"Strange, why is there always a knife in the body of the dog?What is the origin of that knife, and why is it so strange that it can devour other blades?" Chu Yang was suspicious, looking at the big yellow dog lying on the ground sleeping, his eyebrows were full of incomprehensible doubts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When he was surprised, all of a sudden, the dog who was lying on the ground stood up from the ground tremblingly, shaking his huge head, and spit out a cold-colored scimitar with a moving mouth, this scimitar is longer than the previous one of Chu Yang, with a length of about 30 centimeters, the handle is made of horns and black iron, and there are many mysterious patterns on the surface of the knife body, those patterns have a vicissitudes of life and a simple atmosphere.

Barking......

The big yellow dog, looking at the scimitar spit out of its stomach with some excitement, raised its head and barked at Chu Yang's dog for a while, nodded and pointed at the knife.

"You said this knife was for me?"

Chu Yang was stunned, looking at the rare excited appearance of the big yellow dog, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious, pointed to his nose, and asked with some uncertainty.

"Hmm...... Woo ......"

The big yellow dog shook his huge head, as if he was a little afraid of the strange scimitar, glanced at the scimitar on the ground, the pupils contracted rapidly, and the body suddenly stood up, and the same scimitar opened a long distance, he looked at Chu Yang's upturned dog mouth, looking a little anxious, eager to let Chu Yang take the knife away immediately.

Chu Yang's brows moved slightly thoughtfully, looking at the strange appearance of the big yellow dog, he hesitated and took a step forward, lowered his brows and looked at the quaint scimitar on the ground, the knife came to him with a sense of desolation, as if he had experienced endless vicissitudes, and in the precipitation of the years, he had been quietly lonely, looking for its host for a long time.

Chu Yang had a very strange feeling, he felt that when he came to this knife, this bewitching scimitar seemed to be expecting him to pick it up, it was a very strange feeling, indescribable, but very real.

Chu Yang let out a sigh slowly, his dark eyes turned slightly, and he glanced at the strange blade on the ground that had just eaten his broken scimitar that he had seen in the body of the big yellow dog, and finally bent down to hold the lonely scimitar on the ground in his hand.

When his palm was held on the handle of the knife, he clearly felt the scimitar in his hand as if a lost child had found his loved ones, and the "......buzz" blade trembled slightly, as if trying his best to express his pleasure and excitement, and suddenly the pattern on the knife body was like the meridians of the human body and woke up in an instant, and the pattern meridians on the knife body were faintly red blood flowing, very ghostly.

Chu Yang was taken aback by this strange scene, and threw out the weird scimitar in his hand in horror, as soon as the scimitar fell off the ground, it calmed down instantly, and the blood that had just flowed on the knife body disappeared in an instant, leaving only the cold and dense patterns, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"What's going on? How can there be blood flowing on this knife? This is too weird, isn't it?" Chu Yang was a little dumbfounded, slightly sluggish, as if he couldn't understand Fang Cai's scene.

"Huh...... This knife?"

Uncle Wu, who went out for a walk and came back, his cloudy eyes lit up, looking at the strangely shaped scimitar on the ground, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment he only saw his big hand sucking, and suddenly the weird scimitar flew up and fell into his hand accurately.

His slightly cloudy eyes sank slightly, and he looked at it carefully, and the knife that the big yellow dog spit out, suddenly a very strange devouring force appeared on the knife body, and in an instant, the patterns on the knife body that were like human meridians actually swam strangely.

Uncle Wu was shocked, his old face looked a little distorted, and the whole person's body slowly dried up under the devouring of the demon knife, and he was horrified to find that the scimitar in his hand was frantically devouring the essence and blood in his body, and with the continuous flow of essence and blood in his body, Uncle Wu's face became more and more pale, and his vigorous vitality began to fail.

Uncle Wu was born with defective meridians and could not repair weapons, he created 3,789 weapons by the stove, and finally comprehended a set of meteor hammer methods, through the meridians, as a caster, what kind of weapons has he never seen? ! But like this scimitar in front of him, the blade that devours the blood of people, he really saw it for the first time.

And what he couldn't understand the most was that as the branch leader of the Adventurer Guild, his strength was one of the best in this Yan country, right?

