Chapter 1989 Magic Weapon Master 8
The donkey also walked very slowly, strolling leisurely step by step, so slowly that she wanted to kill it and roast it.
Even if you kick it with your feet and pull its mane, it won't help. She was also afraid that she would kick her too hard and make this guy angry, so he would kick her to the ground and knock her to the ground. She was out of the blue, but no one could save her.
Suppress your anger, endure it, you must endure it. How can a majestic god be angry with a stubborn donkey? If you want to spend the night squatting in the wild tonight, just kill the meat and eat it before leaving. Such a happy decision!
I saw a carriage parked there in the distance. There should be no other cars on this road. Could it be that something happened to the tax truck?
Sitting on the donkey, he came closer and looked around cautiously.
The coachman who was driving the car lay sprawled next to the car, and the blood soaked a large area of the mud. It was obvious that he could not survive. The two horses were empty, grazing leisurely on one side, while the other carriages and horses were nowhere to be seen.
He turned the donkey's head and followed the marks of the knife and ax on the tree trunk. Soon I saw corpses, including those of magic weapon masters and others. Looking at the traces of the fight, it was very intense.
Jump off the donkey, tie it up first, and first feel the complete breath of the body. Apparently all dead!
Even if you two are magic weapon masters, the person who robbed you is also a magic weapon master. If you go head-to-head, you will all die. When the others saw something was wrong, they all left them and ran away.
I glanced at the donkey gratefully, and asked for extra food tonight, feed No. 95.
First, he put all the magic weapons away, and as soon as he touched one of them, Jian shouted: "Don't touch me, you despicable commoner!"
Oh, is your sword very noble? She smiled.
"Don't~" Immediately the sword screamed again, begging for mercy to her who was holding up a stone as if to smash it: "I am a good sword."
"I'm just a humble commoner, not worthy of you!" She pretended to hit him again. I don’t know if the sword is good or not, but it’s really cheap.
"No, no. Don't smash it~" Jian could only shout: "Master, you are my master."
Once it is broken, the spiritual energy dissipates, and it dies. It's better to give in and at least continue to live.
"Oh, what? I didn't hear you." He pretended to be deaf, the magic weapon didn't swear allegiance, and everything he said was bullshit.
The sword became cruel: "I, Charlie, the flaming sword, am willing to serve the noble lady in front of me as my master. Unless she dies or the sword is broken, I will not betray her."
The blade of the sword glowed, indicating that the oath was established.
Well, be good now, sister will love you well! It's really hard to find anywhere without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort at all to get it. Xining put the sword back into its scabbard, hung it on his waist, and then continued looking.
The other sword was broken, and after picking it up, nothing happened.
The sword on the waist spoke with pride: "I cut it off!"
Damn, I have the nerve to say it, otherwise it would be another one.
..."How many do you want? I'm not enough. I'm the Flame Sword. Charlie is a famous sword." The sword was full of jealousy.
Can you sell it for money? But I don’t blame you, Jian doesn’t need to eat. No, magic weapons also need to be polished and repaired. If you have money, you can also add some potions and so on.
...Flame Sword Charlie was speechless.
The fight was indeed evenly matched this time, and the other sword was broken, broken by the opponent's robber's axe. The ax is just an ordinary ax and has no aura. But this robber has a bow, which is a magic weapon.
Because after picking it up, the bow said: "Don't throw me away. Send me to the magic weapon shop and sell me. I can make some money. It was I who shot the coachman to death."
It turned out that the bow had been slashed by the sword, almost to the point of being severed.
The sword sarcastically said: "Who will buy it? It is made of wood and is difficult to repair. The money for repairing is enough to buy a new one. Throw it away!" Gong shouted: "Don't throw me away, don't let me die in this Here, please! I accept you as my master.”
Wood is not as good as metal. A good metal magic weapon will still be sharp and not rust even if it is left in the natural environment for hundreds of years. If this wood were left in the woods, exposed to wind and rain, it would be completely rotten within five years.
Gong swore: "I, Shooting Goose Gong Byron, am willing to serve the noble lady in front of me as my master. Unless she dies or the bow is broken, I will not betray her."
Xining was stunned there. He couldn't find anything he wanted. He rummaged through the smelly garbage pile and couldn't find anything. What day is it today? What kind of bad luck did you have that you became the owner of a magic weapon in a short period of time?
The sword said angrily: "It's useless even if you swear, the master has the right to break you or throw you here. Don't carry it with you, it has become a waste."
Well... Xining thought about it carefully.
Not only did he put on the bow, he also hung all the broken weapons on the donkey's back.
Jian was very unconvinced: "It's okay to carry this piece of trash, why are you carrying these corpses?"
Xi Ning happily led the donkey: "Even if the magic weapon is broken, you can still make money by selling it."
A piece of scrap iron can be sold for money, and the metal of the magic weapon is harder. It is best to add this metal when repairing a defective magic weapon. I saw this kind of repair in Strong Man Matthew's shop, and for this purpose, Strong Man Matthew spent a lot of money to buy some broken magic weapons.
Jian scoffed: "Are you so short of money?"
Of course it is lacking, very lacking. My sister is just a commoner, and a very poor girl.
Sword...
Mo Ming: "People are poor and have short ambitions. There is no way to save them."
Ignore it and keep moving forward.
When you get to the car, use an ax to split the lock. When I opened the box and took a look, wow, the box was full of money! Copper coins and silver coins were all piled together.
She quickly picked up a few silver coins, put them into her purse, and closed the box. There are other supplies on this car, including meat, chickens and wine. If you go to any town and sell them, you can get a good price. These things are enough to buy a manor and live comfortably collecting rent!
There was the sound of horse hooves coming from behind. I turned around and almost rolled my eyes.
Guess who's coming? You don't need to guess, she is the female magic weapon master whose brain is always short-circuited. In this world, when you go out, you don’t know many people, but this guy is destined!
Cynthia rode her horse and trotted up to him. When she saw it was her, she was delighted: "What a coincidence, it's you!"
It's a coincidence, what a coincidence. The corners of Xining's mouth twitched slightly: "Yes, what a coincidence."
Cynthia looked at the car full of things suspiciously: "These are..."
Just when I thought it was my own, I heard the sound of horse hooves in front of me, as if someone was coming from the front.
She immediately changed her mind: "This should belong to the lord in front of me. He was attacked by robbers. I happened to pass by. I was entrusted by the dying knight to guard it here and wait for someone to come."
"That's it~" Cynthia immediately expressed admiration.
The people in front also saw it, about five or six of them, riding fast horses. All of them were wearing cloaks and dressed like magic weapon masters.
When they arrived, they tightened the reins. Although they were just two girls, they still put their hands on the swords at their waists vigilantly: "Who are you? Where are the others?"
(End of chapter)