Casting knives is an incredibly difficult process. The selection of materials, the mastery of the proportion, the right heat, of course, the ultimate thing is the strength of the pure yang true qi of the knife caster.

Although Zhao Jin knew all the family secret methods well, it was a pity that the pure yang true qi in his body was weak, so although the Natal Golden Knife that came out of the furnace was still sharp, the sword soul that came out was very weak. If the sword soul is weak, the power is weak.

Zhao Jin has been staying in the wing room for two days and two nights, and the sound of tinkling percussion has never stopped. Zhao Jin found that although the pure yang qi in his body was weak, it seemed to have a continuous feeling. If the pure yang true fire is compared to the flame on the gas stove in the home, the true qi in the body is like a continuous supply of natural gas.

Zhao Jin couldn't understand what the problem was, so he didn't think about it anymore. Because Zhao Jin's natal golden knife is about to be baked.

The real fire in the furnace had been extinguished, and Zhao Jin reached out and took out the knife and put it into the mountain spring water that was called.

"·····"

After a burst of water vapor that filled the room, Zhao Jin reached out and scooped up the knife.

It's a short knife, to be exact. If you look closely, the knife is about a foot long, black throughout, and the body is densely covered with fish-scale patterns, and there are several shallow grooves side by side at the edge of the knife.

Zhao Jin was really angry and wanted to feel the soul inside the sword. Zhao Jin felt the existence of the sword soul, and the sword soul also felt the call of the master. Zhao Jin could feel its joy. It's just that this knife soul is weak and weak, like a sick seedling.

Zhao Jin smiled bitterly and put the knife into his personal place. In any case, it will accompany itself for the rest of its life until its death.

When I drove back to Jiangcheng, it was already the middle of the night.

Zhao Jin knew that he was running out of time, so he went straight to the Huating community.

When the community security saw that it was a military vehicle, they didn't dare to ask more, let alone stop it, and obediently opened the floodgates.

Zhao Jin didn't enter the basement, so he parked the car on the side of the security room, opened the car door and jumped out.

The ground of the community was not allowed to park, and a security guard came over to check the situation.

"Hello, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss it so much" Zhao Jinchong grinned, and the security guard laughed, and the smile was extraordinarily bright.

"How... It's you again!" The security guard recognized Zhao Jin and slammed a spirit.

That's right, this security guard is the one who was beaten up last time. After the last beating, the security guard woke up and called the police. After the police retrieved the video and found that it was Zhao Jin, they drove away. A kind police officer also mysteriously reminded him not to pursue it anymore, this kid was arrested by the police station several times for making trouble, and he was called by the big military region!

Seeing that Zhao Jin jumped out of the military vehicle, still with such a small license plate with a tail number, the security guard believed the policeman's words even more firmly.

"Hello chief!" The security guard came to his senses, raised his posture suddenly, and gave a standard military salute to Zhao Jin, feeling that the army in the security room had retired from the army.

"Huh?" Zhao Jin was a little confused, not knowing why the security guard would salute him. After a while, I remembered that I had come in a military vehicle.

"I couldn't help but hurt you last time, brother, didn't hurt you" Zhao Jin returned a military salute in a respectful manner, and gave the security guard a serious and tender smile.

"Don't worry, chief, I'm fine!"

"That's good, I'll give you a task!"

"Chief, please order!"

"I'm going to Villa Nine on official business! You keep watch around and don't let anyone approach! If you find that I haven't come out, call the police, and 120!"

The security guard responded loudly and faithfully carried out the task assigned by the chief. It's just that Zhao Jin didn't expect that his momentary nonsense would save his life at a critical moment.

Zhao Jin took a deep breath and rang the doorbell of Villa Nine again.

It wasn't time for the man in the black suit to open the door again, and the room behind him was pitch black, "You're here again!"

"Hello, brother, I'm here to beat you up, and I'm going to ask you something. Zhao Jin smiled politely and stretched out his right hand.

"It's the antidote to the Lover's Gu. Let me introduce myself first, my name is Zhang Li. After speaking, he also stretched out his right hand, "Don't kick my balls." ”

"Haha, brother, you are so humorous. I'm such a despicable person" Zhao Jin's old face flushed, he smiled, held Zhang Li's hand, and secretly stopped the left leg that was about to kick out.

