The sharp weapon in front of me called Linlang Treasure Knife is gilded throughout, the handle is wrapped in good tiger skin, and the two sides of the knife are inlaid with precious gems the size of no less than seven pigeon eggs, each of which is very valuable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But it's such a rarity, and it's really regrettable that it's placed on top of a murder weapon.

Look at the silent stall owner again, he is angry, not moving like a clock, and at a glance he knows that this is a master who licks blood from the knife edge. And the only thing that Sun Changkong cared about was that the man's right arm held on his chest was empty below his wrist.

He was missing a hand. And it should be a dominant hand with a knife.

No wonder this man would give up such a good fellow, it turned out that he couldn't use a knife. What could be more painful for a swordsman, or a swordsman, than not being able to use his beloved weapon?

Probably not!

"Changkong, this knife is good, but it's a bit expensive!" San Fat pulled Sun Changkong's coat and muttered in a low voice.

"I'm not blind, of course I do. But money is always available, but weapons are not always available. Now I still have eight thousand spiritual qi pills on me, what about you?"

Sun Changkong raised his eyebrows, looked at the three fats next to him, and asked ill-intentionedly.

"You...... What are you going to do! This is my wife, and I still have to keep it to go home and build a house and marry a daughter-in-law!"

At this time, Sanfat's heart was extremely unreasonable, and subconsciously he used his hands to protect his Qiankun bag, and then took two steps back.

"Hey, chubby, chubby, listen to your brother!"

Sun Changkong didn't care if the three fats were happy or not, and when the trademark evil smile on his face floated, he had already rushed to the other party's front in one step, and one arm was directly touched to the other party's waist.

"If you don't give, you don't give, and you don't die. ”

Sanpang knew that he couldn't screw the other party, so he simply lay on his back on the ground, pretending to be a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water and asked for money without a life, vowing to fight Sun Changkong, the evil exploiter, to the end.

But the latter is not a person who gives up so easily, "Since you dare to lie down, I dare to hug you". Sun Changkong simply crossed his legs and rode on top of the belly of the three fats, and deliberately jumped up and down on it.

"Hey, surrender, or I'm going to sit your out today." ”

"Spare your life, spare your life. No, don't give, don't die!"

Just when the two were fighting over the pills, a young man appeared in front of the stall owner at some point.

"This senior, don't you feel a little pity that this knife was sold like this?" Because the other party was on his back, Sun Changkong and Er Fat, who were rolling to the ground, couldn't see the person's appearance. But from the man's speech and demeanor, they could imagine that this young man must be an extraordinary talent.

Hearing the young man's question, the stall owner first snorted disdainfully, then moved, and said through the sky:

"No matter how good the knife is, what is the use, if the person is wasted, it will be a burden. ”

The attitude of the stall owner was extremely indifferent, just like the well water of the three or nine days, cold and biting, and there was no attitude of buying and selling. In this way, he is not here to sell knives, but to vent his anger.

"The former heroic bandit knife has fallen to such a point now, and today I am really eye-opening. Seeing that you are so lonely, in this way, I will pay 2,000 taels of gold to buy you this dazzling sword, which is considered to be a sign of respect for you. ”

The export is 2,000 gold, such a generous handwriting, this is the first time that Sun Changkong has seen it since he remembers. Moreover, the other party's bid was twice as high as the stall owner's offer, and this person either had too much money to spend, or his head was kicked by a donkey.

Seeing that his Xin Yi Bao Knife was about to become someone else's cyst, Sun Changkong got up and came to the front of the man in two steps, a pair of starry eyes were shining, as if countless golden needles flew out.

But Sun Changkong didn't care when he saw it, the man in front of him, who was half a head taller than him, was actually a handsome mess, looking like Pan An was not exaggerating, and he was full of heroism. It stands to reason that an immortal cultivator like him has seen quite a lot of handsome men and beautiful women. But in front of this man, those people are simply like, and they are not worth mentioning at all.

Sun Changkong was stunned for two seconds, and then said hesitantly:

"I ...... You ......"

"What's the matter, brother, what are you doing?" the handsome man smiled indifferently, turned around and said modestly.

Realizing that he had made a slight gaffe, Sun Changkong coughed lightly, and then continued:

"Don't you know what it means to come first and come first? Don't you see me and that fat man fighting each other because of this rotten iron? You actually took advantage of the danger of others and took the opportunity to cut in line. Do you still have a bit of manliness to give birth to such a good skin in vain......"

Sun Changkong's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally it was as small as a mosquito's chirp, and he couldn't hear it anymore. Anyway, with his appearance, he can be counted in the huge self-improvement courtyard, but in front of this person, he is dwarfed, and he has no confidence at once, which makes Sun Changkong really faceless.

