The severe pain made the young man gasp, he endured the pain, and then said: "Back to the Seventh Uncle Ancestor, not yet, there is only the Cui family here." ”

"Waste. The old man scolded coldly, recalling what had happened in the past few days, and a sense of boredom and impatience could not help but rise in his heart.

A few days ago, as soon as they arrived in Tailuo Village, they found that there was no one in the village.

From the residual temperature on several stoves, it can be seen that the people of Tailuo Village have just left.

Immediately afterwards, a group of more than a dozen of them began to take Tailuo Village as the center and look in all directions, it stands to reason that there are many untouchables in Tailuo Village, and the hasty escape will definitely leave a lot of clues.

However, they searched hard for a few days, and finally found some clues, and then they jumped out of the Cui family, with him, those Cui family guards naturally couldn't make any waves, however, after killing all the people, they still found nothing, as if those untouchables in Tailuo Village disappeared out of thin air.

"Seventh Uncle Ancestor, what should I do next?" Seeing that the old man's eyebrows were gloomy, like a dark cloud of ink before the rainstorm, the jade-robed young man whispered tremblingly.

"Keep searching, centering on this mountain, and search around, digging three feet into the ground to find out the untouchables. ”

The old man said viciously, this untouchable people in Tailuo Village can leave just before they come, it is obvious that someone is secretly helping, originally, he also thinks that this mouse hiding in the dark must be Shang Ruohai, now it looks like a member of the Cui family, and the Cui family specially arranged an illusion in this barren mountain, and even sacrificed the lives of a few people, as he expected, that group of untouchables is nearby, and these people are the abandoned sons used to delay their footsteps.

"Then the Seventh Uncle Ancestor, what about the two injured brothers?"

The young man in the jade robe looked at the two children of the Yu family who were lying on the ground and moaning in pain not far away, and his expression was a little unbearable.

"Leave them here to fend for themselves, and don't complain about the old man's cruelty, who called them waste?"

......

"Babble

The little Philippine country has to slander the big handsome

Dashuai has his own talent for governing the country

Passing on an order is like a mountain falling to the ground and moving a river

Along the way, the thirteen kingdoms were wiped out

I will send you to the barracks and offer you to the commander

Thousands of gold rewards are given to thousands of households, and they are crowned officials and knights

Add an official to babble and add an official, enter the knight and babble into the knight!"

At the end of the bustling street, in a deserted alley, I saw a thin old man with gray hair, ruddy complexion, and a blue shirt lying leisurely on a bamboo chaise longue.

With Erlang's legs crossed, his right foot raised high, and a tattered straw sandal on his big toe hooked, a strange tone hummed out of his mouth, singing the famous drama "General Order" by Gu Zhao back then, which tells the story of King Zhige's southern and northern wars and the destruction of thirty-six small countries.

Among them, this passage sung by the old man is taken from the events of Zhao Wuxing, the king of Zhige, when he conquered the Philippines.

It is said that when the Philippine country was facing the siege of the Zhige army, the king of Zhige sent an envoy under his command to persuade him to surrender, and in the face of the insults and accusations of the Philippine prime minister, the envoy was righteous and righteous, and he was not afraid of danger.

In fact, more than seventy percent of this huge city, which houses millions of people, are family members of the soldiers of the Zhige army in the past dynasties, and the remaining thirty percent are some refugees collected by Zhao Wudang, the king of Zhige, in the southern and northern wars.

Therefore, the drama about the Zhige Army is the most popular.

Bang, click......

The black boots made a crisp sound on the stone road, and wearing a black silk shirt, Shang Luo walked slowly.

"Coming, Housheng?"

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from a distance, the old man stopped humming the drama in his mouth, slowly stretched his head out of the recliner, saw Shang Luo's appearance, and said a word that was not strange, and then got up tremblingly.

Nodding, Shang Luo followed the old man into a narrow and gloomy store.

The store is not large, about seven or eight square meters, with jet-black shelves on both sides, each layer of the shelves is covered with thick black flannel, the overall space is slightly narrow, and the afterglow of the sunset is sprinkled at the door, and the inside is shrouded in a shadow.

"Just sit down, I don't have much to entertain in this little shop. ”

The old man said casually, motioned to Shang Luo to take his own time, and then pulled straw sandals and walked towards the house.

"Trouble. ”

Shang Luo chuckled, although the old man said to sit casually, but in fact, there was not a single chair in the store, and the cold and cold air was forced from both sides to the middle, blowing to the skin, with a sharp blade approaching the cold.

The smell of blood and rust wafting together in this narrow space, Shang Luo stood in place, looking at the shelves on both sides, only to see dozens of knives on the upper and lower three layers of the two tall black wooden shelves.

There are sharp and narrow thin knives, heavy knives with wide blades, and various knives of different shapes.

These blades, although they have different appearances, can exude a chilling aura, almost every one of them is not inferior to Mo Li, and one of them exudes an indescribable coldness, bloodthirstiness and ominousness, the knife seems to have become a living thing, like a poisonous snake hiding in a shadow corner, staring at its prey.

"Interesting, Demon Knife?"

Shang Luo's eyes lit up slightly.

"I haven't seen it last time, but it's a new one?"

After taking two steps, Shang Luo came to the middle of the knife rack on the left, the second layer of the black wooden frame, a narrow white knife was placed on the black velvet cloth, the blade was shiny, with a faint blood-colored flame texture, and the handle of the knife was like a coiling dragon, the dragon's head was raised upwards in the center, and a white bead was held in its mouth.

"That knife is a hindrance, it has killed seven masters, and last month, a good young man took it back, but I didn't expect it to last a month. ”

The old man walked out of another compartment with Mo Li in his hand, and when he saw Shang Luo stopping in front of the knife holder, he mentioned a few words slightly, and his tone was a little embarrassed.

Originally, the knife was bought, and it no longer belonged to him, however, this demon knife was too famous for anyone to dare to use, so it was sent back again.

The old man threw Mo Li over, and Shang Luo caught it, and a sense of intimacy arose.

Zheng ......

Pulling out the knife from the sheath, Qingyue's sonorous knife sounded, and it seemed that Mo Li was also excited

"You have a good foundation for this sword, plus the spirit iron you sent, I recast it, let's see if it fits. ”

The old man leaned on the knife holder on the right side and said lightly.

Brush!

Shang Luo held Mo Li, and swung a few knives in the air, the narrow and sharp blade cut the air without stagnation, and the space seemed to be cut off, with layers of ripples, and the spiritual power of the Star Sea Hades in his body poured into the blade, and then, the two qi of killing and slaughtering and death were wrapped up, and the blade was surrounded by a fierce and dead breath, at this moment, in the small shop, dozens of blades shook together, as if they were trembling.

"Lighter, stronger, sharper, and more conductive to spiritual power. ”

Silently feeling the change in Mo Li in his hand, Shang Luo muttered softly, extremely satisfied.