Wang Xiyu, who fled the way, naturally didn't hear Xia Yanzhen's words.

If she hears it, she will only answer "no", how to choose between guns and life, Wang Xiyu is still very clear.

This gun is called Weeping Blood.

There is a blood groove on the head of the gun, and even in the front of the barrel of the gun, with Wang Xiyu's martial arts, the blood often does not stop bleeding when he is injured by crying blood, and the luck cannot be stopped.

Coupled with those special blood grooves, the spear will make a crying sound between swings and stabs.

Hence the name weeping blood.

Crying blood day by day, it is said that this trick has the power of "day by day", and its lethality is self-evident.

Looking at the rivers and lakes, there are no more than ten people who can take this shot head-on.

And out of ten, only five of them took this trick without injury or basically no injury.

Of the five, two are the protectors and Dharma kings of the Demon Sect.

Because they just had an advantage in martial arts, they could basically take a shot every day without injury.

There are also three people, who are pure martial arts and strong in martial arts, and they are hard to connect head-on.

These three people are the dead Fang Duzun, the head of the Lingxiao faction, and the master of the Shanhai Gate.

Now, there is one more person who can take over the day by day head-on.

It doesn't matter who the person is or where they come from.

The important thing is that he has what it takes to kill them all!

Therefore, Wang Xiyu ran away without saying a word, she was naturally not really crazy, and she had to go up to die in the face of an enemy that could not be matched at all.

It's not crazy, it's stupid.

Fool, it is impossible to sit in the position of the master of the Demon Sect War Hall.

"It's really fast." Xia Yanzhen raised his blood and cried, as if he wanted to follow Wang Xiyu's example and have a javelin.

However, the people in the battle hall ran really fast, and only a small shadow was left in a short period of time.

Xia Yan really thought about it, but didn't do that in the end.

He doesn't know how to throw a javelin, and there are passers-by in the distance, so it's not good to miss.

"These two horses haven't gotten up yet." Back to the carriage, Xia Yanzhen said.

Tao E and the others got out of the car, with expressions on their faces that would last for the rest of their lives.

Not to mention these two horses, even they, when the spear was out of their hands, they also felt a terrifying life-and-death crisis, and now their legs are a little fluttering.

"Take a break." Tao E said.

It is to give the two horses a relief, they are also people who have experienced many lives and deaths, and the fluttering of their legs is an uncontrollable factor in the body.

It's not that I'm really scared.

Fang Tianxing was left lying in the carriage silently, not knowing whether to be happy or desperate.

A few people were outside the carriage, and Xia Yanzhen handed over the spear in his hand: "This gun is very interesting." ”

Tao E was mentally prepared, and took it with both hands, but it still sank, and he almost couldn't catch it, so he simply put it on the ground.

The weight of this gun is heavier than burning blood, I'm afraid it is seventy or eighty pounds, and it can catch up with Guan Erye's Qinglong Yanyue.

However, compared with the weapons weighing hundreds of catties in "Speaking of Tang", it is still far behind.

After Tao E held the spear, the apostle's seal was revealed with words and instructions—

Weeping Blood (Locked)

Formerly known as the tiger head gun, the proud work of the casting master Mo Wuxie, the unique blood groove on the gun head and gun barrel will make the wound bleed and difficult to stop bleeding. It makes a sound like a whimper and crying between the waves, hence the name.

Straight lady thief, who allowed you birdmen to change the name of the old man's tiger head gun?

Locked state, unlocked before it can be brought out, unlock method (complete one of them):

1. It is necessary for the owner of the thing to die or voluntarily give up.

2. Hold this item for 20 calendar days (the time spent in the sigil space is not counted).

There is no doubt that this gun is equipment, props.

But because the owner Wang Xiyu is not dead, he is in a locked state, and if he does not meet the conditions before leaving, he will be successfully unlocked.

Even if you put it in the imprint space and return to the real world, you won't bring out this gun.

That's why Xia Yanzhen asked if he wanted this gun, but unfortunately Wang Xiyu was bent on running for his life and didn't have time to answer his question.

The Weeping Gun is still locked.

When the conditions are met, you can really own the gun.

"It turns out that there are still such restrictions." Tao E whispered.

In this way, to a large extent, their Dream Apostles are restricted from using various tricks to obtain some powerful equipment and props in the mission world.

Why doesn't what I stole and cheated by virtue of my ability not belong to me?

I'm sorry, but there are certain conditions that need to be met before it belongs to you.

Naturally, there is nothing to say about the belonging of this weeping blood, and only Xia Yan really has the ability to wield a spear of this weight.

After waiting for a while, the horse pulling the cart recovered, sniffed a few times, and then stood up.

Several people got back into the carriage and continued on their way.

The weeping blood was placed horizontally behind Xia Yanzhen and Wang Bing, and it was not held in his hand, but it was also considered a "holding" state.

Xia Yan really didn't care much about this time, if it weren't for the fact that the imprint space was full of steaming buns, the space capacity would not be enough.

He had already thrown the weeping blood into it.

The blood was very heavy, and the horses were tired of pulling.

Put it in the imprint space, no matter how heavy it is, it will not have any effect.

"I feel a little bit like blood."

Xia Yanzhen muttered a few sentences.

The two weapons he got, one burning blood and the other crying blood, both have their own special effects, and they are all related to blood.

