Originally, five million taels of gold could be done, but he was extorted an extra million taels, and Long Sixuan's face can be imagined.

Fortunately, the things are finally in hand.

As the son of the Long clan and the son of the patriarch, Long Sixuan's eyesight is still very good.

This glazed jade fan, made very exquisitely, it is emerald green, palm-sized, at the end of the fan, there is also a jade tassel.

He looked at this glass jade fan and probed it with his spiritual power.

It was found that this jade fan is a spiritual weapon that can control wind power, it can be turned into a flying spiritual weapon, as long as a certain amount of spiritual power is injected, this jade fan can become the size of a carpet, and can accommodate five or six people at the same time.

This level of spiritual weapon, counted, generally has to be a low-level or mid-level grade, but the mystery of this glazed jade fan is that it is of high quality and there is no trace of impurities in it.

If it is used for flight, the speed is twice as fast as that of a flying spirit weapon of the ordinary ground level, and it can be regarded as a treasure in the flying aura.

Barely calculated, one million taels of gold is not too much of a loss, and it is definitely more than enough to use it to participate in the first test of the world's first forging.

Long Sixuan was overjoyed, and there was a faint hum in the room.

Long Sixuan glanced at the inner room of the room in disgust.

It was just a spacious room, divided into two rooms, inside and outside, which was originally the bedroom of the Long clan Long Huai.

Long Sixuan walked into the inner room, and on the sickbed, there was an old man with a stiff body and a withered face.

On the old man's body, there was still a smell of urine, which was obviously incontinence and difficult to take care of.

This person is none other than Long Huai, the patriarch of the Long clan.

After learning about the ambition of the fourth son, Long Sixuan, the patriarch of Longhuai became wary of him and quietly sent the dragon bag away.

Who knew that Long Sixuan, a pig and a dog, was inferior to a thing, and after learning the news of Long Baobao's escape, he held a grudge and used poison to turn Long Huai into this corpse-like appearance.

Long Huai's limbs couldn't move, and he could only rely on his subordinates to feed some pills every day to survive.

"Old fellow, I see you're pretty bored lying down, why don't I show you a few fun things?" Long Sixuan laughed cruelly.

For his father, he has no family affection at all.

He is narrow-minded and ambitious, he has coveted the position of patriarch since he was a child, he is obviously more talented than his eldest brother Long Sihai, but the old guy has taught Long Sihai the mastery of refining weapons on the grounds that the Long clan has always been inherited by his grandson.

Finally waited until Long Sixuan also died, he thought, now, the old guy should teach him the position of the head of the Long family.

Who knows, the old guy has taken a fancy to the dragon bag again.

failed again and again, which made Long Sixuan hate Long Huai and Long Baobao to the core, and then he had the move of poisoning his biological father and killing his nephew.

Long Sixuan took out the box containing the head of the dragon bag and brutally picked up the head.

"Old fellow, do you see, this is the precious grandson you miss day and night. ”

When he saw the head of the child, who had long since lost his blood color and his eyes were closed, the head of the Longhuai family let out a faint whining sound, and he opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Long Sixuan, you brute, such a small child, you won't let it go. ”

Long Huai repented that he had not been at the beginning, he had known that Long Sixuan was so wolf-hearted, and when Steward Huang advised him to beware of Long Sixuan, he should have killed this evil animal.

"Baobao, it was grandpa who hurt you. ”

Long Huai's life is better than death, Long Bao Bao is his only hope after being poisoned, but now, the most precious grandson is also dead, Long Huai only feels that everything is lost.

He was ruthless, and he was about to bite off his tongue in one bite, but Long Sixuan had already taken precautions, and he grabbed Long Huai's chin.

"Old ghost, you want to die, it's not that easy, I tell you, you must not die until I take the leader of the world's first forging. Rest assured, I know you're alone and bored. Therefore, I will keep the head of the dragon bag well, put it next to your pillow, and accompany you every day. Long Sixuan smiled fiercely.

"Brute, don't be delusional, with you, there is no way to win the leader of the world's first forging, dream of it. "Long Huai can't beg for death, his old eyes are full of bloodshots.

"Old ghost, you have always looked down on me, and think that Long Sihai and Long Bao are more talented than me. It's a pity that those two guys, who have talent and no brains, didn't all end up killing me. Look at it, this spiritual weapon in my hand is very familiar. Isn't this what your precious grandson has refined?"

Long Sixuan slowly took out the glazed jade fan, he wanted to make the old guy pay the price for his eyes and beads all these years, so that every day he lived in the future would be better than death!

"What? Your eldest brother was killed by you! You, you really exterminate humanity. Long Huai was full of grief and anger, and he couldn't wait to scatter Long Sixuan's bones to ashes.

But at this time, he saw the glazed jade fan in Long Sixuan's hand.

Something flashed through the old master's mind very quickly.

This time, in order to make the dragon bag shine, when refining the spirit weapon when participating in the preliminary competition, the whole process was kept secret, and only Long Huai and Long Bao Bao himself participated in the refining.

Even Steward Huang and Long Sixuan only knew that the dragon bag was refined to make a fan, but they didn't know the specific grade and what kind of fan.

How can it be a glazed jade fan?

This glazed jade fan, undoubtedly, is also a high-grade spiritual treasure, but whether it is practicality or quality, it is obviously not as good as the dragon bag, but the old master remembers it clearly.

Although Long Huai had doubts, he soon felt a burst of joy in his heart.

Long Baobao once said that as long as he is alive, he will definitely protect that spiritual weapon, fan the person, fan the dead.

The fan was dropped, and the other party even used a high-grade spiritual weapon of similar quality to hide people's eyes and ears in order to deceive Long Sixuan.

Thinking about it again, the head of the child, the old patriarch of Longhuai, didn't look at it carefully because of a moment of excitement, but after thinking about it again, the moment he saw the head, he became angry, and he didn't feel too much sadness.

If it was really his grandson, how could he be indifferent?

Bag, he's not dead!

The old master is worthy of being a person who has seen strong winds and waves, but in an instant, he went from anger to joy, but he concealed it very well.

Long Sixuan didn't notice at all that there was anything wrong with the head level and the spirit weapon.

"Long Sixuan, you will not die well. Long Huai closed his eyes, hiding the surprise in his heart, and he cursed with "resentment".

"Old ghost, then you just wait for the day when I can't die well. Long Sixuan laughed and walked away.