super hate ring

Chapter 646 Bloody Scene

And the ancestor of the blood dragon is obviously a key point. Whether the ancestor of the blood dragon can come out of the mountain will determine the pattern of the continent on the edge of Xiniuzhou, and affect the hearts of all humans and goblins.

"Uncle, you have already died once for your father. No matter what, you are worthy of your father. Father, Izumi knows, and definitely does not want you to do stupid things again. Besides, Xiao Yu is alone and has no one to rely on. With uncle around, it is okay Take care of Xiaoyu, if uncle goes away, Xiaoyu will be left alone."

Flying Tiger has been a rascal for 20 years, just to give Jiang Yu a hope of revenge, and now Jiang Yu feels that he should also give Flying Tiger a reason to live.

Flying Tiger was silent for a long time, then nodded: "Master is dead, Xiaoyu, you are my master of Flying Tiger, I should take good care of you for old master."

The matter finally came to an end, the goblins of all races gathered and went to the Blood Dragon Forest to meet the Blood Dragon Patriarch. Half a month later, Yang Jiangyu was going back to Yangjia Village. After Jiang Fan decided to send her back, he took the goblins from Yaodan Mountain to the blood dragon forest.

"Brother Jiang, leave the Leng Yandao to you for safekeeping. Uncle said that when the Leng Yandao was born, someone can sense it. If I hold it like this, I will definitely be found."

Walking on the mountain road, Yang Jiangyu handed Leng Yandao to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan looked at Yang Jiangyu with a smile: "In the Flying Tiger's Cave, who said he hated goblins? I'm a goblin. You actually gave your father's relics to a goblin for safekeeping. The sun really came out from the north."

"Oh, can you stop talking about it?" Yang Jiangyu said angrily. All her hatred for goblins came from Flying Tiger. Now that she knew that Flying Tiger had never betrayed her father, Yang Jiangyu still hated goblins so much, but felt that goblins are better than humans.

These years, because of the Flying Tiger's ban, none of the goblins dared to offend the Yang family village, but the surrounding human fortresses often bullied the people of the Yang family village.

After having no grudges against goblins, Yang Jiangyu suddenly felt that goblins are much cuter than humans.

"Okay then, keep it for me temporarily, and let me know when you need it." Jiang Fan took the Lengyan knife and threw it into the hatred space.

Yang Jiangyu looked at Jiang Fan's body strangely, because Jiang Fan took out so many snowy ginseng grass, she knew that Jiang Fan should have a magic weapon to hide things, but she still didn't know where Jiang Fan hid the Lengyan knife.

"I probably won't use it anymore. I don't want to kill anyone. Brother Jiang, you can refine the Xueqing Pill and keep it for yourself. I will also use the Leng Yan Dao."

Yang Jiangyu said with relief that revenge has always been the biggest haze in Yang Jiangyu's heart for 20 years, and now that the haze is gone, he feels so good.

"You want to hurt me?"

Jiang Fan scanned Leng Yan Dao with his hate ring, and asked, "Can I use this weapon?" To be honest, Jiang Fan really wanted to use Leng Yan Dao, and he knew that this knife was extremely powerful after scanning it with his spiritual sense.

This is not the key point. The key point is that Jiang Fan feels that the power displayed by the Leng Yan Dao is just the tip of the iceberg. It seems that there is still ice as deep as a bottomless pit for digging. Jiang Fan can't imagine how powerful the Leng Yan Dao will be in the end. .

"Reminder, Leng Yan Dao is a magic knife, and there is a sleeping evil sword spirit inside. Blood splashing on the blade will strengthen the energy of the evil sword spirit and eventually wake up.

The more people killed, the higher the level, the stronger the energy of the evil sword spirit, and the greater the power of the cold Yan knife.

Before refining the evil sword spirit and letting the evil sword spirit recognize its master, the evil breath of the evil sword spirit will backlash against the knife holder, and finally control the wielder's intelligence, completely becoming the puppet of Leng Yandao.

I advise the master not to overuse the Leng Yan Dao, the meridians will be damaged by the madness, and the hatred value can be perfectly restored.

However, the spiritual intelligence is controlled, and it does not belong to the scope of hatred value restoration. The master must be cautious when dealing with Leng Yandao. "

Jiang Fan took a deep breath, imagining himself being controlled by Leng Yandao, and shook his head vigorously.

"Then can I refine the evil sword spirit of this Leng Yan Dao?" Jiang Fan heard the key words of the ring, as long as he refines the evil sword spirit, he can fully own this powerful sword.

Jiang Fan wanted this knife too much. According to the characteristics of this knife, it is a knife that can be upgraded.

Whether warriors or cultivators, they all have the same confusion, that is, the continuation of weapons.

A good weapon is very important, and to make a good weapon, you must keep in touch with the weapon, and finally reach the point where the person and the weapon are one.

However, warriors and cultivators can upgrade. If a person upgrades their weapons but does not upgrade them, it will be a scam. At that time, they can only change their weapons.

Although it can be forged and upgraded, many weapons themselves cannot be forged. Even if they can be forged and upgraded, it is very troublesome. It is very good to have an upgradeable knife directly.

Jiang Fan's flying sword can be upgraded, but he can't hold a weapon, just like the silver electric whip. After Jiang Fan took it back, he kept it in the space and never used it again. Worse than a handful of hemp rope.

