And the Blood Dragon Ancestor is obviously a key point, whether the Blood Dragon Ancestor can go out of the mountain or not will determine the pattern of the continent along the edge of Xiniuzhou, and affect the hearts of all humans and goblins.

"Uncle, you have already died for your father once, no matter what, you are worthy of your father, your father knows everything, and he must not want you to do stupid things again, not to mention, Xiaoyu is alone and helpless, with an uncle, you can also take care of Xiaoyu, if your uncle goes, Xiaoyu will be left alone."

The Flying Tiger has been a scoundrel for twenty years, just to give Jiang Yu a hope of revenge, and now Jiang Yu feels that he should also give the Flying Tiger a reason to live.

The Flying Tiger was silent for a long time and nodded: "The master is dead, Xiaoyu, you are the master of my Flying Tiger, I should take care of you for the old master." ”

The matter finally came to an end, the goblins of all ethnic groups gathered and went to the Blood Dragon Forest to greet the Blood Dragon Ancestor Half a month later, Yang Jiangyu wanted to return to Yangjia Village, Jiang Fan decided to send her back, and then took the goblins of Yaodan Mountain to the Blood Dragon Forest.

"Brother Jiang, I'll hand over the Leng Yan Knife to you for safekeeping, my uncle said that someone can sense the Leng Yan Knife when it is born, and if I hold it like this, I will definitely be found at the door."

Walking on the mountain road, Yang Jiangyu handed the cold knife to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan looked at Yang Jiangyu with a smile: "In the Flying Tiger Cave Mansion, who said that I hate goblins, I am a goblin, you actually handed over your father's relics to a goblin for safekeeping, it is really the sun that comes out of the north." ”

"Oh, can you stop talking." Yang Jiangyu said angrily, all her hatred for goblins came from the Flying Tiger, and now she knew that the Flying Tiger had never betrayed her father. Where does Yang Jiangyu still hate goblins so much, but he thinks that goblins are better than humans.

Over the years, because of the ban of the Flying Tigers, no goblins dared to offend Yangjia Village, but the surrounding human fortresses often bullied the people of Yangjia Village.

After having no mustard for goblins, Yang Jiangyu suddenly felt that goblins were much cuter than humans.

"Okay, keep it for me for now, and tell me when you need to use it." Jiang Fan took the cold knife and threw it into the hatred space.

Yang Jiangyu looked at Jiang Fan's body strangely, because Jiang Fan took out so much snow ginseng grass. She knew that Jiang Fan should have a magic weapon to hide things. But I still don't know where Jiang Fan hid the cold Yan knife.

"I shouldn't use it, I don't want to kill anyone, Brother Jiang, you can keep it for yourself when you refine the Xue Qing Pill, and the cold Yan knife will also be used for you."

Yang Jiangyu said with relief. Revenge has always been the biggest haze in Yang Jiangyu's heart for 20 years. Now the gloom is gone. Not to mention how good the mood is.

"You're trying to hurt me?"

Jiang Fan scanned the Leng Yan Knife with the Hatred Ring and asked, "Can I use this weapon?" "To be honest, Jiang Fan really wants to use the cold knife. The Divine Sense swept over and knew that this knife was extremely powerful.

This is not the key, the key is that Jiang Fan feels that the power of the Leng Yan Knife is only the tip of the iceberg, and there seems to be a bottomless pit of deep ice to be excavated, Jiang Fan can't imagine how powerful this Leng Yan Knife is in the end.

"Hint, the Leng Yan Knife is a magic knife with a sleeping evil sword spirit in it, and blood splashing on the blade will enhance the energy of the evil sword spirit and eventually awaken.

The more people killed, the more advanced they are, the stronger the energy of the evil sword spirit, and the greater the power of the cold sword.

Before refining the evil sword spirit and making the evil sword spirit recognize its master, the evil aura of the evil sword spirit will turn back on the sword bearer, and eventually control the sword wielder's wisdom, completely becoming a puppet of the cold sword.

I advise the master not to use the cold Yan knife excessively, go crazy and damage the meridians, and the hatred value can be perfectly repaired.

However, Lingzhi is accused of zhì, which does not belong to the scope of hatred value restoration, and the master must be cautious in dealing with Leng Yandao. ”

Jiang Fan took a breath of cold air, imagining that he was being controlled by the cold Yan knife, and shook his head violently.

"Then can I refine the evil sword spirit of this cold sword?" Jiang Fan heard the key words of the ring, as long as he refined the evil sword spirit, he could completely own this incomparable sword.

Jiang Fan wanted this knife too much, according to the characteristics of this knife, it was completely a knife that could be upgraded.

Whether it is a martial artist or a cultivator, there is the same confusion, that is, the continuation of weapons.

A competent weapon is very important, and in order to be competent in the weapon, it must be constantly run-in with the weapon, and finally reach the point where man and weapon are one.

But both martial artists and cultivators will upgrade, and if people upgrade their weapons and don't upgrade, it will be very cheating, and they can only change weapons when the time comes.

Although it can be forged and upgraded, many weapons themselves cannot be forged, and even if they can be forged and upgraded, it is very troublesome, and it is very good to have a knife that can be upgraded.

Jiang Fan's flying sword can be upgraded, but it can't be used with a weapon, just like the silver electric whip, Jiang Fan has been in the space since he got it back, and he has never used it again, it used to be very powerful, but now in the face of a heaven-level master, it is better than a hemp rope.

