Long Haochen refused categorically without hesitation: "There is no need for this. ”，

Ye Weiyang was stunned for a moment, she rarely met someone who could refuse her. It was no matter how lucky she was to become the chief auctioneer of the Holy Alliance Auction. She is a professional with both spiritual and light attributes. In terms of talent, she thought to herself that even if she became a demon hunter, she would have no problem. And she is full of confidence in her own charm.

"Sorry, you can get started. Ye Weiyang whispered, and at the same time took a step back.

Long Haochen slowly opened the wooden box, and his gaze fell on the heavy scraper. Put both hands into the box at the same time.

Seeing his action, Ye Weiyang's expression on the side was obviously relaxed. Long Haochen's movements looked simple, but they were a kind of respect, respect for a weapon. The respect that only a divine soldier can receive.

The four fingers of his left hand rested under the pointed point, and his thumb pinched the bead to the tip, if it was an ordinary re-engraving, his sting, the action should be to pinch the whole point of the carving, so that it would not be sharp and exposed. The right hand is held in the position of the carving edge, not the carving handle.

This detail looks simple, but it belongs to knights, and only true knights know how to respect a divine soldier like this, so when Ye Weiyang saw Long Haochen do this, she also had a few regrets in her heart.

Could it be that this man can really bring the divine carving back to light? If so...... ，

Thinking of this, Ye Weiyang couldn't help but recall what his grandfather had said.

The one who obtains the god is not necessarily the top powerhouse, but it is more likely that it should be the destined person who belongs to the divine sword. I don't know why, Ye Weiyang's heart was beating so hard at this time, because she had already faintly felt that possibility.

Feng Ling'er, who was holding the wooden box, lifted the wooden box a few points higher when Long Haochen put his hands into it, and she was also very curious to look at the young man in front of her, whether it was his voice or figure.

However, there was only curiosity in her eyes. Compared with her calm and elegant, pure appearance like a little white flower, she actually has a fiery heart. Long Haochen is a young man who is 1.8 meters tall and looks very ordinary, and he doesn't arouse much interest in her, and he is not the type she likes.

On the contrary, Ye Weiyang, who looks charming and moving, has a very mature charm, but she is a very conservative girl in her bones.

This is the so-called "no one should be disfigured".

As for Ye Weiyang and Feng Ling'er's observations, Long Haochen seemed to have never felt them, and his gaze fell directly on the divine carving in front of him.

When Long Haochen felt the aura emanating from the wooden box the moment it was opened, his mind was already completely attracted by this divine weapon. His feelings were much stronger than the others, and he could even feel a lot of changes in Excalibur.

This Excalibur is not just sealed, in a sense, it is dead.

How can a weapon die? When a true divine weapon loses its soul, it dies.

Long Haochen could be completely sure that the divine sword in front of him once had its own carved spirit.

The Engraved Spirit is a type of Artifact Spirit, what does it mean to have a Artifact Spirit? It means that this weapon and equipment is at least a powerful existence at the level of Epic or above.

In other words, the divine scraper in front of Long Haochen was at least an epic piece of equipment a long time ago!

At this time, it had already lost its soul, but it was precisely because of this that Long Haochen respected it even more.

He could guess that when the owner of this divine scraping died, the spirit sealed the carved body, and then it abandoned its own body, leaving only this body in the world, and the scraping spirit itself followed its master.

can make the carved spirit be buried, you can imagine what kind of existence its owner was back then. How can such a person and such a scraper not be respected?

Long Haochen's heart was not calm at this time, and his movements were very slow, for fear of desecrating this divine carving. He came out not to obtain the inscription, but to help it break the seal. Just as Ye Weiyang said, the Excalibur should not be covered with dust, it should be bright again!

This black heavy sword slowly left the wooden box under the support of Long Haochen's hands. Long Haochen's gaze was always fixed on the carving, he didn't inject spiritual power into it, but just watched quietly. His gaze was calm and sad. Even if there was a mask blocking it, Ye Weiyang on the side could feel the emotions emanating from Long Haochen's body. His clear golden eyes were unstoppable by the mask.

Looking at the look in his eyes, Ye Weiyang even felt that his emotions were in line with the desolation emanating from the Excalibur

Ye Weiyang's heartbeat quickened. Before Long Haochen appeared, after everyone saw the god scraping, almost all of them couldn't wait to inject spiritual power into it, as if they wanted to conquer it, or forcibly open the seal. However, they all failed. At this time, Long Haochen didn't do this, he actually seemed to be communicating with the divine sword.