The dog glanced at the weird scimitar in Uncle Wu's hand with some fear, his head shook like a rattle to indicate that he was powerless, he pointed at Chu Yang who was stunned on the side, and then shouted at Uncle Wu a few times, Uncle Wu's eyes lit up, as if he understood something, and scolded Chu Yang who was stunned on the side: "Boy, what else are you looking at? Why don't you come and help me and take this knife away." “

"Shall I take it?"

Chu Yang was stunned, his heart instinctively refused a little, after all, the knife in front of him was too weird, but at this time, the big yellow dog didn't give him a chance to refuse, bit Chu Yang's trouser leg, and dragged him to the side of the demonic scimitar, at this time, the scimitar trembled, and the big yellow dog was like a frightened rabbit, and let go of Chu Yang in a panic and fled a long way away.

Taking a deep breath, looking at Uncle Wu's increasingly pale cheeks, Chu Yang swept away all the distractions in his heart, remembering that when he held this scimitar just now, although the blade of the scimitar seemed to have blood flowing, but this knife did not hurt him, which couldn't help but give him a little more confidence in his heart.

Under Uncle Wu's gaze, Chu Yang stretched out his palm and grabbed the weird scimitar, as soon as his hand touched the scimitar, it was strange that he was busy devouring the scimitar, and suddenly quieted down, like a naughty child, who was uneasy when his parents found out that he was doing mischievous things.

"Old man, I am also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, what kind of strange things have I never seen? But the old man is really unheard of with a blade that can devour people's essence and blood. The old man saw that the knife had a strange shape, and he wanted to take a closer look at it out of curiosity, who knew that this curiosity almost put his life on the line. Uncle Wu lit the cigarette pot with some palpitations, took a puff of dry tobacco, and suppressed his frightened mood.

"Uncle Wu, do you know the origin of this knife?"

Chu Yang's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked Uncle Wu who had not yet completely turned his mind in a deep tone, he always felt that Uncle Wu in front of him should have some understanding of this knife, otherwise he would not rashly pick up this knife and be so eager to take a closer look.

"This knife should have been spit out of a dog's egg, right?"

After all, Uncle Wu is a character who has seen strong winds and waves, and he quickly reacted from the shocking scene just now, and said softly with a slight trembling palm.

Chu Yang nodded, his eyes lit up, and sure enough, as he guessed, Uncle Wu knew something about this knife, and remembered that it seemed that Sister Dao had said that this dog had always been the branch president of the Weicheng Branch, that is, the father of Uncle Wu Dao in front of him, he suddenly pursed the corners of his mouth and asked, "Uncle Wu, have you also seen this demonic scimitar?"

Uncle Wu nodded and muttered: "Yes, since more than ten years ago, I traveled abroad, and when I first saw Goudanzi, I knew the existence of this knife, it seems to have been in Goudanzi's body for many years, just because of the existence of this knife, I also used to guess whether Goudanzi is a carrier for storing blades, and later I realized that I was wrong, because Goudanzi is more afraid of this knife, and this knife often tortures it to death, and it has been trying its best to get rid of this knife." ”

"I just came in, and I felt a little familiar when I saw this knife, which is why I was so excited to examine it, after all, for a forger, there is nothing more attractive to him than a unique blade. ”

Uncle Wu's wrinkled cheeks twitched slightly, he took a puff of smoke, looked at the bewitching scimitar in Chu Yang's hand, and said with envy: "You kid really stepped on **** Lucked, the weapon seems to have a spirit, the origin of this knife is definitely not small, not recognized by it, others can not touch it, and this knife in your hands is extraordinarily well-behaved, obviously selected you to be its master, no wonder it is in Xiqi Mountain, the dog will do so hard to help you, it turns out that it wants to use you to get rid of the knife in the body. “

"Have you chosen me? Could it be that there really is some kind of dog luck? Maybe this knife, the reason why it recognizes me, is not necessarily just luck?"

Chu Yang was stunned, thought about it for a while and shook his head, as a rational person, he has never believed in such a mysterious thing as luck, but the things in front of him are too weird, except for luck, it seems that he can't think of any other explanation, so he can only think of this scimitar to recognize him as the master and temporarily attribute it to luck.

Chu Yang smiled, rummaged through the weird scimitar in his hand, and found that on the back of the scimitar, there was a simple word "demon" written on it, Chu Yang's eyebrows raised slightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "I feel the breath of the knife I used to have on your body, since you have become one and do not distinguish each other, then you will follow me from now on!

Hearing this, the demon knife made a crisp sound, and the fine marks on the back of the knife that seemed to be human veins surged again.