incredible sight. A towering water elemental giant stood beside the ship, raising its head and roaring, and even shot a pillar of blue-white light into the sky!

And from the source of power, the one who controls this elemental giant is the lich who stands on the deck, poses in the same pose, and shouts to the sky. In fact, the source of the sense of oppression also came from the former Demon King, not the elemental giant.

And after the roar, the face was full of shadows, and the red-eyed lich looked at someone. A mouthful of white teeth was as sharp as a carnivorous animal in the night, and it shone with a dazzling light. In the middle of a winter night, the hot breath from the mouth immediately freezes into a white mist, adding a bit of fear.

Someone who was staring at him shuddered and said recklessly: "What, you want to bite me?" Believe it or not, I cleft you! ”

"The enemies just now were slaughtered by you, and I have nowhere to vent my anger, so don't provoke me." The former Demon King said viciously, and at the same time, the water elemental giant also looked down on the people on the ship. But what should have been a huge threat suddenly became very ambiguous. The contrast is chilling.

Lin looked at the lich whose expression had also become very ambiguous, and his face was flushed. This time he shuddered and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I just said, there is nowhere to vent the evil fire in my belly. Or do you think it's okay if I slaughter all the people on the ship? Fen said with her tongue running over her red lips.

"Actually, I don't mind you going on a killing spree, or I would rather you focus on other people, and I can't stop it anyway. So, do you want me to help you get the machete? Or take the ship's sword? ”

"No more nonsense!" Fen flashed and ran behind him. Carrying the back collar, it flashed again, and disappeared without a trace, despite someone's half-howl. Only the box cut, which was too late to take away, landed alone on the deck. The next moment, the box was gone, as if it had never existed.

And the White Sword Saint, who was originally standing beside someone, can be said to have felt up close what kind of feeling the flashing technique performed by a certain two people brought to other people. But even with his extremely keen senses, he still felt 'nothing'.

William Greco looked with interest at the location where the magician's aura had reappeared, on their original pleasure boat. Such a display of strength made him pay more attention to it, and re-examine what the magician said. Perhaps, that's an interesting goal.