Standing in the distance, Wang erhu shivered as he watched the accountants and appraisers count the spoils.
He rubbed his arms and felt cold.
What should we do?
How can I get the red blood sword?
He kept asking himself.
But Wang erhu didn't know that Chen Hao, the impatient sword spirit, couldn't wait any longer.
"Erhu, what's the matter? I think you've been acting weird lately! "
"Yes? No
"Really not? Look at you. The dark circles are very obvious. Haven't you slept well recently? "
I know that a magic sword is mixed with those spoils. As long as I get it, I can dominate the southern region. If he can sleep well, that's strange!
"Really not, just some insomnia recently!" Wang erhu waved his hand and said, "OK, I'll go and pee!"
"Be careful, don't go far. I heard that there will be monsters occasionally in this mountain forest!"
"No problem. You don't know my strength yet?" Wang erhu said with a smile.
When Wang erhu left the camp, he was in a stable mood!
Because he knows that the red blood sword also has a hiding ability. Ordinary people can never see through the disguise of the red blood sword, even the appraiser.
In other words, is Wang erhu the only one in the world who knows the existence of the red blood sword?
This is one of the reasons why he waited patiently and didn't start.
Because now, if he steals the Red Blood Sword directly, he will be dead.
If you wait patiently and wait for the red blood sword to be distributed or resold to the merchant, he can easily take it back and pay only a little money
"Calm down!"
"Calm down!"
"The Red Blood Sword must be mine!"
Wang erhu warned himself.
As he walked, Wang erhu found that he had gone deep into the forest.
Looking back, I can't see their camp.
He didn't think much about it. He came to a big tree and opened his belt. He was just about to hush, but suddenly his feet moved.
Step on something!
Wang erhu said in his heart, "it's terrible. He reached to his waist and just touched the hilt of the sword. He felt a pain in the back of his right foot. When he looked down, there was nothing on his right foot!
The problem is, he doesn't feel his feet anymore.
Bad!
He lowered his head and tore open his trousers, only to find that his right leg was gray black.
"Help
As soon as Wang erhu called for help, he fell to the ground.
Every so long, three of them arrived at the scene.
A congenital warrior glanced at Wang erhu's corpse: "Lao Meng, it seems that you people of the heaven stealing group were bitten by poisonous snakes and monsters. It's a little difficult to save."
Meng Feng, the leader of the stealing group, took a look at Wang erhu, whose face was gray and black, and said in a low voice, "there should be no help!"
"No, boss, I can help you!"
Wang erhu suddenly opened his eyes and hugged Meng Feng's calf.
Meng Feng of course knows that Wang erhu can be saved. There are so many miracles in the world. Even if he has just died, there may be some that can be saved.
Wang erhu's face is gray and black now. He is obviously attacked by poisonous gas. If he wants to save him, he has to spend a precious antidote pill!
Meng Feng doesn't want to waste.
Qihaijing's staff, he can easily recruit.
But the precious antidote pill can't be bought casually.
Meng Feng said without expression: "no, you can't be saved. The poison gas is attacking your heart. At least I can't save you!"
"I can't die! I can't die Wang erhu is powerless. At the moment, he is very weak. He thinks of the Red Blood Sword close at hand. His heart is full of reluctance. He is one step away from dominating the southern region, but now he is going to die!
"Brother Meng, come on Help me As long as As long as you save my life I just I'll tell you... "
"Tell me what?" Meng Feng lowered his head in some doubt.
Unfortunately, Wang erhu has reached the limit!
His head, limp down.
"Damn it, just say it half way!" Meng Feng extremely discontented kicked Wang erhu's corpse one foot, "this is the trash!"
The other two leaders didn't speak, just laughed.
Meng Feng didn't continue to vent his emotions on the corpse. He said to the other two: "this poisonous snake and monster is very poisonous. Let's look for it separately. Let's get rid of it!"
"Yes!"
Not long after, when Wang erhu, the robber group, was bitten to death by a red Ryukyu snake in the real yuan Kingdom, it spread!
Everyone thinks that Wang erhu is a bad luck!
As for the red Ryukyu snake, Meng Feng, the leader of the heaven stealing group, killed it. It is said that the snake corpses were stewed into soup.
"Ding ~ congratulations to the host. Wang erhu, the 40th sword master, died!""Happy together! Happy with you
The red blood sword was quickly picked up by an appraiser.
"Ding ~ is Legang bound to be the 41st leader of the red blood sword?"
"No!"
Chen Hao refused without hesitation.
Chen Hao thought that Wang erhu was the master of the sword. At that time, he thought that it was just a sword. After Wang erhu grabbed it, the Red Blood Sword belonged to him. As a result Wang erhu is dead!
In fact, the appraiser's situation is similar to that of Wang erhu. She didn't want to use the red blood sword, and now the red blood sword is still the common property of the three bandit groups. Even if the appraiser is recognized as the owner of the sword, he can't use it just like Wang erhu.
The appraiser Le Gang said: "a top-level mysterious weapon, no spirit!"
With that, he threw the red blood sword into other weapons.
In this battle, the three bandit groups have captured many weapons, most of which have some gaps!
"Top level mystery? Boss, can you give me that sword? " The master of zhenyuanjing, who noticed the Red Blood Sword earlier, asked the leader of Shenfeng robber, "just in time, my weapon should be changed too!"
With that, the master of zhenyuanjing pulled out his sword.
The leader of Shenfeng robber saw that there were many gaps in the blade of the long sword.
Hou Liang, the leader of Shenfeng robber, said to the other two leaders, "I want that sword. Just put it on our account of Shenfeng robber."
The other two leaders nodded, without any objection.
A top-level mysterious weapon is precious, but it can only be deducted from the loot that Shenfeng stole.
As long as it's not a spirit weapon, people who are born with martial arts will not care.
"Jingyong, go get it!"
"Thank you, boss!"
Jing Yong bypasses the appraiser and comes to the weapons stacking place. Then he picks up the red blood sword.
"Ding Is Jing Yong bound to be the 41st owner of the red blood sword
"Bind!"
This time, Chen Hao did not hesitate.
Jingyong is the master of this sword.
"Congratulations to the 41st sword master!"
Chen Hao takes a look at Jing Yong. He is a big man with short hair and long beard. He looks like a wild man. He is really strong in the middle of Yuanjing Not bad!
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