Five claws are dragons, and four claws are leeches. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info although the two may be the difference between the two in appearance. But in the orthodox sense, the dragon is thorough, can call the wind and rain, and is even ranked in the immortal class and among the gods.

The cocktail is a close relative of the dragon, but it is dwarfed by it.

Therefore, among the royal families in the world, all generations of the Son of Heaven like to wear bright yellow dragon robes, while the prince can only wear court clothes embroidered with four-clawed mantles.

If you break the rules, you will mess up the etiquette. Even if some people with evil intentions catch the handle, they will make an article on it.

In ancient times, there were many royal relatives and nobles who were planted on this. Even the Tang Dynasty, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, such a minefield is never dared to be involved.

Because Cheng Yanjin is the founding general, he knows everything about the royal family. The swordsman listened to it with an ear or an ear. Over time, I learned a lot about these things.

In this way, this sword is not only an artifact, but also probably used by a certain emperor?

The swordsman walked a few steps quickly, jumped to the sword spirit that had turned into a sword, and held up his cheeks to look at it with interest.

"Swordsman, be careful. "Xiaoyaosheng also came up, and wanted to pull away the swordsman.

"Shhhh The swordsman made a silent motion, and the hand ghost put it up in a hurry. It seemed to be calling him.

"Hiss!" the swordsman was in pain, his fingers were cut, and a bead of blood as big as a bean slowly flowed down the blade. If it is really a good sword, just a touch of it will cut such a big wound on the finger.

It is hard to imagine how many people have become the unjust soul of the king who once carried it. And how many lands he has leveled with this sword.

The moment it was stained with blood, almost at the same time, the artifact in front of the swordsman resonated with the sword he was carrying behind him.

The two swords seemed to have some kind of sensing, and they trembled in unison.

With a bang, the sword on the back of the swordsman was completely out of control and flew out. It hovered above for a long time, and finally fell down like a meteor falling in the night, becoming one with the artifact.

The two swordsmen were so shocked by what just happened that they were speechless for a long time.

"This, what's going on?" the swordsman swallowed, pointing to the kendo in front of him.

Xiaoyaosheng only knows how to shake his head, and asking him is equivalent to not asking, an effect.

As the swordsman was thinking, the sword turned into an old man's appearance again. is still black and disheveled, but between his eyebrows he has become much more vibrant.

At this moment, the old man seemed to have changed his face, and he smiled and said, "Boy, how is it! This sword will be in my pocket sooner or later." ”

It's okay not to mention this, but when you mention this, the anger of the swordsman will not hit one place. He rolled up his sleeves: "Don't be unreasonable, this is my weapon!"

It's a good thing, the artifact didn't catch it, and he also put in his own sword. There is no more loss-making business in the world!

"Xiaoyaosheng, on!" the swordsman pushed Xiaoyaosheng behind his back.

Now that he has no weapons, he is basically equivalent to a waste person in front of someone who knows a little bit of magic, not to mention that he is a sword spirit, and he can only count on Xiaoyaosheng to find justice for himself.

But he, looking at his polite and weak appearance, the swordsman wiped the sweat on his forehead, "I'll come!"

He fought with his bare hands, and in less than twenty rounds, he was defeated.

The swordsman clutched his chest and punched heavily on the ground unwillingly: "Why, why?"

If you lose, you have to lose convincingly, if he wins, you have to win peace of mind.

The old man threw his hair behind him, looking more energetic, and even his eyes, which were without eyeballs, were faintly exuding brilliance: "The sword on your body is a piece of scrap metal in your hand, and on me, hehe, it is a combination of two swords, with indestructible power!"

The swordsman expected him to say this excuse, but he was still more concerned about the changes in the sword spirit than this.

The change in appearance is not surprising, the world is full of wonders, and it is not easy to change what you want to look like with a spell.

It's just that what is the reason that makes the old man who was so lifeless before become so happy in an instant? Will personality be so easy to change?

"Stinky boy. The sword spirit spoke with a bit of banter: "Do you want the artifact here?"

The swordsman replied angrily, "You're not talking nonsense!" If it weren't for the artifact, who would have come in such a big circle to this place where birds don't.

The old man's sword spirit put away his playful expression: "This sword was forged by Ou Yezi, and it was once obtained by King Yue. The fish intestine sword was born against reason and order, the minister killed the king, and the son killed the father. ”

Hearing this, the swordsman and Xiaoyaosheng couldn't help but gasp. This sword is so evil! Especially the swordsman, who had tried his best to get the artifact in his hand before, but now he is a little retreating.

The sword spirit saw his thoughts and smiled, "What?

The swordsman had a hard mouth: "I'm not happy, what are you doing!"

The old man's sword spirit didn't talk anymore, and then he said unfinished speaking: "I was originally a little king who dominated one side during the melee back then, and it was he who used the power of the fish intestines to behead me under the sword. Later, Ou Yezi sacrificed the sword with the power of my blood and bones, and strengthened the cracks in the sword with my soul. ”

"Cracks in the sword?" The swordsman heard the point at once, there are still cracks in this magnificent sword?

The old man was very satisfied with the question of the swordsman, which happened to be what he was going to say next: "Heaven is constant, and there is no room for such things as fish intestines." Therefore, although the fish intestine has the power to destroy the world, it cannot die well. From the beginning of the sword, there were serious shortcomings. ”

The swordsman couldn't wait to continue: "Therefore, Master Ou Yezi used you to sacrifice the sword to stabilize his sword?"

The sword spirit nodded, and was always unwilling to say this: "With the soul power of the royal family to stabilize it, the fish intestine finally got what it wanted, and gained vitality like other swords." ”

This is so, but it suffers him. It's not a dominant party, but after all, he was also a powerful little king. Not to mention the destroyed country, even the soul has to hide in the cold iron and survive.

The old sword spirit burst into tears: "I'm unwilling, I want to break through the cage." But the ban here is too strong, and I'm trapped here, if you count, it's almost a thousand years. ”

Such an encounter was embarrassing, but the swordsman stared at his face and looked at it carefully: "Your eyes are really godly, you can see, and you can cry!"

The sword spirit was extremely displeased: "I am blind with my eyes, not my heart. My flesh is the equivalent of a fish's intestines. As long as the fish intestines are fine, I am naturally intact. ”

The swordsman let out a confused sigh. This piqued the Sword Spirit's interest: "Boy, how about we make a deal?"

The swordsman almost choked on his own saliva. The word trade means that both sides have to pay some chips.

I can't satisfy him with anything now, in case this person makes any excessive demands. At that time, not to mention the fish intestines, even the previous sword will not be able to get it back.