Hiss!

Zitong and Qingcheng, who heard this name, both took a breath of cool air, and their eyes couldn't help but focus on the gun again, seeing the two blood grooves, it seemed that they saw that there was bubbling blood left inside, a killing aura hit the face, and the smell of blood was permeated, Qingcheng hurriedly looked away, and at the same time was horrified in his heart: "The drawings alone are such a big killing breath, if it is a real blood cry, then what kind of horror should it be!"

At the same time, Zitong also smelled the killing, but the scene in his eyes was completely different. What he saw was that he was holding this bloody cry, passing through the chest of the enemies who had slaughtered the village one by one, and seeing the shock in their eyes, it seemed that the scene of "crying in blood" had been truly realized. When Zuihou's enemy fell in a pool of blood, Zitong raised his head to the sky and howled, and cried with his spear.

Seeing this scene, Zitong's eyes became more and more bright, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, and the barrier blocking the martial artist realm seemed to have been loosened. And Zhou Hao and Yu Bai next to him were also a little surprised, you must know that it is rare for a martial artist to break through with his momentum, unless it is that kind of demonic genius, there will be this kind of opportunity.

If Zitong breaks through now, they can be regarded as seeing this kind of demon, so they didn't stop it, but let Zitong's momentum rise, Qingcheng noticed something, but just when she was about to make any move, the eyes of the two seniors stopped her, so right now, it was three people and six eyes staring at Zitong.

Zitong was still immersed in the pleasure of revenge, but just as he stood up again in the fantasy, he suddenly felt a burning sting pain in the dantian, and he suddenly came to his senses. His eyes regained his clarity, and then he began to forcibly suppress the aura of cultivation.

After a while, when Zitong finally stabilized his condition, he let out a long breath and said secretly in his heart: "It's so dangerous, if I enter the Great Martial Master by virtue of the situation just now, I'm afraid that I will really focus on killing in the future." Thinking of this, Zitong couldn't help but break down in a cold sweat.

And Zhou Hao and Yu Bai saw that Zitong suppressed his breath, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but this look also flashed, and then the light of appreciation occupied the majority. You know, what kind of perseverance is needed to be able to suppress that desire to break through at a moment, of course, the two of them still understand the stakes. However, in the eyes of people like them, it doesn't matter if it is right or evil, after all, the use of liliang depends on people's minds in the final analysis.

After breathing for a while, Zitong turned to look at Zhou Hao and said, "Senior, junior is going to have this 'blood cry', but his killing aura is too heavy, can you ask the senior to modify the spear head slightly to reduce the blood qi, after all, I am not cultivating with the Demon Dao!"

"Oh, how do you want to change it?" Zhou Hao raised his eyebrows.

"The seniors only need to make the diamond shape of the spear head slightly narrower, and the others do not need to be changed, so that the penetration power can be increased while reducing kills. Zitong was a little puzzled, Senior Zhou was an expert, how could he ask him how to modify.

"Oh. Well, no problem! Well, then, I'll first make spears and daggers for you, and I'll do it myself, and it will take about four days, and you'll come and get them in the evening in four days. I promise to give you a weapon that you will be satisfied with. Zhou Hao thought for a moment and said. After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yu Bai again, and when he saw the latter nodding, he looked at Zitong and Qingcheng.

In fact, it is not that Zhou Hao wants to study what Zitong wants, but he wants to know what Zitong's so-called change is, and he makes the final decision after getting Zitong's penetrating requirements.

"That's good, I'm sorry to trouble the seniors!" After Zitong heard Zhou Hao's words, he was also excited, "Four days, only four days to be able to get this blood cry!"

And Qingcheng also turned slightly to the side, and did not speak, but expressed his gratitude with actions. Immediately, he gave Zitong a look.

"Two seniors, since our goal has been achieved, then the two of us will not bother, farewell!" Seeing Qingcheng's eyes, he was free to understand, and opened his mouth to say a word of farewell.

"Hmm, in such a hurry, Xiao Qingcheng's dagger hasn't said what style you want?" Zhou Hao was a little puzzled by Zitong's sudden resignation.

"Senior, just look at the building, just sharpen, I don't have too high requirements!" Qingcheng immediately explained when he saw his senior mention himself.

"Okay! I will definitely give you a satisfactory result!" Seeing that the two of them had made up their minds, Zhou Hao also replied seriously.

After speaking, Zitong and Qingcheng turned around and left the room of the drawing, and returned the same way, and when the two returned to the hall again, Qiuqiu also immediately returned to Zitong's shoulder, and Zitong followed Qingcheng in the direction of the inn without looking back.

