So, in front of Su Luo, there was a broken sword without a handle.

Those swordsmen all use one kind. Look at it and say it's a broken sword. Look at Su Luo with such eyes.

But Su Luo --

her eyes were filled with ecstasy.

Because no one had noticed the sword before, so they didn't try to pull out the sword, so they didn't crush the handle. So they didn't know that with the breaking of the handle, what appeared before Su Luo's eyes was the red color of the sword tail.

This red, let Su Luo see the flaw!

Therefore, Su Luo's hand holds the sword tail, starts to draw the sword.

The swordsmen frowned one after another, and the most powerful man said, "don't waste your energy. This sword fell from the sky one day many years ago and went straight into the earth slope."

Su Luo looked up at him.

At this time, other swordsmen also began to persuade.

"This sword has never been pulled out."

"What's more, it's bad luck to be close to this sword, and you'll always lose the fight."

"Anyway, it's not a good sword. Choose me."

"Choose me, choose me!"

And now there's another chaos.

Su's head is big.

She did experiment just now. She wanted to pull out the sword, but she couldn't pull it out.

Is it true that this sword drawing does not belong to her?

Su Luo thought that since her blood can make so many sword spirits flock to each other, she must have something unique. I wonder if she can wake up the sword spirit in this broken sword.

With the idea of trying, Su Luo bit her finger, and a drop of bright red blood rolled down and fell on the broken sword.

"Gulu --"

this is the sound of the sword spirits cutting their saliva.

They scrambled to go with Su Luo for the blood on her body. Now seeing her blood rolling down, they could hardly help smelling the attractive smell.

A drop of blood slowly rolled down on the broken sword and soon disappeared.

But Su Luo's eyes are a joy.

There's a door!

So, Su Luo squeezed out three drops of blood and rolled off the broken sword.

"Gulu Gulu -" the voice of the swordsmen swallowing together!

Their envious eyes are almost protruding!

Why waste so precious blood on scrap iron! They want to drink too!

She did not notice all the soul of the broken sword.

With three drops of blood rolling down, the rusty body of the sword is washed away at the place where the blood flows, revealing a little bit of the sword body.

Originally, Su Luo thought that with the washing of her blood, the sword would shine brilliantly.

But she was disappointed.

Even if the sword handle is stained with rust, it still has no blood stains.

"Just say, this is a broken sword. No one wants it."

"Those three drops of blood, why waste it? How nice to drink it for me."

"It's still too late to give it up and come back to me. I'll think about it."

The swordsmen said haughtily.

But Su Luo didn't seem to hear their words at all. She was still immersed in the world of broken swords for a long time.

Others don't know, but Su Luo knows better than anyone. Just as the three drops of blood roll down, she seems to hear a slight sigh.

The voice, as if not, appeared not in her ear, but in the depths of her soul.

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