C18 Sisterhood

On the most bustling and luxurious Embroidery Road in River City, Jiang Hornless took the lead and led Luo Liya and the other three along.

Other than the fact that Luo Liya looked like a girl, the rest of them all possessed the ability to attract others' attention. Along the way, almost everyone was looking at them, which made Luo Qingqing and Jiang Hornless more satisfied than ever with their pride. They all enjoyed using this kind of gaze.

"Hmph, Jiang Hun, Shunping and Shunli are not here to begin with, why did you bring us here to perform on the Embroidery Road?" Fu Dongming wasn't polite to Jiang Hun at all. He would never show a polite expression to him.

He also gave a cold laugh and said: "If you want to do good deeds, you must first take advantage of the weapon. Since you two countryside bumpkins aren't even decent weapons, I've decided to give each of you one more weapon!"

Fu Dongming flew into a rage, "Who are you calling a country bumpkin?"

Jiang Xiang shook the treasured sword hanging around his waist and said with a proud smile, "What? Unconvinced? Then bring out a sword that matches my sword. "

Fu Dongming was so angry that his entire body was trembling, but he didn't know how to refute.

Fu Dongming's father, Fu Quan, was the second in command of River City. He was the governor of River City, while Jiang Jun's father, Jiang He, was the first in command of River City.

It could be said that his father's strength directly spread to his son, and Fu Dongming's strength was truly incomparable to Jiang Hornless's. His flute sword was already the best godly weapon that his family could take out, but it was still far from Jiang Yuming's strength. The main reason for this was not that Fu Dongming's condition was not good, but that Jiang Yuming's condition was too good; even the largest weapon shop in Jiang City was owned by his family.

The only requirement was that the buyer must have a certain level of strength. At the very least, it must meet the requirements of the 'little sword master'; any 'martial master' or 'martial artist' below the 'little sword master' or 'martial disciple' was not allowed to wear weapons.

Naturally, there were other conditions for such an enlightened state policy. That was when the nation was in distress, and all the soldiers had to respond to the nation's call to become a part of the nation and help the nation.

Luo Liya pulled back the enraged Fu Dongming and smiled coquettishly: "Young Master Fu, since young master Jiang is so generous in wanting to gift us more weapons, then you're disrespectful."

Luo Liya believed that Jiang Huai definitely wouldn't be so kind-hearted as to give her two weapons. She was afraid that he would have already made a move on them long ago.

But so what? Luo Liya sneered in her heart. She really wanted to see what methods Jiang Huai could use.

"Hahaha, that's more like it! Follow me!" With a proud smile on his face, Jiang Huai brought the three of them into the resplendent weapons shop.

It was a very magnanimous shop, as grand as the academy's martial hall. There was still nothing heavy in the middle, and Luo Liya had just found out from Fu Dongming that the buildings of this era did not carry steel and concrete, but array formations.

Every time a building was built up, the underground would be strengthened by the magic array. With the operation of the formation, the building would be able to hold on for dozens or even hundreds of years. Unless there was a natural disaster or force majeure, this building would not be damaged.

Luo Liya opened her eyes once more. The wisdom of the ancient people was indeed extraordinary. It was a pity that this kind of formation had already been lost during her era. Otherwise, how could the price of a house be so expensive?

Jiang Xiu pulled out a weapon rack and stood in front of the fuming Fu Dongming. Luo Liya looked at this shining weapon and sneered in her heart.

The materials used to forge these weapons were not bad, but she could smell a faint fishy smell. This was not the unique smell of these weapons, but rather, this was the unique scent of these weapons.

"Pick. Every sword here is several times better than your lousy sword." With a sense of superiority that couldn't be concealed, Jiang Hornless looked condescendingly at Fu Dongming with a provocative gaze.

Fu Dongming clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He really could not tolerate any longer.

At this moment, Luo Liya picked up a treasured sword with red markings and threw it to Fu Dongming. Fu Dongming took it over in confusion. He didn't understand why Luo Liya would choose a sword with red markings from her failure to forge it.

Luo Liya saw the doubt in his eyes, and innocently smiled, "I like this sword, I think it is a little more beautiful."

This was a very speechless excuse. Of course, it was also in accordance with Luo Liya's innocent expression and tone. Fu Dongming kept it away helplessly.

Naturally, Luo Liya would not tell him that there were many differences between a failed sword mark and a sword mark made deliberately by a forger. She would randomly choose a foot long green scabbard and place it at her waist.

Luo Qingqing laughed, "This sword is a good match for my sister's height."

When Luo Liya heard this, she did not say anything. She only smiled as she glanced at her rusted, ugly treasured sword.

This sword was gifted to Luo Qingqing by her father, Luo Yan. It was a divine weapon that accompanied him on his battles on the battlefield, and was even sharper than Jiang Hornless's weapon. This sword had always been her, Luo Qingqing's, treasured sword as a gift, and even her two brothers and two sisters had never received her father's sword as a gift.

The only drawback of this sword was that it looked a bit ugly. Time had gouged out its splendor, leaving behind nothing but decadence and old age.

Luo Liya didn't say a word, but her expression clearly reflected what Luo Qingqing had just said.

Yes, sister, my height can only match this kind of short sword, sister, your looks can only match that kind of broken sword!

Sometimes, silent contempt can make a person go crazy more than verbal provocation. Luo Qingqing's face immediately turned green in anger, and with a clang, she pulled out her treasure sword and shouted: "Luo Liya, explain to me clearly what that look of yours means. "This is a personal sword given to me by my lord father. It is a great honor. Do you think I am not worthy of it?

Luo Liya gave a bright smile, revealing two shallow dimples. She looked extremely adorable, "It's compatible, Third Sis. You're extremely compatible with it."

Luo Liya's words were spoken innocently, but in Luo Qingqing's ears, they were extremely ear-piercing. At this time, she also realized how stupid her words were, and how much she had brought about a loss of interest in herself. This discovery angered her to the point her delicate body trembled, and with a furious roar, she suddenly pulled out her weapon, slashing it towards Luo Liya.