"If you're going to choose a sword, use it! And your brother happens to be using a hunting knife! You can try again! Van Helsing stroked his hair and laughed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Try what, do you want to do it again?" Rengar scratched his head and asked stupidly.

"Of course I have to do it again! I want revenge!" Van Haile excitedly.

"Oh well! But junior brother, can your body withstand it? Rengar asked with a smile.

"I'm as tenacious as Xiaoqiang in my life!" Van Haile pouted.

"What is Xiaoqiang?" Rengar asked suspiciously.

"Uh, nothing! Master, where's my sword? Van Hale successfully changed the subject.

"Wasn't your sword always by your side?" Van Helsing laughed.

When Fan Haile heard this, he turned his head and found a rusty, but extremely strange sword suspended behind Fan Haile.

"That's it—" Van Haile looked at the unremarkable hand, and said dejectedly.

"The sword has a spirit, if you can subdue this sword, say anything else!" Van Helsing just smiled faintly at this.

"With a broken sword, what other sword spirit can there be?" Fan Haile turned around with a look of disbelief, wanting to hold the sword in his hand, but the sword body changed its shape unbelievably and avoided Fan Haile's palm.

"Huh?" Van Hale was shocked.

"Hehe-she's angry, I guess you'll have a hard time catching her!" Seeing this, Van Helsing let out another long laugh and drank his tea.

"Xiao Lei, you come over to drink tea with the teacher first, Xiao Le is estimated to be busy for a while!" Van Helsing said happily.

"Oh!" Rengarmune agreed, then sat down and poured Van Helsing a cup of tea! In fact, he still hasn't understood what his master and brother are talking about, but he is too embarrassed to ask, so he can only look at it stupidly!

And Fan Haile is not having a good time here, he was really said by his master, this is not something that can be done in a moment and a half!

This sword looks rusty, and the rust color is not an ordinary color, it is black, and it looks particularly dirty! The body of the sword is the same as an ordinary sword, but the handle of the sword is a little strangely shaped, and there is a small blade extending backwards at the hilt, which suddenly makes this ordinary sword no longer ordinary.

Van Haile also knows the role of this small blade, and if the enemy gets too close to you, making your sword unable to perform, the effect of this blade is reflected!

At this time, Fan Haile was also already on the bed with the white leather armor given to him by Fan Haixin, so this also made Fan Haile's figure not constrained by the wide black robe, and his body speed was also a little smooth.

But, even so, Van Haile still still can't even touch the tail of the sword, every time Van Haile is about to grab the sword, the speed of the sword seems to have increased by a point, just escape from Van Haile's hands, there is a feeling of playing Fan Haile!

This made Van Haile very angry!

"Grabbing a sword is also a technical job!" Van Haile couldn't laugh or cry!

"It seems that just by grasping hard, it is estimated that you can't catch it, you have to have a little routine!" Van Haile thought, and his figure descended from the sky.

And the sword watched Fan Haile go down, and it also chased Fan Haile down, and when Fan Haile looked up, the sword quickly retreated.

"There's a play!" Fan Haile said secretly in his heart, and then lowered his head again.

And the sword saw that Fan Haile only raised his head and did not come to chase her, so he immediately relaxed his vigilance, and the sword body floated down again.

And just as the sword was about to approach Van Haile, Van Haile raised his head again.

The sword was startled, and immediately floated upwards quickly, but Van Haile still didn't chase her.

Then came the third, then the fourth, until Van Haile raised his head again, and the sword did not run away because of Van Haile's head, and Van Haile knew that the time was ripe!

"A sword is a sword, can it be compared to a master?" Fan Haile smiled in his heart, and then raised his head again.

And the sword didn't leave because of his head, as if he thought that Van Haile would not catch him, but Van Haile's figure swept directly and quickly towards the sword.

The sword was startled and immediately wanted to escape, but it was too late!

She has been firmly grasped by Van Haile at the head of the sword!

"Haha-I can't escape!" Fan Haile let out a rampant laugh and looked at the trembling sword body in his hand.

"Sample--I can't cure you-" Before Fan Haile finished speaking, the whole person was directly carried away by the sword, dangling in the air.

In the end, Van Haile still couldn't hold back and was thrown off by the sword.

"Vomit—"

As soon as Van Haile fell to the ground, he retched directly.

"I didn't expect that I got sick car, airsickness, seasickness, and now I'm still dizzy—gag—" Van Haile muttered in pain.

And the sword flying in the sky to show off, after seeing Fan Haile's appearance, he felt a little reluctant to fly down.

And this time Van Haile didn't look up again, or catch her, just bent over there retching!

The sword flew over and rubbed Fan Haile, Fan Haile didn't react, poked it, and Fan Haile still didn't react.

The sword felt that he was a little too much, so he stopped at Van Haile's hand and did not move!

"You go, I don't want you anymore, you-gag-" Van Haile just waved his hand, turned around and retched again!

And the sword also changed an angle, and it still stopped at Fan Haile's right hand, standing motionless, just waiting for Fan Haile to catch him!

"I've arrested you, and you're not leaving!" Van Haile snorted tentatively.

But the sword was still there!

"Caught!" Van Haile confirmed again, but the sword still did not respond.

Van Haile stretched out his hand and tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

But in the next moment, the sword flew again with Van Haile.

"Your sister—"

However, just when Fan Haile thought that the sword was going to take him around in circles again, the sword body was unusually quiet, and it just flew up with him and did nothing!

"Huh?" Fan Haile sighed lightly, and suddenly found that this sword is still very good!

can fly by herself, have her own consciousness, maybe when Fan Haile is tired, she can still escape with Fan Haile!

"Good sword-" Thinking of this, Fan Haile's expression immediately became pleasantly surprised.

But at this moment, after a tremble, the sword took Fan Haile in a circle again!

"What's going on—vomit—" (To be continued.) )