"Not a dragon?" Ye Kui was also a little strange, and was about to continue asking, when the shopkeeper suddenly let out a muffled snort to attract Ye Kui's attention.

The shopkeeper was dressed in a neat silk Tang robe, and he looked like he was fifty or sixty years old, with a thin figure and a dark yellow face, and he didn't look very good at his usual health. The voice was the one he had made before he fell unconscious.

Ye Kui's face changed, and he hurriedly ran to the boss to check his status. After some inspection, it was found that this person's essence was already on the verge of running out of oil and lamp, and his breath was like a gossamer, if it weren't for the unconscious self-protection of his body that made him unconscious, the vigorous exercise just now almost killed him.

This is, Ye Kui suddenly felt that time was pressing. There must be a lot of people in Jiangcheng who are like this boss, and the people in this city are all in a state of stimulant now, and once they overdose, they are likely to have a large area of sudden death.

"My lord! Be careful! Shoko suddenly screamed, and at the same time rushed towards Ye Kui's side.

Ye Kui had actually found out, that is, the tomb robber who had lost his partner suddenly burst out and pounced on Ye Kui, the only human here!

Ye Kui is not afraid of him, this person's physical fitness is better than that of ordinary people, but how to say that Ye Kui is also a demon cultivator with seven hundred years of cultivation, if it weren't for the fact that Ye Kui was seriously injured last time and deliberately let Bai Yu fight, he would be fine if he stood still and let Bai Yu punch for an hour.

However, Xiangzi doesn't care whether Ye Kui is afraid of this tomb robber now, he has just been appreciated by this suspected demon palace bigwig, but he is anxious to show his loyalty. He pounced towards Ye Kui, Ye Kui was only guarding against the tomb robber at first, and was suddenly hit by his own people from the side, and he was directly knocked down again, so he hit the shelf next to him without knowing what fell on it, and actually broke the defense of Ye Kui's skin, and cut a ten-centimeter-long wound on his arm.

"Ahh My lord! Are you okay! You're bleeding! Xiangzi got up nervously, and saw that Ye Kui's hand was even more anxious.

Ye Kui felt that he was extremely wronged, who was this provoking! However, seeing Shoko's genuine nervousness, the anger in his heart slowly dissipated.

The grave robber had been subdued by the other thugs, knocked unconscious and thrown aside. Several people helped the two buried people up, and when they saw the wound on Ye Kui's hand, those gangsters were immediately silent, but they didn't expect that the master would be injured less than an hour after recognizing the master.

Looking at the pale faces of several people, Ye Kui sighed, covered the bleeding wound with his right hand and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, it's just a small injury, let's go." By the way, bring the grave robber with you, and ask him something. ”

Those gangsters didn't dare to resist, and hurriedly cleared the ground out of a way for Ye Kui to walk through. One of the thugs was kicking the debris off the ground with his foot, and suddenly screamed, and fell to the ground with his feet clutched, his feet already dripping with blood.

Ye Kui paused in his footsteps and looked towards the thing that had cut the bastard's foot just now.

It was a Han knife with a wooden handle that was almost rotten, with a classic ring-shaped handle structure, and the blade was pitch black, I don't know if it was because of decay or its own color. It should have been this thing that fell and cut his arm.

He walked over and hesitated, considering that the blood on his right hand covering the wound would stain this priceless thing, so he picked up the Han knife with his injured left hand but not stained with blood, the wooden handle was a little loose when Ye Kui touched it, and he felt that a little force would shatter into a piece of residue. As for the blade, Ye Kui found that the black was the black of the knife itself, and after thousands of years, this knife was still hairy and extremely sharp.

The total length of this Han knife is only about 80 centimeters, the length of the blade is about 60, and the rest is the handle and the ring with the handle broken. The blade is straight, and the arc of the knife is only at the tip. Ye Kui held this knife, and he didn't know why he suddenly had a feeling of being very fit, this knife seemed to be tailor-made for him.

