"What can't you do? I believe uncle, you won't hurt me."
Shen Ning smiles and takes out the night pearl from her pocket. She holds it in her palm and strides in.
Zixiao Pavilion master slightly a Zheng, then the corner of the mouth hook up a sneer, follow Shen Ning's back.
After entering the cave, he did not know where to press on the wall, only heard the sound of "Zha". The stone wall closed again, completely isolating the two people from the outside.
Shen Ning heard the sound of closing the door, but she did not look back.
It is also false to say that she is not afraid at all. After all, behind her is a jackal in human skin. She may not be so fierce that she will swallow her belt bone.
But she knew better that she could not show her timidity in any case, otherwise she would only let herself die faster.
There was no light in the cave, and there was no light in it.
She held up the Pearl of the night and let the soft light illuminate her body and looked around.
The cave was much larger than she had imagined. Only a small part of the night pearl could be illuminated, and most of it was hidden in the dark.
In the light of the night pearl, Shen Ning sees that there are shelves in front of her body and behind her. There are weapons of various shapes on them. Some are rusty, some are primitive, some are cold and some are not impressive.
But she knew that every weapon here was a valuable treasure, whether it was sharp or not.
But these weapons are all cold weapons, which can not be compared with pistols.
She didn't mind that the pistol fell into the hands of Zixiao Pavilion master. After all, there was only one bullet left in the gun, and the pistol without bullet was not easy to scare people, because in this era, no one knew this thing.
And cold weapons are still the king of this era.
She wants to choose a good weapon for mochuan, because a good weapon is like a tiger to add wings to mochuan.
We must choose a better one than the soft snake sword of Chu Shaoyang!
Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by a sword placed in the corner.
There is nothing less impressive than this sword in the whole armory. It can only be said that it has the shape of a sword. It is dark all over, and it is not placed on the weapon rack. Instead, it is casually erected in the corner. If it was not for a casual glance by the light of the night pearl, she would not have noticed the sword.
Because all the weapons are far away from the black sword, it seems that it is particularly lonely and inconspicuous, just like a beggar abandoned by nobles.
But Shen Ning has a crush on the beggar in this weapon.
"Uncle, I like that sword."
She said without hesitation, holding the iron sword in the corner.
Looking in the direction of her finger, the face of Zixiao Pavilion master suddenly changed. He said in a sharp voice: "who told you to choose this sword? Is it Xiao'er? "
His first reaction must be that Mr. Qian Mian told her that when he walked into the room, he saw him holding her hand, as if he were saying something to her.
Shen Ning shook his head and said, "what Xiao'er, is Xiao'er your son? Ah, bah, what the little white eyed wolf thinks in his mind is how to harm me. How can he tell me about your Zixiao pavilion? "
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