Wushuang also knows that this is a treasure, but is this stick a blade or a collector's item? If it is a weapon, the plane is too heavy, right? It is not an exaggeration to say that it must be at least a hundred catties, what kind of physique can use it as a weapon?

There are many legends of the golden silk coiled dragon stick, but in Wushuang's view, this treasure is more like the entire Dinghai Divine Needle, and it is similar to the golden hoop stick. With it poked here, I'm afraid anything dirty will want to get close to here. Don't...... Could it be that under the golden silk coil dragon stick is the phoenix root?

They were in two planes with Na Xiu Bai Su, and Na Xiu also had the same questions as Wushuang, and Na Xiu took Bai Su's hand and stood in front of this stick for a long time.

"Well, what kind of treasure is this?" Bai Su asked.

"This must be the golden silk coiled dragon stick left by the ancestors! only the Lord of Yehe can have it!" he said as he approached the glittering golden stick, for he was now the Lord of Yehe, and of course, this qiē was only based on the premise that he had taken the phoenix root with him.

"What do you want to do?" Bai Su grabbed him.

"He belongs to me!I am the lord of Yehe, and my sister will be my blessing in the future!" he said, his thin hand already clenched the coiling dragon stick.

But as soon as his hand touched the golden silk coiled dragon stick, he suddenly saw the golden wires on the stick swimming, as if they were approaching each other to form a pattern, and made a buzzing dragon moan. The frightened Na Xiao quickly retracted his hand.

After a while, I saw that several gold threads inlaid on the stick body were gathered together and twisted into the pattern of a golden dragon, which was covered in golden scales, with five claws under its abdomen, horns on the top of its head, and a jewel in its mouth, and it was alive and swimming on the stick repeatedly.

"Well, don't worry about this, just treat it as if you don't see anything, quickly pull out this stick! This is also called the Wind Fixing Needle! As long as you pull it out, the phoenix root will definitely be exposed in the soil!" Bai Suwei reminded himself that the man in the future was still young, and he definitely didn't know these weird tricks and secret methods of stealing doors. This proper noun has long been forgotten now, and only the descendants of the thieves can still remember its existence.

Na Xiu looked back at Bai Su, Bai Su nodded firmly to cheer him up, the two half-grown children at a young age now have a feeling of looking forward to their husbands and Jackie Chan.

Kuroko sat on the ground without arrogance or impatience, tilting his head and looking curiously at the strange guy who was just a golden loach in his eyes, and stammered from time to time, but it was a blind cat, and the direction of his eyes was completely transmitted through his sense of smell.

The hand gripped the golden silk dragon stick again, and the golden dragon that had been hovering over the stick froze still, coiling silently on the stick.

He exerted a little force, but the golden silk coiled dragon stick did not move, it was too heavy! It was like a thousand pounds of weight to this thin young man.

"Can't pull it out?" he said to Bai Su behind him, looking innocent.

Bai Su couldn't care about that, and rushed up to help Xiao Qinglang work together, but the two of them together still couldn't pull out this golden silk dragon stick from the ground, it was really like a Dinghai Divine Needle that made these greedy mortals have nothing to do.

"Good guy, how heavy is this?" In another world, Wushuang tapped the golden wire coil dragon stick with his fingers, he was not stupid, seeing that this treasure weighed at least more than a hundred catties, he would definitely not be able to pull it out.

Suddenly, several golden threads converged and transformed into a golden dragon, and the golden dragon hovered over the stick and spat out gold beads in its mouth, making a dragon groan.

"This Golden Silk Coiled Dragon Stick can only be possessed by the true Lord of Yehe! mortals can't control it at all!" Nalan Hong confidently walked in front of the Golden Silk Coiled Dragon Stick.

Wushuang shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Come on, Lord Nalan is the lord of Yehe, then come on, you are taller than me, but I don't believe it, can you really pull out this hundred-pound big stick?

"Huh...... Brother Wushuang laughed, Nalan naturally didn't dare to compare it with the Fighting Buddha, but let you really say it, the golden silk coiled dragon stick is really like a wishful golden hoop stick in my Nalan Hong's hands! Because only Ye Heyan's blood relatives will practice this unique stick method since childhood, and only this kind of strength can pull out the golden silk coiled dragon stick!"

After saying that, Nalan Hong took a steady step on his horse, mobilized a breath of true qi from the dantian and placed it on the palm of his hand, and then tightly held the middle of the golden silk coil dragon stick with one hand.

"Get up!" he shouted, bursting out with an infinite brute force.

The rumbling sound of the entire Phoenix Tomb shook, and the golden silk coiled dragon stick that was used as the wind fixing needle under the Phoenix Tomb was actually pulled up from the ground by him little by little.

Under the mound, a strong wind kept spinning, and in an instant, there was flying sand, rocks, lightning and thunder, like the end of the world coming.

The golden silk coil dragon stick has been lifted up by Nalan Hong, and the dark environment under the phoenix mound has begun to change, and light has faintly appeared around, and the wolf is crying and howling in this deep underground space, and the phantoms are heavy, and even the bodies of the Qing Dynasty maids who were still just now and did not show their faces are also rotting a little bit.

The light in the underground space finally softened, and two blurred figures gradually appeared in front of them, the outlines of the figures became clearer and clearer, and the two young couples looked left and right in a panic, as if they also realized that they had been brought back to the real world.

"Slut, come here!" Lan Caidie raised her leg without saying a word, and kicked at Bai Su's white and tender face.

"Hmph! meet on a narrow road?Lan Caidie, if you have the ability, don't let outsiders help you, we'll be one-on-one?" Bai Su was also unambiguous, dodging Caidie's attack, and with a flick of his wrist, he put on a silver wire chainman.

Nalan Hong is now like a victorious general, holding the heavy golden silk coiled dragon stick high above his head, he wants to prove to the world that he himself is the unyielding master of Yehenara, and he wants Na Xuan to know that no one can challenge his authority.

"Lord Belle......" Na Xuan didn't dare to look directly, and knelt down on one knee in front of Nalan Hong.

"Hu'er, do you know that you have committed a heinous crime this time?" Nalan Hong rebuked him sharply.

"Xiu'er knows that it's up to Lord Belle to fight or kill, but I also ask Lord Belle to let Sister Bai go for the sake of you and me in the same clan! It's none of his business! It's all Xiu'er's own opinion, she doesn't know anything! Master Shuang, I beg you too! Sister Bai doesn't want to be your enemy, don't let Sister Lan bully her anymore!"