"Haha, I know you are. But you don't know, so am I!" Zhang Li's face was also with a polite smile, but he held Zhao Jin's hand but suddenly forced, dragged Zhao Jin into the house, flashed out of the door sideways, and slammed the door shut.

"Brother, I'll go first, let my darling serve you. Rest assured, it's guaranteed to keep you entertained. Zhang Li laughed, his face was full of evil, clapped his hands, and left.

Zhao Jin was suddenly pulled into the house, and he was stunned. I only felt that a cold aura behind me suddenly hit my back.

Zhao Jin rolled forward and came to the living room, avoiding the cold air in the air.

"I want to eat meat... I want to eat meat..." After Zhao Jin dodged the attack, a voice sounded from the side of the door, the voice was sharp and harsh, making people feel creepy.

"What the is this!It's so vicious!" The indoor temperature was extremely low, Zhao Jin felt that he was about to be frozen, how strong the cold atmosphere in this room had to be to create such a low room temperature.

The room was pitch black, and Zhao Jin was at a loss in front of him, and he could only sense everything around him with his luck and true qi, dodging left and right.

In the dark, Zhao Jin didn't know how many attacks he had dodged. After another attack, Zhao Jin rolled on his side and came to the floor-to-ceiling window, the curtains were drawn, and the light from the street lamps in the community could not shine into the room. Zhao Jin was secretly happy in his heart, and stretched out his hand to open the curtains.

"Fuck! Zhang Li! Labor and management grass your ancestors for eighteen generations! Labor and management are going to dig your grave..." The curtains were opened, and the light from the street lamps shone into the room smoothly, but the lights were too dim and the range of illumination was extremely limited. Zhao Jin was a little anxious, and cursed fiercely at the Gu Master named Zhang Lilian. Zhao Jin's hatred, he has been yin all his life, but he didn't expect to be yin this time.

Zhao Jin scolded angrily, and suddenly found a white button on the wall not far away, and he was overjoyed, and suddenly rushed over with force under his feet.

"Bang!ahh It turned out that the thing was in the shadows not far away, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Paralyzed! You're coming too!" Zhao Jin didn't care about the pain in his legs, and kicked when he raised his foot. The thing was kicked three meters away and fell to the ground.

Everything happens only in the light of light.

Zhao Jin looked down at his legs, and found that a piece of flesh was torn off at the root of his thigh, and bright red blood gushed out, instantly dyed half of his pants red, and then flowed down his calf to the ground, and the snow-white floor tiles were already silver-red.

"Fuck, fortunately I didn't bite the chicken!" Zhao Jin secretly rejoiced, and then looked up at the thing.

The thing had already crawled up. It was a baby, with pale skin, blood-red eyes, and chewing on the thigh meat torn from Zhao Jin's body in his mouth.

"His ancestors! Labor and management won the jackpot today! It turned out to be a ghost Guer!" Zhao Jin took out the knife in his arms. The blade shook slightly, and the sword soul also sensed the existence of danger, a little frightened, and trembled.

Ghost Gu is a product of the top Gu art of the Gu Alchemist. Before the pregnant woman gives birth, the pregnant woman is killed, the stillborn baby is taken from the womb, the soul of the dead baby is resealed into the stillborn body by magic, and then fed with human flesh, supplemented by medicine, and cultivated into this bloodthirsty and immortal thing. This thing can't be killed with ordinary spells, and it can only be effective when it is used to fight against the yin. For example, lightning strikes, such as fire, and then for example, the blade of the sun. It's a pity that Zhao Jin didn't have any!

"Damn, this is the weakness of labor and management. Zhao Jin immediately understood, this is a well-prepared game, just waiting for himself to take the bait.

"Malegobi's, fight! It's a big deal that people die in the sky! Eighteen years later, labor and management are a good man again!" Zhao Jin thought about running away, after all, running away is his specialty. But as soon as the thought flashed, it was vetoed by Zhao Jin, if this thing was released, the entire Jiangcheng would become a land of corpses and a sea of blood.

