Chapter 82: Cold Moon, Blood-Eater

After leaving the city gate, Ding and Qiao did not relax and continued to run all the way south.

Because, they knew that everything that happened in the Mirage Restaurant would soon reach the ears of those Ye family high-level executives, and it would definitely attract some Ye family masters to chase and kill.

Although the combat effectiveness of the two of them is good, they are not arrogant enough to use two people against a family.

Moreover, they knew very well that the family that could grow in a city would definitely have a Spirit Sect or Martial Sect level master behind it.

And the current masters at this level are not something they can match.

Therefore, in order to keep the green mountains here, they decided to take the thirty-six plans as the upper plan.

A cow and a wolf, galloping away.

The movement along the way is quite big, I don't know how many night birds and small animals have been alarmed?

After running for seven or eight miles, suddenly they stopped.

Why?

Because, suddenly, two old men stopped in front of them.

Ding and Qiao glanced at each other and found that it was a white-haired old woman and a white-bearded old man, and they couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts.

Ding Jian whispered: "Boss, these two people came out in the middle of the night to block the road, and at first glance, they knew that they were not good people." I guess the missing kids must have something to do with them. After a while, if I don't say anything, I'll let you deal with them. ”

Qiao Feng said: "It's okay." ”

On the other side, the thousand-armed old man and the white-haired old woman also looked at them quickly, and suddenly laughed together, as if they had suddenly found some treasure.

Qiao Feng had already seen that the other party's second elder was only at the level of a high-level spirit master, and felt that even if he couldn't beat the other party, if he escaped, it shouldn't be a problem, so he had nothing to be afraid of, and said loudly: "Hey, two old men, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?"

The white-haired old woman stopped laughing and said, "What are you doing running out?" However, little fat man, you are quite bold, and you are not afraid at all when you see us. ”

Qiao Feng smiled and said, "Anyway, your second elder looks very ordinary, not scary at all, why should I be afraid of you?"

The white-haired old woman said: "Little fat man, I see that you actually use a big demon as a mount, you must also be a cultivator, and your ability is not small." I don't know, have you ever heard of the three words of the White Bone Sect?"

"White Bone Sect?" Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and said calmly, "Isn't that one of the nine veins of demons, known as one of the eighteen most famous sects in the Kyushu Continent, as a cultivator, he naturally knows it." Why, your second elder is a member of the White Bone Sect?"

The white-haired old woman chuckled and said, "Little fat man, congratulations on your right, the two of us are from the mysterious and powerful White Bone Sect, and the old body is called the white-haired old woman." ”

The thousand-armed old man also said at this time: "The old man is called the thousand-handed old man." ”

Qiao Feng sighed and said, "Your Wan'er sounds quite scary. By the way, you're not in the Smoke Lake, but what are you doing here?"

The thousand-handed old man laughed dryly, and said: "What are you doing?" Little fat man, it doesn't hurt to tell you, the old man has a treasure knife in his hand, called the Cold Moon Scimitar, which is a second-grade magic weapon, and the knife has been engraved with a glare pattern and a cold ice pattern, which is quite sharp, but the old man is not very satisfied with it, and wants to engrave another blood-devouring pattern for it, and I heard that there is a Moon Peak in the green fox hill not far ahead, on the night of the full moon, climb to the top of the peak, and sacrifice the knife with blood, the chance of success is greater. ”

Qiao Feng sighed for a moment and said: "Is there such a legend, why don't you know it?" In other words, since you are in order to engrave the magic pattern for the treasure sword, you are not good to stay at Mochizuki Peak, but what are you doing to block our way, what do you need our help with?"

The thousand-armed old man said with a smile: "Little fat man, let you be right, the old man really needs your help." ”

Qiao Feng said: "Oh, how do you want us to help you?"

Qiao Shou Lao Su said: "It's very simple, the blood devouring pattern, of course, it needs to be cultivated with blood, and it is best to use the heart and blood of young people under the age of twenty. So, the old man wants to borrow your hard work to use it, how about it, will you help me?"

Qiao Feng smiled and said, "Do you have to take blood from your heart, can you take blood from your fingers?"

The thousand-armed old man said: "Yes, it must be blood, only with the blood of young people under the age of twenty can there be a certain chance to engrave a treasure pattern, if other blood is used, at most it will be engraved with a remnant pattern, and the old man is a person who pursues perfection, that is not what I hope." ”

Qiao Feng said: "Then let me ask again, if you take the blood from the heart, do you have to stab it into the heart?"

The thousand-armed old man said seriously: "Yes." ”

Qiao Feng said: "A knife stabbed into the heart, wouldn't it be impossible to live?"

The thousand-armed old man said: "I'm afraid yes." ”

Qiao Feng said: "If that's the case, I can't help you with this." If it's about taking blood from other parts, that's fine. ”

The thousand-armed old man laughed and said, "Little fat man, I also know that you will definitely disagree, but I am afraid that you will not be in charge." ”

Qiao Feng smiled: "Hehe, it's not up to me to decide, it's up to you to decide?"

The thousand-armed old man said, "Of course. Little fat man, you are just a spiritual man, don't you have the confidence to escape from the palm of the old man's hand?"

Qiao Feng said: "People can't be good-looking, if you don't give it a try, how do you know that you will eat us?"

The thousand-armed old man said: "Boy, although the old man's Cold Moon Scimitar is only engraved with two magic patterns, it is quite sharp, if you don't believe it, I can let you see it." ”

Qiao Feng said: "Okay, it just so happens that I also have a second-grade magic weapon-level treasure knife in my hand, so let's compare it with you to see whose blade is sharper." However, before I get started, I have a question I want to ask, I hope you can answer it, okay?"

The thousand-armed old man said, "What is the problem? ”

Qiao Feng said: "During this period of time, many children in the area of Qingqiu City have disappeared, that is your masterpiece, right?"

The thousand-armed old man said: "That's right, it's the old man's masterpiece." To engrave a blood-devouring pattern, it is necessary to prepare thirty-six drops of the blood of young men and girls. So, you get the idea. ”

Qiao Feng said: "I see, I understand." After a pause, he asked, "Then I want to ask again, have the people you captured have been killed?"

The thousand-armed old man said: "That's not yet, I will wait for the full moon night tomorrow night to bring them to sacrifice the sword, and they will be locked up in a cave for the time being." ”

Qiao Feng said: "Oh, I see. ”

If a person is not dead, it means that he is still saved, and he can't help but feel relieved.

The thousand-armed old man said: "Boy, you ask this, do you want to save them?"

Qiao Feng said: "Yes, those are some innocent children, I don't want them to die under your knife." ”

The thousand-armed old man snorted coldly and said, "Little fat man, if you want to save people, it's not impossible, but you have to ask me first if the Cold Moon Scimitar agrees, after all, those people are sacrifices prepared for it, aren't they?"