C134

Chen Fei would occasionally play with the beasts, so he could tell with a glance that what was in the box was a very famous weapon in the world of beasts — — Frost Mourn!

This sword was around 1.3 meters long, but its handle was nearly 30 centimeters. It was obviously a two-handed sword.

On both sides of the sword hilt, there were two gauntlets with skulls on them. On both sides of the sword hilt, there were two carvings of a goat's head.

The front half of the sword was in a jagged shape. The widest part was close to ten centimeters, while the back half of the sword was quickly shrinking. The end of the sword was exceptionally sharp.

In the middle of the sword was a groove. Near the hilt of the sword, there was an inscription. It should be the so-called incantation.

"Gongzi, what do you think?" Shuang Er happily took out the Frost Mourn.

Chen Fei had originally planned to give up, but seeing how excited Shuang Er was, he did not feel good about it, so he extended his hand to receive it.

The moment the sword appeared in his hand, it suddenly sank, almost falling to the ground.

"So heavy?" Chen Fei quickly grabbed it with both of his hands and made some calculations in his mind. He felt like it weighed at least seven to eight catties.

Young master, you don't know this, but this sword was personally crafted by a magical beast enthusiast. It's made from real material." Shuang-er took a step back as he looked at Chen Fei in fascination, saying, "A treasured sword is compatible with a hero. Shuang-er feels that Young Master's holding this sword has the domineering aura of a king.

"Pah pah pah!" This is also called a king, this is also called domineering? Didn't you see what she looked like when she was neatly dressed? Zhao Haibin was not convinced and said with a pout, "Also, if you don't understand, then don't pretend you understand. Just say what you really are?" This sword was created by Master Long Quan Zhen Duan. It was made of manganese steel and copper, and its surface was plated with chromium. Furthermore, it passed the ultrasonic testing test. This is not sharpened. If you were to sharpen it, you could easily cut apart an ox with your sword! "

Actually, the moment the sword appeared in his hand, Chen Fei had fallen in love with it.

Although Chen Fei was not a Cosplay fan, it was still exciting to have a piece of equipment that he had once used in a game.

With the sword in his hand, Chen Fei believed in Zhao Haibin's description. He believed that not only was this a handicraft, it could also become a weapon that could kill people.

Of course, it was also a weapon for posturing!

If he had used such a strange sword in an Instance Dungeon, he would have been able to intimidate a large group of people with weak kung fu skills, right?

In addition, this was just acting. At a critical moment, he still needed to summon the kitchen knife.

Therefore, Chen Fei held the sword with both hands and waved it back and forth a few times in the narrow living room. Although it felt heavy, it shouldn't be a problem if he used his own strength.

"Don't move, don't move!" Zhao Haibin immediately screamed, "See it clearly, it must be fun. Quickly put it down."

"If Young Master likes it, why are you shouting so much?" Shuang Er saw through Chen Fei's fondness, his eyes immediately lit up, and said: "Zhao Haibin, name a price, how much are you selling it for?"

"Sell, this is a treasure for me to eat, why would it be sold?" Zhao Haibin shook his head repeatedly.

Shuang Er laughed: "You're almost unable to turn the pot on, what are you pretending for?"

"It's not for sale. Initially, in order to obtain this Frost Mourn, I spent more than eight thousand and consecutively ate instant noodles for three months. "It's the same for now. I can still eat instant noodles for three months!" Although he did not want to sell it, Zhao Haibin still told him the price of the Frost Mourn.

Shuang Er scoffed, "I'll just take it as if you bought it for eight thousand yuan. I'll give you eighty thousand yuan now, are you selling it?"

"Are you serious? No kidding? Eighty thousand dollars? Sold! " Zhao Haibin's eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets. The change happened so fast that Chen Fei almost laughed out loud.

As long as the price was enough, forget about a sword, even more important things would be sold!

"Satisfying! Deal!" Shuang Er was overjoyed, and said: "Congratulations, young master, you have obtained the Frost Mourn."

Eighty thousand, huh. Chen Fei felt his heart tremble, this is too expensive, Shuang Er, don't you know how to bargain?

"No matter what, since the boss is so generous, I'll give you this sword box. I don't want money!" Zhao Haibin stomped his foot, feeling very heroic.

"That's more like it!" Shuang Er held up the sword sheathe, and said to Chen Fei: "Young Noble, 80,000 yuan?"

"Eighty thousand dollars?" Chen Fei was dumbfounded.

He was so engrossed in feeling this sword that he forgot that there was no money needed to buy it.

One day ago, Chen Fei still had a few million, but last night he was scammed by Despair Number One for seven million, how could he still have money?

The amount of money he spent on the ingredients today was still only a fraction of what Shuang Er spent before. It was already less than ten thousand.

"You don't have any money, are you trying to play with me?" With his left hand grabbing the sword case and his right hand grabbing the Frost Mourn, he rushed into his bedroom and closed the door with a "peng" sound. He shouted: "Little Shuang, you are going too far! I have already fallen to such a state, and you still want to make fun of me? Are you still my good friend?"

What kind of money was this?

Chen Fei helplessly shook his head and said: "Shuang Er, let's go. We really can't afford it today."

"It's all Shuang Er's fault for being unrestrained about spending money. If only she had saved a bit, she wouldn't have caused Young Master so much trouble." Shuang Er looked at the bedroom door longingly and said: "Young Noble, that sword is really very compatible with you, Shuang Er really likes to see you holding it."

"Forget it, I'm not a hero. I won't be able to show off my power no matter what." Chen Fei comforted Shuang Er as he turned around and left Zhao Haibin's room.

The two of them went downstairs and walked to the front of the car. Shuang Er suddenly stopped in her tracks and said: "Young Noble, I seem to have lost something?"

Chen Fei asked, "What thing? Where did it go?"

"It should be upstairs. Young Noble, wait a moment, Shuang Er will be back soon. " Without waiting for Chen Fei's reply, Shuang Er turned and ran upstairs.

"How could this girl be so embarrassing?" Chen Fei shook his head, opened the car door and sat inside.

In less than two minutes, Shuang Er ran out of the car with the sword case containing the Frost Mourn. She got into the car and placed the sword case on Chen Fei's thigh, then laughed complacently: "Young master, we've found the thing."

Chen Fei opened the sword box and asked doubtfully, "What happened? Did he lend it to you?"

"He's a snob. She never borrows anything." Shuang Er started the car, hung up and moved forward, saying, "I knocked on the door and knocked him out with a single punch, then easily took him out."

Ah!" Chen Fei was shocked. "This isn't a robbery?

The twins laughed nonchalantly. "It's not a robbery between acquaintances. Besides, I left a note to make him a hundred thousand dollars in three days, and we won't go back on our word. Young Master is a dragon amongst men, making a hundred thousand is easy, but finding a good weapon is hard.

Chen Fei was speechless. He really didn't know how expensive firewood and rice was.

To Shuang Er, a hundred thousand was equivalent to ten thousand dollars. When you were at Green Willow Villa a few days ago, you had to put down your dignity just for a few thousand, how did you get brainwashed to such an extent?

Although he knew it was inappropriate, Chen Fei, seeing Shuang Er's sincerity, did not say anything.

Actually, a hundred thousand yuan was nothing to the current Chen Fei. Wasn't it just a bet?

He was already heavily in debt, he didn't care about the millions anyway, did he care about the hundred thousand yuan?

The two of them drove back to Celebrity International just after 9 in the morning.

Just as she entered the living room, Sun Xiaomei came over anxiously and said: "Hoodlum, not good, there's a ghost in this house. There was a ghost last night!"

"Haunted?" Chen Fei was shocked.