It turned out that before Jin Shuya popped up, she performed a small-scale swastika chop, and the roasted chicken was minced into meat foam, which was ingested into her abdomen.

Her hair hung down on the edge of the table, touching the bottom of it, and she felt a broken sword faintly emanating spirituality, stronger than thunderous fury.

The hair was windless and automatic, rolled up the broken sword, and placed it on the table, Jin Shuya looked at it carefully, but saw that the broken sword was engraved with the word Zhanxue, the whole body was like jade, and the snowflakes were embossed on the sword body, and the hilt of the sword emitted blue light, which was sapphire blue.

The fracture is flush, there is no obvious deformation, there are no obvious cracks, it is clear that it broke when it came into contact with some extremely hard substance.

Jin Shuya was suddenly shocked, but when she saw that her mana was leaking, she merged into the Zhan Xue Sword one by one, and the body of this sword emitted a white light, and the light became more and more intense, illuminating the secret room transparently.

Everyone seemed to be in the ice and snow plain, and the dazzling light scorched people's eyes, and even if they closed their eyes, everyone couldn't stop choking tears.

When the snowflakes embossed on the sword floated up, the roof suddenly sounded the sound of magazines popping up and bullets loading, and the snowflakes flew upwards uncharacteristically, and when they flew somewhere on the roof, the snowflakes turned into points of light and flew into something.

It's so fast, it's like in the blink of an eye.

"What sound?" everyone heard a slight sound of shooting, and Qi Qi squinted his eyes slightly, looking up, but found nothing.

"Maybe it's some kind of defensive magic array!" Jin Shuya pretended to be profound, and when the white light melted away, she raised her eyes to look up, but she didn't notice anything abnormal.

When the white light disappeared, Paul opened his eyes, carefully looked at the Zhan Xue Sword, and was shocked in his heart, this broken sword was so powerful, the light emitted by it was unbearable, why did he use it to break the door when he broke the door, but it couldn't break the door, and broke into two petals?

Looking back at the door, but seeing that the door was old and dark, I don't know what kind of wood it was made of, I used to cut it with this sword, but I didn't leave any shallow marks on it, I once secretly shouted that it was a pity, the tip of the knife was broken, and the knife was useless.

Sometimes in his dreams, he always thinks of the broken knife, but he can't remember to put it away.

And how did this white light dissolve, why did I hear the sound of the magazine ejecting and the bullet loading?

Jin Shuya smiled softly, secretly happy, this is really a good sword! It's a pity that it's broken, otherwise, it would be even more powerful.

She asked, "How many bottles of fish scale beads does this sword sell?"

In a trance, when Paul heard the words in the bottle, his heart couldn't help but tremble, his whole body couldn't help trembling, and his hands trembled like chaff.

He calmed down and stammered, "How many fish scale beads are in a bottle?"

Jin Shuya said: "Twelve!"

"It's just a broken sword, five bottles, no, three bottles of fish scale beads are enough to buy it!"

Paul looked at the snow sword reluctantly, the holy snowflakes were crystal clear, and the blue hilt was as beautiful as a jewel, but why was he so impulsive in the first place, and destroyed the sword like that?

"Five bottles, the price is a bit inflated, but it's acceptable. Jin Shuya subconsciously took out five bottles of fish scale beads from the fish bag and handed them to Paul.

Paul took the five bottles of fish scale beads, and after being stunned for a moment, he turned around to look around, but saw that Jin Shuya was constantly checking the swords on the shelves, even the sword barrels were carefully examined.

When there is no gain, the heart is cold, why is it so difficult to find high-level magic weapons?

She turned around a little dejectedly, put most of the wine and meat into the fish and shell bag, turned her head to look around, and sighed, ready to leave the place.

Paul suddenly knelt on the ground and slid on, hugged Jin Shuya and didn't let go, and begged bitterly: "Goddess Fairy, save my family and eldest brother, I am willing to serve you more roast chicken!"

Paul often goes in and out of the kitchen, gets acquainted with the chefs, and has a little experience with braised chicken, although it is not as good as the chef's skills.

"Wishful thinking!" Jin Shuya's face turned cold and looked at Paul coldly.

Paul tried his best to stabilize the impulse in his heart, and he secretly thought: "I really don't know the true face of Lushan! A great opportunity is once again given away! This time I have to turn the secret room upside down, and of course I have to take my family and Zhuang Xinyan away first." ”

He smiled astringently, snorted and said with tears: "Goddess Immortal, you can do well, save people to the end, I will start today, I will not worship heaven and earth, do not worship high halls, only worship you!"

Jin Shuya let out a sneering laugh and said helplessly: "Teach people to fish!"

Beta picked up a sheathed sword, raised it flat on her shoulders, knelt on the ground, and said reverently: "I would like to worship you as a teacher, please take my knees!"

Zhuang Xinyan thought of the five bottles of fish scale beads, his heart was overjoyed, he secretly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and said with a smile: "I am willing to overcome obstacles for you, and I also have some secrets that you don't know!"

"Okay, I agreed! This little chef will stay at Yao Ji Roast Chicken Shop first and make roast chicken, you all go with me!" Jin Shuya smiled softly and pointed to the door, Paul unlocked and pushed the door open, and several people walked out of the kitchen.

Paul closed the door, stood by the pot, poured the rest of the pot into the canal, added new water, put the pot on the top, made a fire, and waited for the water to boil.

At this time, he walked out of the kitchen, and saw that everyone had climbed onto the roof, so he waved goodbye to them, and when he saw them leave, he forced out tears on his face, and shouted loudly: "Cherish, goodbye, mother, Beta, Cherish, Brother Zhuang! Cherish, goddess!"

