They are all names that would be embarrassing if they were taken out.

Zhou Shengyu finally realized the benefits of being educated after hearing two names in succession.

He looked down at the broken sword in his palm, and said softly, "From now on, you will be called Duan Shui."

All three of them found their own swords and gave them various bad names.

Except for Chang Sandu who was watching, the three of them were very satisfied with tonight's trip.

Lu Bei took out a piece of deerskin from the storage bag and wrapped Xiaobai around it. When he was about to go back to sleep, he saw Chang Sandu who was standing aside and hadn't left yet.

I belatedly realized that this senior brother came over out of nowhere just now, and followed the three of them without saying much, and had no intention of leaving.

Holding the flashlight, he walked towards the other party and asked, "Senior Brother Chang, you came to see us, do you have anything to say?"

Chang Sandu looked at the thing he was holding in his hand, he had observed that white light several times just now.

Did not feel any coercion from it, nor changes in spiritual power.

"The elders in charge of the door all saw the light coming from the Sword Valley, and thought that there were divine soldiers in the Sword Valley to choose a new master, so I asked me to check and protect you."

Unexpectedly, after coming here, the magic soldiers I saw were very strange.

And it looks like anyone can take it.

"Shenbing? This?" Lu Bei shook the power bank-style flashlight in his hand and smiled.

"Brother, stretch out your hand." Lu Bei said.

Chang Sandu didn't understand why he raised his palm and spread it out.

This light and radiant thing fell into his palm, and Chang Sandu subconsciously wanted to return this thing to the other party, "Sacred soldiers have their own blood, and this thing must not be handed over to others casually in the future." !"

In case of encountering a villain with bad intentions, it would be a big loss to directly snatch the magic weapon away.

"It's not a magic weapon, it's just a strange oil lamp."

Lu Bei turned off the switch on the power bank, and the light that kept the disciples of Wan Jianzong from sleeping disappeared.

Just when everyone thought this was the end.

Lu Bei pressed the switch with a "snap!", and the white light beam came back on.

"This turned out to be an oil lamp?" Chang Sandu watched the other party's operation with his own eyes, never expecting that it was really just a special oil lamp.

"I only have this one for the time being, and when I develop more in the future, I will give it to you, brother!"

The cardboard box that Bu Qingzhou gave him contained a lot of chargers and mobile phones, but Lu Bei hadn't opened the box to check it yet.

Not sure if the charger in there can be used as a flashlight.

The person in charge of the special security department, who was watching the live broadcast, immediately looked at the staff behind him, "Are the chargers in the cardboard box given to Lubei all self-contained with solar energy?"

There are no sockets in the Xianxia world, if they send a bunch of charging treasures that need to be plugged in, they will waste such a good opportunity to meet.

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