Chapter 868
Then they went up. For a time, they thought that they had arrived in heaven, but when they got back to the roof, they suddenly realized that they had saved their lives. Until then, they could not help but feel that life was so beautiful.
"No need to thank you. A man with such a strong sense of friendship is worth my effort." The man shrugged.
"I don't know what to call you, elder?" I'm respectful.
"Drunk alone at night." He showed a smile.
"Ah, is there anyone else by that name?" I'm a little puzzled.
"This is my code, not my name." I feel a little unhappy when I'm drunk at night, and I'm still very dignified.
However, it seems that he didn't mean to return the things to me, which made me embarrassed. Should he take advantage of the fire? Now, I have only recovered the strength of one throw. I am not his opponent at all.
Although drunk alone at night helped me, if I robbed the fire mirror and Golden Snake sword, I would lose a lot of money. These two things are absolutely priceless.
After repair, the Golden Snake sword has actually transformed from a medium-sized weapon to a top-grade one, but I didn't fully grasp the essence of it. Just now, the Golden Snake dance, because of its preliminary use, only played a power of 30-40%.
Then I was called aside by the night drunk alone, "little guy, there is a question, please answer it truthfully."
"Yes, sir, you said." I nodded.
"What's your relationship with the blood devil?" Night alone drunk language startles humanity, my heart clatters, inexplicably nervous, Mommy, who is this person, how can I ask about blood devil?
Just for a moment, I thought of curator Du's advice. He said earlier that in the recent period, someone might come to me. After all, the blood devil has set off waves in the province. Even if the news is completely blocked, the specific source must be determined.
It's undeniable that there are too many things involved in this matter. I remember that curator Du asked me not to say anything. Anyway, it's OK to kill and not admit it.
I suppressed the anxiety in my heart and tried to keep my face unchanged. At this time, I can't be nervous. Once there is any clue, it is likely that I will be followed by others. In this way, not only curator Du, but also master Chen in the capital, is to blame.
I don't want to implicate them. In the past, old man Ouyang forced me to provide blood essence, so I resisted. It's ok if I die. If I bring subsequent troubles to curator Du, they will become eternal sinners.
"What is the blood devil?" I asked in confusion.
At this time night drunk squint eyes, a pair of eyes seem to be able to penetrate everything, "are you sure you don't know?"
"Well." I nodded solemnly, not sure if I could hide it from him.
"All right, put out your hand." Night alone drunk with a tone of command, to now, I have no room to resist, without hesitation extended the past.
Night alone drunk out of the hand, a soft power, into my palm, in my body to explore up.
"Dantian is ruined. You can still sit at the top of the provincial list. You are so powerful. It's not luck that you can win the favor of old Chen!" After a while, the night alone drunk out a praise, I just silly smile, keep praying, don't be seen what clues.
This night's drunkenness is not equal to idleness. Chen Zongshi, the first master of China's internal strength, came into his mouth and became Chen. It seems that he is an old friend. How many people in the world can shout like this?
"Tut Tut, it's no wonder that Ouyang Feng used corpse puppet to deal with you on the fifth week of Yijinjing, but I still don't believe that blood devil has nothing to do with you." Night alone drunk originally smiling face, suddenly sink down.
My heart is half cold. What's the flaw?
"Master, I'll tell you the truth, why don't you believe it?" I shrugged my shoulders. I didn't panic. After all, I said it myself. I don't know what a blood devil is. If I was too nervous, it would be a contradiction.
There is no doubt that this is a psychological game!
"Then you can explain how you managed to make a desperate counter attack in Zhao's martial arts school, and why you were able to defeat two by one in the elite trials? Give me a good reason! " Night alone drunk repeatedly asked, these two sharp questions, it's a matter of fact, I feel my heart is about to jump out.
Indeed, there are only a few people who know the inside story. In fact, in the eyes of the outside world, I have always been a mystery. After all, my growth speed has far broken the understanding of the martial arts.
Even the gifted martial artists have to practice martial arts since they were young to get ahead of the others. However, it took me less than half a year to get to the top of the provincial list from an ordinary person! This achievement, in the province, almost never had.
At this moment, I was a little short circuited in my brain, but I still managed to calm down. I couldn't tell him that it was the blood devil who helped me. I quickly thought about what else I could call "bug".
Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration in my head, "master, do you really want to know..." I said haltingly."Well, hurry up, don't look like a woman." I can't help being drunk at night.
"Because I burned part of my blood essence, I was able to win by surprise." I'm serious.
Night drunk obviously stupefied stupefied, raised the corner of the mouth, "little fellow, do you treat me as a three-year-old child? Blood essence burning is an irreversible process. How about burning part of blood essence? Let me see how much blood essence you have. "
As he said this, he clasped my shoulder, and I obviously felt that he was examining my body further. Although this kind of taste is not good, there is no way. After all, how dare people not bow their heads under the eaves.
Before long, the night drunk pupil slightly contract, slowly spit out a few words, "pure Yang blood!"
He had never seen any big waves. At this time, he could not help getting excited.
Today's martial artists and talented people are emerging one after another, competing for brilliance. But people with blood are really one in a million, like Chunyang blood, which is even less. It's not an exaggeration to say that this is the treasure of an era.
Can this little guy promote martial arts to a flourishing age? To say before, I said what burning part of the blood essence, night drunk alone do not believe, then at this time, he did not have the intention to question.
