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The bearded middle-aged man looked up at him with some disdain.

"My needle is called the Moxuan Divine Needle. It can control a person's life and death. It has the reputation of being the natural enemy of the god of death. This was passed down from my ancestors. If I were not good at using it, to be honest, I would not be willing to exchange it."

The middle-aged man spoke to himself, because he didn't see any cultivation level of Song Yu, he obviously looked down on him. Instead, he paid more attention to Liu Yuner.

Because Liu Yuner's cultivation level was low and she did not hide it, he actually thought that she had the highest martial arts skills among the three.

"Do you like it, Yun'er?" Song Yu suddenly looked at Liu Yun'er.

"I like it, but I don't know how to use it." Liu Yun'er pouted and stretched out her little hand, looking envious but also a little regretful.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to use it. I can teach you."

Song Yu looked directly at the middle-aged man and asked, "How do you exchange this?"

"That depends on whether you have something I like. If you do, everything can be exchanged."

Song Yu didn't say anything else, and directly took out a short knife he had made from his sleeve.

"Do you think this will work?"

When the middle-aged man saw the dagger, his eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly reached out to take it.

"What a good knife! What a good knife!" He touched the blade and exclaimed in praise.

"What's the point of just saying it? You can try it."

Liu Yuner said proudly and proudly that her father was not in a hurry, but she was. There was nothing she could do, she felt that Song Yu's things were really good.

As she spoke, Liu Yuner gently gathered her hair and pinched off a small section, "Come on, try it!"

She handed her hair to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man almost brought the hair to his nose to smell it, but he didn't want to do that because it was not elegant. He quickly put the hair on the blade and blew it gently.

puff!

The hair broke easily.

"Fuck, a sharp blade?"

Suddenly everyone's eyes turned over here.

"Hmph!" Liu Yun'er pouted with great pride. Even Qin Xuewu smiled. She also felt proud that her daughter was happy about a man's things.

"What a good knife! It is indeed a good knife!"

The bearded man praised repeatedly, then he looked around and found a piece of iron.

"Can I try it?" he asked Song Yu.

"Sure, please do as you please!"

The bearded man was about to try the knife when a middle-aged man in a long gown came over and said, "It's no use using the iron sheet. Use this."

As he spoke, he also handed over a short knife.

He felt that Song Yu was showing off and was trying to cover him up, because he had asked a master weapon refiner to make his own short knife for self-defense, and he didn't think Song Yu's knife could be better than his own.

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed, obviously afraid of being hurt by the knife.

"It's okay. I don't mind." The man in the long gown said indifferently.

"He doesn't care, and I don't care either." Song Yu also spread his hands in a very single manner.

"Okay, since you all don't mind, I'll try it."

They were all warriors, so there was no need to waste time. The bearded man raised his knife and chopped down.

puff!

Song Yu's knife was fine, but the opponent's knife broke, and both of them had no resistance at all.

"Ahhh, my knife is gone."

The man in the long gown next to him was rubbing his hands anxiously, but they had already agreed that neither side would be responsible, so what else could he say? He could only blame himself for failing to show off.

But he also felt sad about the broken knife, and put it away with a look of regret.

He turned around and glared at Song Yu fiercely.

Song Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him. Who can you blame for your failure in showing off your weapon? He just put his knife back.

Although the bearded middle-aged man looked reluctant, he still handed the knife back. After all, the exchange had not been completed yet.

Whoops!

At the same time, countless people gathered here.

"What the hell, what kind of knife is this? It can cut through iron like mud and its blade can even cut through hair like a feather."

Everyone was stunned and looked at the knife with burning eyes.

Everyone understands what this knife means. If it belongs to a sect, they can even take it back and use it as a treasure. Who wouldn't be envious?

After reacting, the man in the long gown looked at the knife in Song Yu's hand and his eyes lit up.

"Sir, can I exchange my set of needles for your knife?" The bearded man was frightened when he saw this and asked hurriedly, fearing that he would lose the opportunity to exchange.

"can!"

Song Yu handed him the knife directly, and the other party quickly handed him the needle and an exquisite needle bag.

Song Yu put the needle into the needle bag and handed it to Liu Yuner.

"Dad, aren't we at a huge disadvantage?" Liu Yun'er looked a little regretful while holding the needle.

"What's there to lose, silly girl? What does a knife matter as long as you like it?" Song Yu smiled and scratched her nose lovingly.

"Ok!"

Liu Yun'er put away the needle gracefully, feeling deeply moved.

The bearded middle-aged man was very excited when he took the knife. He looked left and right excitedly and didn't know where to put the knife.

After thinking it over, he wrapped the knife with three layers of cloth inside and three layers outside, and then carefully put it close to his body.

Song Yu's knife didn't even have a scabbard, so he just did it.

The other party felt that they had taken advantage, but Song Yu also felt that he had not lost anything.

Because he just checked again and found that there were restrictions in this set of needles. As long as the restrictions were refined, it could continue to be used, and it would be more powerful.

Song Yu once thought that this might be an ancient magic weapon, which would be enough for Liu Yuner to use for a long time.

"Yun'er, I will teach you a set of needle techniques."

Snapped!

Song Yu raised his hand and pointed at Liu Yuner's forehead.

"Who will embroider the mountains and rivers with golden thread? My will will follow the needle for eternity. When the wind rises and the clouds surge, I smile and watch the waves on my fingertips..."

Liu Yuner closed her eyes and digested it silently for a moment. Then she opened her eyes again and was extremely happy. This turned out to be a practice method of "The Splendid Divine Needle".

"Thank you dad!"

Liu Yuner rushed over and kissed Song Yu on the face.

Song Yu looked at her and smiled, then walked forward.

Qin Xuewu, who was watching from behind, smiled comfortably. Looking at the intimacy between the two, she inexplicably felt a little jealous of her daughter.

"Wu'er, if you have a magic weapon you like, you can choose any one of them." Song Yu said with a smile.

"I don't need it. I still prefer to use a sword." Qin Xuewu chuckled.

"Sir, do you still have the same knife as the one you had just now? I'm willing to exchange it with you!" Several more people caught up from behind.

As a result, he couldn't stop and was soon surrounded.

"I don't have a knife, but I still have a sword!"

Song Yu simply found an empty seat and sat down, set up a small stall, then took out a dagger from his sleeve and started cutting with a piece of iron.

"Fuck, it's really a sharp blade that can cut through iron like mud."

"The sword is better!"

Others expressed admiration for the sword.

Seeing Song Yu setting up a stall, the mother and daughter stood behind him and watched him with smiles.

"Sir, do you think I can exchange my magic weapon with you?"

For a moment, everyone took out the so-called magic weapons, and some people took out spiritual herbs.

When Song Yu took a look, he was shocked. These people were carrying all the good stuff on them, and some of them had never taken anything out before.