So much so that Jiang Fan is now using the internal qi sword, and the power is not comparable to that of a real magic weapon, let alone a powerful weapon like the Leng Yan Knife.

Jiang Fan was eager to use the cold sword.

"Hint, no." The two words ring seemed to pour a basin of ice water on Jiang Fan's head.

"Then when will I be able to refine this knife?" Jiang Fan said unwillingly.

"Hint, the master level is not enough to inform."

"I'll beg you, and you'll reveal it."

"Okay, about the first infancy."

"Yuan Infant ......" Jiang Fan grew his mouth, and if he calculated, now his cultivation is the third layer of Qi cultivation, and he has reached the Yuan Infant Stage...... Fuck off.

"So let the master not use the cold knife lightly."

Jiang Fan gave up completely, threw the cold knife into the corner, mixed it with other miscellaneous things, and didn't want to care about it anymore.

"Brother Jiang, what kind of monster are you?" Yang Jiangyu suddenly asked Jiang Fan with great interest, looking very curious.

"I'm not a youkai." Jiang Fan glared at Yang Jiangyu.

"Less." Yang Jiangyu pursed his lips, not believing Jiang Fan's words at all, and suddenly whispered to Jiang Fan with a smile: "In the future, I will follow you to explore the world, okay?" ”

"Why are you here to be my oil bottle?" Jiang Fan glanced at Yang Jiangyu suspiciously.

"My cold knife is with you."

"Then I'll give it back to you." Jiang Fan said that he was about to return the cold knife to Jiang Yu, but Jiang Yu hurriedly said, "I don't want it." ”

"Then don't follow me."

"Well, my sword is with you, and I will follow you."

"You're a scoundrel, aren't you? How can you be virtuous with your uncle? ”

Jiang Yu said quietly: "People just want to see the outside world, for so many years of revenge, life is not fun, Brother Jiang's cultivation is so high, and his medical skills are also high, he is still a spirit pill master, follow you, life must be very exciting." ”

"Let's not be naïve, okay? I sue you, I don't kill a thousand people now, but eight hundred, almost all of them live a life of licking blood from the knife edge, you can't keep it with me, you will lose your life one day, you still stay in Yangjia Village. ”

"Don't, please, Brother Jiang, let me follow you, I'm not afraid of death, I can still wash your clothes and cook for you, you are bored alone, I can still talk to you." Yang Jiangyu pulled Jiang Fan's sleeve, pouted, tried his little face to show a cute look, and looked at Jiang Fan with very sincere eyes.

"Say the last time, I will never take the oil bottle on the road, put away your girlish feelings, how harmonious the life of Yangjia Village is, you will know that the life outside is more cruel."

"If you don't bring it, you still have so many excuses." Yang Jiangyu angrily let go of Jiang Fan's sleeves, his face could almost pull out the water, and he flew towards Yangjia Village with a slick of his feet.

"It's really faster than turning a book."

Jiang Fan shook his head, when Yang Jiangyu faced the Flying Tiger, her IQ was low, but she was very quiet, as soon as she left the Flying Tiger, she regained the true character of that female liar, one by one, although she looked okay, but with her, Jiang Fan couldn't stand it.

I'm going to Yangjia Village soon, and I can finally get rid of this female liar.

The two of them landed outside the gate of Yangjia Village one after the other, and Yang Jiangyu shouted: "Uncles, uncles, grandfathers and aunts, Xiaoyu is back, I have taken revenge, everyone come out to greet you." ”

Yang Jiangyu shouted with great interest, waiting for the people in the village to come out to greet him happily, but after waiting for a long time, no one came out, and the whole valley was quiet and terrible.

"What's going on?" The smile on Yang Jiangyu's face disappeared and he frowned.

A faint smell of blood came, Jiang Fan's heart jumped, and his divine sense swept into the village, and the picture of the village made Jiang Fan startled and speechless.

Yang Jiangyu seemed to realize something, and trotted into the village, the picture in front of her made her expression freeze, and she looked at the scene in front of her in a daze.

"How so?" Yang Jiangyu muttered.

There is no doubt about Yangjia Village and the ruins in front of you, all the houses have collapsed, the herbs in the yard are scattered everywhere, and on the ruins are the corpses of the villagers of Yangjia Village.

"Grandpa, grandpa." Yang Jiangyu ran towards the corpse of an old man, it was the old man who was holding a crutch before, the old man had long lost his breath, and one arm fell into the distance.

"Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang, wake up."

"Xiaomei, Zhang Xiaowei......"

Yang Jiangyu kept running between the corpses, constantly shaking the corpses, crying and shouting, his liver and intestines were broken, Jiang Fan knew that it was useless, his divine sense had already swept over every corpse, and there was no one alive.

"Flowey." Yang Jiangyu saw a corpse again, his slender palm covered his small mouth all of a sudden, and he didn't even dare to cry, Jiang Fan saw the corpse, and his heart seemed to be hit hard.

The girl who pretended to be sick and pretended to be Yang Jiangyu fell in a pool of blood, and there was a wide opening on her small clothes, and the blood around her was flowing from the long and deep wound, blurring a large area of the ground.

"Who the hell, who wants to do this, who is so cruel, we have never had any big enemies in Yangjia Village, who killed them, who is it."

Yang Jiangyu hugged Huahua's corpse and cried bitterly, her eyes were blood-red, Yang Jiangyu's hatred at this moment was more than her hatred for the Flying Tiger in the past twenty years combined. (To be continued......)