It’s a pity that his live broadcast account has few fans, otherwise he would definitely do an unboxing live broadcast.

Chen Huai'an happily took the two boxes into the room, closed the door and windows, drew the curtains, turned on only the bedside lamp, sat down on the bed, and rubbed his hands excitedly.

"First of all, this is a gift from our Qingran Xiao Ai!"

He cut the tape with a nail clipper, opened the box, and his face suddenly turned dark.

There was a sealed bag in the box, which contained a string of beads. I didn't know what material the beads were made of, but they looked like glass balls.

"Emm... this is just a bit perfunctory."

When Chen Huai'an took out the string of beads, he felt a warm and cool sensation to his touch. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the air became fresh the moment he breathed in, and the feeling of fatigue after waking up in the morning was swept away.

"Although the material is ordinary, the workmanship is rubbish, and the words engraved on it are still ugly enough to make me want to cry." He looked at the crooked blessing words on the beads and put them on his hands with a smile in his eyes: "But when I think of it as a small gift from Li Qingran, I feel a lot more energetic."

Yes, he identified the cool and exhilarating feeling he had just felt as the power of love. In the shoebox on the table not far away, the black cat that had been lying motionless suddenly twitched its nose, and a crack appeared in its tightly closed eyes.

"The next step is the big stuff!"

This time, Chen Huai'an's actions when opening the package were a little more violent.

In no time at all the big guy inside was exposed.

This is a simple long sword that looks a bit old, but it is obviously made to look old. The sword is 1.5 meters long and bronze in color. It is decorated with black fish scales. There are difficult to recognize traditional Chinese characters engraved on the handle. Chen Huai'an secretly guessed that it might be the name of the swordsmith.

"The sword's name, Black Scale, is quite appropriate."

Chen Huai'an raised the Black Scale Sword towards the overhead light.

The light flashed across the sword's edge, reflecting a cold light on the blade that seemed to not belong to this era.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that this sword was out of tune with this world. No, it should be said that this sword belonged to Li Qingran's world. It was not a work of art, but a real flying sword belonging to the Cangyun World.

"I must have not slept well last night. My brain is messed up."

Chen Huai'an was speechless at his naive imagination.

However, he was very confident about the level of the game makers in making props. For example, the amulet from last time, although it faded, seemed to be really made by Li Qingran. The beads this time, although the material was probably just glass, had a faint fragrance on them, just like the one on the previous amulet. To put it bluntly, this is all about details!

As for this sword.

There is nothing much to say.

It is made of real materials and looks very cool when placed as a decoration at home.

"So, this sword is sharpened, right?" Chen Huaian shook his head. He was about to try it with his hand but immediately retracted it. His subconscious told him that it was better not to do so.

So he picked up a curly black hair from the ground.

Throw it gently onto the blade.

Yin——!

I could vaguely hear the sound of a sword.

Chen Huai'an stared in amazement as the hair broke into two pieces and fell from both sides of the sword.

"Fuck! So sharp?!"

"This is a controlled knife, right? How did you get it here?"

놚Yes, he was investigated누Is he going to be arrested?

Chen Huaian quickly put the sword back into the scabbard. There happened to be a nail for hanging pictures on the wall beside the bed, so he hung the Black Scale Sword there.

To be honest, it doesn't look out of place at all to have such a Feng Fei sword hanging on the modern decoration.

"It's decided, Black Scale Sword, from now on you will transform with me! Hehehehe!"

Black Scale Sword: “…”

The black cat in the shoebox: “…”

[This kid is really weird, he actually has a magic weapon flying sword! ]

[Is it possible that in this era, there are still magical instruments that can be used? Why didn’t I encounter them on the road? But the puppet technology is very advanced...]

Inside the shoe box, the black cat stared out with its round eyes.

돗was awakened by the spiritual energy emitted by the spiritual stone.

This spiritual energy is the most precious resource for 돗 at the moment. Even just breathing the air containing 놋 spiritual energy can speed up the healing of 돗's injuries.

The golden needle secret technique and the ancestral dragon body protection...

Now the spiritual stones and magic tools have also appeared.

Black Cat was confused, not knowing what was going on with Chen Huai'an, let alone what was going on in this era.

Logically speaking, these things related to spiritual energy should have disappeared from this world.

What I saw and heard after waking up also confirmed this.

It's this kid...why is he so naughty?

This is not metaphysics!

No matter what, the first priority is to help this kid recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

Although the Ancestral Dragon's protection is tricky, it will be fine as long as you don't have the intention of hurting that kid.

돗녊 tried to meow with his last breath to attract Chen Huaian, but he found that there was no one in the room.

【What about that kid? 】

The black cat dragged its heavy body to the windowsill.

The target was found wearing pajamas and running towards the square opposite the hotel with a clothesline in his hand.

…

Old man Li has been practicing Tai Chi in the small square for 20 years.

In the field of Tai Chi for seniors, he said that among the old men from the eight surrounding communities, no one dared to claim first place.

"You are still playing games on the road. Watch out for cars!" Seeing two children crossing the road while applying pesticides, old man Li kindly reminded them.

As a result, one of the kids turned around and gave him the middle finger: "Old man, mind your own business, it's none of your business!"

"You! You're hurting..."

Old man Li looked at the two students going away, shook his head and sighed.

Young people nowadays are becoming less and less energetic. They are either playing games all day long, unlike in his era.

Technology has brought about social progress, but it has also caused people to lose a lot of innocence and nostalgia.

"well--!"

Old man Li sighed again and walked to the tree where he practiced boxing every day.

But he found that there was another figure who had arrived earlier than him.

It was a young man in pajamas, holding a clothesline, sticking his butt out, and sweating profusely as he maintained strange movements.

Even though the young man's movements were not standard, Old Man Li still felt that at that moment, a ray of light appeared in the darkness.

Vigorous young people, isn't that what this era lacks? Isn't that what he admires the most?

Looking at the movements of this guy, he has some taste, but he obviously lacks basic knowledge and solid foundation.

Since Tian has seen you, let this senior teach you a lesson.

"Young man, you are doing this wrong. Your base is unstable. This is not the way to do horse stance!"

Chen Huai'an is practicing the Green Lotus Sword Canon in pain.

Suddenly, I heard an old voice from behind.

Then, a pair of broad hands pressed down hard on his shoulders.

Then a foot got stuck between his legs and slid outward.

Chen Huai'an gasped as his right leg, which was in a cast, felt a sharp pain, but he didn't feel annoyed at all.

Because the old man behind him helped him to correct the movements.

He was surprised to find that

The progress of the first chapter of the Green Lotus Sword Canon has soared from 2% to 13%!