Chengying was sealed in the talisman that Shu Lin took out, and several people got into the car with heavy thoughts, and even Ah Fu wilted. Bai Mao asked Chen Qingqiu for the knife and looked at it carefully.

The narrow blade, made of unknown materials, shone with a cold light in the dim compartment. The quaint pattern on it turned out to be a random shape like mist, stretching on the blade.

"What's the matter, Bai Daoyou, what do you see?"

Shu Fei had already noticed this young man, and his eyes changed several times between Chen Qingqiu and Bai Mao.

"Containing light, bearing shadow, and practicing ......"

"What you said, isn't it the Three Great Treasure Swords of the Ancients? I said, "Why is this monster's name so familiar?" ”

Shu Lin patted his head in front of him, looking like he suddenly realized. Chen Qingqiu hadn't heard of these three treasure swords, and he was confused. Seeing Shu Fei and Chen Zidan's puzzled eyes, Shu Lin hurriedly explained:

"It seems from the ancient anecdotes, but it was just a fantasy at the time, could it be that this monster is really related to the sword?"

Shu Lin was a little stunned, Shu Fei was a lot of activities outside, but Shu Lin was willing to hide in the room to read books and alchemy. It was not surprising that Shu Fei could know this kind of name, but this Bai Mao, who was so young, also knew everything about monsters.

"The shadow is pitch black, made of arctic black stone. The multi-shadow pattern on the sword body, if in the master's hand, the pattern is still galloping like a wild horse. This, probably, is. ”

As soon as Bai Mao's voice fell, several veteran demon hunters in the car became excited:

This is the Ancient Sword!

"It's the Ancient Treasure Knife, that monster called Chengying, what is it?"

Chen Qingqiu stroked Ah Fu's head, Ah Fu, who had always had his back to Bai Mao in the past, was also facing Bai Mao at the moment, and if she looked carefully, she would find that Ah Fu had been looking at the knife in his hand.

"I don't know?" Bai Mao stood up the knife in his hand, pointed his finger on his forehead, and smiled at Chen Qingqiu, "Yours here are older than the year of this knife, right?" It's useless to rust, it's better to change one. ”

Chen Qingqiu was immediately choked with anger, but because the three elders in the car were watching, she didn't refute. It's a good thing that this one didn't say "you Terran", otherwise his identity would have been exposed.

She suppressed her desire to scare Bai Mao, thinking that this old monster hadn't been to the outside world for many years, and the annoying person still kept up with the trend. An embarrassed and gnashed smile appeared on his face:

"Then what do you say?"

As if it was Chen Qingqiu's expression that pleased Bai Mao, he snorted lightly. His fingers flicked towards the erect blade, and the blade shook...... Nothing seemed to be happening in the carriage.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Bai Mao didn't expect that this group of Terran demon hunters were already mentally retarded to this point, and lightly mentioned:

"Look at the monster's reaction."

"She, like...... It's very uncomfortable. ”

Shu Lin glanced into the space made of rune paper, and the word "uncomfortable" could also be used to describe the state of the shadow.

She was now in a small space, tossing in pain, her body upside down even though her expression was extremely unwilling.

"Is it the ontology?"

Bai Mao was not interested in pointing out this group of Terrans again, and after a few more glances at the knife, he handed the knife to Shu Fei's hand, closed his eyes and slew.

When the car arrived at the special center, Bai Mao saw Chen Zidan's hesitant appearance, and immediately made a cold gesture, indicating that he had left in advance.

However, Chen Qingqiu saw him leave frankly, and his heart was even more puzzled.

What the hell is this here to make a fuss about?