Douluo's assassin becomes a god

"Is there really a weapon that can beat a martial spirit?"

Hearing Han Xiao's words, the blacksmith's eyes became hot.

He secretly forges weapons in order to realize the dream in his heart, a sword that one day can be forged to smash the martial soul.

However, Han Xiao's answer disappointed him.

"No." Hearing this, the blacksmith was a little disappointed.

But immediately he was a little relieved, he didn't expect to hear a lot of nonsense from this little brat, he was really crazy.

However, Han Xiao's next sentence made the blacksmith pause.

"But you can create weapons that can assist Wuhun, and Wuhun will be qualitatively improved."

"There is an ancient sword named Fish Gut. As the name suggests, it is soft enough to enter a fish's belly. The sword is engraved with patterns, it can be bent and twisted, and it is extremely tough." Han Xiao said expressionlessly.

No matter how rich the blacksmith's imagination was, he never imagined that any weapon could be hidden in the belly of a fish.

"Is there really such a sword in the world?"

The blacksmith's breathing became rapid.

Han Xiao nodded slightly, but shook his head again: "Yes, and no."

The blacksmith was confused by Han Xiao.

"The fish intestines were made by a master craftsman, but the master craftsman is dead."

The maker of fish intestines is Ou Yezi, who has been dead for thousands of years.

And this divine sword disappeared mysteriously with Ou Yezi's departure.

The blacksmith was a little lost.

If he could make a famous sword, he would die without regret.

But in Douluo Continent, a world that is extremely unfriendly to blacksmiths, how could he make it?

Han Xiao looked at the blacksmith, his voice was calm but penetrating:

"In this world, I am the only one who knows how to make fish intestines."

In an assassination mission, Han Xiao was chased by countless masters after killing the target, and finally had no choice but to jump off the waterfall.

In an extremely secret cave, he obtained blueprints for making fish intestines.

These words were like sparks sprinkled into the haystack, making the blacksmith's eyes burn.

"If I can make this sword, I, Tie Niu, will die without regret."

The blacksmith looked at Han Xiao with burning eyes, and said in a muffled voice.

Han Xiao looked at the blacksmith and shook his head: "If you want to make fish intestines, you need tin from Chijin Mountain and copper from Ruoye River."

"I have never heard of these two places."

Han Xiao rolled his eyes in his heart, you have never heard of it.

These two places are both on the future parent star, and these materials are even rarer.

"I will keep an eye out for similar materials, and if I find them, I will let you forge this sword."

In his previous life, Han Xiao once hired the strongest blacksmith in the world, but he still couldn't reproduce the majesty of fish intestines.

The reason is nothing more than that the age is too long, and the interior of these rare materials has changed.

After traveling to this continent, Han Xiao saw a glimmer of hope.

Here, everything is possible.

He wanted to see how powerful this brave sword was.

The blacksmith no longer looked at Han Xiao, and the intensity of making farm tools seemed to increase a bit: "I will get it in a month."

Han Xiao's eyes lit up, and he said, "I'll give you the blueprint."

The blacksmith smiled disdainfully and shook his head: "It's all in my mind, what you want is not complicated to make."

After all, it is the simplest way to make smoke bombs on the drawings.

If one really wanted to create a small, dense and poisonous smoke bomb from the previous life, it would definitely be impossible with the technology of this era.

"This is what you deserve."

Han Xiao thought for a while, took out a gold soul coin and put it on the side table, turned and left.

A gold soul coin is more than enough to make these things. It can be said that Han Xiao is quite generous.

Looking at the thin back, Tieniu smiled slightly, and there was a flash of heat in his eyes.

"I hope you boy can fulfill my dream."

Douluo Dalu is extremely cruel, and a person's future is already finalized at the age of six.

Without soul power, you will be an ordinary person for the rest of your life.

But Tieniu didn't believe in fate, he had always hoped to create magical weapons no less than Wuhun with his hands.

Back at the place agreed with Ghost Douluo, Han Xiao pushed the door open and entered.