Zhao Jin was really lucky, and put the knife across his chest. Although the true qi in his body was weak, it still attracted the attention of the ghost Gu'er, and his mouth stopped chewing, revealing his mouth full of fangs, and roared at Zhao Jin.

"Paralyzed, you are afraid of Mao! Labor and management are not afraid!" Zhao Jin felt the horror of the sword soul and scolded angrily. With a sudden force under his feet, the short knife was raised high, and he rushed towards the ghost Gu'er.

The ghost Gu Er sensed the weakness of Zhao Jin's pure yang qi and also sensed the fear of the sword soul, so he sneered, and instead of dodging, he rushed towards Zhao Jin.

A man and a ghost met in an instant, and then exchanged their respective positions. The short knife cut a long cut on the ghost Gu'er's body, and the painful ghost Gu'er squeaked, but no blood flowed out.

Zhao Jin was not having a good time, and his other leg was once again torn off by the ghost Gu Er, and a piece of bloody flesh was torn off. Zhao Jin's two trouser legs were completely soaked in blood. Zhao Jin sweated in pain, couldn't stand under his feet, and stumbled to the ground.

The ghost Gu roared, letting out a burst of terrible screams, and pressed towards Zhao Jin again!

"Can you stop biting the leg of labor! Can you change places!" Zhao Jinqiang endured the severe pain in his legs, got up, re-erected the blade, and put himself in a fighting position.

The ghost Gu er didn't understand Zhao Jin's words, and his feet stagnated slightly.

"Oh, you're too short, you can't reach your arm if you want to bite labor, hahaha" Zhao Jin laughed, and didn't forget to raise a middle finger at the ghost Gu'er.

The ghost Gu Er understood this sentence, and instantly became angry. With a single mouth, he rushed towards Zhao Jin.

"Damn, what the hell is this doing!" I saw that the ghost Gu'er's originally small mouth turned into a bloody mouth in an instant, and the upper lip was about to touch the forehead. Zhao Jin was surprised, and hurriedly set up a knife to block it.

"Ahh

Zhao Jin suddenly struggled, and his arm broke free from the ghost Gu'er's mouth. There was also a cracking sound on his arm, and a large piece of flesh was torn off, revealing bloody bones. The short knife fell to the ground with a "canglong".

Zhao Jin was injured again, turned his head and ran.

"Fuck the short-legged dog! Can't catch up with labor!" Zhao Jin stretched his injured right hand with his left hand, dragged his two bloody legs, and spun around the sofa in the living room.

After a few rounds, Ghost Gu'er found that he couldn't catch up with Zhao Jin at all. was even more irritable, and after a sharp roar, he suddenly lifted the sofa in front of him, and the sofa drew a perfect arc, shattering the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room and smashing it into the flower bed in the community.

"Fuck!" Seeing that the obstacle in front of him was lifted away, Zhao Jin panicked. Regardless of it, he rushed towards a door. Who knew that there was too much blood under his feet, and the soles of his shoes had already been soaked. If you don't pay attention, your feet slip, and you stumble forward. Because the momentum was too strong, Zhao Jin used both hands and feet, and he couldn't stop the car at all, and his head hit the door straight.

After a loud bang, the door was slammed open, and Zhao Jin's momentum of rushing forward was stopped. Shaking his dizzy head, Zhao Jin slowly came back to his senses, glanced around, and found that this was the kitchen of the villa.

Zhao Jin was seriously injured, his blood flowed like an infusion, and he was knocked into a daze, and at this time, there was no air in his mouth and no breath.

Leaning on the corner of the wall, Zhao Jin reached out and took out a bag of Zhongnanhai from his blood-soaked trouser pocket, pressed the lighter and lit it, and took a deep breath. At this time, the ghost Gu Er had already walked towards Zhao Jin with a bloody mouth full of fangs, and the saliva at the corner of his mouth flowed all the way.

"Kid, you're hungry. Brother, please eat barbecue!" spit out a smoke ring, and the cigarette butt was extinguished. Zhao Jin smiled at the ghost Gu in front of him, pulled out the natural gas rubber pipe that was close at hand, and unscrewed the valve.