Great Eunuch of the Ming Dynasty

It turned out that Zhu Zhanji saw Wang Zhen's delay in bloodletting, so he took a dagger and cut open the palm of Wang Zhen's palm, and the blood flowed out all at once. It was not until the big bowl was filled that Wang Zhen secretly used the internal force of the Great Light Book to stop it. The blood flowed out, but the dizziness in front of his eyes caused Wang Zhen to fall on the reclining chair. He couldn't exert any strength all over his body, so he could only lie on the reclining chair to recover his strength.

"The quenching thing is ready, start preparing for quenching!!!" The old swordsmith A yelled at the old swordsmiths B and C, and then solemnly held the big sea bowl and walked towards the stove step by step walk slowly.

"Go away! Stay away!" The old swordsmith B cursed at the apprentices, and then came to the side of the stove by himself.

The old swordsmith C stretched out his hand and grabbed the pliers, and immediately clamped the eight-faced Han sword that was roasting in the stove. The soldiers came out.

"Quenching!!!" The old swordsmith A yelled, and under the nervous attention of everyone in the yard, he poured the blood from the big bowl in his hand onto the still red sword.

"Boom!!!" There was a muffled thunder, and a thick dark cloud suddenly condensed in the sky above Jiangzuojian. The friction of the dark cloud was electrified, as if lightning was brewing.

"Could it be Thunder Tribulation???" Wang Zhen looked weakly at the dark clouds in the sky and thought in a daze.

Chapter 251 The so-called rivers and lakes

Chapter 251 The so-called rivers and lakes

In several alleys next to Jiangzuojian's yard, some old men stretched their necks and looked at the dark clouds above Jiangzuojian's yard, their eyes were full of expectation and desire.

This small courtyard is a private house of the craftsman supervisor in a slum in the capital. It was a house that an official of the craftsman supervisor accepted bribes at the beginning. Unfortunately, after Wang Zhen took charge of Dongchang, he got evidence of the official's corruption and bribery. He was taken to the small black room in the East Factory, and he told what he had done in one night, and the house was also owned by the craftsman and supervisor. This Wang Zhen deliberately took the man who made the magic weapon for fishing. The location is placed here, just to make those ambitious people feel that it is easy to start here.

"Crack!!!" A bolt of lightning slashed fiercely on the sword that had just been quenched, and the swordsmiths A, B, and C, who were connected to the sword, were smashed on the outside and tender on the inside, and fell to the ground. rise.

"Master!!!" The three apprentices of the swordsmith shouted and were about to step forward to check whether their master was alive or dead, but before they rushed to the front, they saw a group of people jumping in from outside the courtyard wall. Headed towards the divine soldiers on the ground.

"These people are here to snatch the magic weapon!" the eldest disciple of the old swordsmith A shouted loudly.

"Who dares to snatch the magic weapon? Pass my king's sledgehammer first!" The muscular king sledgehammer swung the sledgehammer, shouting, and swung it at the enemies who came to snatch the magic weapon.

Wang Dachui's enemy was an old man in beggar's clothes, the creases on his face seemed to be filled with greasy mud.

"Fuck you!" Wang Dachui yelled, but the hammer did not hit the old man in beggar clothes. His head was slapped into his chest, and the honest old man turned out to be a ruthless gangster.

"The magic weapon has been made, hurry up and snatch it!!!" There was a shout from the alleys around the Jiangzuojian yard, and then all kinds of martial arts people ran out from the alleys in all directions.

Some are dressed as beggars, some are dressed as wealthy businessmen, and some are dressed as scholars, but these people all have one thing in common, that is, they are all elderly, and they are all top-notch masters. Zhu Zhanji's complexion changed. In his cognition, when did Daming have so many first-class masters?And they are all hidden in various identities, which is simply a great hidden danger for Daming. Fortunately, Wang Zhen thought of this method, otherwise I don't know how many fish slipped through the net.

"Xiao Zhenzi, how are you? Have you recovered your strength?" Zhu Zhanji looked at Wang Zhen who was lying on the recliner, and asked with concern.

"Brother, my younger brother advises you to find a corner to hide and watch the show. I'm not in a hurry. Brother, why are you in a hurry? My younger brother has recovered a long time ago, and I just want to watch a good show." Wang Zhen's expression was bright and pure. Said.

Zhu Zhanji's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he said with a sinister smile: "I knew you were full of bad water, okay, then I will accompany you to the theater!" After speaking, Zhu Zhanji found a Maza, Sitting in the corner, leaning against the corner, his eyes looked at the first-class masters who were fighting for the sword, as if they were watching a big show.

"Who dares to snatch the artifact from the old man? This old man is the old man of the Jiuchongtian of Binghuo Island!!!" An old man with afro hair grabbed onto the artifact and shouted.

"Your grandma can't be anyone! This old man shows off his smoking patriarch, do you dare to be disrespectful to him? Give me the artifact!" The long stainless steel cigarette pouch in the hands of the smoking patriarch hit the arm of old man Jiuchongtian holding the artifact. go.

The old man Jiuchongtian wanted to use the artifact to block it, but he didn't expect the artifact to be very heavy. He was unprepared for a while and didn't even lift it up. The pipe rod of the smoking ancestor hit his arm all of a sudden, knocking Jiuchongtian away. The old man's arm was broken.

"Ah! The old man's arm!" Jiu Chongtian cried out in pain, holding his right arm with his left hand.

"This old man is Shi Kelang from Shijiazhuang. Who dares to snatch it from this old man? Are you dying?" A tall and mighty old man shone his muscles and shouted at everyone.

