After picking up the crimson long sword, Xiao Qian didn't have time to check the attributes, and immediately put it into the storage space, and was about to quickly slip away, but found that the sound of the fight overhead had disappeared. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as she looked up, she saw that the huge dragon had disappeared for some reason, followed by a flirtatious voice behind her.

"Beauty, don't take other people's things lightly!"

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There seemed to be countless hands around his body, desperately dragging Mo Fan down, even if he tried his best, he still couldn't move, and his whole body was squeezed together, and a suffocating sense of oppression wrapped himself.

Immediately, a tearing pain came from all over his body, and if he could see himself now, he would definitely be able to see the terrifying scene of himself being rapidly corroded inch by inch.

Mo Fan was now like a wax man burned by the flames, his body quickly melting, turning into blood in a pool of blood.

Earlier, he asked the Blood Queen if he could handle the blood in this blood pool, but unfortunately he got a disappointing answer: this blood pool is extremely special, and the Blood Queen has nothing to do.

Therefore, Mo Fan is now in such a desperate situation, but the Blood Queen can't help anything, and almost in an instant, most of his body has been corroded.

The only thing he could do was to summon Optimus, and the seven heavens that had returned to the sword seal would have no effect in this pool, at most one more burial companion, there was no need.

In this pool of blood, Mo Fan was only awake for two seconds, his eyes were dark, he completely lost consciousness, and before he fell into a coma, the only thought in his mind was: Sure enough, only by working hard to die will he not die, and now he will not die, but he will go to heaven!

Most of his body has been corroded and melted, and his current appearance, even if he doesn't wear makeup to make ghost movies, can still scare countless people to death.

At this time, the sword mark located on Mo Fan's chest finally reacted, turning into a shining crimson, emitting a scorching light, and the extremely thick blood water around his body was quickly sucked into it.

On the side, Qingtian also emitted a strange red light, and began to desperately absorb the blood in the blood pool.

As time passed, the blood in the blood pool fell at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Mo Fan's body also recovered visibly with the naked eye, and it didn't take long for it to return to its normal appearance.

The blood in the blood pool was falling inch by inch, but Mo Fan's complexion was getting better and better, and every inch of muscle in his body was agitating, as if some kind of energy was tempering and transforming his body.

It didn't take long for the extremely thick blood water in the blood pool more than ten meters deep to bottom out, until in the end, not even a trace of blood remained.

Mo Fan's body fell on the ground at the bottom of the pool, his eyes suddenly opened, he looked around, and immediately understood his current situation, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

The feeling on his body was more wonderful than ever, he clenched his fists lightly, feeling that his physique seemed to have improved significantly, and then he picked up the Qingtian lying quietly on the ground next to him.

It was only at this moment that Mo Fanfang caught a glimpse of a red shadow not far away, and his gaze immediately turned and fixed his gaze on the red shadow.

Just a few meters in front of him, in the middle of the pool floor, a crimson sword stuck into the ground.

The lower half of the sword body is inserted in the soil, and the upper half of the sword body is quite slender, the whole body is red, even the hilt of the sword is a dazzling red, and dark red blood threads linger around the sword body.

Mo Fan had only walked a few steps before he felt the strong smell of blood rushing to the tip of his nose, and a scene like hell on earth faintly appeared in front of him - corpses piled up into mountains, blood flowed into the sea, and even the sky seemed to be dyed a strange red, and on the pyramid where countless corpses were piled up, a crimson long sword was standing quietly!

He shook his head, the hellish scene in front of him disappeared, and looking at the crimson long sword that was only a few steps away from him, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and stepped forward without hesitation.

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"Don't worry, you won't kill women, as long as you hand over that sword, you will definitely spare your life." Young Master Fang clasped his hands on his chest and looked at Xiao Qian, who was pale in front of him, with a smile.

Xiao Qian's eyes kept flashing, obviously she didn't think the words that came out of the mouth of a marauder were reliable, she wouldn't believe anyone except her own words, which was why she had been able to live until now.

The sword seemed dangerous in her storage space now, but it was actually extremely safe, and no one could get hold of it unless she took the initiative.

That sword is equivalent to Xiao Qian's talisman, once she hands it over, it will really become a lamb to be slaughtered, and whether she can survive depends on the mood of the boy in front of her.

"That's it," Young Master Fang saw Xiao Qian's appearance and knew that even if he used means to torture the other party, it might not be effective, so he didn't plan to use violence, "If you're afraid that your master's words won't count, then Master will first give you a seventh-order equipment in exchange for the long sword just now." In this way, you still have a seventh-order equipment to protect yourself, no matter what you say, the master will not do anything to you. ”

Seeing that Xiao Qian still looked hesitant, he continued, "Don't worry, your life is not worth a seventh-order piece of equipment. ”

Xiao Qian saw his sincere appearance, not as if he was cheating, so he nodded slowly.

Young Master Fang immediately took out a piece of seventh-order equipment from his body and handed it to Xiao Qian, the moment the other party took over the equipment, his tone was cold, and he said in a deep voice: "If you go back on your word, Master will let you know what true willfulness is, even if you don't want that sword and this seventh-order equipment, I will make your life worse than death!"

Xiao Qian was slightly stunned, nodded, and immediately took out the crimson long sword and handed it to the other party.

"Good." Young Master Fang nodded with satisfaction, holding the crimson long sword, with a bit of excitement and anticipation in his eyes, he began to check the attributes.

But gradually, his face became more and more ugly, and Xiao Qian couldn't help but chuckle in his heart: Could it be that the attributes of this sword are very poor? Or is he too ambitious to satisfy him?

"Are you sure it's this?" Young Master Fang asked with a strong suppression of anger.

"I'm sure it's definitely this one, I don't have a second sword like this." Xiao Qian felt a little bad in her heart, but she really didn't lie, so she could only nod her head.

"Fuck your shit!" Young Master Fang couldn't help but scold angrily and threw his sword on the other party.

"Click!"

Xiao Qian felt that his sternum had been broken, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't dare to say more, he glanced at the other party cautiously, and hurriedly picked up the crimson long sword and began to check the attributes.

After a while, when she saw the attributes, her face showed a touch of disbelief, and she lost her voice and said, "How is it possible!"