He looked at Ghost Douluo who stood respectfully by the side, and the woman who was sitting, a little surprised.

Did you meet this woman just now?

If Bibidong knew that Han Xiao had left her behind, she didn't know what she would think.

Ghost Douluo saw Han Xiao who was standing stupidly, and walked over quickly.

"Aren't you going to meet His Highness the Pope soon?"

This overly beautiful woman in front of him is actually the Pope?

A flash of surprise flashed in Han Xiao's heart.

In his previous life, he also took over the people who assassinated the Pope, but they were all old men over fifty years old.

He had never seen such a young and beautiful woman belong to the Pope.

"Meet His Highness the Pope."

Han Xiao bowed slightly, leaning down symbolically.

Hu Liena recognized Han Xiao as that little rascal, pointed at him and scolded, "It turned out to be you!"

Hearing this, Ghost Douluo frowned: "Your Highness, is there some misunderstanding?"

If Ghost Douluo knew that Han Xiao was actually a very stiff Quabibi Dong, he might be so frightened that he would directly turn into a ghost.

"It's nothing."

Bibi Dong shook her head slightly, stopping Hu Liena who wanted to sue.

The second time she looked at Han Xiao, she was even more interested.

The child's eyes did not show the slightest immaturity that should be at this age.

Those dark gray eyes were emotionless, like Renaissance sculptures.

"Han Xiao, I heard that you have more than a dozen lives in your hands?"

Bibi Dong asked.

Han Xiao nodded, but did not speak.

Bibi Dong smiled and said: "In that case, you can go, our Spirit Hall does not accept murderers."

Hearing this, Ghost Douluo became anxious.

"His Royal Highness the Pope!"

He quickly said: "Although Han Xiao killed people, there was a reason."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Han Xiao, hoping that the latter would explain.

However, to his disappointment, Han Xiao shook his head: "If you kill it, you kill it, there is no reason."

Hu Liena was dumbfounded, she couldn't believe that this little boy had more than a dozen lives in his hands.

The teacher beside him looked cold.

Bibi Dong was not angry and arrogant: "Then do you know that it was his fault that he defiled that woman, but you killed his whole family, and those people didn't participate?"

At this moment, the coercion of being the pope suddenly froze the air in the room.

Even Ghost Douluo couldn't breathe.

However, Han Xiao was the only one who was not afraid at all: "I kill people only for the result, not right or wrong."

"Okay, good one doesn't ask right or wrong."

Bibi Dong laughed back in anger.

This is really a free and easy thing to say.

Hu Liena lowered her head and dared not speak, she knew that her teacher was really angry.

"Since you don't ask right or wrong, can I kill you now?"

At this moment, Bibi Dong had murderous intent in her eyes.

Han Xiao met those cold and beautiful eyes, and slowly said: "If you want, of course you can."

His keen sixth sense told himself that this ridiculously beautiful woman was even scarier than Ghost Douluo.

If she wanted to, it would be impossible for her to escape.

Han Xiao is not afraid of death, nor should he be afraid of death. Once he is afraid of death, he will lose his status as an assassin.

And he, who had already obtained a Ph.D. in psychology from the University of Toronto, didn't see Bibi Dong really wanting to kill him.

If you really want to kill someone, no matter how well you hide your body, your eyes will not be deceiving.

Although the terrifying murderous aura emanating from his whole body made his liver and gallbladder split.

But in her unbelievably beautiful eyes, there is something more that seems to be... a test?

Bibi Dong stared at Han Xiao expressionlessly, and was a little shocked to see that the latter hadn't changed at all.

This child was not afraid when facing her killing intent?

After all, she had cleared the city of killing, and even Ghost Douluo didn't dare to bear that terrifying killing intent for a long time.

Thinking of this, she became more and more interested in this world-weary child.

After a while, she said, "Nana, take him to live first. As for whether I can stay in the Wuhun Palace, I have to think about it."

Hu Liena pouted, as if she was a little unhappy, but she still didn't dare to disobey the teacher's order.

"follow me."

She glanced at Han Xiao and took the lead.