Chapter 737

I can't help but be overjoyed. Ah ha, curator Du is still close to me. Even if you hold your hand high, you won't spare old man Ouyang lightly. There is no doubt that the Golden Snake sword, as a middle-class weapon, is an irresistible treasure.

Curator Du did not seek personal gain, but let old man Ouyang give it to me, which is enough to see that his good intentions.

Old man Ouyang's face was slightly blue. "Du Hongchen, don't deceive people too much. You have already apologized and are so aggressive!"

"Ha ha, is that aggressive? The Golden Snake sword doesn't belong to you. After using the lone wolf and putting him to death, you can do such a wicked thing. " Curator Du's eyes were full of disdain. He paused and said, "if you don't hand over the Golden Snake sword, you can't leave today."

Curator Du's arrogance is rare. Old man Ouyang is hesitating. He knows how to cross the world of mortals. If he doesn't reach an agreement, he may really tear his face. Even if he manages to carry it, he will have to pay a heavy price.

Old Ouyang's eyes flashed a trace of resentment. "Take it." As he said this, he shook it hard, and the Golden Snake sword came at me.

Fortunately, I didn't slow down either. I picked up Lengyue and got a few meters away in a flash.

"Miso." A sudden sound spread, not into more than half, to know that the roof, not what mud, but solid reinforced concrete, worthy of a medium-class weapon, is really cutting iron like mud, blowing hair broken!

At first, old Ouyang was venting his dissatisfaction and wanted to kill me. It must be impractical. Although I was not healed, my eyes and reaction speed were no better than that. He just said that the power of killing was greatly reduced. His purpose was to destroy the Golden Snake sword. He just used a sharp energy, which greatly restricted the sharp edge of the Golden Snake sword, However, the strength of Golden Snake sword is far beyond his judgment.

"All right." Old man Ouyang snorted coldly, and curator Du nodded.

Then, Ouyang Feng put out his hand, and a strong suction enveloped the body of the lone wolf. More than a hundred kilograms of strong men, like scraps of paper, were sucked in. In a flash, Ouyang Feng disappeared in the night.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry. If it wasn't for the ground, there was a Golden Snake sword in it. I really thought it was a dream.

I went to the past and pulled out the Golden Snake sword with internal strength. Under the moonlight, the Golden Snake sword flashed a light cold light. I could clearly feel the destructive power contained in it. However, there was mottled rust on the hilt, which was also a trace left by time. In general, there was a special layer of material on the surface of general sharp tools, and the better they were preserved, The more the power can be reproduced, but in the case of frequent use or being hit by external forces, the durability will inevitably be lost.

Moreover, when holding the Golden Snake sword, the body of the sword appears violent and uneasy. If ordinary people use it without permission, it will not only be difficult to play the edge of the Golden Snake sword, but also be backfired.

For example, a poisonous snake, when its tail is injured, becomes very angry all the time.

The rust will become more and more obvious with the passage of time. The Golden Snake sword will either go to a violent extreme, or gradually fade into a common weapon.

At this time, curator Du goes to communicate with Lengyue.

"You know, what's the name of the pill that the lone wolf forced you to take?"

"He seems to say what kind of heartbreaking pill..." Leng Yue thought a little and answered.

"Heartbreaking pill!" Curator Du's face was heavy. This is a very poisonous medicine. There are antidotes, but the prescription has been lost for a long time. It seems that old man Ouyang is not blatant.

"Mm-hmm, but I don't feel any discomfort now. I just can't feel the cultivation. I didn't have the physical strength before." Leng Yue's face was respectful. He didn't catch a cold with curator Du before, because according to her master, it was a good time to make a man, but curator Du was addicted to martial arts, and some ignored her master. Although he also had fun with fish and water, it was not so easy to get pregnant.

We have to choose a specific period of time for women. As a result, such an accident happened. Gu Yue has always been haunted by it. Maybe curator Du is more active, and the children will have it, and the tragedy will be avoided. Of course, some things are predestined, if not said.

So the curator du that Gu Yue learned from his mouth is like a real Wu Chi. Although he is aboveboard, he is less romantic and humorous. He is an old-fashioned man.

Of course, now that curator Du has saved Leng Yue's life, he will naturally greet him with a smile.

In fact, curator Du was a little surprised that Lengyue could keep awake, but he noticed that the wound on my wrist was immediately relieved, and his heart couldn't help but wonder that this pure Yang blood is not a false name indeed.

At least let the life sustaining pill improve the effect of one level, "Xiao Zhuang, come here for a while." Curator Du gave me a shout.

"Good." I put away the Golden Snake sword. I just observed it. I found that the Golden Snake sword was a little strange. Especially with the help of the moonlight, the light of the sword was dazzling.

"What's the matter, curator Du?" I asked politely.

"The pill I gave you just now is called life sustaining pill, which can be temporarily stabilized no matter the warrior is severely injured or is extremely poisonous. But it only lasts for one day. During this period, if it is completely cured, it can be restored to its original state, otherwise it will be impossible to escape death..." said curator Du in a dignified tone."Ah." Leng Yue and I were stunned at the same time. No wonder, she took the pill just now. Although it seems to be normal, the condition in her body has not improved. It's just that all the toxins in her body are blocked. Of course, it's only temporary.

"Curator Du, can I help you?" Leng Yue is a little anxious. It's about her life. She can't calm down.

"Diechang pill is an extremely poisonous drug. The secret recipe for antidote has long been lost." Curator Du sighed a little. If he can help, he must be duty bound. After all, he is the precious disciple of the ancient moon. He has a sense of guilt that can't be relieved about that year.

Leng Yue suddenly fell into silence. He bit his pink lips lightly. His face was not good-looking. He got away from the danger of his life. Before he was happy, he got such an answer. In fact, Leng Yue thought that he would pay some price, such as losing all his accomplishments and becoming an ordinary person. Although it was not small to fight, she could experience the life she had never lived before. Besides, there were It's a kind of happiness for this little guy to hold up a sky or Xu to be a little woman quietly.