When Paul saw the crowd depart, he remained where he was, pondering the strange things in the secret room, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he realized something.

After a lot of hard work, I finally persuaded everyone to leave, and then I could carefully rummage through them and look for things like magic weapons.

Paul walked back to the secret room, closed the door, and locked it.

He took out the Evergreen Order from the bottom of the sword barrel, which he had traded with what seemed to be a northeasterner, using a mask.

Paul had already noticed a soft brocade at the bottom of the barrel, so he hid it at the bottom of the barrel.

This time, he decided to take a closer look at anything, including this brocade.

He pulled the brocade out of the barrel and shook it open, and found that it was a yellow brocade, very similar to human skin, and even the texture was unusually clear.

Paul put on this splendid horse, and immediately felt like he was wearing new skin, and after fastening the splendid cloak, he walked directly to the shelf where the pistol was placed.

There is no magic weapon in the sword, you can only find it in the pistol!

The more Paul searched, the more messy his thoughts became, and it took no effort for others to get them, and after searching hard for a long time, he found that these guns were normal.

He couldn't help but be a little suspicious of life, could it be that my destiny is to give away the opportunity?!

He's not reconciled!

The rooftops haven't been searched yet!

He remembered that the sound came from when something fell from above, and what could resist the Zhan Xue Sword was definitely not ordinary.

He threw out the rope, passed through the beams, grabbed the ropes, and climbed towards the beams.

............

After a long struggle, he finally climbed onto the beams of the house, and carefully examined every place, and there was nothing strange about it.

Could it be that the sound came from the beams?

Paul was suddenly disorganized and irritable, and he said angrily, "Thief, play with me!" With that, he kicked around on the beam, wanting to break it.

............

After he vented, the whole person was so tired that he collapsed on the beam, like a dead dog.

............

When he woke up, he looked embarrassed, but fortunately there was no one to watch, otherwise he would have been so ashamed that he wouldn't have time to get into the cracks.

He looked up at the roof, wanting to cry but couldn't.

Hey!

There is a dark grid on the roof!

The dark lattice is the same color as the roof, and there are almost no gaps, which can only be detected by close inspection.

Paul straightened up and tapped lightly for a moment, making a beeping sound.

He tapped left and right, and the darkness did not respond except to make a sound.

He was speechless!

I can't do anything about it, even if there is something in it, I can't get it, I can only watch it and stare at it.

In desperation, Paul climbed down the rope, stroked his trembling body, and said with a wry smile: "Do I have hypertremor?!"

He walked to the door, looked at it, and thought to himself, how could I tear it down?

After looking at it for a long time, he had nowhere to start, sighed, sat down on the ground, leaned against the door, looked around, and found that he couldn't find the dark grid below.

He pulled himself together and tapped every brick, hoping to open the dark grid.

"Bang Bang!"

There was a sound of raindrops, and Paul looked at the sunken wall tiles, and then looked up again, and saw that part of the dark grid was exposed, and the rest was embedded in the roof.

Paul watched all this with a shocked face, it turned out that there was still a treasure hidden in the secret room, which was amazing.

He climbed up the beam again, carefully observing the things in the dark compartment, but seeing that it was placed vertically, with the magazine facing downwards and the muzzle of the gun facing to the right, could it be that the brilliance of the disc, the snowflakes and the white light of the Zhan Xue Sword were all absorbed by it?

Paul took out the contents of the dark grid, put them in his bosom, and climbed down the rope.

He sat down on the table and looked at the tarpaulin-wrapped thing, which was obvious to the touch of a gun, and when he opened it, a gun appeared in front of him.

"You guessed it!"

But seeing that there were fine holes in the gun magazine, and the gun body was engraved with small characters, Zhong Shenxiu, he tried to pull the trigger, but there was no response at all, he tried to take out the magazine, but he couldn't take it out at all.

This gun is mostly useless!

But when he remembered that scene, he would never be so conclusive again!

There's definitely something magical about this gun, it's just not figured out yet!

He took off his clothes, lay down on the table, thought about various possibilities, and decided to ignore the gun for now, he touched the cloak on his body, felt that it was as elastic as his skin, and couldn't help but shake his head, what a strange leather product, how nice it would be if it could be his own skin!

He remembered that Zhuang Xinyan cut three inches below his navel, integrated the three medicinal stones of Fish Scale Bead, Chunyu Pill, and Haoying Powder into his flesh and blood, and cultivated the "Sanhe Sutra" to open his mind.

He learned it in a good way, cutting open one wound after another with a knife, and trying to stuff the cloak into his skin, so that the blood seeped into it so that it would not spill out, which was really strange!

The blood on the cloak was all melted into it, without the slightest spillage.

Sure enough, the cloak can absorb blood!

But after seeing that the cloak absorbed enough blood, it quietly squirmed and melted into the skin little by little, and even the texture was very consistent with the skin.

............

After about half an hour, the cloak has completely integrated into the skin, and the color of the new skin is exactly the same as the original, the texture is not bad at all, and even the fine lines on the palm of the hand are perfectly fitted.

Paul put the gun in his heart, the muzzle of the gun pointed upwards, and he thought about it, and he realized that he knew only about the appearance of this secret room, and he had no idea of the past and origin of this secret room, let alone why it was arranged in such a way!

In thinking, he fell asleep groggily, and in his sleep, he became a sword immortal and traveled all over the mountains and rivers in one day.

............

The spear emitted pale white particles that melted into Paul's skin, and little by little the black symbol slowly floated, along the meridians of his forehead, and drilled into his mind.

These black symbols continue to surge and combine, forming a nine-ding duel.

And in his sleep, he stroked the gun and said with a smile: "This gun is embossed to create Zhong Shenxiu, since this is the case, let's call you Ah Zhong!"