When I turn back into a man [Western Fantasy]

Oster has always hated being interrupted when he was doing things, so he looked up a little unhappy.

In the end, he met Tong Zhan's big flickering eyes.

oersted:……

He was silent for a while, and asked, "You said this is your sword?"

He restrained the strong suspicion in his tone.

Tong Zhan nodded.

Oster waved his hand to attract two mercenaries who were stretching their necks to look at them, and said to Tong Zhan, "Boss and Pod, they are the strongest twin swordsmen in the third team, and they are both middle-level swordsmen."

Tong Zhan looked bewildered.

He just wanted to get his sword back, why did he suddenly introduce a partner to him?

Oster didn't explain, and asked the Bospod twins to exert force together to pick up the sword on the ground.

Both Boshi and Bode are big men with a height of more than two meters, with strong muscles on their arms. Standing in front of Tong Zhan, who is only 1.2 meters tall, is like two hills.

Tong Zhan didn't understand what Auster was going to do, so he took a step back and raised his neck to watch the movements of the twins.

Boss and Pod are well-known strong men in the mercenary regiment. They looked at each other, but they didn't understand why they moved their swords in front of this little girl.

They had already been called by Oster to move the sword before, and the two of them tried their best to make the sword move.

This is a blow to the two brothers, and this will have to embarrass themselves in front of the peerless cutie, so the two are very reluctant.

But Oster is not only the deputy head, but also a very powerful great magician.

Therefore, unless necessary, the two brothers could not refuse his request casually.

So the two of them had no choice but to step forward, each took a deep breath, and stabilized their feet.

Then the two hands held the position of the hilt of the sword, suddenly roared, and suddenly exerted force!

Tong Zhan was startled by the formation of the two of them.

Then I watched as the faces of the two strong men who were as strong as cows turned from pale to gradually flushed, and the arms exposed outside the sleeves gradually became bulging, and even the hand holding the hilt of the sword began to tremble slightly——

But "Xuanyuan" seemed to grow on the ground, and it didn't move at all.

It wasn't until the two of them couldn't hold their breath that they had no choice but to let go of their hands, and said in a low voice, "I can't help it, I still can't move it."

In fact, they also had the idea that they could succeed this time, but the reality was that it couldn't.

This frustrated the two brothers, who felt that they had lost face in front of the cutie, and ran back to the campfire with their heads down to seek comfort from their friends.

Oster didn't care about the crystal heart of the two brothers, he turned around and said to Tong Zhan, "Now you see it."

Tong Zhan: ...

Damn, if you don't believe it's his sword, just say it, okay?

Why do you have to go around such a big circle?

"Ah-"

There was a chuckle from behind, and Tong Zhan turned his head with a sad face, and found that the blond young man opened his eyes and looked at them with interest.

Obviously, the laughter just now came from him.

I don't know who I am laughing at.

Tong Zhan was really convinced.

After a little brainstorming, he roughly understood why "Xuanyuan" couldn't be moved.

Divine soldiers with spirituality like "Xuanyuan" have the characteristics of recognizing their masters in the attribute introduction in the game.

It may not be obvious in the game. After all, after the player's weapon is bound in the game, it cannot be snatched or dropped by death.

Now that he has traveled to this world, it was originally just a set of "Xuanyuan" materialization of data, so it naturally possesses the spirituality it should have-automatically recognize the master.

It is of course impossible for someone other than its owner to try to move it with both hands.

After all, the first introduction to the attributes of the "Xuanyuan" sword is——

[Shenbing Xuanyuan is made from the essence of black iron that has been tempered for thousands of years, and weighs [-] catties]

Friends, do you know about the weight of nine tons?

But in the master's hands, "Xuanyuan" is only as heavy as an ordinary heavy sword.

So it should be a breeze for him to take the sword away.

Tong Zhan figured this out, and said sincerely to Oster: "I'm not joking, this sword really belongs to me. If I pick it up, can I prove it?"

Moceline, who was walking over with a bottle of warm goat's milk, happened to hear this. She widened her eyes and stepped forward to stop her: "What? You want to carry that sword? No, no, it's a dangerous item." , easily injured."

What's more, she had seen the two Bospod brothers helpless with this sword.

In Moceline's heart, this little one in front of her is a flower bud that needs to be carefully cared for, how can she touch such a high-risk item!

Oster was also very depressed.

Although he seems to have a bad temper, he is actually simple in heart, and has infinite tolerance and love for cute things.

He likes Tong Zhan very much, and the reason why he doesn't want to let him touch the sword is because he is worried that he will get hurt.

