Chapter 128

"Tianji Yushen Dao was born in the 11th century. It was a rare sword made by three Japanese swordsmen in the name of the emperor. It was based on tianwai meteorite and supplemented by various rare metals. It is said that the body of Tianji Yushen Dao was as black as ink, without any luster. It was struck like Tung wood, without the sound of metal. The blade was engraved with red lines. Whenever it met with blood, the red lines would soar, releasing the fury 。”

The old beggar walked along with his hands behind him. He was dressed in rags, but he looked like an expert in the world.

He reached for the handle and flicked his fingers. A drop of blood fell on the blade, and the blood penetrated into the blade as if it had been absorbed. The red lines on the blade began to glow, and a violent killing like a wild beast was sent out.

"it's really Tianji Royal sword!"

The old beggar murmured to himself. His inner strength overflowed from his palm and wrapped the whole blade. With a wave of his hand, a crescent like light blade brushed the stake several meters away.

in silence, the stake broke into two pieces, and the incision was smooth and smooth, like a mirror.

The trough!

Luke's eyes were wide open. He was shocked. He only knew that the old man would hurt people in the air, but he didn't expect that he would have invisible sword Qi.

"Good knife, what a good knife!"

The old beggar stroked the blade and was reluctant to part with it. He stopped and said,

"Xiao Changlin, how about giving me face?"

"Go away!"

The old man was not polite. He reached for the knife and said, "this is a gift from my grandson. Here you are. I think it's beautiful."

The old beggar had no interest in begging. He stood on one side dimpled and glanced at it from time to time. It was obvious that he wanted the knife very much.

Lin Fu felt his beard and looked puzzled.

"I've heard some stories about Tianji's imperial sword. It's said that one hundred years ago, it was obtained by Yamaguchi Chunji, the founder of the Yamaguchi group. Later, it became the treasure of the town Gang of the Yamaguchi group. It was regarded as a symbol of Qi cloud by successive gang leaders. Boy, how did you get it?"

Luke said with a smile, "grandfather Fu still remembers the bloodletting incident of Shankou group at the beginning of the year. An unknown female warrior broke into the headquarters of Shankou group and almost burned the whole mountain. Afterwards, Tianji Royal sword disappeared. For the sake of the reputation of the gang, those fools of Shankou group have been blocking the news and only dare to investigate in private. As for me, I just went along with the vine and cut off the Hu."

"grandfather Hou often said to me, "among the gangs in the world, only the Yamaguchi group is not a son-in-law. I want to have a lot of fun with them when I was young. As your grandson, of course, I want to vent my anger for you."

"The treasure of Shankou group: Tianji imperial sword, grandfather, do you like this gift?"

"Yes! I love it

The old man clapped his thigh and laughed, "see, this is my grandson, Xiao Changlin's grandson. Who has such a grandson

Lin Fu said nothing bitterly. The old beggar snorted and looked at the sky with arrogance.

"Good grandson, well done. Tonight I'll roast chicken legs with Zhenbang's treasure from Yamaguchi group. You take a picture and send it to Yamaguchi Zhenxiong. I want him to vomit blood."

The old beggar opened his mouth and could only sigh. It's outrageous that such a weapon should be used for barbecue.

Luke echoed, "the drumsticks roasted by Tianji imperial sword must have a different taste, or invite the other old men in the gang to come here and bake them together."

"Good idea!"

The old man's eyes were bright, and he immediately said, "second, call those immortals and let them come over tonight."

"Well, I'll go now."

Lin Fu is also a lawless master. He has never considered the consequences of doing so. It's not the first time that a gang war breaks out.

The old man threw the knife into the box,

"grandfather likes the three gifts very much. What are the last two gifts?"

"I'll ask the servant to deliver the fourth gift to your room. You can have a try when you go back in the evening. As for the fifth one, it's special. I made it for you myself."

Luke reached out and pressed the old man's leg twice, and whispered,

"since the stroke four years ago, your legs have been unconscious. I know that you hate to be in a wheelchair, and you don't want to be considered disabled. As a younger generation, I am the same."

The old man was stunned, "you..."

"Grandfather, sit down first."

Luke took out a glass bottle from his pocket. The cap of the bottle was opened, and the blue air swirled out. When he met the air, it turned into starlight, shining in the sunlight, with some dreamlike color.

"this is a special liquid I found from the alien civilization, which has a very strong repairing effect on nerve tissue and muscle tissue. Grandpa, drink it."

The old man hesitated, "are you sure this thing can drink?"

"Don't worry, it's OK."

The old man no longer spoke, picked up the bottle and poured it into his stomach.

When the blue liquid contacts the flesh and blood, it starts to glow. As a result, the old man's body also starts to glow. The blue light seeps out through the muscles and gives the skin a strange color.The old man felt that something was wrong and was about to ask. Suddenly, the needle pricking pain came from all over his body. He could not help but let out a dull roar. The pain became stronger and stronger. It stirred and twisted, as if the viscera were moving.

"Grandfather, bear it. It will be OK in a moment."

The old man nodded and clenched his teeth to fight against the pain.

Looking at his shaking appearance, Luke also frowned. The blue liquid comes from Krypton, which is a healing medicine. It can repair the damaged tissues in the body in an all-round way, and will not cause damage to the normal body.

The pain of the old man shows that he has more internal injuries than he thought.

Think about it. The gang struggle in that era was much fiercer than it is now. There were endless conflicts among the major gangs. There were also factions in Hongmen. The old man joined Hongmen when he was 12 years old. He sat up from the lowest level disciple and walked step by step to the position of guild leader. No one knew how many battles he had experienced except him.

The pain lasted for three minutes before it began to subside. The sweating old man covered his chest and coughed violently. The blood clot ejected from his mouth and fell to the ground, dark red.

"How are you, grandfather?"

The old man pulled out a smile,

"comfortable, really comfortable, and these legs." Pinch it in the thigh. "It's never hurt that much."

Luke breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile,

"it's good to feel the pain. If you feel it, it means that the nerves in your legs begin to repair. After a few days' rest, you can walk on the ground."

"No hurry! No hurry

The old man waved his hand, did not know what to think of, and sighed a long time, his eyes showed sadness,

"little Luke, thank you for preparing so many gifts. To tell you the truth, you are much better than your grandfather. When he was young, he had to have one tenth of your ability, and he would not let your mother go so early."

I can't help crying when I mention my daughter who died early, and the tears stay down my old cheek, which makes me feel uncomfortable.

"well, don't mention those sad things. Let's talk about you. In two months, you will be eighteen. You should make plans for the future, and you can't always play around like this."

"And those little swings Girlfriend, what are you going to do with it? "