After pausing, Song Zihao continued, "But no matter what, I will not give up. Since there is no Snow Drinking Knife in the Longmen Grottoes, it must be among the other grottoes. The reason why they have not been found is because they have not been discovered by players. The next target is the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang..." There is no doubt that this is a very deceptive guy who believes in the goal, he will never give up easily. Snow Drinking Knife is Song Zihao's goal. No matter how heavy the price is, Song Zihao will not give up this goal. He must get the Snow Drinking Knife.

After expressing his wish, Song Zihao smiled, looked at Zhou Bo and asked, "What about you, what are you going to do next?"

"What to do? Go back to your hometown... I might stay in Dali City for a while..." After thinking for a while, Zhou Bo said: "But I'm not sure if there is any big news on the Huashan Sect, I will definitely not miss it... Haha, I don't know how powerful this weapon can reach after it is formed."

Both masters were a little moved. The two fights side by side have already created something like friendship between the two... Yes, it should be friendship.

Because of Zhou Bo's personality and what he carries, Zhou Bo has few friends. Zhou Bo cherishes every friend very much. In fact, the same is true for Song Zihao. Although Song Zihao has a prominent identity in the soul world, there are not many true close friends. In fact, from some aspects, these are two very similar, and even similar, somewhat amazing guys.

Such people have few friends, but any friend is absolutely loyal and a lifelong friend.

They may not need any exciting things to make friends, even if they are just a short time to spend together.

"You killed the Ming Cult's Bai Mei... It would be fine if you really killed it, but that guy Bai Mei chose to commit suicide under your pressure... Then the players in the soul world seem to be a passionate thing. They would rather commit suicide and rebirth and suffer great losses than suck the internal energy by you... Now you can be considered an enemy of the Ming Cult. In addition, Wudang, Huashan, and Black and White, you are almost enemies everywhere, and your kid will have a hard time in the future... Otherwise, you follow me to Lingnan, our Song family is in Lingnan, and we are dominant in the Lingnan area, and even Wudang Shaolin is not afraid..." I don't know how long it took, but after a while of chatting, Song Zihao suddenly said.

This is true. The Song family of Lingnan Tiandao is a well-known family in the world. The reputation of Song Que Tiandao is not false. It is a reputation that relies on its own strength to fight. As for Song Que, he is also one of the well-known super experts in Gu Long's works. If Zhou Bo really came to Lingnan, let alone Wudang, even if the Wudang Ming Cult joined forces, he might not dare to go to Lingnan to make trouble.

The strength of the Song family is much stronger than that of the Duan family.

But Zhou Bo smiled and rejected Song Zihao's proposal: "Brother Song, he is in the world. He can't help but behave. How did your strength grow?"

"I got it all the way!" After pondering for a while, Song Zihao replied. This answer also made Song Zihao understand the reason why Zhou Bo refused his invitation.

That's right, if you are in the world, you can't help yourself. If you want to save your life and protect the people around you, you have to fight and fight non-stop. Without enough strength, you have nothing. And strength cannot be improved by staying at home and practicing. Only the most miserable battle, the most dangerous battle, and the experience of dying can stimulate your potential and increase your strength more rapidly.

Zhou Bo understands this principle, and Song Zihao also understands it, so Zhou Bo will not choose the comfortable path. Since he has chosen this path, there is no possibility of remorse.

For the masters in the soul world, resting is almost a luxury, and there is rarely a leisurely time to rest, so even if it is resting, it will not last too long. Just when Zhou Bo was chatting with Song Zihao, Yang Tianxing also woke up. As for Yi Yun, perhaps even thinking about Zhou Bo's weapons in her sleep.

It can be said that although this weapon is Zhou Bo, Yi Yun is more concerned and caring more than Zhou Bo.

For Zhou Bo, this is just a weapon, but for Yi Yun, it is almost a symbol, a symbol of his own forging skills... If this weapon can be successful, it can be imagined that Yi Yun's satisfaction will reach an unparalleled level.

So, just as Yang Tianxing had just woken up, Yi Yun quickly woke up.

Almost impatient, her eyes were red and she rushed towards the forging room. She could no longer stand the torture. She was eager to see what the weapon that she had ever had, which might be a height that she could not reach for a long time in the future.

It was obvious that this little girl did not have a good rest at all. Even when she was lying in bed, she probably was wandering half-dream and half-awake. For this girl, the temptation was too strong, making this little girl unable to really have a good rest at all.

The group of four people came to the forging room. After so long, the originally hot room has gradually cooled down. Although it is still stuffy, it is many times better than before.

With a pilgrimage-like mood, I don’t know if it’s hope, desire, or curiosity... Four pairs of eyes threw themselves towards the quenching pool...

The blood inside had disappeared at some point, completely disappeared, and there was no blood, and there was not even a trace of dark red. The Qilin blood that had originally accumulated in the pool had completely disappeared.

Instead, it was the weapon, a sharp claw, lying quietly in the pool, without moving... In the dim forging room, there was a blood-red dazzling light in front of me.

red……

A weird red.
Chapter completed!