Chapter 138

(watch the title of the chapter. This Xueji has nothing to do with the turkey. Don't get excited about a little pot friend.)

It's deep underground, but it doesn't look dark. At a glance, there are a variety of treasures, most of which are shining with the brilliant light of various colors, and some of them are dim and lying quietly in a corner. As soon as ye Wuchen entered, he felt some chaotic element fluctuations, as well as lightness or nobility. Or a sharp and domineering magic force.

"As the emperor said, you can only choose one. Any one. " Li Lao said that, then he quietly stood aside, his head bowed, said nothing, and even his breath completely converged, like a sudden death.

Ye Wuchen was also impolite. He went straight in, and his eyes kept sweeping in it. It is worthy of being a treasure house that has existed since the founding of Tianlong kingdom. Any one of them is invaluable. Among these treasures, most of them are all kinds of weapons and equipment. Knives, swords, bows, crossbows, guns, spikes, axes, shields, claws, armor... Everything, and everything is extraordinary. Ye Wuchen was calm on the surface and was secretly surprised in his heart. The existence of this treasure house proved that the inside information of the dragon family was much stronger than ordinary people thought. Maybe... Even the three offerings are not necessarily the strongest guard of Longyin. How can the Tianlong Dynasty, which has stood for thousands of years and has not fallen, not have its own final card.

The treasure house was very large. Ye Wuchen walked slowly from beginning to end, and then walked back slowly. Finally, he picked up a long blue sword and began to be cold. His whole body was still cold. No matter how cold the cold air is, it can't cause any damage to him, but if this sword is held by ordinary people, their hands can be frostbitten in a short time. This sword must have existed here for many years, but it still has such a cold air, which is amazing.

"You'd better not choose this sword, or it will bring you the disaster of killing." Li Lao, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth.

"Why?" Ye Wuchen was stunned when he heard the speech. He picked up the sword and observed it carefully.

"This sword is called Xueji. Together with cangming sword of the sword God and the broken wind blade of fengchaoyang, it is called the three greatest magic soldiers in the world. It fell when the snow girl fought against the daughter of heaven's punishment 20 years ago. Later, it was inadvertently obtained by the dragon family and placed in the treasure house. The snow girl must be looking for this sword hard these years. If she knows that the sword is in your hand, she may kill and seize the sword. " Old Li said dead,

"In that case, why doesn't the emperor return the sword to the snow girl? Maybe she can owe a favor. Or is it not perfect to use this sword to let the snow girl see a doctor for the emperor and queen? " Ye Wuchen plays with this Xueji sword.

"I never ask about the dragon family." Old Li coldly dropped a sentence and stopped talking.

"Since this sword is so dangerous, I'll take it."

Take Xueji's sword in his hand. Ye Wuchen no longer looks around and walks to the exit with a calm face. The sword of the southern emperor had better not show in front of people, and it can't play its original power of prohibition. He really needs a weapon. Although, this Xueji sword is not so safe as the sword of Nanhuang. But his intuition told him that the sword must bring him something unexpected.

Mr. Li, who was silent, said no more. Just now he deliberately reminded ye Wuchen that it was an exception for him. Because he is a disciple of sword God, otherwise his life and death have nothing to do with him.

Just about to walk out, ye Wuchen's footsteps suddenly paused, and his eyes turned to the darkest and most insignificant corner behind the open iron door. In this treasure house full of all kinds of gorgeous gemstones and magic soldiers, there lies a long rusty sword covered with dust. It can produce red rust, indicating that this sword should be the most common steel sword, and its shape is no different from the most common sword. But how could such an ordinary sword appear in the treasure house that only collects thousands of strange treasures in the dragon family.

"Is this sword?" Ye Wuchen stopped and pointed to the sword.

Old Li glanced with his eyes, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Ye Wuchen's footsteps were attracted. He stepped forward and picked up the long sword, which was dim and dazzling. His wrist shook and the dust on it went away, revealing the rusty body of the sword. There is no light or brilliance, and there is nothing special about the feel. Ye Wuchen held the sword handle in one hand, and the other hand slid slowly on the sword body, and then his eyebrows jumped fiercely.

"I want this one." Ye Wuchen threw Xueji's sword fiercely and threw it back to its previous position. Then he walked out of the treasure house without looking back with the iron sword. At the moment of turning his back to Li Lao, he made an insignificant gesture on his hand.

Li Lao was obviously stunned for a moment. He was confused about his choice, but he didn't say anything. He walked out in silence and closed the door of the treasure house. At the moment when the door was about to be completely closed, he vaguely noticed a cool wind passing by his ears. The crisis consciousness he had developed for many years made him suddenly alert, fiercely opened his half narrowed old eyes, and his spirit and momentum expanded to the top in an instant.

"What's the matter, old Li?" Aware of his change, ye Wuchen frowned and asked.

The surrounding area is as quiet as ever. There is nothing unusual at all. Except ye Wuchen and himself, there is no other person in the whole underground area. Although Li Lao still had doubts, he finally put down most of his heart and shook his head and said, "nothing." Then he closed the door and screwed on the mechanism.

The tunnel was long and dark, and only two footsteps of different weight could be heard in my ears. There are all kinds of mechanisms here, each of which can easily kill people, so ye Wuchen has to admire the designers of these mechanisms. When he was about to get out of the ground, he suddenly asked, "do you have something to say to me?"

In the silence just now, he noticed that Lao Li's breathing rate changed slightly several times, as if he wanted to stop talking“ How is your teacher? " Li Lao asked“ Well, good. I sit there in the sun every day. " Ye Wuchen said casually. Chu cangming, a cheap master, spent the most time every day sitting on that wooden stake, quietly wondering what he was thinking. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this someplace, they have stolen our translation