Although Qin Ming has rough skin and thick flesh on weekdays, he can withstand small fights, but the knife given by the system doesn't know what it is made of, and it is a lot heavier than the tools he takes on weekdays.

The pain immediately spread quickly from this hand to Qin Ming's brain, and after his body received the signal, he screamed softly after realizing it.

"I'll go, what the hell is your knife made of dead rabbit, this power is too powerful, slashing on this slimy thing actually shook my tiger's mouth open, if it was split on the bluestone slab, would my hands have to be wasted here today." Qin Ming said to the system in surprise, stretched out his hand and tore off the corner of his clothes, and a piece of cloth immediately bandaged the cracked tiger's mouth.

The system watched his boss's hand hurt from the side, and he was embarrassed to say anything more, but just whispered a few words in a twisted and pinched manner.

"This knife is made of dark iron, it seems that I asked for it from the Queen Mother of the West at that time, and I have never used it, I don't know how it can be so powerful......"

The system said slowly, without telling the specific power of this knife to its own boss, at that time it was also confused and wanted to open this black ball, where did he think that casually flipping from the treasure library is a peerless magic weapon.

"The thing that the Queen Mother of the West asked for didn't abolish Brother Qin's hand today, and it can be regarded as the virtue he has accumulated by doing a lot of good deeds on weekdays. Luo Jiutian stood aside and pierced the system's thoughts, preaching loudly to Qin Ming, and smiling from time to time to look like a good show.

Of course, Qin Ming knew that the treasure library of the system was full of some peerless divine soldiers, and any thing he took out was like iron and mud, and it was no wonder that he blamed himself for being a mortal fetus who couldn't stand the toss, but Luo Jiutian's righteous immortal was a cleanliness maniac, otherwise where would the tiger's mouth be cracked today.

The system gave Qin Ming an elixir from the treasure vault, and let him eat two tiger mouths to slowly reunite, but the blood droplets on the bluestone slab still fell there and emitted a burst of rusty smell, it may be that they have been with Luo Jiutian and their immortals for a long time, and Qin Ming also has aura on his body, although it is not as good as those immortal qi, but he always feels that his body is slowly changing.

"Look at what the black ball on the bluestone slab is doing now?" Yinhe stretched out his ears to listen to Qin Ming and them, but he didn't care at all about who was injured, he was now full of eyes and only thought that these immortals could open this black ball, and when the time came, as soon as the books were taken out, their whole family would be able to leave this small black house that they had been looking at for hundreds of years.

Qin Ming tore off the strip of cloth bandaged on the tiger's mouth, just a little pity for the brand-name clothes he bought by Xue'er, listening to the exclamation of the galaxy, he quickly looked at the ground again, only to see that the black ball was now even more sticky tentacles on its appearance, towards the two drops of blood that he had dripped at that time.

"Oh my God, this is too disgusting, boss, shouldn't this hi dumpling really be alive......" The system stepped back and said in surprise to him while lying on Qin Ming's trouser legs, only to see that black dumpling conjure up tentacles and lick the two blood droplets on the bluestone slab ground.

Luo Jiutian also stepped forward to watch with the exclamation of the Milky Way, he pinched his nose with one hand and pulled the hem of his clothes with the other, not wanting it to be stained with this blood, and not even letting the smell come to him.

"Brother Qin, you said that it would be good if you were poisonous, this thing will naturally be poisoned and broken into a real thing when the time comes, let's use this knife to chop it when the time comes, where will it resist." Luo Jiutian looked at Qin Ming on the ground and said, his eyes staring at the black ball without blinking.

Qin Ming didn't think about it so much, what he said now is a bit of a fictitude, when Mr. Meng left, he said that if there was fate, there would be a way to open this black ball, he had just accidentally shaken open the tiger's mouth and dripped two drops of blood, and now he was licked by it, I don't know what else will happen later, I hope that following this black ball will be able to open it by itself.

The group just stood there staring at the black ball, and after a while the guy seemed to become very the outside, and after jumping twice on the ground, he quickly rolled to the side, and did not move again.

"Boss, maybe your blood really has an effect, we must have a fate with this black ball, otherwise how could Taishang Laojun send you to do this task, this treasure given by Mr. Meng is very important, go and take a look." The system said excitedly to Qin Ming.

The appearance of this black ball no longer becomes slimy, as long as you use a knife to chop it so lightly, it will naturally fall and when the time comes, after it is broken, isn't the book just handy.

Qin Ming nodded lightly twice and felt that what the system said made sense, although his hands were now covered with blood and had become even more black, but this ball was not very good-looking, even if it became hard, no one could dislike anyone, and he didn't know what it would look like when the spirit book came out.

Luo Jiutian and the others just stood aside blankly, staring at Qin Ming's actions very curiously, and now the heart of the galaxy was even more raised in their throats, they had waited for hundreds of years, looking at the success or failure in front of them, they just felt a little excited, and they didn't know if the authority in front of them could open this black ball.

Now that the wound on the tiger's mouth has been compounded, there is not a trace of it, Qin Ming just feels that his hand is full of power again, the dark iron knife that the system conjured up before is broken and he doesn't dare to use it anymore, if he hurts his tiger's mouth again, it will add a little pain.

Thanks to the fact that he was in the killing camp before, Qin Ming had already been trained to be very alert, no matter where he went, as long as he wore long boots on his body, he would definitely put a small dagger in it, which might be useful when it was critical.

I just thought that if I encountered robbers on a trip to country T, I could save myself, but I didn't expect that today, my dagger with iron like clay would come to break this big black melon.

Although the appearance of that black ball is not very smooth, it is indeed very hard to the touch with his hands, Qin Ming bent his fingers and lightly knocked it twice before making a dull sound, it seems that this thing is still hollow inside.