Yi Wenwu had completely activated the artifact at this moment, and as long as the artifact fell off from his hand, it would immediately raze the top of the mountain to the ground. Even if Yi Wenwu himself didn't use the right way, a little bit of the activated power on the gun's body would be extinguished, and he would be taken away by the ghost gun.

Of course, this situation will not occur, after all, this thing weighs more than five hundred catties for a person who has not refined, even if he doesn't reach out and grab it, an ordinary woman can't take it away.

"Who made this knife, it's beautiful! It's heavy!" Milan picked up the Shadow Gun and looked at it.

"Yi Wenwu, you old bastard!" Yang Ning grabbed Fang Xiaofeng beside him and ran away.

Just kidding, don't you run and wait to be blown up?

Yi Wenwu's heart seemed to be stirred together, he was willing to work hard, willing to go crazy.

But that's because it's good!

In this situation, if you are killed by the explosion, you will die in vain!

Where would he have thought that an ordinary woman could pick up a ghost gun weighing more than five hundred pounds with one hand, and it didn't seem too difficult to look at that light-hearted appearance.

A bloody light suddenly lit up on the Shadow Gun.

Because it was not Yi Wenwu who took the initiative to complete the excitation, the ghost gun did not explode instantly, but it could only last for about ten seconds.

"Give it to me!" Yi Wenwu asked Milan for the Shadow Gun.

He didn't dare to grab it, for fear of accidentally touching that lit blood, which would make the Shadow Gun explode instantly, and by the way, annihilate everything around him.

"Look at it again, stingy!" Milan was a little reluctant, took the shadow gun and looked at it, and found that there seemed to be some small finger fingerprint-sized patterns on the gun.

"Don't touch it!" Yi Wenwu hurriedly shouted.

Those patterns are not ornamental, but spiritual patterns that only appear in the state of activation, and there are seven in total, and they are connected to each other internally, and they can only be done in a fixed order

"Girl, don't touch it! this thing is dangerous, give it back to him!" Guo Xin also persuaded.

"Okay, okay!"

Milan looked a little impatient.

However, before returning it to Guo Xin, Milan touched one of the patterns with her finger.

She wanted to see if the pattern had been engraved.

Luo Tian felt a tightness around him, and he was already far away from the top of the mountain.

It was Guo Xin who took him and Liu Chan away, and Lan Yin was also taken away by Zhu Gan, and they had reached the edge of the Eastern Pole Sect.

The others also fled far away, and only Milan and Yi Wenwu were left on the top of the entire East Pole Mountain.

The imaginary terrible scene did not appear, the top of the East Pole Mountain was as calm as ever, Milan looked around, and finally glared at Luo Tian fiercely.

"Fortunately!" Yi Wenwu said happily.

Milan happened to encounter the first spirit pattern, and the trace of blood that was supposed to continue to spread was temporarily stopped, and it no longer showed a tendency to explode immediately.

"What?" Milan asked.

"Girl, give it back to me, the ghost gun is about to explode!" Yi Wenwu really didn't dare to grab it, he saw that Milan's right little thumb was about to touch one of the spirit patterns, it was not the second spirit pattern, it exploded when he touched it.

"It's not that I won't pay you back!" Milan thought that Yi Wenwu was worried that she wouldn't return the ghost gun, so she didn't take the other party's reminder seriously at all.

Sky.

Guo Xin heard Luo Tian seem to have been muttering something.

Luo Tian: "Don't mention luck, don't mention luck, don't mention luck!"

"Why?" asked Liu Chan.

"What do you say?" Luo Tian asked rhetorically.

On the top of the mountain, Yi Wenwu caught a glimpse of the glimmer of blood on the ghost gun that continued to develop, and the dangerous aura continued to spread.

Yi Wenwu: "Girl, I'm not joking with you, pay me back quickly." There are a total of seven spirit patterns on it, and if you get it wrong in order, the Shadow Gun will be destroyed, and even if you hold it like this, you will be dead or alive. ”

"Lie!" Milan said hatefully, "I just slammed!"

Yi Wen's martial arts skills are special, and he looks like a few young people on the outside, but at this moment, he is so anxious that Milan faintly shows his old state.

For the people of the White Dragon Gate, this is what it will look like when they are about to die.

Yi Wenwu: "That's your luck!"

Luo Tian: "Oh!"

"Master Luo, mention luck...... Is there any problem?" Guo Xin was also idle at this time, and he actually brought up such a strange question with Luo Tian seriously.

"It's a big problem! Yi Wenwu's heart should be fine, right?"

"It's hard to say. Guo Xin replied, he vaguely knew some information, the exercises of the White Dragon Gate were flawed, and many people had hidden dangers. Of course, the probability of Yi Wenwu's heart problem is still quite low, how can this be a generation of masters.

Milan saw the blood spreading on the shadow spear in his hand, and smiled unhurriedly: "Of course, I'm the goddess of luck!"

Yi Wenwu naturally didn't believe it: "If there is a goddess, I can't save you, give it back to me!"

"You don't believe it?" Milan was furious.

She stretched out her left hand and held a ghost gun of more than 500 catties, and she was about to order another spirit pattern casually.

Yi Wenwu had only one thought in his mind, run!

No matter how unwilling he is, it is useless, the heirloom treasure is ruined, he is sorry for the ancestors of the White Dragon Gate, but he can't die, at least not yet.

Yi Wenwu's body was already regressing, but it quickly stopped.

Guessed right?

What kind of luck is this?

"How's it going?

Yi Wenwu looked glad that the treasure was fine.

Originally, he wanted Luo Tian to help Bailongmen do things in vain, but who would have thought that now it would become the possibility that he would face blood loss at any time.

This is a real blood loss, in case Milan accidentally detonates the ghost gun, even if it doesn't kill him immediately, it will leave him half-disabled, and it's hard to say how many more days it can last.

"Girl, stop playing, this thing is a treasure of my clan. It's ...... powerful."

Milan pressed it for the third time.

Don't believe me!

This person who looks very light, but actually looks like he is going to die, actually doesn't believe in this goddess!

Yi Wenwu even wondered if his heart had paused.

It's terrifying!

But was she right again?

How is this possible?

It's incredible!

No...... It can't be blindfolded!

"Who the hell are you?" asked Yi Wenwu.

It was only now that he "realized" that he might be facing a peerless master at this moment, the kind of terrifying existence that even he couldn't see through his cultivation.

It's just that this senior seems to be playing the world, and he doesn't mean to show his strength.

In addition to this situation, Yi Wenwu couldn't even think of the second possibility.

Milan said loudly: "I, I am the goddess of luck!"

"Psychiatric hospital intern patient. Luo Tian muttered quietly, he was sure that Milan would not hear it so far away.

Milan didn't even think about it, and clicked the remaining four spirit patterns on the ghost gun one after another, which really brought the treasure that was almost detonated back to peace.

At that moment, all the masters present "understood".

This is a master!

Guo Xin took Luo Tian and Liu Chan back to the top of the mountain, and looked at Milan with only fear and respect.

"Luo Tian, what are you doing here?" Milan saw that Luo Tian finally came down, and reluctantly restrained his slightly dissatisfied gaze.

"When it comes to business, the money is divided among you, I have to make money to support my family, don't I?" Luo Tian said.

"When it comes to business, I will too, do you want me to help you?" Milan suddenly looked at Luo Tian with blank eyes.