"What weapons do you have, Hua Xiansheng, I can help add fire."

"Is it as powerful as your fire sword?"

Happy flowers!

"That's not true! The key is that your thing is not as good as my fire sword. It is made from raw gold and then tempered into raw fire. There are two kinds of primary yuan. How can you have such a thing! But after I

After being tempered, except for my fire sword and other objects of the same level, your weapons are invincible. What kind of weapons do you have? Show me what kind of weapons you have."

"Why are you taking so long!"

The fire crow next to him croaked anxiously, stretched out his long beak, and with a swish sound, he picked up a sword hanging on Hua Xiansheng's waist and threw it to the cherubim.

"Little Fire Crow! Why are you so anxious? You have to be polite, you know?"

Huo Ya curled his lips and dismissed it.

The cherubim smiled innocently, but it seemed that they didn't really want to preach.

"Is this it?"

"right."

"Do you have a name?"

"Purple Cloud Sword."

"It sounds awful! Purple is a mottled color and very dirty. I am responsible for recasting it for you, and the name has also been changed."

"Let Uncle Huo decide."

"Call me Uncle Ji! Forget it, it doesn't sound very nice, just call me Lu Bo."

"Okay! Lubo! Hello Lubo! Thank you for your hard work, Lubo."

The cherubim gave a rare smile and scolded: "Children, don't be cunning. You must ask others for any courtesy. Be a decent person. Don't imitate that old man. Yes, that's an old girl. It's so ugly.

!I'll change your name..."

The old girl curled her lips. With your level of education, you still help people change their names?

Sure enough, the cherubim retreated on his own: "Hey, by the way, I won't recast you, so why should I change your name? It will delay my business."

"Lu Bo! What's the name of my new sword? Otherwise, let's call it Ziyun Sword."

"Forget it, it must be changed! Just call it... I said, two little girls, help uncle think about it. If you come up with a good name, you will be rewarded!"

"real?"

Seeing such a good thing, Hei Ya'er and Bai Ya'er were overjoyed.

Two people are trying to grab the right to name Xiao Xian'er/Xiao Sheng'er's new sword.

The cultural level of the two is naturally not bad, and they can both create divine patterns. Although they are still at a simple elementary level, the six methods of character creation are at least very solid. They can choose a name, compose a poem, etc. It is not a problem.

The second girl frowned and thought hard, while the cherubim began to deal with the purple cloud sword.

Suddenly, he stretched out two fingers and pinched the Ziyun Sword in the middle. With a bang, it broke in two!

Hua Xiansheng felt a heartache. It was a gift from his master who had been with him for three years. Seeing things is like seeing people and thinking about people! Now the master is destroyed... No, the master is not destroyed, the master is gone...

While I was thinking wildly, I heard another loud banging noise, and the sword was broken into dozens of pieces, like a handful of cereal.

The cherubim clasped their hands together, just like rubbing their hands to keep warm on a cold day. The rubbing was a burst of rubbing, and sporadic sparks came out from the seam of the hands.

However, none of those sparks escaped. The fire crow stretched out its long beak to catch them all and then ate them as if they were enjoying delicacies.

After rubbing it for about a minute, there was a snap, and the Cherubim separated his hands, and a fiery red sword embryo jumped into the air, like a bird trying to escape.

A sword shadow flashed in the air, and Cherubim's genuine fire sword volleyed down, with overwhelming power!

The sword embryo quickly fell to the ground, but was picked up by the fire crow's long beak, flew back upwards, and hit the fire sword pressing down from above.
Chapter completed!