Chapter 450: Your wish

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Ye Qingyan replied in a low voice: "In the beginning, before her majesty began to fight for the Red Blood Sword, Sister Qin Yu was sent to investigate the intelligence of the Red Blood Sword. Later, when Sister Qin Yu wanted to report the news, the Queen hinted at her and asked her Say when you are away..."
"Oh!"
Chen Hao suddenly.
But he didn't care.
Zhou Lihua secretly investigated the red blood sword before it was normal.
Moreover, as a good-tempered sword spirit, he would never be angry with his former sword master.
Really!
"Red blood sword, what should I call you?"
"Red blood, Zhou Lihua just called me that!"
"What about General Chen?" Qing Yan asked curiously.
Chen Hao thought for a while and said, "He called me Lord Jianling!"
"Oh!" Qing Yan nodded, "Master Jianling, can you change the look, I am not used to the short sword!"
The red blood is turned into a short sword to facilitate hiding in light-colored clothes.
The Red Blood Sword continued to grow, and soon returned to the standard long sword look.
Most of the sword masters of the Red Blood Sword use this style of long sword, which is the most common style of Zhou.
Qing Yan looked at the long sword in her hand and whispered, "I want a soft sword!"
"Soft sword?"
Chen Hao remembered that he had taught Qing Yan Soft Sword in the 17th!
In the past few years, he has hardly seen Qing Yan shot, so he forgot this stubble.
Ye Qingyan pulled around his waist, and in the whisper of wind, a two-meter-long straight soft sword appeared in front of Chen Hao!
Chen Hao glanced at the thin waist, and calculated in his mind how many times this soft sword was wrapped!
The soft sword started swimming around in front of Chen Hao's eyes. Not only did it bend 90 degrees, it even allowed the tip of the sword to touch the hilt, just like a viper—very flexible!
Soft swords are still rarely used by warriors.
There is no other reason. It is too difficult to get started, poor control, and it is very easy to hurt yourself.
"Master Jianling, can you?"
"of course can!"
Red blood sword swallowed so much metal, how could it not?
Soon under the light and excited eyes, the red blood sword began to thin, the sword body began to elongate, and finally it was exactly the same as the soft sword in her hand, that is, there were dozens of blood marks on the sword body.
"Sword Spirit Master, there is this!"
I saw that Qing Yan lightly pressed on the handle, and with a "click", the soft sword in her hand suddenly broke into countless knots.
Chen Hao took a closer look. There were dark metal wires between each bar, and the soft sword became a whip sword!
As Qingyan Zhenyuan instilled, the whip sword stopped straight, ten meters long, it twisted like a snake, and then wrapped around her...
This is really a snake!
Was it that she was taught by 17 at that time, or was she crooked herself?
What is bells and whistles?
Chen Hao is crazy in his heart!
Qing Yan looked at the Red Blood Sword with some expectation: "Master Sword Spirit, can you?"
"Emmmm...of course!"
Strictly speaking, a soft sword is a sword, and a whip sword is also a sword!
But the whip sword is even rarer than the soft sword!
The soft sword is a wonderful flower in the sword, the whip sword is the wonderful flower in the wonderful flower!
With only a click, the two-meter-long red blood sword broke into thirty-four knots. Between each knot, black metal wires were connected in series.
The blood on the red blood sword sword flickered, and the blood marks distributed on each bar slowly expanded, completely staining the sword pieces of each bar.
A whole blood red whip sword appeared in front of Ye Qingyan's eyes.
Chen Hao somewhat proudly reminded: "Red Blood Sword does not need to press any organ, as long as your mind moves, it can change from a soft sword to a whip sword!"
"Master Jianling, what about the blood marks?"
"No, hide it!"
Chen Hao decided to hide all the blood marks!
Otherwise, every time a sword master dies, an extra blood mark will be added to the sword body. Not only does it look unlucky, it is also easy for others to have unnecessary "misunderstandings" of the red blood sword!
Today, he is not far away, "far across" the southernmost mountain range, and came to this wider world, he wants to start again!
Make a facelift and make a sword again!
But think about Zhou Guo's side, he is a little unhappy about the legend of the master of the Red Blood Sword!
Looking at his happy face and controlling the light face of the new red blood sword, Chen Hao asked: "Light face, you have been in charge of Zhou Guo’s intelligence work, and I ask you, what is the legend of Zhou Guo, what does Lan Yanlin say Curse before dying, saying that if you don’t bury her with the 17th, then curse all the news that the Red Blood Sword Master is not going to die?"
"That's fake news!"
"I know it's fake news, so I want to ask, which made up?"
Qing Yan's face stiffened... Chen Hao heard her heartbeat thumping violently!
Chen Hao asked in disbelief: "Uh... is it you?"
Qing Yan threw out her tongue: "I'm sorry, Lord Jianling!"
"Asshole, you are an old woman in her thirties. What spoils? Which stupid would spoil a sword?" Chen Hao growled loudly in his mind, "Tell me? Why made my rumors?" "
"I thought at the time... I knew your master all over the world, wouldn't anyone rob me?"
Emmmm...Excellent!
"However, I am quite a master, light-hearted, you have to be prepared!"
"really?"
"Of course, I feel that the Red Blood Sword should be born with doom, a sword of doom!" Seeing Qing Yan not speaking, Chen Hao continued to ask, "Why, regret it?"
"No! Lord Jianling has reminded me!"
Chen Hao didn't speak any more, he said all that, and he should be reminded!
Qing Yan withdrew her original soft sword into the space ring, and then wrapped the red blood sword around her waist. Chen Hao wanted to vomit about the position where she put the weapon. But think about the space ring, he would not speak!
It was at this time that he remembered that the scabbard that Zhou Lihua specially built for the Red Blood Sword seemed to be missing.
That scabbard... Chen Hao didn't think much about it, so if you lose it, just lose it!
Qingyan went down the mountain and drove up the river along the small river that the blue cloud giant eagle said.
Looking at the surrounding scenery boringly, Chen Hao remembered that he still had a question he didn't ask.
"Qing Yan, to become the Master of Red Blood Sword, do you have any wishes or dreams?"
Chen Hao found that this problem has become a ritual and a routine, just like every sword master's killing feedback is divided into 5%!
"Wish? Dream?" Qing Yan suddenly stopped and asked, "Can you revive General Chen?"
"No!"
If Chen Hao really has the ability to resurrect, he will definitely resurrect himself first!
Qing Yan rolled her eyes and continued to hurry.
Obviously, she also had no hope for the Red Blood Sword.
Chen Hao felt as if he had been neglected!
"So, I asked another way, why do you want to get the Red Blood Sword? You said you spent 20 years..."