Chapter 92 Looking for the Legendary Great Swordsmith

"Do you know where the great swordsmith in the dark city is?" Ning Chen asked all the way and quickly asked the dark city.

Prison Qiu yawned: "It's really annoying. I haven't found it for so long. I'm going to take a nap. If you find it, write me a letter. Don't let me come to you every time and often stand me up."

Before Ning Chen could come up with the wording, the prisoner Qiu disappeared offline.

"Cut, this girl is always like this, you female animals are like this, huh?" Ning Chen complained about the shadow.

After walking around the inner ring of the dark city, Ning Chen decided to go to the market again. After all, compared with the quiet inner ring, the flow of people in the market is relatively large.

When he stepped on the bank steps, Ning Chen heard a long sigh that seemed far away and felt very close.

The sigh comes from the bridge hole.

The bank in the dark city is a cylindrical building. The part on the high platform is the counter for storage business, and under the counter is the vault, which is connected by four bridges in the four directions between the vault and the sewer.

In the west-facing bridge cave, Ning Chen saw the person who sighed, of course, he was also an undead.

He has a bare skull, no chin, wearing ragged clothes, his boots showing his toes, his sleeves have become a piece of cloth, with a cloth bag diagonally across his body and a pot of wine on the other side.

When he saw Ning Chen, he squinned: "What are you doing here? Do you still think I'm not depressed enough? Do you want to step on it again?"

"Well..." Ning Chen is not a fool, and there is a grudge on this person.

"What?" He opened his mouth and came to his face with the smell of alcohol. "Do you want to take me back?" He combined his hands and stretched out in front of Ning Chen, "Copy me!"

"You got the wrong person..." Ning Chen explained, "I'm just a passer-by..."

"A passerby... a passerby?" The dead repeated Ning Chen's words and no longer talked to him, but continued to sigh.

"What, excuse me, do you know the great swordsmith of the Dark City? I don't know his name or where he is, but I'm looking for him..." Since he came to him, Ning Chen still decided to ask.

"Swordsmith?" The undead suddenly laughed, and the laughter echoed in the original quiet bridge cave. Ning Chen felt that the whole dark city was full of his laughter.

"Well, the great swordsmith!" Ning Chen waited for him to laugh enough before he nodded and repeated and emphasized the big words.

"I know the person you are looking for..." The undead said, "He has not cast a sword many years ago. What's the use of looking for him?"

"Excuse me, where is this great swordsmith?" Ning Chen hurriedly asked. After asking for so long, this drunkard was the only one who had said some clues.

"If you want to know where he is, you have to do something for me!" The dead stared at Ning Chen and said word by word, "My name is Stavin"

This guy really knows how to blackmail! Ning Chen said in his heart.

But anyway, it's better than nothing. It's better to see what he wants to help himself. Ning Chen said, "What's the matter? I want to do what I can." After coming out for so long, Ning Chen already knows how to protect himself.

"In the northeast of here, there is a place called Bloody Monastery." The undead said, "In the monastery, you help me find a woman, an undead. I just want you to help me ask if she has ever been sincere to her teacher in those years! Come to see me with her reply, and I'll tell you where the great swordsmith is.

Damn! This guy really has a big mouth, and his mouth is bloody. Is that place easy to enter? Ning Chen secretly complained, but looking at the armor in the package, his saliva couldn't help flowing down. If he put on this armor and walked around the world... He seemed to see the envious eyes of the prisoner Qiu.

"What's the name of that female undead?" Ning Chen asked, "I can ask for you only if I know the name."

"Ah..." The dead shook his head in pain. "I can't remember her name. After many years... All I know is that there must be a sword in her chest. Even if she dies and turns into a white bone, the sword will not leave her bones." As he spoke, he shook his head and walked out, muttering to himself. Ning Chen couldn't understand what he said.

By the way, I withdraw some money from the bank, and the prisoner Qiu sent money to himself again. How can I repay this favor...

"Ning Chen!" Someone patted himself on the shoulder and looked back at Eva. I couldn't help but be surprised. I haven't seen my friends for a long time. I really miss them.

"Eva, how are you?" Ning Chen asked.

"It's all right, but the prisoner's hill was not good some time ago. Have you seen it?" Eva asked.

"Oh, we haven't been apart for a long time. By the way, do you want to go to the blood color?" Ning Chen asked.

"Good!"

Come to look for that woman by yourself, and let Eva Yundi go to the blood brush experience and equipment. It's the best of both worlds! Ning Chen stood here on the assembly stone and waited for his friends.

He could only look at the church from afar. There were too many guards at the door. I don't know which generation the church has deteriorated from a bright place to an extremely dark place.

Several soldiers in crusader uniforms patrolled back and forth on the long slope in front of the door with shields and swords. Several times Ning Chen and the shadow burial were almost found by them. In order to make extravagant branches, Ning Chen still decided to take a few more steps back.

Eva said that she went back to Yinyue City to do business, and the prisoner Qiu still didn't come out of another copy. Yun Dan and the mirror were on the way. Now there is only Ning Chen here.

While thinking, there were bursts of horses' hoofs on the road in the distance, accompanied by the arrogant laughter of a group of people. It was the league. I saw it on the battlefield during the previous competition. Maria Anna and Mango, and three guys were not familiar with it. It seemed that they came with a trumpet.

Mary Annai has reached the full level, and Mango has reached nearly 70 levels. They are riding a tall horse with high spirits, followed by three younger brothers. The group of people came to the hillside talking and laughing.

"Well..." Mango saw Ning Chen first and struggled for a while. Ning Chen turned his head and pretended not to see them. He didn't want to fight with the league at this time, but he was vaguely worried. Will these alliances obediently ignore themselves to the copy?

"Mango, there is a tribe!" Mary shouted first.

"I know, hunter..." Mango looked up and down at Ning Chen, and his peers were enemies.

"Kill!" The trumpet behind him pulled out his weapon and was ready to rush to fight with Ning Chen.

"Kill PP!" Mango stopped the account, "We are here to brush the copy."

"Yes! But didn't I say that I won't kill the tribe and brush copies and kill the tribe?" Mary curled her lips and said.

Ning Chen turned over and climbed on Lao Kodo's back: "Guys, the alliance is going to be in trouble. Always ready to escape!"

"What are you afraid of!" The shadow buried his tail and said.

"We are not afraid. I'm afraid those little girl will guard the body when they come later. Don't involve your friends." Ning Chen said.