"Besides, don't you want to cure your eyes?"

"Do you know that you are not poisoned by ordinary poison! You can't be cured by the herbalist here! Do you want to be blind all your life? Don't you want to restore your eyesight?"

"I can help you! As long as you promise to accept the inheritance of my killing fairy palace! I'll tell you how to cure your eyes!"

Luo Qingtong sighed when he heard this.

"I really don't need it! I know what poison I'm in and how to solve it. I don't need your help! Old man, you have so much time, you can open the door and choose another successor!"

Xianzong relics appear in Jiuwu mountain. I'm afraid those people outside will break their feet!

How can the old man identify himself!

"Hum! Those delivered to the door are not worth money! I don't want them!"

“……”

tolerable! This reason is very good and powerful.

Luo Qingtong was speechless, so he heard the voice grumpy: "you're in the most medicine and poison. How can you know the solution?! it's impossible!"

"I really know!"

Luo Qingtong didn't want to talk nonsense with him here. He said all the detoxifying herbs in one mouth!

"Right? Can you let me go now?"

Luo Qingtong said that he suddenly found that the whole hall was suddenly quiet.

I don't know how long later, a low voice, like crying and laughing, suddenly came from the direction of the man.

"Hahaha! Good!"

The voice was like crying and laughing and raised loudly.

The next second, Shua, before Luo Qingtong reacted, he was held against the center of his eyebrows by a cool finger.

In an instant, an extremely huge and powerful force rushed into her body!

"Little girl! It's you! I've been waiting for so many years! Finally, there's a genius like you! The inheritance of my killing fairy palace is expected! My family's mantle will not be cut off!"

The voice said, choking and trembling.

Inexplicably, Luo Qingtong suddenly saw an old man with tears in his mind.

He looked at Luo Qingtong with tears and smiles. Then the whole turned into a light and wrapped Luo Qingtong.

"Little girl, I won't let you do anything! You just have to inherit my family's mantle!"

"My tianmingzi has been vertical and horizontal all his life. He ascended the Mingwen Avenue. In the end, because of a moment of kindness, he led wolves into the house and ended up dead without a whole body and the door of the sect was destroyed!"

"Now that my soul is about to disperse, I will pass on the last mantle to you! Just ask you to spread the art of inscription pattern of my clan, and don't let it be cut off!"

"There are two treasures here. I took them out of the sect door when the sect door was destroyed! Those people destroyed my sect door for greed, and I didn't leave a fart for them!"

When the old man said this, he spat hard and continued.

"This is a nine fold and exquisite Tower! It has infinite wonderful functions. The inheritance of our clan is all in it. You can refer to it in detail. This sword of life and death is the bane of our clan's destruction in that year!"

"The sword has two blades. One side is born and the other side is dead! The living blade can absorb the soul and supplement your strength! The dead blade can kill! The cut wound is very difficult to heal and rescue! The stronger your strength is, the harder the cut wound will heal! Only the living blade can drive away the power on the dead blade!"

The old man said, with a very fanatical expression on his face.