"Next, you need to be on guard against the people of the Blood Hall, but don't worry too much." Continuing on the road, after being quiet for a while, Fang Tianxing spoke.

"Hall of Blood?" Tao E asked.

"The Demon Sect has five ......," Fang Tianxing said.

The five halls of the Demon Sect, the War Hall, are mainly responsible for fighting; Dark Hall, Intelligence Tracking, etc.; Blood Hall, responsible for assassination and assassination; Caitang, who is responsible for the property of the Demon Sect, is the God of Wealth of the Demon Sect, and like the War Hall, Fang Duzun is die-hard, and others can't interfere at all.

The last Xing Tang with the smallest number of people, this is internal, according to Fang Tianxing's guess, the Demon Sect is in turmoil, and Xing Tang is estimated to be gone.

"Why don't you care too much?" Tao E asked.

The biggest threat to them from the Jianghu people may not be martial arts masters. It is all kinds of colorless, tasteless, silent, and unreasonable poisons.

Everyone here, except for Xia Yanzhen, everyone else couldn't bear the poison.

It is precisely because of this that Tao E bought a lot of steamed buns - if someone had already poisoned them there in advance, it would be really incomprehensible.

In the next journey, we should pay attention to food and drinking water, and try to avoid "poison from the mouth".

"Because the Blood Hall was originally controlled by me, and the elite were all in my hands." Fang Tianxing smiled.

He was the strongest and most powerful of the four Sons.

It can be said that before he killed his father, the probability of successfully becoming the next leader of the Demon Sect was eighty percent.

Regardless of martial arts, only from the perspective of real power, Fang Tianxing is the second person in the Demon Sect.

The first person is, of course, Fang Duzun, the strongest battle hall and the most important wealth hall are pinched in his hands, and no one dares to touch them.

The second person killed the first person, which was the main reason for the internal strife in the Demon Sect.

The mere killing of the Sect Master by the Holy Son was not enough to make the Demon Sect a mess.

"I see." After listening to Fang Tianxing's words, Tao E suddenly asked, "I'm a little curious, why did you kill Fang Duzun?" Isn't he your father? ”

"Hah...... Ahem, ahem! ”

Fang Tianxing originally wanted to laugh out loud, but it turned into a cough - his body didn't allow it.

"Fang Duzun, there are a total of fifty-three children." Fang Tianxing said, "And I, the only one who has survived so far, said that the weak are not worthy of being his son." ”

Everyone in the world knows that Fang Tianxing is Fang Duzun's second son, but they don't know that Fang Tianxing is actually the second son who survived and became a famous son.

Those who died or did not die but were useless were not worthy of being Fang Duzun's sons.

"Where's my daughter?" Wang Bing turned his head and asked.

Fang Tianxing said: "Fang Duzun doesn't need to marry his relatives, and his daughter has no value to him. ”

"Got it." Tao E didn't continue to ask.

Fang Tianxing and Fang Duzun just happen to be related by blood, their real relationship is not father and son.

Fang Duzun used Gu cultivation methods to cultivate heirs and heirs.

Naturally, he is a ruthless person who has no feelings at all.

Fang Duzun didn't care about this.

In his plan, he will definitely die in the end, but definitely not at this time, he will be killed when he is almost old and his strength is greatly reduced.

Night.

A post station on the side of the road, not abandoned and dilapidated.

As a post station next to the official road, no one lives permanently, and travelers will take care of it every time they pass by here to rest overnight.

In the case of frequent people living and being cared for, the post station will not be abandoned.

If no one lives there for a long time, rats, insects and ants are rampant, and such a wooden and stone house will not last many years before it collapses.

There are also tables, beds, and chairs in the rooms of the inn, which are quite clean.

A few people put together tables and chairs, and they dealt with it all night.

The night vigil was Fang Tianxing and Tao E.

Tao E didn't sleep all night is just a trivial matter, Fang Tianxing has rested during the day, as a real old Jianghu, he is experienced and needs to keep vigil.

As for the recovery of the injury, there is no need to recuperate for a year and a half, or to find a famous doctor.

Sleeping more and less every day doesn't matter.

On the contrary, he was awake, and his occasional exercise to heal his wounds was beneficial.

"Wake up, someone."

In the quiet night, Fang Tianxing's voice suddenly broke the silence.

Xia Yanzhen and Wang Bing woke up almost instantly, and Gao Qiang and Bai Huang were still sleeping.

"Front door, there's smoke, don't chase it." Fang Tianxing's words were concise and to the point.

Xia Yanzhen opened the door, but there was no one in the dark.

The thieves have left.

Two very thin sticks of incense were lit at the door, and the red dots flickered and dimmed.

Xia Yanzhen picked up two sticks of incense and pressed them on the ground to extinguish them, and returned to the room.

Fang Tianxing picked up the fine incense, put it under his nose and sniffed it and said, "Sure enough, it is a person from the Blood Hall, this is a commonly used smoke in the Blood Hall, it is colorless and odorless after it is lit, and it is difficult to detect during the day." ”

“…… You don't faint all of a sudden, do you? Xia Yanzhen asked.

This knife of mine is coated with poison!

"It has to be ignited to be effective." Fang Tianxing glanced at Xia Yanzhen speechlessly, "And it's not like you'll get dizzy when you smell it." ”

He's not stupid.