Ye Kui couldn't help but wave the knife, but as soon as he swung it, with a little force in his hand, the wooden handle was completely shattered, Ye Kui almost didn't hold it firmly and threw the knife out, so frightened that a gangster next to him shrank his neck violently.

There are a lot of good treasures in the antique street. Ye Kui sighed secretly. He found a leather sofa in the house, cut a layer of skin with a sharp black Han knife, rolled up the blade, and then walked out with the stone carving, the Han knife and the tomb robbers.

When he returned to the other rat demons, the blood drink had recovered a lot under the effect of the drug, and his actions should be fine. And the rest of the gangsters have already packed the magic weapons that Xiaojing Gong came up with and piled them together, which is refreshing to watch.

Seeing Ye Kui coming back, Blood Drink hurriedly got up to greet him, but as soon as he got closer, he saw the blood on Ye Kui's hand, and his face suddenly changed greatly! Facing the rat demons behind Ye Kui was a scolding, Ye Kui waved his hand to interrupt, he is not the kind of character who likes to listen to compliments.

But it's very strange, normally, with his cultivation, the injury on his hand can quickly stop the bleeding and recover, but it still hurts hotly, and the bleeding has not stopped.

"This ...... My lord, I look at your wounds. Seeing that Ye Kui's hand was still dripping blood, Blood Drink's expression suddenly became a little solemn.

Ye Kui didn't hesitate and handed his hand over. Although the blood drink has seven hundred years of cultivation, with his vain demonic power, he is sure to kill him before he can do something strange. It's just that Ye Kui, the demon king, is more maverick, adhering to the concept that suspicious people don't need to be suspicious, he chooses to believe in this rat demon who met for the first time.

Of course, there is another layer of untenable reason that makes him believe in blood drinking, that is, the goblins who evolved from animals generally have few hearts, as long as they do not purposefully trap people in the first place, as long as they are good to them, they will generally sincerely repay the favor.

Of course, the blood drink didn't think much about it, after all, he really wanted to enter the demon palace to live, so he didn't need to be a street rat again.

Blood Drink carefully held Ye Kui's arm with both hands, and said "offended", then pulled open the sleeve of the robe and carefully observed the knife wound. After a while, he frowned and asked, "My lord, how did you get this injury?" ”

Ye Kui raised the Han knife in his hand, "This thing fell and got it." ”

Blooddrink took the sword and pulled it out of the leather to look closely.

"This knife has no energy fluctuations, it's not a magic weapon." Koi said suspiciously.

At this moment, the blood drink tried to inject the demon power into the blade, and suddenly there was a bang, accompanied by the hum of metal, and the sound was like a golden iron horse, directly piercing into the minds of all the monsters present, and suddenly there was a wail, and all the monsters covered their ears and fell to the ground.

The first thing to bear the brunt was also blood drinking, and his whole body was catapulted four or five meters, hit a roller shutter door of a shop that had not yet been opened, knocked out a pit, and then slowly slid down, and his injuries were not healed, so he was knocked unconscious directly by such a collision.

The closest to the Han Dao, except for the blood drink, is Ye Kui. But Ye Kui didn't feel how torturous the sound of the Jin Ge Iron Horse was, he just felt a little harsh. However, seeing this battle, his face also changed, and the thick black demonic power all over his body surged, and swept towards the black Han knife, separating the sound of Jin Ge from other monsters.

With Ye Kui's help, the little demons around them regained some of their mobility, and hurriedly crawled away from Ye Kui, at the same time, their doubts about Ye Kui at this time had disappeared, at this time, this slender and thin young man, who was also full of human breath, and the surging and solid demonic power that poured out of his body had completely convinced them.

The black demonic power on Ye Kui's body drove his robe, and at this time, he lost his gravity as if he was suspended in water, and his long black hair had spread out, flying wildly in the violent energy hedge. In stark contrast to the violent itinerary at this time, it was Ye Kui's strange heterochromatic pupils, those eyes glowed faintly in the black energy, indifferent and ruthless, as if they were the eyes of God, unmoved by anything in the world.