However, he is not good at communicating with people by nature, so he had to use that roundabout method to make Tong Zhan retreat.

Who knew that this method didn't work, and Xiaocute insisted on taking the sword away.

He didn't know how to persuade him, so he had to turn his eyes for help to the leader who had nothing to do with him.

Lawson was watching a play, and he could not help yawning when he received a call for help from his deputy head.

"Then let him try."

Although he seemed to be dozing off with his eyes closed, he had been quietly observing the picked-up little guy in the group.

When Tong Zhan spoke, although he was a little limp because of his young age, his eyes were clear and firm, and he didn't seem to be lying.

This piqued his interest again.

He heard earlier that when this little guy was rescued, there were corpses of wolves not far away, and a strange sword was left at the scene.

Some doubted that he was a noble lady from a big family who ran out with her attendants in a fit of anger, and ended up in danger in the Forest of the Setting Sun.

Later, after seeing the sword and the unscathed girl in a coma, Luo Sen felt that something was wrong, especially after asking Tong Zhan, he also decisively denied that he was a nobleman.

After all, apart from this giant sword that was extremely heavy for some reason, Tong Zhan's special black hair and black eyes, as well as the slightly weird clothes on his body, were very conspicuous.

He has lived for so long, and he has never heard of any nobleman with black hair.

Lawson let go, and Moceline couldn't stop her anymore.

On the contrary, Oster frowned.

He asked the head of the group to persuade the child, but it was good for him to let the child fly freely.

Lawson didn't care, but looked forward to it.

It would be very interesting if this little guy really took away the sword that the twins couldn't pick up.

So he added: "I don't force you to move it, as long as the sword moves, even a little bit, you can take the sword away."

Tong Zhan didn't expect this golden retriever to speak for him, he was full of confidence: "Don't worry! I can definitely pick it up!"

Just kidding, it was originally his stuff.

Lawson smiled: "Then I wish you good luck."

With permission, Tong Zhan immediately approached "Xuanyuan". However, just as he knelt down and reached out to touch the sword, he noticed something inexplicable.

Suddenly a bad feeling rose in my heart.

Mocelin and Oster on the side watched his movements closely, very worried that he might be injured due to poor control of the force or touching the edge of the sword.

Tong Zhan's eyes widened, hesitatingly stretched out his right hand to buckle on the hilt of the sword, and wanted to lift the sword casually as usual, but felt a huge resistance.

what's the situation? !

He was a little nervous, licked his lips, and was about to mobilize the internal force in his body to try again, but suddenly froze.

Tong Zhan: ...

He finally found out where the strange feeling just now came from.

The dantian and meridians in his body were empty.

Not to mention mobilizing the internal force, even the tip of the tail of the internal force can't be seen.

The cool night breeze blows gently, and the bonfire not far away is still crackling.

Tong Zhan remained in the posture of squatting down and holding the hilt of the sword with his hand. He didn't move for a long time, just like a sculpture.

At first, Lawson thought that he had some special way to hold the sword, but after waiting for a while, he felt something was wrong.

He couldn't help but let out a "hmm...", reminding the little guy squatting on the ground that he has been dawdling for a long time.

At this moment, Tong Zhan has only one feeling: embarrassment, very embarrassment.

He wasn't too flustered about the disappearance of his internal energy, after all, he could still use it well when he crossed over.

Then the problem must be that he was in a coma, and nine out of ten it was that the fake No. 69 did something behind his back.

The problem is, he talked too much just now, so now he can't get down the stairs.

I feel that no matter what reaction I make next, I can't escape the fate of slapping myself in the face.

Tong Zhan struggled for a moment, and finally reluctantly let go of the hand holding his love sword for the time being.

He stood up dejectedly, and said in a muffled voice, "This is an accident. I'll try again in two days. I'm sure I can pick it up."

Although only he can see the game panel, the movement of sliding on the panel is still a bit strange, so he can only ask No. 69 when there is no one around.

Little Lolita's long twin tails drooped on both sides of her cheeks as she lowered her head, and the obvious frustration on her body was about to turn into substance.

Mocelin hurried over and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay, you can see that the two big guys couldn't lift it up, you are already great!"

Oster didn't know how to comfort people. After thinking for a while, he conjured up a pink pig that would beep when he squeezed it, and handed it to Tong Zhan.

"If you are not happy, you can pinch it."

Tong Zhan: ...

pink, pig?

But after all, it was someone else's kindness, so he accepted it bravely.

Luo Sen had already stood up straight now, with his arms crossed over his chest, and a nasty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If you haven't picked up this sword, then I can't give it to you."