But even more tragic is that even he himself admits it.

"Hehe, is that so? Then I can only say sorry first. But I also like this sword very much, especially the story hidden on it, which makes me want to stop. Or...... How about you give it to me?"

The handsome man still looked kind, and the smile on his lips never disappeared from beginning to end, which made Sun Changkong unable to raise his temper. It's not just him, who wants to be angry with such a gentle man?

"You said you bought this knife mostly because of its story, if you want to hear the story, go directly to the owner of the knife and ask him about it. He must know best. I need this knife too, and I have to do it. ”

Stories can be heard, but the knife that bears those stories is the only survivor of history. Do you know that before this heroic bandit knife, before the five masters of the Linlang Treasure Knife?"

"What, this knife is actually a seven-handed product?"

Sun Changkong never thought that such a rare treasure knife would have such a bumpy life. Is it the fate of its owners, or is it the misfortune of the knife itself? For some reason, he was so fascinated by the story behind the sword that he couldn't help but want to continue listening.

"Haha, that's not wrong if you insist on saying that. His first master was Yan Nanfei, the head of Yanguimen a thousand years ago. Yan Nanfei has been powerful all his life, and there are no less than thousands of lives under his knife, and there are countless demons that have been killed. But in the end, because of the sect's infighting, his disciple intended to rebel and cut off his head with a Linlang treasure knife at night. Until the disciple was caught later, Yan Nanfei's head was still missing, and things were extremely strange. ”

"And then, what about the second owner of the knife?" By now, Sun Changkong had completely forgotten about buying the knife, and now his mind was all on the story, where would he remember that the man in front of him was his competitor. And the three fats next to him tentatively pulled Sun Changkong's sleeves, but he threw them away.

Then, the whereabouts of the Linlang Treasure Knife were unknown, and it was known that eight hundred years ago, in the Foyin Temple in the southeast of Fumo Mountain, the treasure knife appeared again. This time, its birth took the lives of eighteen eminent monks, and the knife was fatal. What's even more evil is that all of their right arms are gone, and the user of the knife, the Demon Dao Buddha, fell off a cliff and died after the slaughter, and his body disappeared into the bottomless mountain stream along with the sword. ”

Hearing this, Sun Changkong suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from his neck from time to time, forcing him to erect his clothes, and it was still useless. Out of curiosity, he turned his head to take a look, and was stunned to find that the three fat men actually went around behind him at some point, and the red cheeks were blowing vigorously there!

The angry Sun Changkong kicked in the air, causing the three fat "Woo Woo" to take a few steps back before stopping. In this regard, the three fats didn't think so, and still leaned back and smiled together.

"Leave him alone, you keep talking. ”

Sun Changkong touched his neck, which was still cold, in shock, and said angrily.

"Hehe, you have a very nice friend. The handsome man suddenly spoke.

"Well, a very good friend, to be exact. Sun Changkong said embarrassedly.

"Cherish it more!It seems that I have to go~ My name is Na Baichuan, even if we know each other today, we will see you again in the future!"

The handsome man glanced into the distance and hurried away as if he had discovered something. Sun Changkong hadn't come back to his senses, but found that the other party had disappeared into the crowd.

Just when he was looking around for the other party's figure, Sun Changkong suddenly felt a bulge in his chest, and when he reached out and touched it, it was actually a brand-new Qiankun bag. took a big bite of the bag, and Sun Changkong was stunned on the spot:

"That's a lot of gold!"

The curious San Fat ran up to find out, and when he saw the bag full of gold, his expression also became extremely exaggerated, and a pair of eyes almost fell into his pocket.

"So much money, when did you kid hide it, say it quickly. ”

"While playing, you don't know what I do. Usually I can't afford to spend even silver, not even gold. The family's expenses for my cultivation in the Immortal Garden are already not small, and I will definitely be able to save a little bit, where can I save so much money. This is supposed to be what the man used to buy the knife just now. But not only why, but this money actually ran to me without realizing it. ”

"You, you, I'm really wrong about you! In order to buy a broken knife, I actually became a gentleman on the beam. Quick, see one side and divide it in half. ”

In the first half, he was still a serious three fat, but in the back, he couldn't help but show his original form, and his flattering appearance made Sun Changkong extremely disgusted. But who let the other party be one of his few best friends, even if sometimes he will be choked enough.

"This person is unusual, it seems that we have met a superior person this time. ”

Sun Changkong raised his eyelids and looked out of the door of the Treasure Pavilion, his face full of gloom was really inconsistent with his previous cynical attitude.

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