Chapter Ninety-Seven: Drinking Blood

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From the blade to the hilt, there are faintly two blood lines entangled and flowing, matching the unique cold attribute of Cold Crystal. Like spring water, it exudes a cold and eerie light. Liu Qian held the blade in one hand, and his fingers swiped up along the sword body, and the coldness through the bones suddenly made people feel shocked.

"Drink!" Swinging the knife from top to bottom, Jin Dan's true qi penetrated through the knife and turned into a pale cyan knife qi, and the moment the knife qi shot out, the heat in the entire storage room was quickly dissipated. It makes people shiver like an ice cellar. There was a loud bang, and the sword qi flew straight through the ice wall more than ten meters thick and half a foot thick and still did not dissipate, and it hit the edge of the alternate dimensional space, only to stir up a violent energy vortex and dissipate in the void.

"Good knives. Liu Qian was overjoyed in his heart, this knife was the most suitable for him to use now. Although the Xuanyue was good in the past, it seriously affected the performance of a Jindan master in terms of material and quality. And this knife can not only bring Liu Qian's strength to the extreme, but also have a sense of ease. If he had already had this knife in his hand, I am afraid that the frost dragon would not be his opponent at all.

Stroking this broad-bladed long knife, I could faintly feel the blade trembling slightly, as if I was longing for battle, longing for the moisture of blood. provoked Liu Qian to laugh and said: "This knife actually has knife intent, then good, I will help you name it Drinking Blood." Drink the blood of my enemies for me. Drinking blood seemed to feel the master's intention, and after a slight tremble, it let out a buzzing resonant and happy sound.

Restraining the true qi of Jindan, Liu Qian's wide ice hall was drunk for a long time. Only then reluctantly put the blood drinking into the storage ring.

The rest of the time is a long wait. While waiting, cultivation is undoubtedly the best choice to kill time.

Time flies.

Liu Qian wakes up once a year at a time of retreat, and in the blink of an eye, he has woken up fifty times. More than 50 years have passed. As early as more than ten years ago, with the help of the Yin Yang Elixir, Liu Qian's Jindan True Qi had already entered a late consummation state. But after more than ten years, his strength was still growing, but the realm was always stuck in the last step, unable to take a step forward and enter the spiritual stage.

Liu Qian once again succeeded in his work and slowly opened his eyes. In those eyes, there is no longer the original essence of the flash. In its place is calm, calm as a pool of water without waves. But if you look closely, you can find that under this calm, you can't see through its deep pupils at all. Slowly stood up, and the sound of gurgling bones lifted his spirits.

"Grandma, when is it a head these days?" Liu Qian muttered and scolded after stretching his waist. I wondered if the extradimensional opener that the goddess of nature threw out had already broken down.

Although there is no time for cultivation, every retreat that lasts for more than a year is only a blink of an eye. But Liu Qian's heart has already been quiet. In less than a hundred years, he has gone from an ordinary person to the current Jindan Great Perfection realm. This kind of growth rate, placed in the entire cultivation realm, is also appalling.

The Jindan Great Perfection has reached the spiritual stage, not to say that it will be stepped in. If there is no special opportunity, I am afraid that there is still a long time to precipitate and slowly break through. Therefore, Liu Qian stayed a little dull. In a year's time, a lot of dust and dirt have accumulated on my body. grabbed Xiaoxue in his arms, who also woke up with Liu Qian, and got a bucket of water to prepare for a comfortable bath, for so many years, he has been used to Xiaoxue's guy helping to rub his back every time.

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Almost at the same time. In Dirk City, the capital of the Falaire Empire, in a dark alley at the back of a bustling and lively street, a thin figure wrapped in a shabby cloak was running desperately. Behind him, there were seven or eight young men and women of different sizes, giggling and chasing. The young men were richly dressed, and they were armed with staffs, or they were carrying swords, or they were archers, and they were all in their crossbows. Each of them casually, chased and killed the thin figure with fireballs, or fighting spirit, or arrows.

He also laughed and scolded: "Little trash, the great capital is not a place for low-level pariahs like you. Let's send you back to your hometown. ”

The thin figure was staggering and running, and his heart was already crying. As early as more than half a month ago, I picked myself up from the garbage heap and raised my grandfather. Killed by this group of bastards who claim to be the cleaners of the royal capital. And he couldn't escape his doom at that time. But just as the fireball and the giant axe were about to hit him, the starlight necklace that he had worn around his neck since he was a child suddenly burst out with a soft and powerful light, bounce away all attacks at once.

It was precisely because those noble children were stunned that the thin figure had a chance to escape. After hiding in various corners of the city, when he finally wanted to secretly go back to help his grandfather collect the body, he was discovered by the spies left by the group, so that this scene happened.

With a thud, the emaciated figure tripped and fell to the ground. Looking at the wall in front of the alley, the thin figure did not show a look of despair, but a sense of pleasure that was about to be freed. I whispered to myself in my heart: "Grandpa, I'm going to come down to accompany you." ”

A heel bucket shook off the cloak of the head. Revealing rare silver hair and a dirty little face. But amazingly, he has a pair of large light silver eyes, clear and without a trace of impurities. Under the watery and shining, anyone who sees it will feel pity in their hearts, forget their dirty appearance, and take care of it in their arms.

It was also when one of them was fighting that the group of noble children had already chased after him. Sneering, laughing.

"Little trash, run again. A slender female swordsman at the head looked at the thin figure arrogantly and disdainfully, and said, "You are really good at it, you can trick our royal capital to clean up the guards for so long." Today, I must break all your hands and feet and throw them in your garbage people's quarters, so that they can all see the fate of rebellion against us. ”

The thin figure's small hand gently caressed the starlight necklace on his chest that had saved his life. In his clear eyes, there was a hint of sadness.

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