Shen Yin Wang Zuo

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Dragon Hao refused categorically without hesitation: "That is not necessary. ”

At night, she stood still and rarely met anyone who could refuse her. She was never lucky to be the chief auctioneer at the Alliance Grand Auction House. She herself is a professional with dual spiritual and light attributes. In terms of talent, she asked herself that even if she became a hunter, she would have no problem. And she has great confidence in her charm.

“Sorry, you can start now.” The night didn't go low, but also took a step back.

Dragon Hao slowly opened the wooden box and his eyes fell on the heavy sword. Simultaneously penetrate the box with both hands.

Seeing him in this motion, the idyllic color of the night beside him clearly relaxed a few points. Dragon Hao Chen's movements seem simple, but they are a kind of respect, a respect for a weapon. Only the Divine Soldier can be respected.

His left hand four fingers under the tip of the sword, his thumb holding the bead for the tip of the sword, if it is an ordinary heavy sword, his action should be to pinch the entire tip of the sword so that it does not expose sharply. On the other hand, the right hand rests in the position of the sword, not the handle.

This detail seems simple but exclusive to knights, only true knights know how to respect a divine soldier in this way, so she also had a few moments in her heart when she saw Dragon Haze do so at night.

Is it true that this man can restore light to the Sword? If that's the case...

Thinking about it, I can't help but remember what Grandpa said at night.

Obtaining the sword does not necessarily have to be the top strong, more likely it should belong to the kinsmen of the sword. Is he the relative? I don't know why, the heart beats so hard at this time of night, because she already feels that possibility.

Feng Linger, holding the wooden box, raised the wooden box a few points when she penetrated it in the morning, and she was also very curious to look in front of it, whether it was the voice or the figure, it should be a younger young man.

But in her eyes, she was just curious. Compared to her calm, elegant, pure, white flower-like appearance, she actually had a fiery heart. With a height of one metre and eight, young people who seem very ordinary do not attract much interest from her and are not her favourite type.

On the contrary, it's a beautiful, mature night, but very conservative girl in the bones. That's what people call invisibility.

For the observation of Night Midnight and Maple Linger, Long Hao Chen was as if he had never felt it. His eyes fell directly on the sword in front of him.

The moment the wooden box was opened, Dragon Dawn felt the breath it emitted, his heart was completely attracted to this soldier. His feelings are much stronger than those of others, and he can even feel many changes in the sword.

This sword is not just as simple as being sealed, it is dead in a certain sense.

How could a weapon die? When a true Divine Weapon loses its soul, it dies.

Dragon Hao Chen is perfectly certain that the sword before him once possessed its own sword spirit.

Sword Spirit is an organic spirit, what does it mean to have an organic spirit? This means that this weapon is also a powerful presence at least above the epic level.

In other words, this sword in front of Longhao was at least an epic piece of equipment a long time ago!

At this time, it has lost its soul, but that is why Dragon Hao has become more respectful of it.

He could have guessed that when the master of the sword died, the sword spirit sealed the sword body, and then it abandoned its body, leaving only the shell in the world, while the sword spirit itself followed its master.

To be able to bury the Sword Spirit, one can imagine what its master was like back then. How can such a man and such a sword spirit not be respected?

Dragon Hao's heart was not calm at this time. His movements were slow and he feared desecration of the sword. He came out not to get the sword, but to help it lift the seal. As the Night Midnight said, the sword should not be dusted, it should be bright again!

This dark sword slowly left the wooden box with the promise of Dragon Hawk's hands. Dragon Hao's eyes were always on the sword, and he did not inject spiritual power into it, but just watched it so quietly. His eyes were peaceful and sad. Even if a mask blocks you, you can feel the emotions emanating from the dragon's morning at night. His clear golden eyes were unstoppable by the mask.

Looking at the look in his eyes, the night was not at hand and he even felt his emotions seemingly coinciding with the coolness emitted by the sword.

The heart beats faster at night. Before the Dragon Haze appeared, after everyone saw the sword, they almost all couldn't wait to inject their spiritual power into it, trying to conquer it, or forcibly open the seal. But they all failed. At this time, Dragon Hao did not do this, and it was like he was communicating with the sword.

