Chapter 137: The Blood-Drinking Knife
"What's weird?" Dowling asked, taking back the dagger.
Hollow looked around, shook his head lightly and said, "It's inconvenient to say here, do you still have anything to buy?" No, let's get out of here first. ”
Dowling glanced at the auction list in his hand and nodded after making sure there was nothing he needed anymore.
"Then let's go." Dowling stood up, waved his hand to Concubine Li on the stage, turned around and left with abstinence from alcohol and hollowness.
Walking out of the first auction hall, there were still a lot of people outside, and the three of them disappeared into the crowd.
At this time, Wang Ziyun happened to come with his subordinates and passed by Daolin, who had already left.
"Are you two sure he's in the first auction house?" Wang Ziyun was followed by more than twenty martial artists, all of whom were in the same pneumatic realm, and these people were martial artists raised by the Wang family.
"Young master, don't worry, our brothers watched that kid walk in." The servant nodded in compliment.
"That's good, everyone listen, let me into the first auction room, and get that kid out for me." Wang Ziyun waved his hand and commanded.
More than twenty warriors behind him rushed into the first auction hall in unison, while he waited with his chest hugged and a comfortable face.
After about ten minutes, more than twenty warriors came out of it, and they walked to Wang Ziyun with a blank face.
"What about people?" Wang Ziyun lowered his arm and asked.
"Young master, we have checked all the people inside, there is no person you said, and there is no monk inside." The warriors all said so.
Wang Ziyun turned to look at the two servants with a cold face, and the two servants shivered.
"Impossible, young master, we saw him walk in with two monks, you wait, let's go in and find him." The two servants hurriedly explained.
"Okay, you two go in and get them out for me, if you can't find them, you know the consequences." Wang Ziyun said coldly.
Such a ruthless tone made the two servants break out in a cold sweat in fright, and they didn't dare to delay, and the two went directly into the first auction room.
After a while, two servants walked out of the auction hall tremblingly.
"Let's talk about it." Wang Ziyun said with a cold gaze.
"Young master, we did see them go in before, and we really saw it, but now there is indeed no one inside, I guess they went to other auction houses?" The two servants knelt down in front of Wang Ziyun with a puff and said.
"Young Master Ben will believe you again, come on, let me go to other auction houses to find it." Wang Ziyun waved his hand, and more than twenty martial artists hurriedly rushed towards the other nine auction halls.
"You two will also go out of my way to find it, and if you can't find it today, I'll break your legs." Wang Ziyun raised his foot and kicked the two servants kneeling in front of him to the ground and shouted.
The two servants ran away.
On the other side, Dowling, who had already left the auction hall, quit drinking, and hollow found a slightly hidden alley.
Dowling held a short knife in his hand and asked, "Hollow, you just said that this knife is weird, can you tell me what kind of weird method it is?" ”
Hollow nodded, took the short knife from Dowling's hand and began to speak.
"Look at this knife, the blade of the knife is dark purple, and the lines on the body of this dark purple knife are dark red, which shows that this knife has seen blood for many years, and the blood has been integrated into the blade, so that the original dark purple lines have been transformed into dark red, this knife is not a good knife."
Hearing this, Dao Lin carefully looked at the short knife, and it was indeed as Hollow said, the middle of the dark purple blade, and there was indeed a dark red on the blade.
"Then will this knife devour the Lord?" Dowling asked in a deep voice.
"I'm not sure about this, what I can be sure of is that this knife must be extremely famous outside the mainland, and the murderous name is by no means under my poverty and hatred." Hollow said in a deep voice after returning the short knife to Dowling.
"Then I can't keep him." Dowling shook the blade hard and said.
"It's not in the way, how the knife is depends on the person who uses the knife, and it has little to do with the knife itself." Hollow smiled and shook his head.
Dowling sighed, to be honest, this knife was very much liked by him in terms of shape, weight, feel and sharpness, as if it was specially tailored for him.
"You try it with your internal force." Hollow said suddenly.
Hearing this, Dao Lin nodded, and mobilized the internal force in the dantian to inject into the short knife, and an amazing scene appeared, with the injection of internal force, the dark purple blade suddenly brightened, and the dark red part turned blood red, and a rich black and red gas emitted out, making this knife look extraordinarily demonic.
"Sure enough, it's a good knife, and it's a blood-drinking knife." Hollow nodded appreciatively.
Dao Lin waved his short knife, and the black and red qi left afterimages in the air, and a stream of blood qi diffused.
"This knife is too evil, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop him." Dowling said in a deep voice.
"Don't rush to conclusions yet, you can try the fit with this knife." Hollow smiled and waved his hand.
Dowling took a deep breath, shook his left hand violently, and the short knife spun quickly in his hand, and even how Dowling waved his arm, the short knife spun in the palm of his hand, and as he clenched his fist, it was accurately held on the hilt.
"Well, not bad." Hollow smiled and nodded.
Dowling was satisfied from the bottom of his heart, and with a wave of his right hand, the Imperial Golden Knife appeared in his right hand, and with the injection of internal force, the Imperial Golden Knife exuded a brilliant golden sword.
The short knife in his left hand emitted black and red qi, and the black and red qi continued to twist and rise like flames.
The kitchen knife that released the golden knife in his right hand was as solid as the substance.
"I didn't expect that one day I would be able to have a second knife." Dowling's eyes kept scanning the short knife in his left hand and the kitchen knife in his right hand, and the affection in his eyes was overflowing.
"It can be seen that this short knife seems to listen to you very much, and he has not become agitated because of the appearance of this golden kitchen knife, which shows that he trusts you very much." Hollow nodded and said.
Listening to the hollow words, Dowling nodded, he could feel that this short knife was spiritual, whether it was a knife of sin or not, whether it was a knife of blood or not, in short, he had a high degree of compatibility with himself, and it was a knife that could be used by himself.
"Okay, you can be regarded as having picked up a treasure this time, this short knife is really worth more than nine thousand five hundred taels, even if it is ten times higher than a hundred times, it is not an exaggeration." Hollow eyes said enviously.
When Dowling heard this, he liked the short knife even more.
"I almost forgot, all you have to do now is make this knife completely recognized." Hollow suddenly patted his head and said.
"Confess the Lord? How do you confess the Lord? Dowling looked at the hollow in confusion.
"Just feed it a mouthful of your essence and give it a name."
Dowling nodded, flipped the knife over with his left hand, and quickly slashed his right index finger over the blade, a bright blood covered the entire blade, and in the blink of an eye, the blood qi was absorbed by the blade.