The others looked at Ye Kui very emotionally, in fact, he was very uncomfortable at this time! The repulsion of this ordinary black knife to his power was far beyond Ye Kui's imagination, at this time he seemed to be pressing an industrial spring with a diameter of thirty or forty centimeters with his bare hands, and if he was a little loose, he would be bounced off like a blood drink. The blood drink was only slightly touched so it was only bounced away, but Ye Kui could feel that once he let go, the Han Dao that had the upper hand would definitely attack him in addition to repulsive power, such as sword qi.

Ye Kui is now in a dilemma, and it is not to let go, nor is it to let go. This knife seems to be made for demonic energy, and I don't know where it came from. The wound that was cut by it just now, now under the influence of the sword qi of the Han Dao, frantically extracted Ye Kui's blood, and at this time, in the energy vortex that Ye Kui was in, there was still a large amount of Ye Kui's blood floating, and some blood droplets fell on the knife body, making the black blade so black that it seemed to be able to inhale light.

Feeling that his body was beginning to feel weak due to blood loss, Ye Kui secretly said that it was not good, and his mind quickly searched for records about this Han knife. However, at this time, he was obviously not in a state of sinking into the library to wipe the materials, and the search in his memory was fruitless, and he was becoming more and more anxious at this time.

Suddenly, Ye Kui had an idea.

According to the current situation, this Han knife should be a demon slashing knife, very sensitive to demon power, if he is a monster, it is really helpless, but obviously he is not a demon. He is just a demon cultivator, and the person who makes the knife and makes the knife must also be a human, so he should not be repelled by the power of man.

So, Ye Kui began to slowly put away the demonic power, and filled the demonic power that had been withdrawn with the ability energy.

Sure enough, the effect was immediate. The Han Dao, who was originally violently resisting, obviously did not reject the sudden addition of the ability energy, Ye Kui even felt a feeling of closeness and dependence, this contrast made him and Han Dao both a little stunned, Han Dao obviously did not understand why the same creature had the aura of both allies and enemies, while Ye Kui felt unnatural about Han Dao's extreme feeling of resistance to hatred and closeness to dependence.

Now that he had found a way, Ye Kui no longer hesitated, and accelerated the transformation of demonic power and ability. However, it is clear that his ability is still in a very weak state, and it is not comparable to the demonic power at all, and by the end of the day, the ability has not been able to compensate for the weakening of the demonic power. Fortunately, with the buffer of the ability, the Han Dao didn't do anything to hurt him again.

Finally, as soon as Ye Kui's last demonic power was collected, the Han Dao finally withdrew all the rejection, and under the support of Ye Kui's ability, it emitted a faint blue light and suspended in front of Ye Kui. And Ye Kui's state at this time was almost to the limit, the excessive blood loss and the switch between demon power and ability just now almost drained all his physical strength, and his brain was faint.

Ye Kui looked at the Han knife in front of him that had completely changed its appearance under the action of blood, demonic power and abilities, and felt like he had been trapped. This knife must have been deliberately played like this, let him polish it......

At this time, the Han knife had long since faded its original decay, and there was still no handle, but the entire blade was as crystal clear as crystal, as if it was carved out of crystal. In addition to the translucent material, there are some hair-like gold threads on the blade, which have a faint pattern.

Ye Kui had never seen or heard of such a knife, there was not a word on the knife, and there was no sign, Ye Kui couldn't help but think of the rotten hilt, maybe the clue was on the hilt, but now there is no way to study it.

At this moment, Ye Kui's originally blank mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if he remembered something, but he couldn't grasp it. Just as he was thinking hard, the Han knife suddenly buzzed, and as soon as the blade turned, the tip of the knife stabbed towards Ye Kui's heart!