24 hours to save the world

This man is very strange.

Du Fei felt this way at first.

There was a bit of indifference in the calmness, and he had a calmness that seemed like nothing could make him take it to heart. Even his expression was so calm, but the strange thing was that his eyes were so sharp that they almost pierced her.

Then he laughed.

Although his eyes were still sharp, his aura was slightly softer.

She had met many men at the archery hall, and almost every man she met could tell what kind of person they were, but this man alone made her feel confused.

She obviously looks young on the face, about twenty years old, but she easily falls into his rhythm during the conversation, as if he has seen through everything about her the first time he sees her.

If this wasn't enough to arouse her interest, what was even more egregious was that she didn't even have any disgusting emotions. When she came back to her senses and thought about it carefully, every word the other party said seemed to hit her point of interest, as precise as a scalpel. Her remarks carefully cut through her defensiveness.

"...So, when your grandfather made the Mo Shadow Bow, did he also make matching arrows for it?"

Before I knew it, the conversation had reached this point.

Strange, how could I talk about my grandfather with a stranger?

While Du Fei was confused, she looked up and saw Zhu Shijiu's gentle smile.

Yes, this man said that he had heard about the reputation of the unknown grandfather, so he came here because of his reputation. That familiar gesture was like facing an old friend that she had known for a long time - both she and Mo Ying Gong felt extremely familiar.

Only then did she accidentally start chatting with the other person, even putting her work on hold temporarily.

"The matching arrows...are available."

I answered it unconsciously.

"But that kind of arrow is not suitable for modern society, because it cannot be used in competitions. Except for hunting wild animals in the wild, it cannot be taken out at other times. So I have kept the arrows sealed for so many years. "

"There is no need to seal it up. If the arrow is not released, even if the Mo Shadow Bow finds its owner, what's the point?"

There was a hint of complaint in Zhu Shijiu's tone when he said this.

If you had told me that you had matching arrows, I would have bought them, right? Maybe you can gain more from the last week.

But you actually hid it, little old girl, you are not kind.

"Ah?" Du Fei glanced at Zhu Shijiu, "Are you from the wild hunting sect?"

"……Yes."

"That's right. Except for the wild hunting sect, almost no archers will pursue too much lethality."

Du Fei pointed to the target paper in the distance: "The current competitive arrows can only pierce soft things like target paper at most, let alone the novice distance of ten or twenty meters, even if the arrow is farther, It can also penetrate the target paper smoothly.”

So the power of the arrow doesn't matter at all.

Du Fei said: "Actually, when my grandfather made the Mo Shadow Bow, he didn't want to make the Mo Shadow Bow a hunting bow. But after the production was completed, in order to make the Mo Shadow Bow more perfect, my grandfather made a hunting bow by the way. sharp arrow."

Zhu Shijiu wondered: "But because you are an indoor person, you sealed the sharp arrows?"

Du Fei laughed: "Yes."

"but……"

Zhu Shi Jiuyi said pointedly.

"...I guess your grandfather also expected it at the time. The new owner of the Mo Shadow Bow will be a wild hunting sect."

Du Fei understood Zhu Shijiu's words and looked Zhu Shijiu up and down.

"Are you so confident that you can become the new owner of Mo Shadow Bow?"

Zhu Shijiu opened his mouth.

Wouldn’t it be enough to just spend a thousand yuan? What's so hard about this?

Although he wanted to say this, seeing Du Fei's serious eyes, Zhu Shijiu noticed that the situation seemed to have changed this week.

A bad premonition arose in his heart, and he asked: "If I want to buy the Moying Bow..."

Du Fei directly spread her hands: "Sorry, the Mo Shadow Bow is not for sale. The owner of the Mo Shadow Bow I am looking for cannot be a vulgar person. If you want the Mo Shadow Bow and its matching arrows, it is very simple. If you beat me in archery, I won’t give you a penny and I’ll give you the Moying Bow directly.”

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Shijiu, who was originally very calm and confident that this week was under his control, was immediately confused.

What happened? He was at a loss.

Why are the two weeks different?

"Wait...let me take a moment..."

Zhu Shijiu rubbed his eyebrows, then asked after holding it in for a long time.

"……Why?"

Du Fei told the truth: "You are a wild hunting sect, so I doubt whether you can treat the Moying Bow well. It was the glory of my grandfather during his lifetime, and even its matching arrows are carefully made one by one. It is said that the arrows perfectly match the Moying Bow, but if you are just a mediocre person, then those arrows will only be buried in your hands, no matter whether they are arrows or not. "

It turns out the problem lies here.

I wish Shijiu understood.

In the last week, he didn't ask for the matching arrows of Mo Ying Bow, so there was no possibility of destroying the arrows. Du Fei only regarded him as an ordinary bow and arrow collector, and only hoped that Mo Ying Bow would be there again. He was treated well and kindly in his hands.

But in this round, he thought that his favorability had reached the standard, but he didn't expect that just asking for an extra set of arrows, the difference between the indoor and outdoor hunting factions would cause Du Fei to change his decision.

Miscalculated.

The repeated death rollbacks almost made Zhu Shijiu think that these insignificant passers-by were just small characters and could not affect the overall situation, but he forgot that these people were all people, living people.

Humans with thoughts, emotions, and things they care about.

And what did he think of them as?

NPC?

Zhu Shijiu suddenly felt a little guilty.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I don't want the Moying Bow anymore."

After saying that, Zhu Shijiu turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey... wait... wait a minute!"

Du Fei hurriedly grabbed Zhu Shijiu.

Zhu Shijiu said helplessly: "I feel that I can't defeat you, so I don't want the Ink Shadow Bow."

Du Fei pulled Zhu Shijiu to stop him from leaving: "If you don't like the conditions, you can talk about it. Why are you so anxious! So, two thousand, give me two thousand and I will sell you the Ink Shadow Bow, including the matching arrows!"

Zhu Shijiu: "..."

What about the worry that the Ink Shadow Bow will be buried?

Du Fei slapped himself in the face, and was embarrassed at this time. He explained: "To be honest, I can't just sell that kind of lethal arrow to others casually, and it can't be too cheap even if the labor cost is included. If you have the strength to defeat me, of course I can give you the Ink Shadow Bow, but if you can't even defeat me, then I can only sell it at a higher price."

"..."

Zhu Shijiu was so angry that he almost punched her.

It's just two thousand yuan, I can afford it! She actually said it as if it was so serious.

Do you know that I almost wanted to restart this round?

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