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Jiang Liu'er and Xuanyuan Mingxue were both stunned for a moment when the man said the words' Heavenly Sword '. It had to be said that not long ago, Jiang Liu'er brought this item back from the auction and gave it to Murong Batian. It was easy to give something to him, but to take it back from him, wasn't that a little inappropriate?

"This …"

The man pursed his lips, his expression relaxed, "What I want is the Heavenly Son Sword. If you can get it, I'll immediately cure your poison."

Sigh, I will definitely be able to get the Heavenly Sword, but as you said before, the poison is in the body, and everyone's physique is different, so the poison will definitely be different due to their different physiques. I think you also know what kind of person Mu Rong Ba Tian is, even if I were to snatch it from him, I have to have the prerequisite to make a move on him.

The man let out a cold snort from his throat. Jiang Liu'er's way of thinking was something he had expected, everyone would definitely give him a way out. Long Yufeng took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Liu'er.

" As long as you take the antidote on time every seven days, the poison will naturally be cured. In these three days, even if you go cry and beg every day, that old cunning fox Murong Batian will probably find it annoying and give you the antidote. "

After the man finished speaking, he got up and left the coffee shop. Jiang Liu'er and Xuanyuan Mingxue hurriedly called Jiang Rong, who said that she couldn't leave because there was something urgent at home, so the two headed for Jiang Rong's home.

Long Yufeng's appearance had changed everything.

No matter where he started, he was completely unable to make heads or tails of it. Now that Long Yufeng had appeared, as well as the matter of him and Xuanyuan Mingxue talking about the devil sect today, it had allowed him to finally find a way to deal with the devil sect's matters.

Now, he only hoped to confirm with Jiang Rong that Long Yufeng's own antidote was real. Once he was sure, he would immediately go find Murong Batian and find the Heavenly Son Sword so that Long Yufeng could provide more clues.

"Do you believe Long Yufeng?"

In the car, Xuanyuan Mingxue had been frowning the entire time as she looked out the window at the backward scenery. In her heart, she felt a little apprehensive as she didn't even easily speak of the Xuanyuan family's matter to her closest kin, Jiang Liu'er.

Jiang Liu'er shook her head. "I'm not sure. If this bottle of antidote is real, then it's worth believing."

"But have you ever thought about what would happen if this antidote was fake?"

Xuanyuan Mingxue didn't know what to say. Long Yufeng's appearance had indeed allowed them to search for information regarding the devil sect, so they had made some breakthroughs, but that didn't mean that this degree of progress was a good thing for them. It was inevitable that Long Yufeng was the scapegoat for this matter.

"Let's give it a try. Originally, there was no way for you to get in, but someone barged in to tell you there was a way. Why don't we try it? Furthermore, I feel that my luck isn't that bad."

Jiang Liu'er snorted. Her bitter smile caused Xuanyuan Mingxue's heart to tremble. She bit her lips and felt a bit of bitterness in her throat.

When Yang Xiaodong came that day, she should have noticed the problem with the hairpin. If she wasn't so petty, how could she have left Jiang Liu'er by herself to absorb the poisonous air and turn it into this state?

It would be too late to think about it now.

"Everything is something that no one can predict, so taking things one step at a time will eventually lead to a turn for the better."

Xuanyuan Mingxue listened to Jiang Liu'er's words. She could only nod. That was true. What else could she say? Besides guilt and self-blame, she just felt bad. Looking at the man she liked now, she felt really bad.

When the car got to Jiang Rong's house, Jiang Rong hurriedly walked out of the house with the phone in her hand. Just as Jiang Liu'er was about to speak, Jiang Rong raised her head and saw two people.

"Take me to a place. There's something I want to show you."

Jiang Liu'er and Xuanyuan Mingxue glanced at each other before they got into the car together. Along the way, Jiang Rong guided Jiang Liu'er and didn't say anything else until the car stopped in front of a remote bookstore.

"Jiang Rong, are you alright?" "You ran so far just to bring us to this run-down bookstore. Do you know that we were looking for you …" Xuanyuan Mingxue was a little anxious. After all, they had come to find Jiang Rong to help Jiang Liu`er determine if the antidote was real.

Yet, now, Jiang Rong had brought them to a desolate place like this half a city.

