The journey of a heroine starting from the Dragon Clan

Xing was because he was too tired from the special training in the previous few months. Lu Mingfei slept for a very long time. When he got up, it was already bright.

And just as he was staring at the flying snowflakes outside in a daze, there was a knock on the door, and a head poked in from the door.

"Are you awake? It's just you. Get up quickly, wash up, and come to the pavilion in the middle of the courtyard. We're going to have New Year's Eve dinner."

"...New Year's Eve dinner?"

Turning to look at Mu Qingzhi at the door, Lu Mingfei looked confused.

"Today is New Year's Eve, in other words New Year's Eve... This is the fifth time I have said this today."

As if she couldn't bear it, Mu Qingzhi reached out and pressed her forehead as if she had a headache.

"Hurry up, come over after you wash up, I will give you the New Year's money then!!"

"New Year's money? What about that, I think..."

"——Bang!!!"

——The door suddenly closed interrupting his words.

Lu Mingfei: "..."

...A few minutes later, a freshly washed Lu Mingfei braved the heavy snow and came to the center of the pavilion.

This pavilion is also very simple. Rather than being a pavilion, it looks more like a large parasol propped up on the ground. There is a round table in the middle and eight stools next to the round table.

In the corner next to the round table, Chu Zihang, who was wearing an apron around his waist, was busy cooking with Su Qi. The smell of fireworks escaped from the pots and pans, and then perfectly blended into the surrounding snowflakes. .

Beside the round table, Caesar, Nono, and Zero were concentrating on making dumplings. Zero was in charge of rolling out the dough, while Nono and Caesar were in charge of wrapping. The scene looked harmonious.

Although it was his first time trying it, Caesar's dumplings were quite decent. The control training in the previous month gave him enough confidence.

In fact, strictly speaking, as an Italian, Caesar does not have a New Year's Eve dinner. They celebrate Christmas and New Year's Day. However, six of the seven people present were from China, so Caesar naturally had to follow the local customs.

After three whole months of hell-like training, Caesar no longer had the aristocratic temperament he had before. Instead, he had developed an iron-blooded temperament out of thin air.

But at this time, while wrapping dumplings in his hands, he also humbly asked Ling and Noonuo about the customs of the Chinese Spring Festival, as if he was a foreign son-in-law who married to China... …

Very naturally, Lu Mingfei integrated into the conversation.

Even though they didn't know each other very well before, after experiencing three hellish months together, especially the life and death in the last ten days, they had already developed a deep friendship.

...and a unanimous hatred for a certain Finnish dog.

Tens of minutes later, with Mu Qingzhi and Xia Mi arriving belatedly, this unique New Year's Eve dinner officially started.

What Mu Qingzhi said before about giving out lucky money was not a joke. According to the rules before the training, as long as someone could pass the training, she would tailor an alchemy weapon for him. Now that all seven of them have passed, she will naturally get it. To fulfill the promise.

Unlike Zero's [Wanxiang], neither Chu Zihang nor Caesar had the idea of ​​giving up [Murasame] and [Dictado] in their hands, so after seeking their opinions, Mu Qingzhi decided to Basically, the two alchemical weapons were enchanted accordingly.

Coupled with the weapons tailor-made for other people, she has been basically busy with this matter for the past two days.

"Here, this is your [Murasame]."

Mu Qingzhi took out the brand new Murasame from the [Na Ring] and handed it to Chu Zihang.

"On the original basis, I have made corresponding changes and enhancements to this weapon. I won't go into details about it. You can try it yourself now."

"……good."

Without saying anything else, after his eyes stayed on Murasame for a moment, Chu Zihang reached out and took the divine sword.

Although from the appearance, the knife did not change much, after taking it and touching it, Chu Zihang clearly noticed something strange coming from the blade.

To describe it in a more general way, in the past, when he held the knife and waved it like an arm, it felt like a pure weapon and a dead object, but now... the knife came alive in his hand.

——The moment he picked up the knife, he even faintly noticed the pulse and heartbeat emitted by the knife.

"The person and the sword are united, the sword and the heart are united, and the heart and the mind are united. What you just felt is not an illusion, but an enchanted attribute attached to it, and its name is [Sword Soul]."

As if he knew what he was going to ask, when he turned his gaze over, his master gave a very considerate answer.

"In addition, its durability and sharpness have been improved, but this is not the key. The key is that you can now activate the second form of this knife."

"The second form...is the black flame form of Murasame that you showed that day?"

As soon as Mu Qingzhi finished speaking, as if she remembered something, Caesar on the side asked uncertainly.

"Well, I have a friend who helped me simplify the alchemical matrix of this alchemical weapon. With Chu Zihang's current situation, he can easily activate the second state of this sword."

Nodding, Mu Qingzhi looked serious.

"I call this process Swastika interpretation. Remember it. When you open the second form in the future, remember to shout this."

Chu Zihang/Caesar: “………”

Everyone: "..."

Standing among the flying snowflakes, Chu Zihang silently pulled out Cun Yu.

The next moment, as if a blessing came from his soul, he closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again a moment later, the [Murasame] in his hand had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The black sword light extended downward from the blade, causing the original length of [Murasame] to skyrocket. The black sword light was spitting in and out, killing all the surrounding snowflakes.

The next moment, black flames rose up from the blade of the blade, adding a bit of inexplicable eerieness to the already weird Murasame. Looking down at the black flames rising from the blade of his blade, Chu Zihang unconsciously Such a strange thought came into my mind.

...Looking at it this way, you and your master are quite a good match?

After all, one has crimson flames rising from the blade, while the other has black flames coming out of the blade...

"By the way, this knife has a special attack, so remember to use it with caution."

Mu Qingzhi seemed to have remembered something, patted her head, and spoke.

"With your current situation, you can only swing one sword at most, and your whole body will collapse by then, so remember not to use this move unless it is absolutely necessary."

"...The name of that special move?"

Suddenly, Chu Zihang had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"The Dark Killing Flame Demon Sword!!"

——Someone held his head high and his voice was loud.

Chu Zihang: "..."

ps: Good morning (づ●─●)づ