So much so that Jiang Fan is now using the inner qi sword, which is far less powerful than a real magic weapon, let alone a powerful weapon like the Lengyan knife.

Jiang Fan was eager to use Leng Yan Dao.

"Hint, no." The word "ring" seemed to pour a basin of ice water on Jiang Fan's face.

"Then when will I be able to refine this knife?" Jiang Fan said unwillingly.

"Reminder, the master's level is not enough, so I can't tell you."

"I beg you, just reveal it."

"Okay, about the Nascent Soul Stage."

"Yuanying..." Jiang Fan opened his mouth wide, and calculated, now his cultivation base is at the third level of Qi training, and at the Yuanying stage... fuck you.

"So tell Master not to use Leng Yan Dao lightly."

Jiang Fan gave up completely, threw the Lengyan knife to the corner, mixed it with other sundries, and never cared about it again.

"Brother Jiang, what kind of monster are you?" Yang Jiangyu suddenly asked Jiang Fan with great interest, looking very curious.

"I'm not a monster." Jiang Fan glared at Yang Jiangyu.

"Stop pretending." Yang Jiangyu pouted, not believing Jiang Fan's words at all, and suddenly smiled and whispered to Jiang Fan: "I will follow you to travel the world, okay?"

"Why do you want to be my oil bottle?" Jiang Fan gave Yang Jiangyu a suspicious look.

"My Leng Yan Dao is with you."

"Then I'll give it back to you." Jiang Fan said that he wanted to return Leng Yandao to Jiang Yu, but Jiang Yu hurriedly said, "I don't want it."

"Then don't follow me."

"Okay, my knife is with you, I want to follow you."

"Are you playing a rascal? How can you be as virtuous as your uncle?"

Jiang Yu said faintly: "I just want to see the outside world. After so many years of revenge, life is not fun. Brother Jiang has such a high level of cultivation and high medical skills. He is still a elixir teacher. With you, life must be very exciting .”

"Let's not be naive, okay? Let me tell you, I have killed [-] people if not [-]. Almost all of them are living a life of licking blood. If you don't keep up with me, you will lose your life one day. You Let’s stay in Yang Family Village.”

"No, please, Brother Jiang, let me follow you. I am not afraid of death. I can still wash your clothes and cook for you. If you are bored by yourself, I can still talk with you." Yang Jiangyu pulled Jiang Fan's clothes Sleeves, mouth pouted, small face trying to put on a cute look, eyes looking at Jiang Fan sincerely.

"For the last time, I will never bring a tow bottle on the road. Put away your girlish feelings. Life in Yangjia Village is so harmonious. If you go outside, you will know that life outside is even crueler."

"If you don't take it with you, you still have so many excuses." Yang Jiangyu let go of Jiang Fan's sleeve angrily, his face could almost see water, he weighed his feet, and flew in the direction of Yangjiacun.

"It's really faster to turn your face than to turn a book."

Jiang Fan shook his head. When Yang Jiangyu faced Flying Tiger, she had a low IQ but was very quiet. As soon as she left Flying Tiger, she returned to her true nature as that female liar. Jiang Fan couldn't stand being by his side.

We will be in Yangjia Village soon, and we can finally get rid of this female liar.

The two landed outside the gate of Yangjia Village one after the other. Yang Jiangyu shouted: "Uncles, grandpas and aunts, Xiaoyu is back. I have avenged my revenge. Come out and greet me."

Yang Jiangyu yelled enthusiastically, waiting for the villagers to come out to greet him happily, but after waiting for a long time, no one came out, and the whole valley was eerily quiet.

"What's going on?" The smile on Yang Jiangyu's face faded and he frowned.

A faint smell of blood came over, Jiang Fan's heart skipped a beat, his consciousness swept into the village, Jiang Fan was startled by the scene in the village, speechless.

Yang Jiangyu seemed to realize something, and trotted into the village. The scene in front of her made her expression freeze, and she stared blankly at the scene in front of her.

"How could this be?" Yang Jiangyu murmured.

The Yangjia Village and the ruins in front of him are undoubtedly, the houses are all collapsed, the medicinal herbs in the yard are scattered everywhere, and the corpses of the villagers of Yangjia Village are scattered all over the ruins.

"Grandpa, grandpa." Yang Jiangyu ran towards the corpse of an old man, the old man who was holding a walking stick before. The old man was already out of breath, and one arm fell in the distance.

"Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang, wake up."

"Xiaomei, Zhang Xiaowei..."

Yang Jiangyu kept running between the corpses, shaking the corpses, crying and shouting, heartbroken, Jiang Fan knew that it was useless, his spiritual sense had already swept through every corpse, and no one survived.

"Huahua." Yang Jiangyu saw another corpse, and covered his mouth with his slender palm, not even daring to cry. Seeing the corpse, Jiang Fan felt as if his heart had been hit hard.

The girl who pretended to be sick and pretended to be Yang Jiangyu fell in a pool of blood. There was a wide opening in her little dress, and the surrounding blood flowed from the long and deep wound, blurring a large area of ​​the ground.

"Who is it, who wants to do this, who is so cruel, our Yang Family Village has never had any big enemies, who killed them, who is it?"

Yang Jiangyu hugged Huahua's body and wept bitterly, her eyes were blood red. At this moment, Yang Jiangyu's hatred was more than her hatred for Flying Tiger in the past 20 years combined.

(End of this chapter)