The power of blood is a very special existence, far beyond the power of Qi and internal force. It can be said that it was the product of the martial arts flourishing age hundreds of thousands of years ago. After all, every blood has a very deep source and background.
"No need to thank you. A man with such a strong sense of friendship is worth my effort." The man shrugged.
"I don't know what to call you, elder?" I'm respectful.
"Drunk alone at night." He showed a smile.
"Ah, is there anyone else by that name?" I'm a little puzzled.
"This is my code, not my name." I feel a little unhappy when I'm drunk at night, and I'm still very dignified.
However, it seems that he didn't mean to return the things to me, which made me embarrassed. Should he take advantage of the fire? Now, I have only recovered the strength of one throw. I am not his opponent at all.
Although drunk alone at night helped me, if I robbed the fire mirror and Golden Snake sword, I would lose a lot of money. These two things are absolutely priceless.
After repair, the Golden Snake sword has actually transformed from a medium-sized weapon to a top-grade one, but I didn't fully grasp the essence of it. Just now, the Golden Snake dance, because of its preliminary use, only played a power of 30-40%.
Then I was called aside by the night drunk alone, "little guy, there is a question, please answer it truthfully."
"Yes, sir, you said." I nodded.
"What's your relationship with the blood devil?" Night alone drunk language startles humanity, my heart clatters, inexplicably nervous, Mommy, who is this person, how can I ask about blood devil?
Just for a moment, I thought of curator Du's advice. He said earlier that in the recent period, someone might come to me. After all, the blood devil has set off waves in the province. Even if the news is completely blocked, the specific source must be determined.
It's undeniable that there are too many things involved in this matter. I remember that curator Du asked me not to say anything. Anyway, it's OK to kill and not admit it.
I suppressed the anxiety in my heart and tried to keep my face unchanged. At this time, I can't be nervous. Once there is any clue, it is likely that I will be followed by others. In this way, not only curator Du, but also master Chen in the capital, is to blame.
I don't want to implicate them. In the past, old man Ouyang forced me to provide blood essence, so I resisted. It's ok if I die. If I bring subsequent troubles to curator Du, they will become eternal sinners.
"What is the blood devil?" I asked in confusion.
At this time night drunk squint eyes, a pair of eyes seem to be able to penetrate everything, "are you sure you don't know?"
"Well." I nodded solemnly, not sure if I could hide it from him.
"All right, put out your hand." Night alone drunk with a tone of command, to now, I have no room to resist, without hesitation extended the past.
Night alone drunk out of the hand, a soft power, into my palm, in my body to explore up.
"Dantian is ruined. You can still sit at the top of the provincial list. You are so powerful. It's not luck that you can win the favor of old Chen!" After a while, the night alone drunk out a praise, I just silly smile, keep praying, don't be seen what clues.
This night's drunkenness is not equal to idleness. Chen Zongshi, the first master of China's internal strength, came into his mouth and became Chen. It seems that he is an old friend. How many people in the world can shout like this?
"Tut Tut, it's no wonder that Ouyang Feng used corpse puppet to deal with you on the fifth week of Yijinjing, but I still don't believe that blood devil has nothing to do with you." Night alone drunk originally smiling face, suddenly sink down.
My heart is half cold. What's the flaw?
"Master, I'll tell you the truth, why don't you believe it?" I shrugged my shoulders. I didn't panic. After all, I said it myself. I don't know what a blood devil is. If I was too nervous, it would be a contradiction.
There is no doubt that this is a psychological game!
"Then you can explain how you managed to make a desperate counter attack in Zhao's martial arts school, and why you were able to defeat two by one in the elite trials? Give me a good reason! " Night alone drunk repeatedly asked, these two sharp questions, it's a matter of fact, I feel my heart is about to jump out.
Indeed, there are only a few people who know the inside story. In fact, in the eyes of the outside world, I have always been a mystery. After all, my growth speed has far broken the understanding of the martial arts.
Even the gifted martial artists have to practice martial arts since they were young to get ahead of the others. However, it took me less than half a year to get to the top of the provincial list from an ordinary person! This achievement, in the province, almost never had.
At this moment, I was a little short circuited in my brain, but I still managed to calm down. I couldn't tell him that it was the blood devil who helped me. I quickly thought about what else I could call "bug".
Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration in my head, "master, do you really want to know..." I said haltingly."Well, hurry up, don't look like a woman." I can't help being drunk at night.
"Because I burned part of my blood essence, I was able to win by surprise." I'm serious.
Night drunk obviously stupefied stupefied, raised the corner of the mouth, "little fellow, do you treat me as a three-year-old child? Blood essence burning is an irreversible process. How about burning part of blood essence? Let me see how much blood essence you have. "
As he said this, he clasped my shoulder, and I obviously felt that he was examining my body further. Although this kind of taste is not good, there is no way. After all, how dare people not bow their heads under the eaves.
Before long, the night drunk pupil slightly contract, slowly spit out a few words, "pure Yang blood!"
He had never seen any big waves. At this time, he could not help getting excited.
Today's martial artists and talented people are emerging one after another, competing for brilliance. But people with blood are really one in a million, like Chunyang blood, which is even less. It's not an exaggeration to say that this is the treasure of an era.
Can this little guy promote martial arts to a flourishing age? To say before, I said what burning part of the blood essence, night drunk alone do not believe, then at this time, he did not have the intention to question.
The power of blood is a very special existence, far beyond the power of Qi and internal force. It can be said that it was the product of the martial arts flourishing age hundreds of thousands of years ago. After all, every blood has a very deep source and background.