Mo Yiqian and the drunken madman saw Jun Yi's gaze, and these meaningful words sounded in their ears again, and their eyes suddenly lit up, and their hearts itched.

The two of them are not stupid people, and they have also heard the rumors of the Beicang Continent, especially along the way, they have endured it several times when they want to speak.

It's okay to be drunk and crazy, after all, he already has Yan Li Chengyuan, at most he is greedy.

But Mo Yiqian is different, he is a person with a knife, he has different feelings for the knife, and this is still a royal weapon, you know, even in the heavenly domain, it is not very long-sighted, it is generally in the hands of major forces, except for some powerful loose cultivators and hidden old monsters, who can have this blessing in ordinary people?

Of course, this is only one of them.

The second is that the knife he is using now means a lot to him, it is a gift from his deceased sister, not only the first, but the last, and the only thing he thinks of his sister.

The two of them were once orphans and depended on each other, the grade of this knife was not too high, and there were many losses in this successive battle, which made him very distressed, but Jun Yi's comfort he couldn't ignore it, so he had to reluctantly do it.

It would be nice if he could have this long knife.

It's just that he also knows how precious a royal weapon is, and a glance at it is satisfying.

Jun Yi smiled slightly when he saw the anxious appearance of the two, the expressions of the two of them along the way were in his eyes, and while he knew in his heart, he was also deliberately hanging the appetite of the two.

Now it's not necessary either.

Jun Yi got up slowly, but walked outside, and his voice came softly: "Let's go, find a quiet place." ”

Mo Yiqian and the drunken madman's eyes lit up, and they hurriedly followed, even the heavenly soldier Lei Hu was interested, and followed, if you want to see, you can see it here, when you go out, don't you want to surrender this king knife?

Everyone hid their figures, but after a quarter of an hour's effort, they left Tang Jincheng, entered the deep mountains, found a secluded place, and stopped.

Jun Yi and the others stood opposite each other, seeing Mo Yiqian and the drunken madman's burning eyes, they did not hesitate, raised their hands and moved, and a long red knife appeared in their hands.

Then he threw his hand over, but he heard a "snort", the long knife was sharp, there was no barrier, and it was inserted into the stone, and the stone surface was as smooth as a mirror where the blade passed.

The long knife stood quietly, and the red-gold demon scorpion on the blade of the knife shone brightly, completely without the vicious and ruthless feeling of ordinary scorpions, but there was a domineering and strong aura spreading.

"This..."

Mo Yiqian and the drunken man's eyes were fanatical, staring at the long knife, looking at it carefully, with some envy in his eyes.

Jun Yi was leisurely, and he didn't pay attention to it, found a quiet place, sat casually, and quietly looked at Mo Yiqian and the drunken madman in admiration, and looked carefully.

Heavenly Soldier Thunder Tiger is also average, crawling beside Jun Yi, a little boring, of course, this knife is by his side, I don't know how long it has been, it is naturally boring.

The two looked at each other for a long time, for half an hour, but they just didn't get started, and the eyes, the eyes, did not relax at all.

Jun Yi was really speechless, he couldn't help it, and couldn't help coughing lightly: "Cough, you two, have you seen enough?"

"Ahem, well, hehe, I've seen enough, I've seen enough. ”

The drunken old man blushed, and he also felt that he was a little out of shape, and he opened his mouth hesitantly, but he said so, but his eyes did not move on the blade.

What about Mo Yiqian?

Not to mention, it seems that he didn't hear Jun Yi's words at all, his eyes stared unblinking, and the love in his eyes was indescribable.

"Drunk, try it?"

Jun Yi raised his eyebrows, pointed at the long knife and spoke softly.

"Me?"

The drunken madness was stunned when he heard this, and a touch of joy swelled on his face, but then he was a little entangled, and subconsciously looked at Mo Yiqian on the side, and then

Gritted his teeth, and said with a smile: "Forget about this knife, I use a sword, just have Yanli Chengyuan, people can't be greedy." ”

Mo Yiqian raised his head when he heard this, took a deep breath, he knew that this was a drunken madman who deliberately let himself, so he couldn't help but wave his hand: "Old drunk, don't worry too much, give it a try, the king knife has a spirit, let it be impossible, come!"