Feng Ling'er put away the wooden box and stood aside, and the curiosity in her eyes became even stronger. peeking at Ye Weiyang, I saw that she was looking at the man in front of her with a dull gaze, and her eyes were not instantaneous.

Time seemed to stand still, and the bidders who had regained their visual abilities also sat back in their seats and looked at Long Haochen quietly. They were all curious if this person would be able to unlock the seal of Excalibur. The light attribute path just now really scared a lot of people. And the more people who understand the light attribute, the more shocked they are at the explosion just now.

"Yating. Long Haochen called softly.

An even more shocking scene appeared, with a flash of golden light, a golden figure had suddenly appeared in front of Long Haochen, although the six wings behind Yating converged at this time, but her sudden appearance, as well as the rich golden light and beauty emanating from her whole body, had a taste that shocked the audience. Even Ye Weiyang and Feng Ling'er were disgraced by the soft and pure light element on her body.

Long Haochen cherished and handed the heavy scrape in his hand to Yating.

Yating could feel Hua's intentions, and hurriedly reached out to take it, and took it according to Long Haochen's previous actions.

"This, this is ............" Ye Weiyang suddenly covered her mouth, with the perseverance of her heart, "I couldn't suppress the shock in my heart.

Yating is facing Long Haochen, that is, facing the audience. Therefore, the only people who can see her back are Ye Weiyang and Feng Ling'er. They clearly saw the six wings converging behind Yating. I can most directly feel the pure well light teeth and plain on her body.

Could this be the Light Elemental Elf? The shock of the night is beyond measure. She is extremely knowledgeable and knows a lot about light elemental spirits. However, in her cognition, she had never heard of the appearance of the light elemental elves that could evolve to be similar to real people!

Yating took the re-engraving, and the moment the heavy scrape fell into her hand, there was a slight buzzing sound on the blade. The sound of the sun was not loud, and the more Nian Qing roared like a dragon, echoing in the entire auction hall.

Yating was also stunned, because she clearly felt that after holding this heavy sword, she actually felt cordial. The heavy sword even seemed to be somewhat dependent on her.

Long Haochen took a step back, clenched his right hand into a fist, slammed it on his chest, and performed a standard knightly salute towards the heavy scraping in Yating's hand.

God should not be dusted, I can feel your sorrow and pain. However, the past is still in the past. If your master is still alive, then he will never want to see your sword spirit go with him, and your brilliance will continue to be obscured. ”，

From the day you have spirituality, you should be in the hands of knights, use your edge to cut through thorns, eradicate evil, and fight for justice. Fight to protect all who need to be protected. ”，

Thy light will return to the world, and thy edge will surely make the enemy fearful. Come back, Divine Moment of the Gone, let your splendor shine on the earth again, and let the power of light sweep away all darkness. Perhaps, I am not worthy to be your master, but I would like to wake you up and let you find the most suitable master for you. ”

Long Haochen's words were more and more intense, and they were full of slaughter and pride. In his young voice, there was a sonorous sound of iron and blood. The faint smell of blood and the thick pride were all displayed in these simple words.

Yating knelt down on one knee and held up the heavy sword in her hand in front of Long Haochen, this time, Long Haochen did not take it with both hands, but stretched out his right hand and held the handle of this heavy sword powerfully.

Yihe's indescribable temperament appeared on Long Haochen's body, and the heavy sword in his hand was suddenly raised above his head, and then, he could see the dazzling incandescent color burst out from his hand, instantly injecting into the heavy sword.

A bright aura that was even richer and clearer than the one he had exuded before suddenly burst out like a parallel eruption. Only Feng Ling'er and Ye Weiyang, who were close by, could see that under the mask on Long Haochen's face, on his forehead, there was a thick golden light shining, which was faintly recognizable, and it seemed to be nine light lines.

The swarthy scrape hummed violently under the blinding white light. Yating, who was just in front of Long Haochen, suddenly moved, and at the same time that the six wings behind her instantly opened, her body shrank rapidly, and in an instant, it had become only a foot high, suspended behind Long Haochen, and the low incantation chanted softly, and circles of soft golden ripples fell on Long Haochen's body, making the dazzling incandescent color on his body even stronger.

"In the name of the goddess of light, break it, the dusty brand. Long Haochen's high-pitched voice sounded again. (To be continued.)