After they had been away for a while, the little girl found that Qiuqiu was missing, and cried to find his father.

"You seem to have done it on purpose?" asked in a room, Yubai picked up a cup of tea without raising his eyelids.

It turned out that after Zitong and the others left, the two also exited the drawing room, and Zhou Hao did not rush to build weapons, but took Yubai to a hospitality room and slowly tasted the tea.

"What did I do on purpose?" Zhou Hao's eyebrows raised again.

"Don't pretend to be foolish with me, I'm so stupid! Besides, even the little girl found something, and looked at the way they left in a hurry. Yu Bai shook his head.

"Oh? I really don't have any intentions for this, I just feel that this Fang Yu has a unique aura on his body, don't ask me weishenme, I don't know, it's just the feeling. So I wondered if he could make this bloody cry show his majesty again!" Zhou Hao said lightly.

"Is that really the case?" Feather White was obviously a little unconvinced.

"It's really true!" Zhou Hao shrugged.

"Okay, I believe you!" Seeing Zhou Hao like this, Yu Bai didn't ask anymore and drank the tea seriously.

The words were divided into two ends, and when Zhou Hao and Yubai were talking, Qingcheng and Zitong, who were walking on the road, were also communicating softly.

"Sister Qingcheng, why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Zitong had some questions.

"Boy, you won't find out that the person surnamed Zhou deliberately asked you to choose that gun, right?" Qingcheng asked rhetorically.

"Yes!" replied Zitong, as usual.

"You know, you know, don't you want to leave quickly?" Hearing Zitong's words, Qingcheng was a little angry, it turned out that he also saw the problem, and made himself anxious for a while. "The reason why I left in a hurry was because I was afraid that he would have some intentions. ”

"Sister Qingcheng, are you thinking too much! With his strength, will he still play tricks against us?" Zitong was puzzled, "I also know that he deliberately led me to choose Blood Cry, but no matter what his purpose is, I really like Blood Cry is right, my feelings will not be wrong, and besides, aren't we coming out, not a single hair is missing, don't think too much, sister!" Zitong comforted.

"I hope so, I hope I'm thinking too much!" Hearing Zitong's explanation, Qingcheng was relieved when he thought about it, "Yes, it seems that I am still worried about myself." ”

There was nothing to say all the way, and the two who returned to the inn also said goodbye and returned to their rooms. Zitong, who returned to the room, immediately began to pranayama cross-legged, striving for an early recovery. He knew that four days later, that is, the moment he got the blood weeping, was the day he began to enter Fengdu Mountain, and he had to heal before that, and he also believed that with his ability to recover, four days was enough.

The four days passed in a blink of an eye, and Zitong's injuries were all recovered on the third day. When he told the news to Qinglin and the others, everyone had a smile on their faces.

When the evening finally came, Zitong also changed into a new black robe and knocked on the door of Qingcheng.

Chirping!

The door opened, and Qingcheng, dressed in a green shirt, walked out. "Let's go. Qingcheng smiled at Zitong and walked downstairs slowly. Zitong followed behind her.

When they came to Zhou's forging again, today's front desk was not the little sister, but a young man with a face, about the same age as Zitong, seventeen or eighteen years old. Seeing Qingcheng and them coming in, the young man was also stunned, and then remembered something, hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, and took the two of them to the forging area behind.

As soon as Zitong arrived at the forging area, he heard a familiar shout: "Boy, continue!" followed by a sound of breaking the air, and a silver shadow quickly approached.

The boy who heard the shouting was stunned for a moment, and then immediately activated the internal force, a bounce, flew up, and headed towards the silver shadow. This is also because Zitong did not perceive the murderous aura, and when he saw a faint hint of red in the silver, Zitong also figured out what to do, so he flew up.

Zitong, who was in the air, grabbed the flying object, and as expected, it was the blood cry! I saw the blood cry at this time, the silver-white gun body, there was a faint golden flow inside, and between the contact between the gun head and the gun body, there was some red light released, and in the center of the gun body, the golden-red word "blood cry" was shining.

Bang!

Zitong landed on the ground with a spear in his hand, and let out a muffled sound. I lifted it by hand, about 20 catties, and it was a little heavy, but it was quite good. And the head of the gun has also changed slightly, the original killing aura has been reduced, but at this time, it feels like there is more sharp vision.

Seeing the blood crying now, Zitong couldn't help but praise in his heart: "Perfect!" Then he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and threw out a gun flower casually, however, a gun flower was not enough, slowly, Zitong's footsteps moved, and in this noisy forging area, he began to dance the nameless marksmanship recorded in the predecessor's notebook.