With a "poof" sound, the seemingly ordinary black dagger was like a stab on the tofu, and it easily pierced into his body, his seventh-order defense, the physical strength comparable to the nine-sided flame shield, in front of the black handleless dagger, it was almost like papier-mâché.

Xiao Yao didn't dare to hold it up any longer, and threw two fireballs casually, directly turning the two killers into burning people.

Xiao Yao pulled out the black dagger that was still under his ribs, gasped heavily, and used the vitality in his body to repair the injured body to the limit.

When the bleeding had stopped, he carefully took the dagger, saying that it was a bit inaccurate, because it was only a half-finished product, or rather just a bladed piece of metal.

Xiao Yao tried to use the flame in his body to forge the black metal, and after a while, he was surprised, the metal didn't have any reaction, on the contrary, it continued to emit a faint cold air, and he didn't even heat the metal.

"Ink steel?" Xiao Yao remembered the dungeon of Sanshui Company when he was in the Mysterious Land, and the material of the dungeon was ink steel.

When he sensed it carefully, Xiao Yao was convinced that the material of this dagger was only made of ink steel, but it was not all ink steel, or it was some kind of alloy containing ink steel, and now, the hardness of this black dagger was probably still above the pure ink steel.

If he could find a dagger like this in the antique market, Xiao Yao was confident that even against a seventh-order martial artist, he would have the opportunity to hit his opponent hard.

After all, such a dagger, as long as it could touch a seventh-order cultivator, it could pierce into his body, and even if it couldn't be killed, a little blood could still be done.

When he woke up from his sleep, Xiao Yao lay on the bed and did not move, but kept thinking about the black dagger in his dream, not knowing how the antique market at the No. 178 service station was in good condition, and he didn't know if he could encounter a weapon of this level.

At dawn, Qin Shuangshuang prepared breakfast for Xiao Yao, which was his favorite tomato egg noodles.

"How's your original scripture going?" Xiao Yao asked while eating noodles.

Qin Shuangshuang thought for a while and said, "I don't know either. ”

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yao stopped his chopsticks and stared at her puzzled.

Qin Shuangshuang said: "I have experienced, a total of sixty-two qi apertures are absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and there is no fireball like you in my body, but a dense pale yellow mist, and those mist are constantly strengthening my body, and I am constantly improving my skills, just like that." ”

Xiao Yao thought for a while and said, "Maybe the original heavenly scripture will have different effects on different people, I'll ask next time I see the master." ”

After eating, Xiao Yao took Tang Xiao to the antique market, while Qin Shuangshuang rushed to the entrance of the Mysterious Land, ready to welcome a few companions out of the Mysterious Land.

When they walked out of the hotel gate, the three of them saw Fang Xin walking in the direction of the mysterious place, thinking that she was also moved by the fact that she wanted to try her luck in the mysterious place.

Several people didn't stop them, they all saw Fang Xin's experience in the secret place, and knew that although she was in danger, she would not lose her life, and more importantly, she would meet the man who was willing to die for her in the secret place.

When Xiao Yao came to the door of the antique market, his mobile phone rang, and he glanced at the screen, it was Song Huan calling.

"Is there something wrong?" Xiao Yao asked into his phone.

"It's okay, I just missed you suddenly." Song Huan's tone seemed to be a little low.

"I miss you too." Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"When are you coming back?"

"I'm not sure yet."

"Shall I go to you?" Song Huan said suddenly.

Xiao Yao felt that Song Huan was a little abnormal, since yesterday, Song Huan had asked him three times when he would go back, this was not Song Huan's style.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yao asked with concern.

"It's okay, let's talk again when we meet!"

"Okay, I'm still at service station 178, call me when you arrive." Xiao Yao said.

"I'll see you in the evening when I'm done with the business at hand." Song Huan hung up the phone after speaking.

Something must have happened. Xiao Yao twisted his eyebrows and pondered.

At this moment, Miao Yu's 3D projection appeared above Xiao Yao's mobile phone.

"A good news and a bad news, which one to listen to first?" Miao Yu sold Guanzi.

"Bad news!"

"I analyzed your and Song Huan's genes, and simulated your child's appearance in the fantasy world, and there is a ninety-seven percent probability that his appearance is the same as that of prehistoric humans." Miao Yu said.

"What's the situation?"

"What's going on?"

Xiao Yao and Tang Xiao asked almost in unison.

Miao Yu replied: "Song Huan's genes have some extremely special fragments, and those fragments will most likely be passed on to her children, that is, to grow into prehistoric humans. ”

Xiao Yao opened his mouth slightly, and finally understood why his grandfather tried his best to prevent Song Huan from marrying him, thinking that grandpa had already known this result, but because of his unsightly appearance, he had to stop true love? Two people can't be together?

Xiao Yao wrung his eyebrows, and thought of another possibility, that is, his grandfather did all this not to prevent Song Huan from marrying him, but just to attract his attention and let him dig out the secrets in Song Huan's genes.

Perhaps in order to justify himself, he prefers the second possibility.

"And what about the good news?" Xiao Yao asked Miao Yu again.

