Orange Tile shook his head!

Wen Qing looked at Song Xiulan! The latter also looked dazed!

Wen Qing continued, "Then he will naturally give up!" Since adding gold to pig iron does not increase the weight of the bolts! So why add it? ”

"Now that you know! Why did you give him those few strands of gold? You need to know! Ten days later! You're going to need a lot of silver! ”

Orange Tile is puzzled!

Wen Qing said, "That gold is to restore his confidence!" I'm sure he'll try it out! Even if it can't reach the weight of a crossbow made of meteoric iron! But that's pretty much it! It's not that hard! ”

"It's the equivalent of buying crossbow arrows with those few golds!"

Orange Tile smiled bitterly, "Then this gold is inevitably too expensive!" We're here to get weapons! It's all for nothing! It's all free! ”

Wen Qing sighed, "Think about it seriously!" Of course, I also know that crossbow bolts are not worth that much gold at all! But am I really just buying crossbow arrows? ”

Orange Tile was stunned again!

"And what else did you buy?"

Wen Qing smiled, "Of course it's to buy goodwill!" Your relationship with the people of the Yellow Gate is so bad! As you say! They are in the service of the Bone Firebird! But they have reached a point where they are obsessed with weapon forging! They will also be reluctant to give up the weapons they forged! ”

"It's just that you take it for granted! And rightfully so! They didn't let you take your weapons! Nor are they obligated to smile at you! ”

"So! I feel like every time I come! If you can communicate with them, maybe pay some money and give some benefits! Will the effect be different? Will your relationship ease a lot? Not so stiff? ”

"What do you think?"

Orange Tile listened and thought for a moment, "What you said makes sense!" It's just that no one wants a hot face and a cold ass! ”

The young man who led the way suddenly became excited!

"You hot faces? You're all megalomaniacs..."

Song Xiulan slapped the back of the young man's head! This untouchable palm directly slapped the young man and staggered forward two steps!

"Little children! What do adults talk about! ”

He said that others were children! But he doesn't necessarily know how much older he is!

The young man glared at Song Xiulan angrily!

Song Xiulan is familiar with Wen Qing! The whole person has also become a lot more floating!

He raised his slap and made a gesture to hit again! But the latter's head shrank! Immediately coaxed! That's what he did!

It's just that a dirty face is still full of anger!

This relationship between the Yellow Doors was not formed in a day or two! It is impossible to change their concepts with just a few words from Wen Qing!

There are not many intersections between orange tiles and yellow doors! But you can tell from her words! Her prejudice against the Yellow Gate is not ordinarily deep!

She's all like that! Not to mention the others!

Wen Qing waved her hand, "I want to ease relations with the Yellow Gate!" There is still a long way to go! It takes all of you to work together! But I can guarantee it! Next time we come to the Yellow Gate! The attitude of the guards towards us will be better! That's enough! ”

Orange Tile nodded as if he didn't understand!

She actually didn't quite agree with Wen Qing's statement! In her subconscious! The people here are all aliens! They are obsessed with the forging of weapons! It's time to go crazy!

Wen Qing tried to win their favor with gold! This is simply impossible in her opinion!

Because they basically don't go down! Don't go down! It won't cost a silver tael! There is food and drink in the villa! They don't have to worry about it at all! They don't need to pay either! What do they want gold for?

But Orange Tile didn't say anything more!

Because the old man's dwelling place has arrived!

The young man knocked on the door! asked, "Tong Lao! Are you there? ”

After a while! An old voice came from inside!

"In!"

"Then I'm in! There are a few people looking for you! ”

The young man pushed the door open! This time he didn't wait outside! Instead, they were the first to walk in!

The three of them looked at each other! I followed suit!

All the windows inside are closed! So it's particularly black! There were a few lights in the room!

Wait for the three of them to get in! The young man closed the door again!

It's like night inside! Only a few lights burned silently! Trying to light up this whole space!

There is a rickety figure sitting at the desk! The desk is full of books! He's reading a book in his hand!

I heard a few people coming in! But he didn't look back!

It's a real home!

I didn't see a single weapon forging tool in the room! Look at the back! This child should be not too young! It may have been many years since I didn't fight weapons!

"You said he made the blood?"

Wen Qing asked Orange Wadao in a low voice!

Wen Qing's voice is not loud! But in this silent illusion! But it is very clearly visible!

The old boy immediately turned around! Including that little young! I looked at Wen Qing in surprise!

Wen Qing felt a little surprised!

She was stunned for two seconds! Then he pulled out the handful of weeping blood from his bosom!

Pitch black, cold, heavy blade! Here she has a strange feeling again!

She simply got straight to the point! Walk to Tong Lao's desk! Crying blood in front of him!