The drunken man looked at Mo Yiqian, for a long time, chuckled, walked to the side very freely, and said slightly: "Old Mo, I'm not being polite to you." ”

As he spoke, he took off the gourd on his waist drunk, grabbed it and poured it violently, smacked his lips comfortably, and then signaled: "You love knives, and I love knives, but it's just simple appreciation." ”

"It's enough for me to have this old guy, if I take it, I'm afraid he'll be jealous and angry, huh? hahahahaha!"

The drunken man said and smiled freely, and his white hair flew around, as if he had returned to the old drunkard he used to be.

Jun Yi nodded slightly, the sword has a spirit, refining the drunken madness of the Liuyan Ice Glass Branch, not only himself, but even his wine gourd has changed, although he doesn't know what the changes are, but judging from the power of his long sword, it is not simple.

Drunken maniac's daily drinking seems to be drunk and dreaming of death, which may be a way of communication between the two.

Mo Yiqian nodded slightly when he heard this, he could somewhat understand the meaning of the drunken madness's words, and he didn't insist anymore, looking at the long knife.

"Old Mo. ”

Seeing Mo Yiqian staring, Jun Yi chuckled and spoke slightly.

"Childe!"

Mo Yiqian turned around, the expression on his face returned to normal, and the joy in his eyes was suppressed, although he loved it, he couldn't take it from his son.

"This knife has a spirit, but it is not an ordinary knife. ”

Jun Yi didn't hide it, he said some things in the abyss of the soul, and then happily nodded a little drunk: "Old drunk, if you take this knife, I'm afraid it's useless, presumably the person you use the sword is not so compatible with the knife, fortunately, you are free and easy, and there is no time to rejoice." ”

"Hahahaha. ”

The drunken man laughed, and his voice came cheerfully: "It seems that I am drunk, and I am really blessed, if I really take it, not only will I not get a response, but I will have to contradict my sword, interesting, hahaha, interesting!"

Jun Yi looked at the drunken and crazy appearance, and his heart was also happy, and he looked at Mo Yiqian and said slightly: "Be careful when drawing the knife, if you can control this knife." ”

"I will give it to you. ”

As soon as these words came out, an inexplicable look flashed in the drunken man's eyes, but the smile on his face became even stronger.

It's just that Mo Yiqian was stunned, some didn't expect it, this is a royal weapon, what Jun Yi needs now is strength, and weapons are also part of strength, so Gongzi wants to give it to himself?

"This, Childe..."

Mo Yiqian hurriedly opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jun Yi, and heard him chuckle: "Okay, Old Mo, when will you also be a mother-in-law?"

"The sword is a hero, I'm looking forward to you submitting this long knife, presumably it's the same with being drunk, right?"

Jun Yi said and looked at the drunken man, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Not bad. ”

The drunken man waved his hand, looked at the restrained Mo Yiqian, and said a little teasingly: "It's really twisted, it's not like a man at all, and it's not for you to marry, what are you worried about?"

Mo Yiqian's eyes widened when he heard this, he straightened up, glanced at Jun Yi gratefully, and said loudly: "Okay, let me see how this royal weapon is!"

As soon as he said it, without the slightest hesitation, Mo Yiqian took two steps to the front of this long knife, Jun Yi, drunk and crazy, and even the soldier Lei Hu was wide-eyed, with expectation and some worry in his eyes.

Mo Yiqian took a deep breath and looked at the long knife quietly, not in a hurry to act rashly.

For a while, the mountain was quiet, except for the breeze blowing, there was no other sound, although this long knife king weapon did not

There is something emanating from it, but this faint coercion is not something that any demon beast creature dares to approach.

Suddenly, Mo Yiqian's eyes froze, his right hand stretched out, and he grabbed the handle of the long knife, not daring to be careless, and carefully felt the spirit of the long knife.

