Douluo: Miss Tangmen, she burst into the audience

Chapter 63 Chihiro Disease
"I'll think about it." Lou Gao hesitated for a moment, choosing to explore other issues first, "What is your box for?"

He was also very interested in the black box in Tang Qingxi's hand, which was also an ore that could not be easily calcined, and he noticed a bloody smell after the box was opened.

"Guess?" Since he had to think about it, why would Tang Qingxi tell Lou Gao.

"Then, why is it said that the knife embryo was smelted and stored for several years under the furnace? How many people have you sacrificed to that knife embryo? It is full of evil. Why did you make such an evil weapon?" Lou Gao asked again. ask.

"I haven't sacrificed anyone alive, I just used blood to nourish it. As for why it was made, do you believe it when I say it is for killing gods?" Tang Qingxi looked up at Lou Gao with a smile.

"How can it be possible to have such evil nature just by using blood?" Lou Gao couldn't believe this at all. If there is any god-killing talk, just kidding, "...That's all, if you don't want to answer, I won't ask."

"That depends on who's blood is used, and what strength that person is. But it is true that sooner or later, two living people must be blood sacrificed to enter." It must be of the Title Douluo level.

After finishing speaking, Tang Qingxi smiled meaningfully, and walked out: "I'll go to assemble, and the fire in the stove will be continued for me. You can continue to forge parts with the remaining materials."

Such a short amount of time is not enough to forge a Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, and there are still some parts that have been forged with the remaining materials before, so as to gather all the parts needed for a Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.

Bibidong followed Tang Qingxi and walked out together, and came to Tang Qingxi's own residence next door.

Tang Qingxi sat at the table and began to assemble the parts in the box. Her hands were so fast that they even had afterimages.

Bibidong sat on the side, and the white cat that jumped onto the table after Tang Qingxi sat down, all stared at him intently.

The parts in Tang Qingxi's hands were gradually combined, and the hidden weapon began to take shape, and was gradually completed by Tang Qingxi part by part.

After a long time, a complete rainstorm pear blossom needle appeared in Tang Qingxi's hands, full of sharpness and danger.

The white cat Ah Rou's gaze was a little straight, and she looked at Bibi Dong blankly: "Can you understand?"

Bibi Dong nodded: "However, it will take time to fully learn."

Ah Rou slumped on the table, and said weakly: "I really don't have this talent, I'm so dizzy."

"Everyone has their own strengths, so don't force yourself if you don't understand it. Ning Fengqin's talent is indeed rare." Tang Qingxi looked at the rainstorm pear blossom needle in his hand, and after confirming that there was no problem, he put it back in the box.

Bibi Dong remained silent, it was this kind of talent that made her change from Ning Fengqin to Bibi Dong, trapped in this Spirit Hall.

"Okay, I'm going to get blood." Tang Qingxi got up.

As soon as these words came out, Bibi Dong's expression darkened, and then she sneered: "Go."

Tang Qingxi took out a short knife, weighed it in his hand, and walked towards the wall with the box.

Why doesn't she like to live in her own residence? It's just that there is an unaccustomed thing in this residence.

But there is no way, in order to be safe from being discovered, the only choice is her and Bibidong's residence. Raising Bibidong's place is too annoying for her, so she is raised at Tang Qingxi's side.

Tang Qingxi stepped on the floor tiles according to the law, and then operated on the cabinet beside him to open the cumbersome mechanism.

The whole wall was directly raised by half a meter, and there was another wall behind it. Tang Qingxi pushed the stone door on the wall before entering the secret room inside.

The secret room was very dark, except for a dimly lit ever-bright soul guide lamp hanging on the wall, which also had an unpleasant smell of decay. The entire wall of the secret room was covered with a layer of special material to prevent detection.

The structure in the secret room is very simple. There is a jade bed, on which lies a ragged person. Chains made of special materials are wrapped around the person's neck and limbs. The person's shoulder blades, wrists, and feet Naked nails are thicker than a finger and more than half a meter long. They penetrate the human body and are driven deep into the stone bed. There are almost black blood scabs on the nails.

Tang Qingxi walked to the stone bed, and looked indifferently at the dull-eyed and lifeless person on the stone bed.

"Long time no see, I'm here again." Tang Qingxi said, showing the dagger in his hand, "Do you want to guess where this knife fell today?"

At this moment, the person on the bed had some reaction, showing an extremely complicated expression, like remorse or resentment, but in the end, only fear remained.

Tang Qingxi put the box on the ground, and cut the man's wrist with a knife. The blood flowed out immediately, flowed into a small hole under the wrist, and then flowed to the edge of the bed along with a gully, and then dripped into the black box on the ground. middle.

"It's an extremely correct decision by Fengqin not to let you die easily. Titled Douluo's blood is so easy to use. In the past, at least one person was required to sacrifice blood to make the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle. You only need one box with your blood Well, it can be recycled.”

Tang Qingxi's unceremonious blow stimulated this person.

But feeling the loss of blood from the body, the person on the stone bed gradually fell into despair, staring at the dim ceiling without saying a word.

He is also almost speechless, and he has no chance to communicate with others in the dark life for many years.

Even occasionally when someone came in to feed and clean, he would be knocked unconscious first.

The person who came was still like a ghost, and he didn't even have the chance to see his face.

He knew who it was, it used to be his subordinate, but he didn't expect that the Titled Douluo who was sent to Bibi Dong's side in the past became his most loyal supporter in the end, and he was indifferent even seeing himself imprisoned here.

He also never imagined that he would end up in such a situation.

Tang Qingxi waited patiently, making another knife on his wrist from time to time.

Tang Qingxi took out a bottle of medicine powder and poured it on the box until the blood in the box overflowed the rainstorm pear blossom needle and filled the box.

This medicine powder has an excellent hemostatic effect, and it's not a problem to act on Title Douluo, but it hurts a little bit.

The person on the stone bed suddenly twitched in pain.

It's not over yet, Tang Qingxi then cut a piece of meat off his abdomen and picked it into the black box with a short knife, basically unwilling to touch this person.

After sprinkling some more powder, Tang Qingxi turned around and walked out.

There is no other treatment for his wounds. As for the Title Douluo at level 95, his own recovery ability is strong enough, so it's not worth it, and he doesn't deserve it.

After leaving the secret room, watching the door of the secret room close, Chihiro Ji's gaze returned to dead silence again. (This stuff was forcibly written by me. I am not willing to let him simply die in the background story. Of course it is very illogical. My personal wish is forced to do so. On this point, I would like to trouble readers here not to follow I'm thinking about logic, it's unreasonable.)
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