"You want to see the knife?"

The beggar was a little surprised and immediately laughed, "look, it's not impossible, but I can warn you that my knife is not as simple as you think. Be careful to hurt yourself."

Wu Chen was made more curious by the beggar's words. What kind of knife could hurt him? Unless... The sword itself is spiritual, isn't it?

"Well, I'll show you."

With that, the beggar carried his bag and untied it, revealing the long, narrow and simple sword inside. At the moment of seeing the knife, Wu Chen almost subconsciously cried out:

"What a knife

See this whole body blood red, seem to be infiltrated the blood is general, appear abnormal demon.

What's more interesting is that at the moment when the knife appeared, the breath in the whole air suddenly became cold, and the infinite murderous atmosphere diffused around, which was awe inspiring.

Li immediately had a sense of suffocation and said to Wu Chen: "Xiao Chen, this knife seems to be quite evil. I just feel uncomfortable when I look at it more."

"That's nature. It's a blood drinking sword handed down from the ancestors. It's amazing. It is said that this Dao was originally used by an executioner. It was born with evil spirit. Later, a person in the Jianghu got it and refined it again. It is said that during the quenching process, red liquid was continuously seeping out of the molten iron, and there was a faint whine coming out. Later, after casting, it became what it is now

The man said, looking at Wu Chen quietly, trying to see what kind of reaction he was.

However, Wu Chen just listened to him quietly, and his face didn't show any emotional reaction, just like the knife didn't make him so excited in his eyes.

"Let me see the knife."

Just when the man was disappointed by Wu Chen's reaction, Wu Chen suddenly reached out and held the long knife in his hand!

"No!"

The man's face changed greatly, just wanted to stop, but found that it was too late.

Wu Chen looked at each other stupidly and asked, "what's the matter? What's wrong? "

As he said this, he wiped the blood red blade with his right hand. Strange to say, when the blood drinking blade was held by him, the sense of power filled his four limbs.

Although this blood drinking sword has a strong sense of killing, it belongs to the category of killing. Wu Chen has invisible evil spirit and even spiritual power.

Drinking blood knife already has a spirit. After feeling Wu Chen's powerful strength, he suddenly gave out a voice of cheering and cheering, as if he was feeling proud for the strength of the sword holder.

"You..." the man never thought that such a fierce soldier had no influence in Wu Chen's hands, which was something he had never seen before.

Ignoring the man's surprise, Wu Chen asked directly, "so how much is this knife?"

"Half a million, no counter-offer."

When the man heard the asking price, he immediately restrained his mind and replaced it with a look of unscrupulous businessman. He seemed to completely forget how embarrassed he was just now.

"Half a million?" Wu Chen patted the back of the knife and sneered: "I'll give you 100000."

"This is a precious knife handed down from my ancestors. It cuts iron like mud. Is that all you have to pay?" The man is also a little angry, sneer repeatedly: "brother, you are too hard to press the price.". If I were not in a hurry to spend money, I would not sell half a million! "

"Xiaochen..." when Li saw this scene, he was afraid that Wu Chen would be cheated, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to whisper to remind him.

After all, he didn't think the beggar was a good man. If he didn't look at him pitifully, he would never let this kind of person who looked like a liar stay in the herbal hall for too long.

"First!" Wu Chen suddenly interrupted the man's words, and looked into each other's eyes like an eagle. It was as if he wanted to see through each other's heart. He confidently said: "although you are a sharp weapon, you are a fierce soldier. People with a weak life can't control it, and you may even be eaten by it!"

With that, Wu Chen suddenly grabbed the man's collar and violently pulled off the sleeve of his right hand with his other hand. Sure enough, a very complicated pattern appeared on it!

"Second, this Dao was not handed down by your ancestors at all. It was dug out of the tomb by you." Wu Chen frowned and raised the blood drinking knife slightly. "You smell it. It's full of decadent smell and strong dead air. Who do you think you can cheat?"

"You... How do you know everything?"

After listening to Wu Chen's analysis, Li stepped back, looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, pointed to him and said, "are you a grave robber? Thanks to my good intentions to help you, I didn't expect you to do such a bad thing! "

"What's the matter with me? Isn't it all about survival? " When the man heard this, he was a little anxious, "do you want to buy it or not? I can sell it to you for 100000 yuan, but you must keep your mouth shut! I'm really waiting for the money to go home to my family. I won't cheat you on that! "

"Well, if you like, I'll buy it for you."

Just then, Li Xiaoxi's languid and charming voice came from behind them: "how much money, I'll give it to you. It's good to buy it for fun. It's not bad at home."

Wu Chen looked back and found that Li Xiaoxi came out wearing only a loose shirt. But that pair of delicate and smooth long legs are completely exposed outside, the skin is like coagulating fat, giving people endless reverie, no matter how you look, you can't see enough.

"Xiaoxi, please dress me quickly!" Although Mr. Li wanted his granddaughter and Wu Chen's raw rice to cook a good meal, she was so shameless that she didn't dress well, which was unacceptable to the old man.

Li Xiaoxi didn't seem to hear what Li said at all. She took a pen from the desk, wrote a series of numbers on the check and threw it to the man.

"Here's a hundred thousand dollars. Keep the knife." Li Xiaoxi yawned and continued, "you, get out of here."

"You don't have to. I'll pay for it myself."

Who knows, Li Xiaoxi even said in an unquestionable tough tone: "it's a small money to repay you for saving your life. You're a big man. Don't grind with me."

With that, he turned and walked back to the room, "I'm sleepy, and then sleep, you talk."

The man got the check, immediately excited, after all, for him, this drink blood knife is a fierce soldier, but also a booty, simply can't take on the body!

But now that Li Xiaoxi has bought it, how can he not be happy?