The Legend Of Beishang
197. A Demon Weapon
Bei Zhao carried the body of Lin Beishang who was still holding the butterfly dagger he gave her tightly as if fearing that it would disappear.
Arriving at the tent, Bei Zhao heartily opened the outer layer of the girl's robe and it was seen that the wound had become even more severe.
After the rough fabric material looked like it was made from the swiping sack of the wound, it had become a huge wound.
Lin Beishang's pale white shoulder was fully exposed and Bei Zhao could see it clearly but did not make him happy.
It was seen that there were many scars either old or new, it was like looking at his own body.
Behind the appearance of the burly body possessed by Bei Zhao, behind the dashing clothes, it was seen that there were many scars obtained from the battlefield.
Bei Zhao treated Lin Beishang's wounds with care and affection, as if it was himself.
After finishing sprinkling various kinds of medicine, Bei Zhao took off his own robe made of the best silk materials and coated Bei Zhao's body.
Just about to sit quietly and lean his head on the tent while waiting for Lin Beishang's consciousness, there was a strange sound from inside the tent.
Klatuk, Klatuk, Klatuk !
At first the sound was slow but over time it became bigger and longer before Bei Zhao finally saw the Butterfly Dagger he had given to Beishang, was shaking nonstop.
Before it finally let out an extremely bright light even Bei Zhao could not bear it and closed his eyes.
After opening her eyes again, it was seen that the weapon was emitting thick black smoke and looked like a different weapon from before, looking extremely beautiful and expensive.
The weapon approached Lin Beishang and scratched Lin Beishang's finger, blood flowed over the weapon and was absorbed before finally becoming calm.
"Demon Weapon. " Siss Bei Zhao while looking at the weapon with a sharp look.
Who does not know about the legend of the Demon Weapon, where the power of the weapon increased by 10 times and could only have 1 Master.
When his Master died, the Demon weapon would be shattered into thousands of pieces along with his Master. All the features in the book are exactly the same as those in the butterfly dagger.
But, what was strange was that the book did not say that a Demon Weapon could choose its own Master, was it possible because of Beishang forging his own ?
Bei Zhao also did not understand but slowly the land became calmer, with the existence of the Demon Weapon then Beishang would become safer in the future.
The next day, as the sun rose, Lin Beishang regained his senses and looked at Bei Zhao who was asleep while sitting with his back leaning in the tent.
Lin Beishang stood up then crouched down next to Bei Zhao while dragging the enormous Bei Zhao robe on his body.
Then, Lin Beishang pressed down on Bei Zhao's cheekbones before finally being shocked as Bei Zhao suddenly opened his eyes and pulled him into his lap.
"Since when have you been so naughty, hm ?" Bei Zhao asked as he pinched both of his cheeks together.
"Lehhhpaskanh !" Beishang yelled as he thrashed his chest and was unable to say clearly because his cheeks were being pinched by Bei Zhao.
(From now on, his name will not be Lin Beishang anymore but only Beishang, according to the title. )
"What ? I didn't listen to her. " God Bei Zhao , Beishang looked angry and looked at Bei Zhao with a sharp gaze before Bei Zhao finally let go.
Beishang stood up while pouting and took his dagger but a moment later, Beishang realized that there was a change to his dagger.
"Congratulations, you now have a Demon Weapon. " Bei Zhao said as he clapped his hands at her.
"Demon Weapon ?" Beishang asked with a look of disbelief and directly tried her.
Beishang threw the dagger to the ground without power and the dagger stuck so deep it almost drowned the entire hilt.
"God ! This is so good !" Beishang said with great excitement and vigor while Bei Zhao only shook his head lightly when he saw Beishang's exuberant behavior.
Beishang is a simple person, easy to laugh because of simple things and easily angry because of simple things.
Not long after, Beishang came out and saw that the corpse of the leader who yesterday had almost suffered destruction because it became an impingement for the soldiers.
The soldiers wept over the departure of their friends, their companions, their relatives and many other things.
Beishang sighed lightly and asked someone to bring the leader of the enemy army and whisper something to the soldier.
The soldier widened his eyes and looked surprised by his intentions, but Beishang had already put one finger in front of his lips to show that the soldier should be quiet.
The soldier could only comply with his request and Lin Beishang sat on one of the simple chairs made with wood that was still rough and had not been pureed.
Originally, this was the seat of the pride of General Yu who was extremely great but now who was seated was a different person but had the same aura, the same was as stubborn.
Beishang stared at the chair that held many of these memories before finally looking smiling but not really smiling and stroking the wood that was worn out after the rain and heavy wind yesterday.
The wood is moist and eaten by termites, of course it will be destroyed, the goods can be destroyed but the memories will never be destroyed.
Beishang buried this deep in his mind and would never forget it, it was a pity that Grandma and her uncle left first and he had no impression at all of them.
Beishang let out a low sigh and walked over, then leapt up onto his warhorse which he had originally used to come here.
The half-destroyed city of Lanyue, had no people left because the people living had been evacuated to the western border of the capital.
When they heard that their City was still defensible, they felt extremely happy as if a Golden Tael had fallen from the sky.
They together build a house together with cooperation, it becomes even more beautiful. Beishang officially resigned from his Princess position and had no relationship left with Lin Xi after prostrating three times before Lin Xi.
Beishang currently had no clan, it was impossible to wear the Zhou clan as before, it seemed better if it was only Beishang like this.
Beishang walked out of the Palace that had been restraining him for the past few months with great joy and took Bei Zhao's hand excitedly.
The two ran out as if a freshly removed horse from the stable, both of them had agreed to go through and face whatever happened in the future together.
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Bonus Up: 3/3
Note: Relax, this is not the end. This time, the author will give a little rest to the readers, he he because the next chapter will be colored by endless wars and of course sadness and suffering.
So, for the next 5 chapters, please be ready ready for a lot of tissue yes 😂