On the eve of death, I raised a boss

The old man was so angry that he was about to die.

Gu Qingchen quickly took out a long sword covered with rust from the storage ring, which seemed to have experienced many years of vicissitudes.

Liu Qingxin widened her eyes and stared at the long iron sword covered with rust in front of her, with deep doubts on her face.

"Brother Qingchen, what's the use of holding this rusty iron sword in your hand?"

"Ahem... This is the mysterious gift I prepared."

Hearing Liu Qingxin's question, Gu Qingchen coughed twice in embarrassment, but didn't know how to explain it to her clearly.

After all, who would have thought that a weapon of the highest quality of the imperial class would look exactly the same as the bronze sword that had just been unearthed?

Looking at Liu Qingxin's puzzled expression, Gu Qingchen could only bite the bullet and continue to explain.

"Qingxin, it's understandable that you would mistake it for an ordinary broken iron sword."

"But in fact, this is truly an extremely powerful weapon!"

"Generally speaking, the more powerful the weapon, the more unique its appearance. Only in this way can the weapon's might and uniqueness be demonstrated..."

After listening to Gu Qingchen's series of deceptions, Liu Qingxin quickly accepted that this was a very powerful weapon.

She believed that Gu Qingchen would not lie to her.

Gu Qingchen looked at Liu Qingxin in front of him, seeing her convinced look, Gu Qingchen wiped the sweat from his forehead, exhaled lightly, and knew that his deception was successful.

Then he reached out and handed the long sword in his hand to Liu Qingxin.

"Okay, so this is not an ordinary long sword, but... it is the long sword in Wang Wei's poem."

"Brother Qingchen, who is Wang Wei?"

Liu Qingxin blinked her big, lively eyes and looked at Gu Qingchen with curiosity on her face.

"Wang Wei... um... Wang Wei is..."

Hearing Liu Qingxin's strange focus, Gu Qingchen really didn't know how to explain to her, so he quickly changed the subject and said:

"He is a famous poet. As for other aspects, you don't need to know too much."

"Qingxin, you only need to remember one thing, that is, this sword is very powerful!"

"Oh, by the way! I almost forgot to tell you that this rusty iron sword has a very magical special function."

Hearing Gu Qingchen say that the rusty iron sword in front of him actually has a special function, Liu Qingxin's curiosity was completely aroused.

She carefully stretched out her hand, and her soft and delicate little hand like mutton-fat white jade gently grasped the hilt of the sword, carefully examining this mysterious gift.

However, she looked left and right for a long time, but still did not find anything special about this sword.

So, Liu Qingxin turned around and asked Gu Qingchen with a puzzled look:

"Brother Qingchen, I don't think there is anything special about this sword?"

Gu Qingchen smiled and replied:

"Don't worry, Qingxin, try to mobilize the spiritual power in your body first, and then inject them into the long sword you hold tightly in your hand, so that you can see the wonder of this sword."

I heard that you can see the special features by injecting the spiritual power in your body into the sword.

Liu Qingxin closed her eyes excitedly and began to condense the spiritual power in her body.

She concentrated on feeling the surging power in her body and quickly led it to the palm of her hand.

As time went by, a dark spiritual power gradually formed and continued to grow.

In less than ten seconds, Liu Qingxin's hand had gathered into a dark spiritual power ball, and the energy contained in it was so strong that it was astonishing.

Gu Qingchen, who had been observing silently, saw that Liu Qingxin could condense such a huge spiritual power group so quickly, and had a new understanding of the imperial-level skills.

"Okay, Qingxin, next you try to inject all the spiritual power into the long sword in your hand."

Gu Qingchen whispered.

Liu Qingxin nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.

She took a deep breath, and then without hesitation, she continuously injected the dark spiritual power in her palm into the long sword tightly held in her hand.

Then a magical scene happened.

In less than three seconds, the old iron sword, which was originally covered with rust and dilapidated, suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light.

The rust on the entire sword body seemed to be affected by some mysterious power and peeled off one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the whole sword body was brand new, without any trace of rust left, and flashed a heart-pounding cold light.

Looking at Liu Qingxin so easily

Although Gu Qingchen activated this imperial-grade weapon with ease, an indescribable sadness appeared on his face.

"Alas... this sword does not belong to me after all."

Liu Qingxin, who was beside him, saw that the iron sword, which was originally covered with rust, suddenly turned into a sword emitting golden light, and knew that Gu Qingchen did not lie to her.

Reaching out to pick up the long sword that had changed a lot, Liu Qingxin showed a happy smile on her face.

She couldn't wait to share this joy with Gu Qingchen, but when she turned around and saw Gu Qingchen's sad and melancholy expression, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Liu Qingxin walked lightly to Gu Qingchen and asked softly:

"Brother Qingchen, what's wrong with you?"

Her eyes were full of concern and worry.

Hearing Liu Qingxin's concern from behind, Gu Qingchen was slightly stunned. He scratched his head subconsciously, trying to hide his inner emotions.

"Oh, nothing, I just suddenly remembered something."

Then he quickly changed the subject and said:

"By the way, Qingxin, take this sword. Do you feel anything different about the sword in your hand?"

Liu Qingxin looked at the long sword in her hand in confusion, and then carefully compared it with the Blood Sky Demon Sword next to Gu Qingchen.

The only difference between the two should be that the one in her hand is a black long sword, while the one next to Gu Qingchen is a dark red long sword.

Liu Qingxin shook her head and did not find anything special.

"No, I think the sword in my hand is similar to the one next to you, Brother Qingchen. Is there any problem?"

Her eyes revealed curiosity.

Hearing that Liu Qingxin was comparing the difference between the two appearances, Gu Qingchen knew that Liu Qingxin had misunderstood his meaning.

"Qingxin, calm down and feel the sword in your hand carefully, and you will have new discoveries."

"New discoveries?"

Liu Qingxin looked at Gu Qingchen in confusion, but still closed her eyes obediently, calmed down and slowly felt the sword in her hand.

Gradually, Liu Qingxin felt that her consciousness seemed to have escaped into a strange world.

Here, there are birds singing and flowers blooming, the air is fresh, and it is very vast and boundless, as if there is no end.

"It's so beautiful here!"

Liu Qingxin looked at the beautiful world in front of her and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Welcome to this world!"

Just then, a woman's voice suddenly came into Liu Qingxin's mind who was enjoying the beautiful scenery.

She was startled and turned around to look for the source of the sound.

Finally, Liu Qingxin's eyes fell on a bamboo house not far away.

The bamboo house was surrounded by a circle of fences, and a woman was sitting in the yard, and her face could not be seen clearly.