Some people have received secret reports that people from Ancheng helped Aoki locate the spaceship last night. It is already obvious that it was most likely destroyed by Aoki in a rage.
Obviously, if we really want to investigate further, asking the relevant departments to use satellite monitoring should be able to reveal the truth.
"It's understandable. Chen Yongjie is about to die, but those people in the new art field are still not quiet and are actually attacking at night. If I were Qingmu, I would also avenge my master and destroy that spaceship!"
Many people expressed their understanding and deep sympathy for Aoki. This time, someone who hated the new art field actually attacked late at night and even frightened them.
There was also someone standing in the distance, who said calmly: "These people know the facts, but not the reasons." This was a middle-aged man from a chaebol. He did not participate, but packed his bags and prepared to leave.
He has received the latest secret report that the top figure in the new art field might have been killed by Aoki in the destroyed spacecraft. This is definitely a serious matter.
In the morning, many people were packing their bags and preparing to return home. Soon, some of them learned the secret one after another.
"What, the top person in the new art field might be dead?!"
"Aoki is a ruthless man. With one shot of energy cannon, he avenged his great vengeance. I guess Old Chen has been waiting for this moment. He can finally rest in peace!"
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Early in the morning, Wang Xuan was called to Chen Mingtu's ward. Old Chen was using his black sword to cut the snow-white broken sword.
"This sword is amazing. When powered by super matter, its strength is not much weaker than my black sword. It can definitely chop down mechas." Old Chen exclaimed, this is an unparalleled sharp sword.
After the blond old man consumed a large amount of supermatter, the sword was no longer as sharp as the black sword, so it was chopped off by Lao Chen and the materials were collected by him.
“Last night you fought against the super-material armor with your bare hands and survived. If you had a sharp weapon with you, it wouldn’t have been so difficult.” Old Chen told Wang Xuan that he was going to melt this silver super-sword and make him a handy weapon.
This material is extremely rare and has mysterious properties.
"when!"
He used the black sword to cut it, preparing to cut it into pieces and destroy its original appearance to prevent people from recognizing it as the sword of the number one figure in the new art field.
Wang Xuan's heart was moved. If he had the magic sword in his hand last night, he would not have experienced the "twenty-four seconds of death" and his fingernails would not have been shaken off.
"bite!"
Suddenly, the black sword made an abnormal sound when it chopped the snow-white broken sword, and the blade trembled, and this time it failed to cut off the remaining piece.
Old Chen's senses were so sharp that he put down the black sword immediately, looked down at the snow-white broken sword that was getting shorter and shorter, and immediately discovered a clue.
"There's another sword?!" Even Old Chen was shocked. Last night, the blond old man pulled out this extraordinary sword from a broadsword. He could understand that the other party did it on purpose and wanted to lure him to his death.
But now, what is going on? There is a short sword hidden in the extraordinary sword!
Qingmu was also surprised. He came forward to observe carefully and said, "It looks like... bronze."
Old Chen said nothing, and tried to pull it out with force, but found that it was cast inside and could not be pulled out at all. He had to start carefully sharpening the snow-white broken sword again.
It took him a long time to finally peel out a dagger of extremely ancient style that was less than a foot long.
It is very short, and can even be called a dagger. Excluding the hilt, the blade alone is less than the length of a palm. It is really too short, but it is heavy.
The sword body and the hilt are integrated and appear to be made of bronze with intricate patterns on them. No matter how you look at it, they resemble the textures of the pre-Qin period.
Old Chen looked at it again and again and said, "The snow-white long sword was dug out from that mysterious land. Apparently, the top figure in the new art field didn't know that there was a short sword hidden in it."
He turned it over and over and said, "Looking at the decoration and the shape of the sword, it definitely came from the old land and belongs to the pre-Qin style. But it entered the deep space early and was buried in that mysterious place. There is something wrong."
Wang Xuan took it and tried to use it to cut the fragments of the snow-white sword. It actually... cut it off!
"It's really weird. It looks like bronze, but it can cut through extraordinary weapons." Wang Xuan believed that it should be made of some extremely rare material.
Old Chen took it and felt that it could not be made of bronze. He carefully touched the black sword against the dagger, and as a result, both swords emitted cold light at the same time, and both were intact.
"What a good sword, it's no worse than my black sword. I wonder who used it, but it must have been very famous back then." Old Chen couldn't let it go, and finally handed it to Wang Xuan, asking him to keep it well, as it would be of great use in the future.
"It just glowed automatically." Aoki looked surprised.
Lao Chen nodded and said, "Of course. Why do I say it is extraordinary? Just like the black sword, it can make ghosts and gods retreat. Its mysterious properties are unimaginable and need to be explored slowly."
"Ghosts and gods retreat?" Wang Xuan looked puzzled.
"The places our expedition organization goes to are very unusual. Over the past few decades, I have experienced all kinds of storms, but I have also encountered some things that are hard to explain. In the end, I relied on this black sword in my hand to save my life in some desperate situations. I have encountered inexplicable things and powers, but they dissipated when they touched the black sword and did not get close to me."
Wang Xuan was delighted. He stroked the bronze dagger with his hand and prepared to make a scabbard for it. In the future, he could insert it into his boot or tie it to his forearm, making it convenient to carry.
Old Chen said, "Qingmu, go back and take the broken pieces of this snow-white sword and melt them down to forge a weapon for your own use."
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Wang Xuan walked out of Lao Chen's ward. It was still cloudy outside. Although it was not raining, lightning flashed across the sky from time to time.
He looked up at the sky and sighed softly. Today he would be parting with Lao Chen and Qingmu, and he didn't know when they would see each other again.
Suddenly, he was stunned. What was there in the clouds? There were dots of golden light rippling, floating up and down, a little hazy, a little sacred!
He immediately turned around and rushed into the ward, saying, "Lao Qing, go to the window and take a look. What is that in the clouds?!"
Aoki was surprised, but still walked over and looked up at the sky. As a result... he saw nothing, only dark clouds and the occasional flash of lightning.
"Damn it, I can't be dazzled, it's still there!" Wang Xuan was sure that he was not seeing things.
Upon hearing this, Old Chen on the bed jumped up, rushed to the French window, and stared at the sky. However, he was also puzzled, there was nothing but dark clouds and lightning.
Wang Xuan whispered, "I really saw it. It was a hazy ball of golden light, peaceful and sacred, but it was too far away to see clearly!"
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