Jiang Rong shook her head, "We'll know once we get in." Not caring about what Xuanyuan Mingxue was still complaining about, he reached out his hand and knocked on the door of the small bookstore.

The person who opened the door was a white-haired old man. The old man used his wrinkled eyes to size up the three people at the entrance before reluctantly opening the door.

"Come in."

After saying those three words, something seemed to have blocked his throat, causing him to be unable to say it clearly.

The three of them followed the old man into the bookstore. The space was not big, and there were old books and magazines everywhere. Other than the smell of damp paper, there was a faint orange fragrance.

"Who are you looking for?" The old man took out a reading glasses from his pile and hung it on his nose. He rolled his eyes and looked at the three of them. He then asked and took a sip from a teacup beside him.

"I am Jiang Rong from the Jiang family. My father previously stored some books with you, and he said that he wanted me to come and get one today every year."

When the old man heard Jiang Rong's self-introduction, his eyes revealed some surprise, which then turned into a kind smile, "You're Jiang Rong? I never would have thought that the old man's daughter is already so old. Come, come, your father's things are all here. I've guarded him for most of his life."

Jiang Liu'er finally understood the meaning behind Jiang Rong's actions. Although the books that Xuanyuan Mingxue had asked Jiang Rong to bring back earlier contained some important content, they definitely couldn't compare to the books that Jiang Rong's father had placed in this bookstore.

The three of them followed the old man into the back room of the bookstore.

This small house, after entering another door, could be said to be a completely different world. From the outside, it looked like a small house less than 30 square meters, but behind this door was actually a few meter tall bookcase.

Looking at the level of old and new, it should be rare to see such books in the library. On the way up, there were some books on the market that only had legends about them, but had never seen their real bodies. The bookcase above could only be seen by climbing a ladder.

Although the old man's hair was white and his voice was muddled, it was not difficult for him to climb these stairs. With a few steps, dozens of books were placed in front of the three of them.

According to what Mister Jiang has told me, you can only take one book every year. If I remember correctly, he meant that you can take it from the age of ten. It has been eleven years since you were ten.

Jiang Rong nodded. She walked forward and simply flipped through a few books, but she seemed to be dissatisfied, "Did you forget something my father wanted to give me?"

The old man chuckled and nodded, "Yes, but now is not the time."

"Then, when is the right time?" Jiang Rong seemed a little anxious as she asked impatiently.

The old man's mouth twitched, his body swaying as he tried to leave the room, "It's time, it's naturally time. You've already gotten the book, can you come out first?"

When the three of them saw that the old man had already ordered them to leave, they quickly carried the books with them and returned to the small bookstore's front room. When Jiang Rong'er saw the anxious look on Jiang Rong'er's face, she felt like she was going to fly into a rage.

"Old man, we don't really understand the meaning of your words just now. We don't know if you can take the trouble to explain it to us? We are stupid. "

The old man continued to shake his head, as if he was the only thing he could do other than take out his book, "I've already said, it's time, I can't understand how I explain myself so clearly. Alright, let's not talk about these annoying things anymore, if you want to talk about other things with an old man like me, I, as an old man, am willing to accompany you, otherwise, it's better for you to go back quickly, my old man's temper isn't too good either."

Jiang Liu'er faced the stubborn little old man and was at a loss for what to do. If she was a beauty, a money car or his handsome appearance, she would at least have a way to deal with her, but this old man couldn't be lustful of her, right? At this age, he was sure that his spirit, energy, and and divine were all in the realm of immortals. He would definitely not be able to see something as mundane as this.

"Forget it, let's go. These books are enough." Jiang Rong snorted at the old man, held the book angrily, pushed open the door with a bang, and walked out first.

Xuanyuan Mingxue hurriedly followed behind Jiang Rong, afraid that these choking little chilies would do something rash if they were angry.

On the other hand, Jiang Liu'er stayed in the bookstore. He felt that this little old man had a painting in him, and even if he didn't use a beauty trap, he still had to stay and get something out of this little old man.

"Old grandpa, how about I stay here and chat with you?"

Seeing that someone was willing to talk to him, the old man laughed heartily, turned around and poured a cup for Jiang Liu'er, "This is good stuff, do you know how to drink it?"

Jiang Liu'er took a sip of the tepid tea, and a sour taste blossomed on the tip of her tongue, "Good tea."