After trying several times in a row, the nine-section calamus leaves in his hand were still extremely clean, and there was not a trace of corpse poison removed from his body.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Xiaoya was dumbfounded.

Previously, he was almost eighty percent sure that the English girl Mary must be a vampire, and the last time he seduced himself, he actually wanted to plant his first hug.

If it weren't for that, how could he have grown two pairs of fangs that look exactly like vampires or zombies?

But when he tried it now, his heart immediately shook again.

He had tried the effect of removing corpse poison from the nine-section calamus leaves several times, but there was no reason why it would fail as soon as it reached his body.

Don't...... Thinking wrong?

Misunderstood Mary, that Englishwoman?

Or are the two pairs of sharp fangs that suddenly grew out of his mouth right now have nothing to do with zombies at all?

Hey, I blame myself for listening to Zhao Ling'er's words, there are too many weird little insects I ate before, and I can't find out which one is wrong right now.

His mind was suddenly in a mess, and Zhou Xiaoya only felt that his forehead was densely covered with black lines, and even the gaze that looked at Zhao Ling'er became resentful.

What is gratifying is that after calming down at this moment, the four fangs sticking out of the corners of the lips in the mouth actually slowly retracted, Zhou Xiaoya stretched out his hand to his mouth and touched it a few times, and found that these four teeth were not abnormal except for a slight itch and a little longer than the rest of the teeth.

"It's over, it's over, and although it doesn't look scary now, it's not a way to itch all the time...... I want to bite when I see something, and if I continue like this, I'm about to become a dog!"

Touching the four itchy teeth at the root of the teeth, Zhou Xiaoya almost wanted to cry as he spoke.

I didn't do anything bad in my previous life, and this god is too good at joking!

"That's right, last time I was refining the Qiankun bag, I found a flying sword from the heel and foot, it is estimated that it is a treasure left by the ancient monk who left the Qiankun bag at the beginning, maybe it imprinted the other party's spiritual power imprint...... However, with your current level of Dao skills, it is not enough to erase the imprint of other people's spiritual power, otherwise, you can get the inheritance of the sword art inside. ”

Hearing Zhou Xiaoya say that his teeth were itchy, Zhao Ling'er thought for a while with his good-looking head, and suddenly slapped his forehead and said: "But now it comes in handy, I can usually grind your teeth for you, just take it with you, and you can slowly establish a relationship with this flying sword...... Hehe, flying swords are spiritual, even if it is in a deep sleep now, but after a long time, maybe one day it will wake up and recognize you. ”

"What!?Flying Sword?"

As soon as he heard this, Zhou Xiaoya immediately forgot the depression in his heart, and his eyes instantly widened: "Why didn't you say that there was such a good thing before? This is a flying sword? Modern youth, who doesn't have a dream of a swordsman in their hearts...... At the top of the world, the flying sword kills the enemy...... This is my dream since I was a child, you ......."

"Oops...... No, you say I'm going to use it to grind my teeth?"

"Damn! How can I grind my teeth with such a big sword? I accidentally cut off my head! You...... You want to murder your husband again?"

After being excited for a while, Zhou Xiaoya immediately discovered the problem, asked angrily, stared at Zhao Ling'er with his eyes, and the resentment in his eyes surfaced again.

"Who is going to murder a pro...... Phew...... ...... not ashamed."

As soon as she heard Zhou Xiaoya mention the murder of her husband, Zhao Ling'er's mind was cold and remembered the scene that happened between the two of them last time she entered the fairy sword world.

glared at Zhou Xiaoya fiercely as she spoke, and Zhao Ling'er said angrily:

"The flying sword is a spiritual thing, after recognizing the master, it is injected with spiritual power, it can naturally become bigger and smaller, and when it is usually sleeping, it can even shrink to the size of an embroidery needle, and it can be stored in the dantian qi sea to nourish with spiritual power...... The fairy sword I found in the Qiankun bag last time happened to be in a deep sleep, and its size was only the thickness of chopsticks and the length of its middle finger, so it just gave you the right time to grind your teeth?"

"Huh, that's a good idea!"

As soon as he heard this, Zhou Xiaoya's eyes lit up, and he instantly became excited again.

Such a small flying sword, it looks like a baby toy, and if you have nothing to do in the future, you will hold it in your hand, and you will grind your teeth in your mouth when you have to be empty, hehe, this will be our standard shape in the future.

Come to think of it, a sword in your mouth is much more stylish than those pretending to have nothing to do with a cigarette on your lips!

Thinking like this, Zhou Xiaoya's heart moved, and as a wisp of spiritual power in the lower abdominal dantian in his body poured into the Qiankun bag, a small and exquisite, extremely good-looking little sword appeared in his palm.