Jun Yi, the drunken madman and the heavenly soldier Lei Hu all had solemn eyes when they saw this, staring carefully, and the spiritual power in the drunken man's body gradually rose, in case Mo Yiqian had an accident.

"Huh?"

In the blink of an eye, a light sound suddenly came from Mo Yiqian's mouth, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly surged, and the power of the martial commander vibrated out, and there was almost no trace of hiding.

"Whoa..."

An abrupt low moan, along with Mo Yiqian's movements, also spread in the air.

As this voice came out, there was also a fierce and domineering hot feeling spreading, converging into a wave of qi that vibrated out in all directions.

Jun Yi and the three of them didn't dare to be careless, the spiritual power in the drunken man's body was shocked, and an ice-blue light shield appeared in front of the three of them, isolating this power and looking at the front seriously.

Mo Yiqian's eyes were solemn, a faint red color suddenly appeared on his face, the green tendons on his neck were violent, the black hair on his head was wild, and an awe-inspiring and majestic momentum spread from the long knife in his hand.

"Boom!"

Crimson-gold flames erupted from the long knife, and waves of qi converged, but after a few breaths, a red-gold behemoth appeared in the air, but it was a red-gold demon scorpion, which was the golden scorpion.

The golden scorpion is formed by the convergence of flames, the whole body is golden, the body is burning with flames, the two huge scorpion pincers in front of it are flickering with a chill that makes people's hearts tremble, and behind it is a long scorpion tail, hooked upward, but the tip of the tail is a golden flame, and the temperature is amazing.

A pair of dark eyes looked at Mo Yiqian, staring down, with a faint hint of disdain and arrogance in his eyes.

He is a demon scorpion, but he is not an ordinary demon scorpion, he is a golden scorpion, not the same as the person who plays with poison and yin, and he does not disdain to be commensurate with his kind, this is his arrogance.

"The Golden Scorpion..."

Mo Yiqian stared at the behemoth in front of him, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but he was even more excited, he seemed to feel the same arrogance as himself in this golden scorpion.

"Surrender to me. ”

Mo Yiqian roared, and his spiritual power exploded, blowing up his clothes, and a sense of pride permeated: "Jin Yanqi Scorpion, surrender to me, let me fight with you all the spirits, fight thousands of heroes, and let your name and I resound throughout the world!"

"Boom!"

Jin Yanqi Scorpion seemed to have heard Mo Yiqian's words, and the flames around him surged, but he was a little angry, a mere human being, he dared to speak wildly.

Jin Yan surged, Jin Yan scorpion stepped in, waving a huge scorpion claw to start killing intent, and the chill emanating from it came with the scorching Jin Yan cutting and killing.

"Come!"

Mo Yiqian shouted, and the flames in his body also lingered, and suddenly converged, and a huge flame figure appeared in front of the Jin Yanqi Scorpion, holding a flame long knife, but it was the shape of the Jin Yanqi Scorpion's tail.

"Boom!"

The flames on the body of the Jin Yanqi scorpion roared, the scorpion pincers killed, cut and killed, as long as it was closed, Mo Yiqian would be cut to death by this giant scissor!

"You're underestimating me!"

Mo Yiqian roared, and the flame giant slashed down with his sword, and crossed in front of the scorpion pincers, blocking it out.

But when the two were connected, Mo Yiqian knew that the power of this scorpion claw was not something he could resist at all, seeing that the scorpion claw was gradually closed, and the scorpion tail bombarded forward, Mo Yiqian was unwilling, and there was a touch of madness in his eyes.

"Roar!"

The flame giant roared angrily, spiritual power gushed out, and the long knife shook the scorpion pincers open, and at the same time, his left hand stretched out, grabbed the scorpion tail violently, and pulled it away.

In the astonished gaze of everyone, the flame giant actually opened its mouth to bite the scorpion tail, and then tore it fiercely, and a ball of golden Yan was bitten in its mouth.