If an ordinary sword is broken, it is nothing unusual. The problem is that it is not an ordinary sword, but is made of high-quality mysterious iron. It is a medium-to-higher weapon, and the iron is cut like mud.

Therefore, it is hard to come across weapons or things that can cut off this sword, especially at this moment.

Hearing the words sword and breaking, Mo Liu reacted violently, followed by a violent thunder and howling ghosts and wolfs: "Ah! My sword is broken, my sword is broken..."

Huang Jiuge couldn't help but fall off the black line. The broken sword was like a dead father and mother, and it really looked like Nangong Changning.

I just don't know if Nangong Changning will bury the sword.

Wen Jinran and Si Kongxu couldn't help but step away from Moliu a few steps, because the sound of Moliu was simply too noisy.

"You, you, you..." Then, Mo Liu held up his hand with the broken sword, and pointed at Huang Jiuge tremblingly. He didn't know if it was shocked or angry. Anyway, he was out of breath. , Speechless.

Following Mo Liu's accusation, Si Kongxie and Wen Jinran also looked at Huang Jiuge, with doubts and inquiries in their eyes, they couldn't help but think, could this sword break have something to do with her?

But when I think about it, I find it impossible. There is nothing on the singer Huang Jiu! And her little internal strength is not enough to break this sword!

Yes, to break the sword, it does not necessarily cost weapons, internal force can also be broken, but that is also an absolute master.

"What are you looking at me! His sword must be of poor quality, so it was broken." Huang Jiuge didn't know the shock in Sikong's and Wen Jinran's hearts, so he said nonsense, as cheeky as her, and lied is also a shame. No breathlessness!

"You, you, you, you...My sword is not of bad quality, it's you, it's you..." My sword was said to be bad, and Mo Liu suddenly became excited. His The sword is sharp and can cut iron like mud. What's wrong? He always cut the sword of others.

"Then you said, if your sword wasn't of bad quality, how could it break?" Huang Jiuge retorted.

Mo Liu choked, although he was not convinced, but he couldn't help but wonder, if his sword was really that good, why would it be cut so easily!

Could it be that his sword is really bad?

This sword belongs to the master, saying that ordinary weapons cannot be cut off, and only people with very strong internal strength can break it.

Could it be that Huang Jiuge's dagger is more powerful than his sword?

Thinking of this possibility, Mo Liu didn't say anything, squatted down and picked up his severed broken sword, then hugged it in his arms, bowed his head, very lonely. Then he turned to leave in despair, still muttering guiltily: "Master, I'm sorry, I did not protect the sword you sent."

The sad voice and the lonely figure made Huang Jiuge feel guilty.

In fact, she could avoid it.

Although Mo Liu's sword stabbed her, it was only when she didn't recognize herself, so she didn't blame him. She cut off his sword just subconsciously.

Because Sikongqi and Wen Jinran didn't see them in person, it was not easy to judge, so they didn't interfere.

But looking at Mo Liu's sad look, Si Kong said, "It's just a sword, just let your master give you another one."

Sagong was never a comforter, but Mo Liu was at least closer to his so-called relatives, so he comforted his birth.

Although this voice is still so cold.

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