The Demon Sword did not panic at all.

No one in this world could refuse a top-level artifact like it, and he believed that someone as smart as Lin Anran would definitely leave it behind.

And the war with the demons is about to begin, and with it, the odds of winning will be a few points higher.

But how could Lin Anran care about this?

She is not worried about fighting the demon king at all now, and even has the confidence to destroy the demon clan in one fell swoop.

Si Punishment came over, glanced at the Demon Sword, and said to Lin Anran: "I'm afraid that our fire can't melt it, so we have to invite your second master to come." ”

According to his observations, the flames, temperature, and potential of the Fire Emperor are all different from normal fire, and they are definitely in the top ten on the fire list.

The top ten different fires, if they can't melt weapons, it's really funny.

Lin Anran sent a message to the Fire Emperor to come over, but the Demon Sword still didn't panic.

It was confident that no human could resist its charm and scare him, and it was not afraid.

It's ridiculous.

I'm afraid that this sword doesn't know what it is, once betrayed, it will never be hired.

It just so happens that Lin Anran is the person who has an emotional cleanliness fetish, although the Demon Sword betrayed her for the sake of Long Ao's genius, but for her, no matter who it is, betrayal is betrayal.

"If you leave now, there may be a glimmer of life."

Lin Anran looked at the demon with a smile, but knew that as soon as she said this, it was even more impossible for the demon to leave.

It felt that Lin Anran was just scaring it, wanting it to compromise, and then put forward more demands.

It has seen a lot of this girl's routine, how can it be fooled, and when it comes, it will let these people beg it to stay!

After the Fire Emperor received the summons, he came over quickly, looking at this big black sword and frowning, this sword, he had seen it.

"What's wrong? What do I need to do? ”

Lin Anran weakly pointed at the Demon Sword and "cried" to the Fire Emperor: "Master, this sword thief is bad, I said in the Lower Cultivation Immortal Realm that it could protect me, but I was dying It said that it was powerless, and then it almost killed my father's remnant soul, you help me melt me." ”

It turned out to be this one, no wonder he felt eyes.

Look at Lin Anran again, a miserable and miserable "crying" person, he can't even see a little tear in his eyes.

This scene, he took it.

After all, the Demon Sword is a divine sword, and it is not easy to let it stand there obediently and be melted.

Lin Anran cooperated with the Fire Emperor, making the Demon Sword even more convinced that they definitely didn't want it to go, but deliberately wanted to hold it and make it sign a contract obediently.

Oh, it's really cunning.

Under the persuasion of the Fire Emperor, Lin Anran suddenly pushed him away and quickly drew a ban in the air.

"If you don't want to help me, forget it, then I will seal it and throw it in the corner, and it will be out of sight."

The Demon Sword is still unmoved, so it will scare and scare it with the seal, and it is only a matter of time before the seal is unlocked.

Besides, the big war is imminent, and when the time comes, Lin Anran will honestly solve it and beg it to come out of the mountain.

"Humph!"

Lin Anran snorted lightly, and skillfully sealed the Demon Sword layer after layer.

The last forbidden seal was struck, and the Demon Sword instantly lost all luster and turned into a rusty broken sword.

"It's really conceited." The punishment sighed.

Lin Anran shrugged, "After all, there were not enough people before, so don't you need such a sword with a bright surface." ”

"Then just melt here?"

A purple flame gathered in the Fire Emperor's hand.

"Wait!" Lin Anran hurriedly stopped and took out Mianmian, "Although it is more convenient to use claws, I still think it is easier to use a sword, the casting material of this Demon Sword must be good, can I give its material to my Mianmian?" ”

Mianmian is just a spirit sword in the end, although it is docile and obedient, but Lin Anran has not used it for a long time.

It turned out that she had to melt the Demon Sword was this idea, and the punishment couldn't help but nodded, and learned again, such a habit of picking wool really can't be developed overnight.

From today onwards, Si Yan has developed the habit of considering whether he has wool on his body first, no matter who he looks at.

"Yes, yes, but even if it is cast from the same material, the power will definitely be halved." The Punishment lowered her expectations.

Lin Anran thought for a while and took out a storage space bag, "Brother, this is what I got from my father, can you see if you can use it?" ”

"Okay."

Sure enough, wool is the highest state of wealth.

When the priest opened the space bag, he saw that it was full of some rare refining materials, and they were piled up in the cheap space bag for such a priceless amount.

Because it's a stuff that you brought in, you don't need to treat it well, do you?

He picked out a few pieces and returned the space bag to Lin Anran, "Keep them away, these things are precious, my uncle must have collected them for you." ”

Can you calm her down? The previous retreat made her sad for a long time, and Long Aotian only had one daughter, what could she not inherit?

When the materials were ready, Lin Anran stroked the sword body, "Baby, you have to be competitive." ”

Mian meekly made a "buzzing" sound, and Lin Anran handed it over to the judge.

"Let's begin, Master."

The Fire Emperor approached the Demon Sword, the flames in his hand kept forging it, and the spirit of the Demon Sword let out a wail in the sword body, but because of the seal, no sound could be heard.

As time passed, the sturdy blade of the Demon Sword finally began to melt, and drops of crimson liquid flowed down the tip of the sword into the container prepared by the Punishment.

Until the crimson liquid runs out, there is a blue-black liquid underneath, and the blue-black liquid flows very slowly, falling little by little.

Lin Anran just watched quietly, watching this stupid sword that had made her so angry melt.

"Demon Sword, Demon Sword, you have been born for I don't know how many years, but why are you still so self-aware? Who can't turn this world without it? You think very highly of yourself. ”

She was full of mockery, "Do you think my father doesn't know your Mu Qiang's heart? My dad knows me better, he knows that I can't use you anymore, so he lets you come to me, and what you do to me is to provide materials for my Mianmian, that's all. ”

The Demon Sword was very unwilling, obviously in Long Aotian's era, it was the supreme sword sought after by everyone, and Long Aotian was chosen because he was strong enough.

How many years have passed, and it has gone from being sought after by everyone to being so disgusted with dogs?

In its last moments before its sanity dissipated, the Demon Sword regretted not falling, and all it did was hope to restore its former glory.

Why is it falling like this?

Lin Anran collected all the materials and happily handed them over to the priest, "Brother, it's up to you." ”

She had one more important thing to do.

In the past two days, I was scared by the cold of the website, so I have to clean up my mood and send 4000 today

(End of chapter)