Mu Fan's gaze flashed with anticipation, Ziluo's mouth suddenly and slowly opened, and a thin pen shot out of his mouth, and then gradually became larger, and after increasing to a certain length, it stopped.

At this time, the body shape of the whole pen is revealed, the tip is thick and slightly wide, there is a trace of dense and loose white feathers at the neck of the pen tip, the pen column is straight and thin, the appearance is quite rough, the rusty iron scales, the gloomy green color, the whole is like a mushroom, it can be seen, it is really inconspicuous.

Looking at the slightly long rusty iron scale pen, Mu Fan couldn't cry or laugh, thinking that it was some kind of cool weapon, who knew that such an ugly body, compared to the bladed sword, it was simply a toad and a peacock.

"Ah, the eyes didn't lie to me, did they, why do you look like such a bear?" Mu Fan said disdainfully.

Ziluo was an unfathomable and mysterious person in his heart, how could he have an ordinary weapon that was not decently ugly? Not to mention showing it off, this was extremely incomprehensible to her habit.

"yes, it's ugly, what's the matter, don't you like it?"

Looking at the rusty mushroom pen, there was nothing bright to see, ordinary to the extreme, and the corners of Mu Fan's mouth showed a touch of discrimination.

"Sister Ziluo, this... It's too ugly, can you have a decent one, it's ugly, but I don't see anything powerful."

"Heh, it's good to be ugly, so that others look down on it and avoid being targeted, isn't it better?"

Usually her sneaky language made Mu Fan understand that it might not be as simple as it seems, and said: "How can I say this, could it be that there is something hidden in this mushroom pen."

"There's nothing peculiar, but it's hard, it's quite hard and heavy."

"That's all?"

"So far, but as you get stronger and stronger, you'll find out what's so wonderful about it."

"Then now this mushroom pen doesn't have combat effectiveness yet, and it's useless, why don't you take it back first, and then use it when I get stronger?"

"It's stupid, you don't need time to hone it, how can you tap into your potential"

"Can I still use this blade, then?"

In Mu Fan's eyes, the blade sword was much stronger than the mushroom pen, and he now needed to have a lethal blade.

"You might as well try, use your sword to cut at the mushroom pen, and if the former keeps on two paragraphs, I will allow you"

Zi Luo used this way to verify the strength and weakness between the two, allowing Mu Fan to see with his own eyes how hard the ugly-looking mushroom pen was.

Mu Fan was also trying to test whether what Ziluo said was true, and said seriously: "You are right, don't regret it."

"I don't believe it, I can break this sword in half, I... Eat... ...", as he spoke, he slashed with his sword without hesitation.

"Bell!"

It hasn't completely collided, just a moment of contact, the sword body was directly broken in half and flew over, and the lower half was held by Mu Fan, obviously it can be seen that the blade has been broken in half.

Looking at the sword with the broken arm in his hand, he was dumbfounded, he knew his strength very well, and he hadn't completely exerted his strength, so he was cut in half.

Ziluo teased and laughed, and said, "Haha, now believe it, by the way, what did you say you wanted to eat?"

Mu Fan slowed back, waved his hand, threw the remaining half of the bladed sword to the other side, thought of the last three words just now, touched the back of his head in embarrassment, saved face, and said, "Hehe, Sister Ziluo, I... I'm talking nonsense, my mouth is a little cheap."

"Now believe it, do you still dislike it for being ugly?"

"It's a little, but it's not important anymore, besides, it can make up for its ugliness," Mu Fan said with a smile.

A playful laugh said: "Haha, aren't you optimistic about it? Why did it change so quickly, is it because you like its toughness?"

"Cut, aren't you knowingly asking? It's not aggressive, but if it's used as a defense, it's suitable."

"Yes, your little companion has a little understanding, this pen belongs to you, and from now on, it will become your only weapon"

Qingsu's tone was full of generosity and decency, she had long wanted to give this pen to Mu Fan, but she had been asleep for a long time and couldn't take it out.

Mu Fan was not a little hypocritical, he simply reached out and grabbed the pen neatly, touching that breath, and the first touch he felt was this roughness.

The palm of his hand landed on it, and when he was about to hold it, his pupils suddenly narrowed, revealing an expression of surprise that seemed to be beyond the scope of his common sense.

Before he tried it, he didn't feel very heavy by looking at the overall appearance, thinking that he could easily pick it up, but after he tried it himself, he didn't expect it to be so heavy.

Knowing the weight, Mu Fan's hands clenched the handle of the pen, his toes clenched the ground, looking at this posture, he really had to move with all his strength now.

"Ugh!"

With a strong exertion, his throat made a muffled sound, and he exerted it vigorously, and the heavy pen moved a little, and this force was used for eight points, which was considered to have reached the limit of all Mu Fan's strength.

No matter how hard he exerted his strength and how he tossed, he didn't let the heavyweight pen increase again, biting his lip, he still didn't give up, and he didn't stop burying his strength.

After a lot of hard work, his face was light red, and a drop of sweat was squeezed out of his forehead, and after exerting a lot of strength, his whole body trembled slightly.

"Damn, what kind of material is this thing made of, it's so heavy," Mu Fan gasped.

said rude words, but there was laughter in his body, looking at Ziluo laughing, Mu Fan wondered: "It makes me sweat, and you can still laugh, it's really a bad friend."

"Hee-hee, you little body still want to conquer it, dream of nothing"

In order to practice his physique in Bihu Pond before, he collapsed his body and was so tired that he died, but now he said that he was a little speechless.

"You can talk big during the day, but ordinary people can't pick it up, let alone me"

"Why are you so stupid, your own strength is not enough, and you are still working so hard to the death, isn't this a wasted effort?" Zi Luo said.

"Hmph, knowing that I can't use it with my strength, why did you give it to me, isn't it a contradiction?" looked at the heavy pen and said, "I ask you, such a heavy weapon, let alone driving, even all my strength can't hold it"

"What's the matter, my brain is just rigid, it's really hard to tell you, can't I think of other ways to increase my strength again?"

"There's nothing here to train the body with the help of foreign objects, so I'm talking nonsense."

"What do you say?"

can make Mu Fan's physique stronger again, for Ziluo, it is simply a problem, as light as a feather.

Mu Fan rolled his eyes, exhaled a pout, and said a little impatiently: "How do I know, if there is, just say it directly, why do you keep sneaking around, is it fun?"

"There is such a famous big man here, but he doesn't ask, but he works hard, then you can only let it be"

I know Mu Fan's physique and strength very well, and I can't move it with my current strength, so Ziluo took it out and gave it to Mu Fan, and he must have his own way to build his physique.

", don't you know how to say it, I have spent so much effort to convince you"

"My little companion, you have to be mentally prepared for the worst, this time you are practicing your physique with real guns, and you have practiced your physique in Bihu Pond before, compared to this time, it is simply a small thing."

"Okay, let me show you what true despair is!"

A serious voice sounded from within him, Mu Fan felt that he was about to play with his life, and he was about to make the decision to give up, but it was too late......