"Tong Lao! I heard that this knife came from you! I want to know where it came from! ”

Tong Lao's gaze shifted from Wen Qing to the bloody knife!

The young man flew directly to the desk! Looking at the handful of weeping blood on the table, my body couldn't stop shaking! He reached out and wanted to touch it! But halfway through it and back in!

At last! He seemed to have plucked up his courage! I finally made up my mind! Pick up that weeping blood!

But just as his hand was about to touch it! Tong Lao suddenly stretched out his hand and hit him!

That little young man woke up in an instant! Hurry up and get up!

Song Xiulan felt strange when she saw it! He whispered to Orange Wado, "Alas! How do they seem to have love, hate and fear of this knife? ”

Just the feeling that the little youth showed! That's how it feels!

Orange Tile shook his head! also whispered, "I don't know! Just heard that this knife has endless potential! But it's also quite ominous! ”

"Unknown?"

Song Xiulan opened her mouth slightly!

"Say no more! Do I know if you're still looking for this? ”

The young man didn't seem to hear the conversation between the two! Asked Wen Qing directly, "Where did you get this knife from?" ”

Wen Qing thought about it and saw that Tong Lao was also looking at her at this time! Presumably he wanted to know about it, too! I don't think there's anything to hide from that! Then he said truthfully, "I found it in Yizhuang!" ”

Both sighed!

The young man found a bench! Sitting on it weakly!

Covering his face, he said, "No one can escape!" ”

Tong Lao turned his gaze back to the weeping blood! Shook his head with a wry smile!

"This knife is called Weeping Blood! It's a piece of hoodoo! I advise you to just find a place to throw it away! ”

Wen Qing was surprised, "Hoodoo? This knife saved my life two days ago! ”

Tong Lao raised his head suddenly, "You mean, you've already fed it blood?" ”

Wen Qing nodded, "I was also thinking of giving it a try... I didn't expect it to be so mysterious! That's why the more I want to know where it came from! Because of the martial arts main ring competition ten days later! I don't have a weapon to hand over! Maybe need it! ”

Such a short knife! It's just a little longer than a normal dagger! Directly used against it! Obviously not ideal! What she values is the mysterious and mysterious strange power behind the crying blood!

That red light in the dungeon lake! It really shocked her!

There is a high probability that the white sheet will participate in the ring! Meet him then! If she doesn't have any pressed goods on her hands! It's hard to win! After all, he is not really a human being at all!

Who knows what he means against the sky?

Wen Qing felt that he was not so simple! Someone who can make Xiao Ming vigilant! It's definitely dangerous!

If you are an ordinary master! Even if it's the master of the Xuanmen! With Xiao Ming by your side! She's not afraid! But Bai Dan has a blackbird that is comparable to or even slightly better than Xiao Ming!

And I want to use this bloody strange power for my own use! There will definitely be a price to pay! As for what cost! Wen Qing doesn't know! But she wants to be one with Weeping Blood! The most basic! You have to know how to use it! What is the origin of this weeping blood!

And now the creator of this weeping blood persuaded her to throw it away!

Hoodoo? She wanted to know how to know how to do it!

If you want to throw it, you have to wait until she finishes the ring match before throwing it!

The young man snorted, "I'll tell you that!" The previous owners of that knife! They're all dead! Many years ago! We thought there was a man who could stop it! But I didn't expect it! Now the knife is in your hands! This means that he is dead! ”

Wen Qing secretly smacked her tongue!

"What's that? So evil? ”

The young man buried his face in his hands again!

Tong Lao, who had never spoken, said at this time, "I didn't make this knife!" But it's inextricably linked to me! Now that the knife has reappeared! Then I'm obligated to tell you about it! About what happened to this knife! The ins and outs of everything! ”

"When the time comes! About this weeping blood! Make your own decision! ”

"Xiaoqing is right! The previous owners of this weeping blood! They're all dead! ”

"Our recommendation! I want you to throw this weeping blood away! But from your words! You won't be planning to do this for the time being! ”

"Xiaoqing! Find a few stools to come over to them! ”

The young man who told Xiaoqing to get up! I got to the house and moved out a few stools!

He is very familiar with the road, and he is obviously very familiar with this place!

This couldn't help but make Wen Qing wonder what his relationship was with this Tong Lao!

"Sit down! It's a long story! ”

After Wen Qing and they are seated!

Tong Lao put down the book!

Pull out a black cloth from behind you!

Cover that black dagger!

And then with a long sigh!

"This thing! It all started many years ago! How many years ago? Forty years ago? Or fifty years ago? ”

"Specific time! I've probably forgotten about it! ”

"But I always remember that it was a cloudy day!"