Miao Yu said: "The gene writing technology of the Gene Research Institute has made a breakthrough in the fantasy world, and technically speaking, it can eliminate those special fragments of Song Huan's genes. ”

"What will happen to her?" Xiao Yao asked.

"She'll lose memories of the past."

Listening to Miao Yu's words, Xiao Yao let out a sigh of relief, if he just lost his memory, it would not be a big deal, He Yan had already mastered the memory reading and writing technology, and the forgotten memory could be retrieved through scientific and technological means.

"Okay, then continue to research gene writing technology, and at the same time, increase the research and development of memory digitization and memory reading and writing technology." Xiao Yao arranged it for Miao Yu.

"Roger."

Hung up Miao Yu's phone, Xiao Yao's heart was in her stomach, thinking that Song Huan also knew the news, so she had scruples, so she wanted to see him as soon as possible.

"If you don't treat Song Huan better, I look down on you." Tang Xiao rolled his eyes and looked at Xiao Yao.

"I am the grandson of the Xiao family, I have been among the flowers, the leaves do not touch my body, and there are many women around me! Can you take care of it? Xiao Yao glared back at Tang Xiao, showing his temperament to the fullest.

"Go! The devil believes in you. Tang Xiao shook off Xiao Yao's hand and walked into the antique market first.

There is a three-storey circular building with thousands of shops on each floor, and in the center of the circular building is a square, where there are countless stalls and all kinds of things for sale.

Xiao Yao didn't have any research on antiques, and he couldn't understand them at all when he saw those dazzling antiques, let alone what to choose, so he was completely wandering.

"This ancient book looks so real! Or is it the only copy of "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon", do you want to buy one? Tang Xiao plucked Xiao Yao on the side.

"There is still a copy of the "Jade Maiden's Heart Sutra" here, would I like to buy you a copy?" Xiao Yao said sarcastically.

"Don't buy it, look at this wrench, it's verdant, look good, buy it!" Tang Xiao pouted again.

"Don't buy it."

"It's really boring, if Song Huan is here, you will definitely buy it, right?"

"Of course, how can you compare with my Song Huan?" Xiao Yao said with a smile.

Tang Xiao was extremely angry, took out her mobile phone and dialed her assistant Ouyang Tianzhen, she hadn't seen this assistant for more than a day, I really don't know where she ran to play and didn't show up, the money was all on her!

If the money is on herself, she still needs to see Xiao Yao's face?

But the phone couldn't get through, and Ouyang Tianzhen turned off the phone.

"This damn girl, you won't go on a date with a man, will you? He wouldn't even answer my phone. After Tang Xiao finished talking to himself, he hung up the phone and followed behind Xiao Yao angrily.

There is a shop called "Pre-Qin Antiques", and the owner sits bored at the door and takes a nap, unlike the other shops who greet customers as hard as he does, as if the business is not his own.

Xiao Yao walked in and saw that there was an antique wall in the hall, and countless antiques were messily placed on the shelves, many of which were covered with a layer of dust.

Tang Xiao tugged at Xiao Yao's sleeve and whispered, "Let's go!" Let's go to other homes to see. ”

At this moment, Xiao Yao's mobile phone rang.

Picking up his phone, he saw a text message, and when he opened it, Xiao Yao couldn't help but be stunned, it turned out to be from his grandfather.

The grandfather of this world is dead, and the grandfather should only live in the secret place, but how did he send the text message? It's still the same number he used to use a long time ago.

Could it be that grandpa sent it from the past? That's even more, isn't it?

The text message is only a few simple words: the gray jade box at the end of the third row.

Xiao Yao asked Miao Yu in his mind: "Can you find out the source of this information?" ”

"I can't find it." Miao Yu replied to him quickly.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, not thinking about the source of the text message, grandpa must have a way to send a message from a mysterious place, and he can see what he is doing at any time, he must figure out how grandpa did it.

Subconsciously looked into the innermost part of the third row of shelves, where there was really a palm-sized cube box, the box was wooden, the surface was mottled, and it was earthy gray. It's so inconspicuous that I'm afraid no one will notice it's there.

Xiao Yao walked over in three steps and two steps, opened the wooden box, and saw a fist-sized purple clay pot lying inside, the purple clay pot was quite exquisitely made, but that's all, I couldn't see anything outstanding.

Xiao Yao couldn't see the special features of the purple clay pot, but he could be sure that this thing should not be a great antique.

"Boss, how do you sell this pot?" Xiao Yao asked the store directly.

"One hundred thousand." The boss didn't even think about it.

"Why don't you grab it?" Tang Xiao blurted out with a glare.

"Love to buy or not to buy." The shopkeeper said angrily.

"No wonder there's no one in your store." Tang Xiao is not as eager as Xiao Yao, nor is he as good-tempered as Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao pulled Tang Xiao behind him and said to the boss, "Swipe the card." ”

"Have you thought about it?" The shopkeeper stared at Xiao Yao and asked.

"I've figured it out, but I need to know where it came from."

The shopkeeper nodded and said, "I'll tell you after I pay the money." ”