In this regard, Pan Yu is still relatively relieved.

It's also a more reasonable guy, but now it's on an errand in the underworld, so it's even more indiscriminate.

"What? Do you call the night wanderer a good big brother? Qin Tongtong felt a little strange.

Could it be that Xiao Yu has seen the wandering god grandfather?

If not, how can someone lend you the guy who eats?

Pan Yu's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, no, I just had a dream before, and I dreamed that I married him and became brothers." ”

Today, Pan Yu is already a person who runs trains with a mouth.

Typically, nonsense comes when you open your mouth.

Qin Tongtong frowned and pondered.

Generally speaking, dreaming of immortals, unlike other contents, has a certain symbol.

"Did your grandfather teach you how to interpret dreams? I don't know much about this, you can figure it out for yourself, what this dream means. ”

Pan Yu nodded and said: "Understood, it probably means that I can get some power, and I guess it should be in the matter of the Beggar Chamber of Commerce." ”

In this way, Qin Tongtong was also relieved.

"Okay, dig it, dig it out and go home and sleep." Qin Tongtong waved his hand.

Pan Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief and vigorously pry the shovel.

With a "click", the coffin nail was loosened, Pan Yu lifted the coffin lid, and Qin Tongtong raised the big knife and waited for it.

He said he wasn't worried about anything, but he actually had to be careful.

The coffin board on the ground rolled up a puff of dust, and Pan Yu looked into the coffin, which was a glaive knife about 2.2 meters long, the whole was golden yellow, and an angry green dragon was depicted on the blade.

Qin Tongtong's eyes suddenly lit up: "Good baby, really good baby!" ”

He bent down to pick up the broadsword and played a trick on the ground.

"Ding!" With a bang, Qin Tongtong slashed the big knife on the ground.

A series of "click" sounds came, and I saw that there was suddenly a terrifying crack on the ground!

Seeing Qin Tongtong happy, Pan Yu was also very happy in his heart.

But suddenly.

A spike suddenly stretched out from the hilt, and Qin Tong suddenly felt his hand pricked and threw the big knife out violently.

"What's the situation!"

The mobile phone rang, and Pan Yu picked it up and took a look.

"I treat you as my brother, and you treat me as my cousin? I've been waiting on Huangquan Road for a long time, but my grandson still hasn't come down! ”

Pan Yu knew that the big knife was controlled by this mouse, and he also felt very strange.

"That guy is already dead, how can it not be there yet? You're not going to be late, are you? ”

seconds back.

"Impossible! I personally went to the Cao Department to check, but he didn't come down at all, I don't think he died at all! You won't fucking lie to me, will you! ”

As this news came into view, Pan Yu's brows also furrowed.

Impossible, the Monkey King was blown to pieces by the shock wave of the Third Prince puppet, and even if the cell tissue fluid of the earthworm demon was transplanted in his body, it was absolutely impossible to resurrect.

"What's going on with Xiao Yu? Stop playing with your phone. Qin Tongtong said unpleasantly.

I thought I had a baby, but I didn't let myself use it before I was warm.

"I don't know, you can study it again."

Pan Yu picked up his mobile phone and sent a photo of the Monkey King's corpse, which was also taken as evidence, and the surrounding environment was Xiao Liuzi's dirt pit.

Looking at the photo, the big mouse on the other side hesitated for a while.

"I suspect that his body was abolished by you, but his soul was forcibly preserved." Cola Literature

Pan Yu is going crazy, how can this opponent hidden in the shadows be so pervasive?

"What then?"

seconds back.

"That video and this photo can say a lot, it's okay for me to join normally, but you have to be careful, your opponent is very strong."

"I even suspect that the enemy you met was the same person who buried me in that grave."

These Pan Yu have long known that he is the master of the Demon Sect.

"Okay, what's the matter with the big knife? Why are you still sticking your hands? ”

seconds back.

"You asked your father to drip blood on the dragon at the head of the knife, and the knife will be completely owned by your father, I didn't figure it out just now, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, thanks."

Qin Tongtong squatted on the ground, looked east, looked west, but didn't understand.

How could a good knife suddenly grow barbs.

"Uncle Qin, if you drip blood on the knife and take a look, didn't you say that all weapons must be recognized?"

When he was a child, Qin Tongtong didn't have a TV in the store, so he often relied on the feng shui shop and grabbed the TV with Pan Yu to watch.

At that time, Pan Yu wanted to watch "The Legend of the Seven Heroes of the Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit", and Qin Tongtong liked to watch "The Storm and the Clouds Dominate the World", which was very happy.

Sounding the peerless sword in "Fengyun", it needs to drip blood, Qin Tongtong suddenly felt that it made sense, so he did what Pan Yu said.

A magical scene happened, and I saw that the blade instantly absorbed Qin Guantong's blood, and flashed red light twice.

"God!"

Seeing that the barb was gone, he hurriedly picked up the Glaive Knife and played it again.

"Hahahaha! This is a fortune! Qin Tongtong held the big knife, kissed and touched: "Xiaoyu, do you know?" This knife can generate mana on its own! Awesome! ”

Pan Yu didn't care about any of this, he always felt that it was cold here, as if someone was watching him.

"Alright, hurry home."

Didn't Limpo's carrier pigeon fly here that day? At that time, Qin Tongtong's immortal crane leading the way was still broken.

Perhaps, this is the enemy's stronghold.

Qin Tongtong also thought of this, nodded, carried two knives, and left humming a little tune.

"This kind of garbage thing, what's there to be happy about." White Snake said helplessly.

Qin Tongtong didn't dare to pick up, but this didn't affect his current mood at all, and he was still humming a song.

Pan Yu's brain is active, and his eyes are purring.

"Sister, do you also have any powerful magic weapons?"

This knife belongs to the big mouse, and it is nothing more than a thousand years of cultivation.

And this white snake is different, a big demon that started for 3,000 years.

If there is, it's definitely an artifact!

"Nonsense, which monster doesn't have a treasure anymore?" White Snake was a little unimpressed.

Generally speaking, youkai will use their body parts to refine a weapon, so that their combat power can be increased exponentially.

That night, if it weren't for the big rat not carrying a knife, Pan Yu might not have been able to win it.

Pan Yuha's son is about to fall.

It's not that the underworld doesn't have treasures, but that they are not qualified to buy it at all, and they can't afford it even if they have money.

If the White Snake's treasure can be given to himself, wouldn't it be happy to die?

"Look, it's useless for you to keep it now anyway, why don't you give it to me? You can protect me if there is danger in the future, how about it, sister? ”