Chapter 3 (2/2)
But Yan Mengmeng responded skillfully.
”Ha ha, Meng Meng, what's the matter with your martial spirit?”
”Wu soul?”
With that, Yan Mengmeng summoned his soul, Han Guang, and held it in his hand.
”Can you tell us what this is?” Ning Fengzhi asked, looking at the jade sword handle in Yan Mengmeng's hand.
”Yes! Mengmeng, what kind of martial spirit are you? It looks good!”
Ning Rongrong asked curiously.
Yan Mengmeng nodded and began to explain, ”the sword in my hand is named Hanguang!”
”Sword? Little girl, can you call it a sword?”
Gudouluo, who was already very upset, came down to Yan Mengmeng again, grabbed her hand with light and said.
”Well, I said scary old man, can you stop acting like a ghost? Well, be careful I lie on the ground and ruin your family.”
Listen, the little girl in front of me calls herself that. She's so angry that she won't fight anywhere.
One side of the sword Douluo also quickly seized this opportunity to ridicule his old rival.
”Hahaha, terrible old man, no, no, I won't do it to a little girl!”
The angry bone Douluo almost didn't lift it up at one breath.
”Mengmeng, aren't you a jade card? How can you say it's a sword?”
Ning Rongrong, on the other side, quickly raised questions that everyone had doubts about.
Hearing what the little princess said, gudouluo didn't care. He threw away Yan Mengmeng's hand and stood aside.
Yan Mengmeng didn't intend to argue with the terrible old man and responded to Ning Rongrong's question.
”Well, Rongrong, look.”
With that, Yan Mengmeng turned the light in her hand to the moonlight and pressed the two small buttons on the hilt of the sword.
A transparent blade gradually appeared in the moonlight.
The sword is one foot long, just adapted to Yan Mengmeng.
Yan Mengmeng immediately played a sword flower and said to Ning Rongrong, ”look, Rongrong, this is a sword!”
Looking at the transparent sword in Yan Mengmeng's hand, some people couldn't believe it.
”It seems uncle Jian is right. It's really a sword.”
”Of course.”
”Hum! It's just a martial soul. Look, I'll kill you.”
Disdain from gutura.
Sword Douluo didn't bother to pay attention to him. He came to Yan Mengmeng and looked at the transparent sword carefully.
”Meng Meng, right? Can you show me your sword?”
”Oh! OK”
Then he handed the light in his hand to the sword Douluo in front of him.
Just after jiandouluo took over the sword handed over by Yan Mengmeng, the originally transparent sword disappeared, leaving only a jade sword handle twice as big as that just now in jiandouluo's hand.
The size of the hilt is just suitable for the hand of the sword Douluo.
However, it's a pity that sword Douluo can't let Han Guang show his shape.
Even if Yan Mengmeng told him what to do, he couldn't let Hanguang appear.
Once back in Yan Mengmeng's hands, it can be easily revealed.
The sword Douluo was so depressed that he could only observe the sword in Yan Mengmeng's hands.
Even in order to test the sharpness, I tried it myself. As a result, my finger was scratched with blood.
This shocked the sword Douluo. Even if there were blood marks, there was no blood on the blade.
”Mengmeng, your sword is so magical!”
”Ha ha, it's amazing! It's called Han Guang!”
”But why doesn't your sword have any light? My seven treasures glass tower has a beautiful light!”
”Well, maybe it's because of its name! Han Guang, hide the light!”
”Oh! So it is!”
”Uh huh!”
”By the way, Mengmeng, Grandpa said you blew up the crystal ball before. What's the matter?”
Sure enough
Or should I be held accountable?
The key is that I didn't mean it!
Anyway, it's no problem to admit your mistake first.
Maybe Ning Fengzhi will put himself in Rongrong's face!
……