This small sword was extremely ancient, and it looked like it should be made of a purple metal, but in Zhou Xiaoya's memory, he couldn't think of any kind of metal that was purple.

This small sword doesn't feel too heavy, but judging from its small size, the specific gravity should be very high, and this purple metal should be at least heavier than gold. But even so, the weight it embodies at this moment should not be the original weight of this sword, otherwise, once it becomes larger, after the specific gravity is brushed off, won't it be as light as paper paste?

If nothing else, when it wakes up from its slumber and is infused with spiritual power to restore the shape and size it should have, its weight will definitely increase.

But at the moment, this weight is extremely suitable, Zhou Xiaoya took it in his hand and turned it over and over twice, and scratched and rubbed it on his teeth a few times, which was very good.

Coldly, two quaint small characters on the hilt of the sword came into Zhou Xiaoya's sight.

With a sigh, he took the little sword in front of his eyes, and after taking a closer look, with his ancient literary attainments, he could vaguely see what these two words meant.

Ziying!

After reciting it silently twice, Zhou Xiaoya's mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and at the same time as the explosion in his head, he immediately opened his mouth wide in shock.

If I remember correctly, Li Yingqiong, the three-hero star in "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman", seems to use a sword called "Ziying", and the "Qingsuo Sword" of Zhou Qingyun, one of the two clouds, is collectively known as the "Ziqing Double Sword", which is the treasure of Emei!

The Ziying Sword in our hands can't be Li Yingqiong's, right?

If that's the case, it's just a big deal this time?

pondering this question in his mind, a touch of ecstasy instantly jumped from Zhou Xiaoya's heart.

In surprise, Zhou Xiaoya waved this Ziying sword back and forth, although he could only pinch it with two fingers for the time being, it looked a little nondescript, but the more he played, the more he liked it.

"Haha, Lao Tzu has decided, in the future, this Ziying Sword will be Lao Tzu's exclusive teething weapon!"

Smiling happily, Zhou Xiaoya couldn't put it down and looked at the sword in his hand, even Zhao Ling'er couldn't take care of it, and while grinning, he walked out of the dispensing room and towards his office.

When I returned to the office, I found that the two werewolf puppets were already waiting there.

The puppets You Feng, Yamanla, Han Yiyi, and Demon Moon Sakura are all there.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, there are two small leather cases that are more than two feet long, like a violin-like style, long and small, most of which are used for sniper rifles.

I didn't expect these two guys to really bring back the weapons used for assassination, and there were two of them.

Thinking that when they were in Moon Lake Park before, only one of them shot at them, Zhou Xiaoya suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

If both of them shoot, with the situation at the time, it is not Xiao Qianqian who is afraid of being injured, in case Ye Zisu is also shot and injured to the vital part, this matter will be a big deal.

Secretly afraid, Zhou Xiaoya turned his head and glared at the two werewolf killers standing beside him, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the urge to beat them into pigs' heads.

Raising his hand to open one of the boxes, some of the parts of the firearm in it came into Zhou Xiaoya's sight.

Sure enough, it was a sniper rifle.

Zhou Xiaoya is not familiar with firearms, so he can't tell what model it is, but it looks quite good, and it is estimated that it is a high-end product.

The whole gun has already been disassembled into parts, if it weren't for the more characteristic parts such as the barrel and the trigger, Zhou Xiaoya could see that these things could form a sharp weapon for killing.

After closing the lid of the box, Zhou Xiaoya directly received the two small boxes into the Qiankun bag.

Among the last batch of guns obtained from the mysterious organization, there were only two sniper rifles, and now they are being used by two spirit ape commanders, and now there are four of them, which is just enough to train four accurate snipers in the spirit monkeys of Demon Ape Island.

With the talent of those apes who are born sharpshooters, I believe that this kind of thing will be the most effective in their hands.

After putting away the two sniper rifles, Zhou Xiaoya remembered the motives of the two werewolf puppets to assassinate Ye Zisu, and asked in his heart, the two understood, but opened their mouths, and they didn't know if the matter was too complicated or for some other reason, so they hesitated and were silent.

Zhou Xiaoya frowned, and just wanted to scold, but the phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

When I took it out, I saw that it was Dean Cao who called.

Didn't you just leave the infectious disease ward? It was only less than half an hour, and the call came? Isn't there some accident?

With a heartbeat, Zhou Xiaoya hurriedly pressed the answer button.

In the next moment, Old Man Cao's voice was obviously impatient and nervous, almost roaring, and came out of the microphone of the mobile phone:

"Zhou Xiaoya, come back, come back, hurry back...... Something is wrong, the Ebola virus in the patient's body, it ...... Mutated ......"

Virus mutations?

What does it mean?

Holding the mobile phone in surprise, Zhou Xiaoya was stunned for a while......