"Here. Rice. Cold Sky, here! ”

As soon as Leng Kong walked into the cafeteria, he saw Dusty waving at him on tiptoe, looking a little excited, and almost shouted out the unbearable title that he had circulated in the navy.

Before he could get to his place, Dusty pouted again and complained:

"It's not that if you come to the cafeteria, you must be there, why did you appear so late today?"

"I've been waiting all afternoon before you come?"

"No, when did we become so acquainted?"

Leng Kong pulled out a chair and sat down, a little confused about the speed of the woman's familiarization.

"Don't worry about the details."

Dusty pressed her upper body excitedly, and her glasses seemed to glow.

"Bell"

"See what this is?"

Then he held up a pamphlet to the cold sky like a treasure.

"Found the iron rod information?"

Cold empty eyes swept over, the booklet was yellowed, and the pages inside were also a little damaged, it looked like it should be some years.

Looking at Dusty's excited expression, thinking of the big iron rod still inserted in Smoker's room, Leng Kong felt that the other party should have found the corresponding information.

Because apart from the big iron rod, he has no other intersection with this woman.

"What iron rod?"

Dusty roared: "The name of the sword is Ghost Devouring, and it is the strongest demon soldier created by Sasaki, a master craftsman 300 years ago, with all his life's strength!" ”

Of course, she is not usually like this, and she will not be eager to run to the cafeteria and wait for someone she has only met once.

But now it's different, I found out the origin of the lost famous knife, and I was excited and urgently needed to share it with others.

It's as if a mathematician solves the world's problems, and a musician makes a classic score!

As a knife addict, the sense of accomplishment of being able to find out the information of famous knives that has not been revealed to the world is incomprehensible to others.

Ghost devouring?

Hearing this name, the corners of Leng Kong's eyebrows jumped slightly, how did he feel that the several worlds he traveled through had a fanatical worship of "ghosts"?

If you are a little more powerful, you like to name it with "ghost".

Ghost brain, ghost eyes, ghost back, ghost body, ghost and god strike, plus ghost devouring, I have all made up a set of ghosts and gods

"Sasaki?"

Throwing his thoughts away, he looked at Dusty in the cold sky, "Is he famous?" ”

"It's just not famous, it makes sense!"

Dusty lifted his glasses and said excitedly: "Dig out the master who disappeared into history before he became famous, and the sense of accomplishment is super strong!" ”

"Oh"

Leng Kong's expression was flat, "You get excited yourself first, I'll go get some food." ”

"Huh?"

"This is your knife!"

Leng Kong's non-cooperation made my sister-in-law's cool cheeks bulge: "When you hear such big news, can't you react a little?" ”

"Hiss headquarters is atmosphere!"

But Leng Kong looked at the mountains of sumptuous food at the pick-up area, and he couldn't hear what Dusty was saying at all.

I saw that the chef was piling up a mountain of food with a super plate the size of half a basketball court, and several giant employees were sending it out one by one.

If it weren't for the high ceilings of the headquarters building, which were replaced by ordinary standard houses, the food would have to be pestled to the roof.

Looking at the navy who kept coming to pick up food, the cold air aimed at a plate that had just been sent out and was still steaming, and directly held up the whole plate.

The plate was too big for the table to fit, so he simply ran to the open space next to it reserved for the giants to eat, and began to enjoy the food.

"I said, carry so much, are you done eating?"

Dusty, who chased after him with small steps, saw the super Roshan in front of him that was enough for two or three hundred people to eat, and his eyes widened.

"It's okay, you can have a five-point full!"

Leng Kong swallowed a piece of super-large fish weighing five catties in one gulp, and his mouth bulged horizontally as big as two heads.

"Fifty-five full?"

"Goo."

Looking at the murderous eating appearance of the cold sky, Dusty swallowed his saliva in shock.

Although from the rumors, she also knew that Leng Kong had a big appetite, but she never expected it to be so terrifying!

But. Can living creatures really eat food dozens of times their own volume?

Impossible, right?

"Gollum.!"

But in the next second, Leng Kong proved that her imagination was still too low, the Adam's apple slid up and down, and the huge fish block disappeared directly.

"Well, you go on, leave me alone!"

Then he opened his bow left and right, lifted a cow's thigh and gnawed it violently.

"Okay!"

Come on, excitement can't help but share, Dusty suppressed the shock and continued,

"The ultimate goal of every knife smith is to create a peerless sword!"

"The same is true of Masaki Sasaki, who, after mastering his sword-forging skills, travels around the world in search of suitable materials."

"Finally, in a remote town, I finally found a huge extraterrestrial meteorite the size of a house."

"In order to create a peerless weapon that can be passed down to the world, Grandmaster Sasaki has settled in the town since then."

Dusty carefully flipped through the booklet and told the above deeds,

"Then it took another three years to break through the hard shell of the meteorite and dig up the super meteorite hidden deep in the center."

"But this meteorite iron is extremely dense and hard, just to remove impurities and refine materials, it took him ten years, and then it took another ten years to beat the sword!"

"Meteorite is too hard!"

"20 years of brilliance, but only roughly tempered a rough sword shape. Takeshi Sasaki finally realized that it was impossible to cast it in ordinary ways. ”

"But it's impossible for him to give up, because he's already put too much time and too much energy into it."

"How many 20 decades of life can be wasted?"

"So, he fell into the devil!"

"Slaughter the entire town for a blood sacrifice!"

"He wants to use blood, people, and the essence of the life of all living beings to smelt this piece of extraterrestrial meteoric iron, and then use his soul to endow it with spirituality."

"As long as he can succeed, he will not hesitate to forge a demon soldier that is more demonic than a demon knife!"

"Hiccup"

Just as Dusty was immersed in the historical story, the cold sky suddenly let out a long hiccup.

"No, what are you doing again?"

Xiaogu Liang suddenly felt that the emotions she had finally brewed were interrupted.

"The sauce is so fragrant that I can't help but burp."

Leng Kong shrugged, his expression not a little ashamed.

"By the way, isn't this big iron rod a little harder?"

"You're almost a myth."

"Don't be unconvinced, the blood sacrifice is real!"

Seeing Leng Kong questioning himself, Dusty was anxious, angrily raised his little finger wrapped in a band-aid, and said excitedly,

"After reading the information, I tested it as soon as possible, and it really absorbed my blood!"

Cold Sky: "Yes, yes. I'll feed it some blood when I get back. ”

"Still don't."

"This knife is so ominous."

"According to records, Takeshi Sasaki died suddenly after the blood sacrifice in the town, and several strong men used it as a weapon later, but all of them died without exception."

"It's okay, I'm very hard!"

"It doesn't matter if the knife is not a knife, the key is that only this big iron rod can withstand my strength."

"That's all there is to it!"

The body has recovered, and Leng Kong didn't plan to wear a sword, but hearing what Dusty said was so mysterious, it aroused his curiosity again.

Because only the mysterious transcendence can break through the defense of the bald demon king.

"Then wait and I'll come with you."

Dusty, waving his little fist hard.

"Let's have a bite to eat?"

"No, watching you eat, I'm full."

"!"

Leng Kong also wanted to see how strange the iron rod was, and the dry rice soul was possessed, and the eating speed accelerated again.

Then, with a speed beyond Dusty's imagination, he quickly eliminated Roshan.

"Let's go!"

After drinking the last sip of soup, he wiped the oil stains on the corner of his mouth in the cold air, and stood up satisfied.