Chapter 37: Chatting With The Crimson Blood Sword (1/2)
Zhao Sankun was happy that he got the sword that every warrior dream of, but he was afraid that the Crimson Blood Sword’s temper didn’t seem right.
He was a little worried if Lord Crimson Sword was unhappy, one day, and he would be killed!
Chen Hao was delighted with the swordmaster.
Just now, Zhao Sankun was caught in the evil aura, and he had hallucinations because of fear. He tried a little bit and frightened him casually. He didn’t expect to surrender the twelfth sword master so easily.
The evil aura formed by slaughtering tens of thousands of lives did not disappoint!
Most people simply couldn’t stand the murderous aura!
Having been locked in the magic sword, Chen Hao could not speak or act. He could do almost nothing except to pass the power and use the doom skills to kill the swordmaster!
He could only be an honest bystander.
He had been suppressed for three years!
In fact, he was somewhat similar to Fu Yuanming; Chen Hao was a sword that was unwilling to be lonely…He wanted more people to know him.
Let more people know about him, even as a sword.
It was hard to cross over once. If you could not leave your mark in this world, what a failure?
Controlling a puppet swordmaster will undoubtedly bring some fun to Chen Hao’s gloomy “Sword Student”!
At the same time, Chen Hao also mentioned a new way of choosing the master.
Zhao Sankun carried the Crimson Blood Sword and began to walk home.
Chen Hao restrained the Scarlet Blood Sword’s murderous aura and turned himself into an ordinary mortal sword. Zhao Sankun had become his subordinate, and he was embarrassed to cheat him.
“Little third son, how old are you this year?”
“Lord Crimson Blood, I am not called the third son; my name is Zhao Sankun!” Zhao Sankun said in a low voice.
“Then, I will call you Xiao Kunzi!”
“If Lord Crimson Blood likes it, then call me Xiao Kunzi!” Zhao Sankun didn’t dare to offend this cruel uncle at will!
“How old are you?”
“I am fourteen this year!”
“Fourteen years old? Only in the middle of the cyclone realm, your talent is not very good! “
“Yes, Lord Crimson Blood, I have a bad aptitude.”
“But don’t worry, as long as you listen to me, even if you are a pig, I can make you a born pig!”
“…” Zhao Sankun didn’t know how to answer the words.
“How many people are there in your family? Are your parents alive?”
If an ordinary person asked him this way, he would definitely greet his 18th generation of ancestors, but the blood of the question now…
He could only honestly answer, “There are four people in the family, and my parents are alive. I still have a big brother.”
“Well, yes, two children are excellent; if there was an only child is unacceptable. If you die, no one will give your parents the care they need!”
Zhao Sankun scratched his long hair hard.
Lord Crimson Blood asked again, “Is your brother married?”
“He just got married this year.”
“Is your sister-in-law beautiful?”
“……”
“Don’t lie; just tell the truth. I won’t tell anyone.”
“She looks beautiful!”
“Is it nice there?”
“……”
“Sankun, are you married?” Chen Hao continued to ask.
“No, my brother just got married!”
“Do you have a girl you like?”
“uh …”
Zhao Sankun couldn’t help it.
Only then did he discover that Lord Crimson Blood was just a chatter!