Listening to these people under He Ran, the knife on his chest couldn't be touched, because it wasn't time yet, so he couldn't pull it out, but I didn't understand what they meant by the phrase "no time".

Seeing that He Ran suddenly grabbed the hilt of the knife, my heart sank, wasn't he afraid of the chills coming from this knife as cold as an iceberg?

He Ran grabbed the hilt of the knife and never let go, he raised his head high and looked at us, "Many of you don't know that this knife is called the Blood Blue Knife. ”

Blood Blue Knife? I really haven't heard of that name.

Then He Ran let go of the handle of the knife, dipped his index finger on the blue liquid flowing from the knife edge, and then raised his hand to signal to us, "You can look at the color of my blood, this knife is so domineering, it can turn people's blood blue." ”

Only then did I understand it, and I thought that He Ran used some evil method to make his blood turn blue, but I didn't think it was because of this blood blue knife.

Someone listened curiously and took the initiative to ask: "What is the origin of this knife, and in addition to being able to turn people's blood blue, what is so special about it?" ”

I heard the man's voice somewhat familiar, and immediately looked back, but did not realize who was speaking.

He Ran heard the question, and immediately explained: "This knife is as sharp as clay, produced in the Warring States Period, owned by the Zhao royal family, as for who made this knife, and who got it from the Zhao royal family, then it is unknown, I only know that later this knife fell to my He family and became a family heirloom, at that time, the ghost treasure lock had not yet been rewarded to our family." ”

As He Ran spoke, he gripped the hilt of the knife again, and my fingers were still stiff because I had held the Blood Blue Knife just now.

Although he came back from the dead, he was a living man now, and it was hard to understand why his hand held the knife without hindrance, could it be because the knife had been inserted in his body for too long, turning his blood blue.

Among the people present, except for a few who were slaves of the He family, the rest were the descendants of the He family, and when they heard He Ran talk about the treasures of the He family, they all listened carefully.

Especially when they heard that this treasure sword originated from the Zhao royal family, everyone's faces showed a look of excitement.

Because there was a family secret or a matter of family glory, there was no one who was not excited about it.

"It's so evil, do you dare to pull it out and show your hand to open our eyes?"

The man who asked just now asked the question again, and I understood this time, the person who asked the question was not anyone present, but Zhang Zihao, who came with Zhao Siqi but couldn't come in because of the restrictions of the tomb gate.

I know that Brother Zihao deliberately said this outside, in order to induce He Ran to pull out the knife, but his agitation method was too simple, and He Ran easily saw through it.

"Fanatics outside the door, get out of here!"

He Ran raised his hand, and the black iron tomb door was suddenly opened, and Brother Zihao was about to say something, when his body was instantly sucked by He Ran, and he flew into the tomb, flying straight towards the platform in the middle.

"Let him go!"

Seeing that her lover was under control, Zhao Siqi also flew up, she grabbed Zhang Zihao's waist with one hand, and waved the sleeve of her other hand lightly, trying to open the yin qi controlled by He Ran.

He Ran saw Zhao Siqi's details at a glance, and sneered: "As a thousand-year-old female ghost, her skills are so ordinary, she must be deeply in love and can't extricate herself, and she forgot to cultivate her strength."

As he spoke, he used the strength in his hand to roll Zhao Siqi and Zhang Zihao into the air with yin qi.

I was about to come to the rescue, but I saw that He Ran didn't continue to cause any harm to the two of them for a while, and listened to him continue.

"Since this knife was passed into my hands, I couldn't put it down, studying it day by day, until one day I learned an important secret from this knife, combined with our He family's ghost suppression treasure lock, I can come up with a way to seek immortality with you."

He Ran's hand kept holding the sword, but he never saw him pull out the knife, I guess, maybe it was because the time to draw the knife had not yet arrived.

When He Ran said this, he suddenly looked at me, and the ancestors of the He family who had been reabsorbed by him heard this, and their eyes immediately looked at me.

"If we want to live smoothly in the future, we will inevitably need the help of the ghost treasure lock, family, go and kill him for me, take the treasure lock, and we will leave the ancient tomb and kill the world!"

He Ran smiled, and again, as before, with his order, my ancestors who fell like grass on the wall controlled their respective yin qi and killed me.

At the forefront were the two ancestors who had just covered my attack on He Ran, and they bared their teeth and pounced on me, as if I had some deep hatred with them.

My right hand was temporarily unusable, and I could only barely use my right arm and left hand to defend against these people, and I gradually felt powerless.

He Lichuan and the He family looked at me anxiously, and tried to save me several times, but I stopped them one by one, I didn't want them to die for me when I saved them.

The little murderer was also caught by He Ran with black gas just now, I don't know where he was thrown, and I don't know if he was injured, so I haven't seen it to help me for a long time.

He Ran controlled Zhao Siqi and Zhang Zihao with one hand, and triggered a yin qi to sweep towards me with the other.

In the face of his strong strength, I can't exert my true ability, I can only rely on the pitiful true qi in my body to protect my body, but even so, I am still swept up in my body by the yin qi, and my feet begin to flutter lightly, and if I continue like this, I will float into the air little by little.

I looked at the black sarcophagus on the side, and with a little strength, I grabbed the edge of the sarcophagus with my left hand and got into it at once.

Immediately afterward, the top of my head sank, and a coffin lid that came out of nowhere fell and covered the top of my head.

"Quick, get him out for me!"

I heard He Ran's voice a little irritable and anxious, and then I heard the sound of banging, pushing, pulling, and lifting from above the lid of the coffin.

But after a long time, the lid of the coffin was not opened by them.

I couldn't help but wonder, I didn't have Yin Qi to manipulate it, why did this coffin lid become so tight? According to He Ran's powerful power, it is impossible not to open the lid of the coffin.

Now I was even more convinced that there must be something strange about this black sarcophagus.

Every time He Ran suffers from the pain of a knife wound, he will come out again after jumping into the coffin soon after he jumps into it, and this coffin lid will always grow out of thin air as if he doesn't need money, but I don't know, can it heal my hand?