The Poison of Metal

The giant sword ‘Molten Metal Fire Bell’ was a hundred feet in height. Its height was about seven to eight stories. However, most parts of the sword blade were already embedded into the ground, revealing only a small part of the blade and its humongous sword handle. It appeared to be an ancient remain left behind since the primitive ages, its mannerism was extensive yet eye-catching. Underneath the red-colored sword, there was a red-colored bug that was leaning on the sword casually. Every once in a while it would turn around twice as if it was scratching an itch.

‘You’ve Got Me’ was sunbathing leisurely. When it suddenly saw Wen Leyang coming out, it immediately performed a carp skip-up… It did not manage to get up. Wen Xiaoyi ran over smilingly, she bent over and picked it up on her palm. She cheered out in surprise, its body had already returned to its prior deep dark red color.