Feng Linger stood aside with the wooden box closed, and her curiosity became more intense. She glanced into the night and saw only the man in front of her who was stunned. Her eyes were not instant.

Time was like a standstill, and the bidders who regained their visual abilities sat back and watched the dragon dawn quietly. They were all wondering if this man could unseal the Sword. That light release just now really scared a lot of people. And the more people who know about the properties of light, the more appalled the outbreak just now.

“Yating.” Dragon Hao shouted softly.

More shocking scene appeared, the golden light flashed, a golden figure suddenly appeared in front of the dragon dawn, despite the convergence of the six wings behind Athens at this time, suddenly appeared, and the rich golden light and beauty of the whole body, all had a shocking taste. Even Night Midnight and Maple Linger were discolored by the soft and pure light elements on her body.

Dragon Hao Chen Zhen and heavily handed the heavy sword to Yating.

Yating could feel his heart and hurriedly reached for it. He took it as he had done before the morning of the dragon.

“This, this is…” Night Miao suddenly covered her mouth, with her steadfastness of heart, all a little unable to suppress the inner shock.

Athens was facing the dragon in the morning, that is, under the stage. Therefore, only Midnight and Maple Linger could see her back. They clearly saw the six wings converging behind Athens. More directly felt the pure light element on her body.

Is this the Light Elemental Spirit? The shock of the night is no more. She is extremely knowledgeable and knows well about Light Elemental Pokémon. However, in her cognition, she has never heard that the Light Elemental Pokémon can evolve like a real person!

Athens took over the heavy sword, and the moment this heavy sword fell into her hand, the sword body actually made a slight buzz. The buzz is not loud, but the clearer the dragon, the louder the auction hall.

Athens was also stunned because she clearly felt that after holding this heavy sword, she felt kindness. The sword is even somewhat dependent on her.

Dragon Hao took a step back in the morning, holding his fist in his right hand, slapping him in the chest, and offering a standard knight's gift toward the heavy sword in Atta's hand.

“The sword should not be dusted, I can feel your sorrow and pain. But the past is still behind us. If your master is still alive, then he will never be willing to see your sword spirit go with him, and your glory will continue to be concealed. ”

“From the day you have spirituality, you should hold it in the hands of the knight and use your rays to cut the thorns, eradicate evil and fight for justice. Fight to protect all those who need protection. ”

“Thy light shall surely return to the earth, and thy rays shall surely make the enemies afraid. Come back, the passing sword, and let your light shine again upon the earth, and let the power of light sweep away all darkness. Perhaps I don't deserve to be your master, but I'd like to wake you up and let you find the one that suits you best. ”

The words of Dragon Hao Chen, the clearer and more exciting, are filled with a suicide and a proud one. In his young voice, he was carrying iron blood. That faint, bloody, intense pride is all in this simple word.

Athens knelt down on one knee and held the heavy sword in his hand in front of Dragon Hao Morning. This time, Dragon Hao Morning did not take it with his hands, but stretched out his right hand and grabbed the handle of this heavy sword vigorously.

An unspeakable temperament appeared on Dragon Dawn, with a heavy sword in his hand suddenly raised above his head, immediately followed by a burst of blazing incandescent colour from his hand, which was instantly injected into the sword.

More intense and clearer than he had previously emitted, the bright breath erupted like a well blast, just a short distance from Maple Linger and Midnight, under the mask on Dragon's face, the position of the forehead, with a thick golden glow, discreetly discernable, it seemed to be nine light lines.

“Buzz -” The dark sword buzzed violently under this dazzling white light. Just in front of Dragon Hawk, Yating suddenly moved, the back of the six wings instantly spread apart, while the body rapidly shrunk, the moment of turn had become only the foot remaining high, suspended behind Dragon Hawk, the low spell gently sang, a circle of soft gold ripples floated on Dragon Hawk, making the stinging incandescent color on him stronger.

“In the name of the Goddess of Light, break the seal of dust.” The dragon's morning high voice sounded again. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)