Chen Hao curiously felt the position of Qingqing and Lu Fan.
Lu fan is probably the late strength of Zhenyuan territory. Listening to the voice, he should not be old.
After Qingqing opened the door for Lu fan, Lu Fan rushed in and hugged Qingqing.
Qingqing pushed Lu Fan away and said, "don't do this!"
"Qingqing, what's the matter with you today?"
"Stop talking, my husband is back!"
"Really? Why don't you say a word?" Lu Fan's tone was filled with some fear, "I saw that you didn't hang that red gauze coat on the cool pole."
"He came back temporarily, which I didn't expect."
Lu Fan whispered, "since he's back, I'd better go back!"
"Wait, don't go back!"
"What?"
Qingqing asked softly, "can you stay with me?"
"But I heard that your family is a congenital master!"
"Why, are you afraid?"
Before Chen Hao heard Lu Fan's answer, he heard Qingqing's voice: "don't worry, he's sleeping to death, and even I can't wake up!"
"That's a congenital master. Even if he falls asleep, he may wake up!" Lu Fan lowered his voice and said, "I'm a rotten life. I've died without regret if I can get you in this life, but Qingqing you..."
"Don't worry, it seems that he met his enemy outside and fell asleep after being seriously injured... Don't worry, I guess he won't wake up until tomorrow morning!"
"Really?"
"Why did I lie to you!" Qingqing pleaded, "Lu Lang, can you stay with me? If you're not here, I'm afraid I can't sleep tonight."
"OK! But we can't be here. We'd better stay away from him in case he wakes up..."
"Well, I'll go up and bring a suit down now. Let's go to the room over the garden!"
Qingqing's footsteps came. She took a suit of clothes and put it on her body. Then she looked back at Wu Siyu: "Lao Wang, wake up... Your enemy seems to be coming!"
Wu Siyu did not respond.
Chen Hao watched her tiptoe away, and his divine consciousness also moved with Qingqing.
The house was very spacious. Lu Fan knew the way and waited in the small room they said early.
Hearing Qingqing murmur, "you don't know, my one almost killed me just now!"
"What's going on?" Lu Fan's tone was obviously a little nervous. After being nervous, he asked softly, "didn't he hurt you?"
"No, if he really hurt me, how can I stand in front of you intact?" Qingqing said again, "but it really scared me to death at that time. It was almost, fortunately, it just shaved my hair!"
"Let me see... It's true. He's really cruel!" Lu fan asked again, "then why did he do it to you?"
This boy is obviously afraid and guilty of being a thief!
"I don't know! I just saw him lying on the bed covered with blood and holding the sword in his hand, so I wanted to take down the sword in his hand and make him lie more comfortable... Who knows, he shot as soon as I touched him!"
Chen Hao heard Lu Fan's suppressed laughter.
Qingqing said in a complaining tone, "you still laugh!"
"Sorry, I really can't help it!"
"Hum! Believe it or not, I'll ignore you in the future?"
"Well, I don't laugh, I don't laugh!" Lu Fan said, "I heard that some masters kill too many people, and they will fight in their dreams."
"Don't mention killing in front of me, I can't stand it!"
"OK, I won't mention it!"
Qingqing continued, "you don't know, the sword in his hand is so strange!"
Lu Fan casually asked, "why is it strange?"
Even Chen Hao is curious. What's strange about him?
"At that time, I was scared silly, and my legs were so soft that I couldn't even climb up... Don't laugh... I noticed that there were many blood red strange patterns on the body of the sword. At that time, I counted a full 27, some thick and some thin, of which the 14th was the thickest and the strangest..."
Chen Hao clearly felt that when talking about these blood red patterns, Lu Fan's heart beat violently again, which had gradually calmed down.
He remembered that Wu Siyu was only running for his life all the way, and did not let him hide the characteristics of the red blood sword.
After Wu Siyu, who was seriously injured, finally got rid of the pursuers, he ran with one breath and fell down directly as soon as he arrived here. It was extraordinary to run here... How can I have time to carefully study the lengthy skill introduction of red blood sword?
Lu Fan casually asked, "what's strange?"
"Other red patterns are separated from each other, that is, the 16th pattern seems to cross the 15th pattern, and is intertwined with the thickest pattern in the 14th... I don't know what it means!"
"Maybe the master who cast the sword shook his hand when carving patterns!"
Chen Hao glanced at the sword and suddenly found that Qingqing was really careful, but her brain was still not very good!
"Shaking hands? No? But what you said seems to be really... Those blood red patterns, thick and thin... They are all irregular... The paintings are quite casual, I can only say... The master of sword casting is really casual, he won't carve until the end, and his hands are soft?"
"It's really possible!" Lu Fan whispered again, "but some skilled swordsmen or martial artists are more concerned about the actual use of weapons. No matter how ugly or wonderful the weapons look, as long as they are easy to use, they will not refuse."
Casual? Ugly? weirdo
Chen Hao felt as if someone was complaining about his ugliness!
It was the first time for him to meet someone who commented on the red blood sword like this!
Chen Haozhuo thought that if Wu Siyu could wake up safely, he must report the dog man and woman at the first time!
Originally, he didn't want to take care of Wu Siyu's family affairs, because it was very interesting to look at it like this.
"Also, after staring at the sword for a long time, I always feel that there is blood flowing in those patterns, which seems to attract me like a kind of magic. I can't help but want to reach for it. It's weird!"
"Well, I heard that spirit weapons are different from ordinary weapons. They have souls!"
"Alive?"
"Yes, you can understand that!"
"Will it see us..."
Lu Fan comforted, "don't worry, it won't. I heard the predecessors say that the intelligence of spirit tools is like dogs. They don't understand anything. Only those legendary magic weapons and spirits can have the same intelligence as humans."
ha-ha!
I don't understand anything!
Chen Hao sneered in the red blood sword.
"Sleep well!"
"Yes!"
After Qingqing breathed slowly, Lu Fan called her again. Seeing that she didn't respond, she secretly dressed and rushed to the attic.
Chen Hao estimated that Lu Fan might know the existence of red blood sword. After all, it has been happening for several days.
Wu Siyu, who was seriously injured, didn't run far. Someone in Anyu City knew the general characteristics of the red blood sword, which was also relatively normal.
Lu Fan climbed the stairs and appeared on the second floor. He pulled out his long sword and slowly approached Wu Siyu.