When everyone saw Shi Kelang, their faces were gloomy. Shi Kelang was a leader in the arena decades ago. His kung fu skills are invincible and he has created the myth of invincibility. Many years have passed, Shi Kelang's prestige is still somewhat intimidating among many old people.

"I'm going to order this artifact!" the sect master of Xuanhe Sect, Smoking Patriarch, took a deep puff of cigarette, and then said in a puff.

Shi Kelang frowned, and said in a low voice: "Old smoker, you dare to be an enemy of this old man, are you tired of living? Do you still remember how Hong Tashan, the former head of your Xuanhe Sect, died? Really! Miserable! My head was smashed, tsk tsk tsk!"

"Shi Kelang! How do you know about this?" The smoking patriarch pointed at Shi Kelang in shock and anger and said, "Could it be? Could it be that you did this?"

"Hahaha! Of course it was done by the old man. At the beginning, that old man in Hong Tashan didn't want to marry his daughter to the old man, he had to marry you, so in a fit of anger, the old man killed that old man in Hongtashan. It's a pity that his flowery daughter married you, it's really a flower stuck in cow dung." Shi Kelang raised his head and said proudly, as if this matter is worth showing off.

"Ah!!! Master!!! Today, I finally let my apprentice find the enemy who killed you, Shi Kelang! I will fight with you!" The smoking ancestor shouted with bloodshot eyes, and pointed the long pipe pole in his hand. Shi Kelang called.

"Xiao Zhenzi, is this the so-called Jianghu? Why is it so chaotic? The parents are short-sighted, and it is not as exciting and exciting as I imagined." Zhu Zhanji looked at the scene in front of him, curled his lips, and said to Wang Zhen.

"Brother doesn't know. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. The rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing. The rivers and lakes are people's ways of the world. A lone ranger will never enter the rivers and lakes. The rivers and lakes are also a huge and complicated whirlpool of community of interests. The younger brother also feels that he wants to It's a bit troublesome to peel off the cocoon, so I just cut the mess with a sharp knife, crushed it directly with the power of the court, and destroyed all the forces or individuals that hinder us, wouldn't it be clean and neat." Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"Well, once you say that, then I understand what it means. It's like going to sleep. You just take off your pants and get on. You don't need to do any foreplay. You just cover your head with a quilt and fall asleep when you're done. Don't play with those nonsense." Zhu Zhanji, who is the supreme, spoke vulgar language in the market, which shocked Wang Zhen.

"Brother, is it really okay for you to tell the eunuch this to my younger brother?" Wang Zhen muttered helplessly.

Chapter 252 Ding Sirius

Chapter 252 Ding Sirius

When Shi Kelang smashed the cigarette pipe pole of the smoking ancestor with one fist and beat the smoking ancestor to death, the first-class masters around him stood still. After all, Shi Kelang's reputation is there, and They had just beaten to death the smoking patriarch who was similar in strength to them. Everyone wanted to get this world's number one artifact, but they couldn't lose their lives because of this artifact.

"Hahaha! Since everyone doesn't want this artifact, I will reluctantly take charge of it!" Shi Kelang laughed and walked to the side of the artifact, and picked up the artifact that fell on the ground.

I saw that the light on this sword made according to the pattern of the Eight-faced Han Sword was slowly introverted into the sword, showing a simple and ordinary appearance. Those who didn't know thought it was an ordinary Eight-faced Han sword Same.

"The treasure is self-deprecating!!!" Shi Kelang exclaimed, his eyes filled with joy of getting this artifact.

"Everyone, since the artifact has been obtained by the old man, then the old man will take a step first!" Shi Kelang yelled, and with the sword in his hand, he jumped and jumped out of the yard, trying to escape.

"Hehe, can you run away?" Wang Zhen sneered, his blood nerves began to flow, and the sword felt Wang Zhen's breath, and it changed from a rigid straight sword to a straight one in Shi Kelang's hand. It got up, and the shape began to become weird.

"Ah!!!" Shi Kelang screamed in mid-air, fell down from the mid-air, and rolled on the ground of the yard while screaming.

"How did this happen? Just now, the old man seemed to see that the artifact was deformed, and he bent himself and cut off Shi Kelang's arm." An old man in the clothes of a rich merchant exclaimed.

"Could this be the power of this artifact? This artifact can be deformed?" A group of old men with the realm of first-class masters guessed.

The sword still held by Shi Kelang's broken arm on the ground flew up and headed towards Wang Zhen's direction.

"Wang Zhen!!!" An old man who knew Wang Zhen's appearance shouted in horror.

"What? This is Wang Zhen, the number one master in the world? Not good! This is a trap! Run!" An old man shouted with a ferocious expression, and was about to use his posture to move out of the yard.

Wang Zhen grabbed the sword, looked at the blood on the blade, and praised: "It's really a good sword. Today, the governor will need the blood of hundreds of first-class masters to strike you!"

"I don't know what name you plan to give this magic weapon?" Zhu Zhanji asked.

"The musket that my little brother transformed is a captive-killing rifle, and this sword is called Ding Tianlang! As the saying goes, look northwest and shoot Sirius!" Wang Zhen said, looking at the sword.

"Then why do you call it Ding Sirius? Even if it has a name, it must be called Wang Sirius?" Zhu Zhanji asked puzzled.

Wang Zhen said embarrassingly: "It's just that my little brother looks like the shape of a T-shaped sword."

"..." Zhu Zhanji looked at Wang Zhen in bewilderment, unable to form words to refute him for a while.

"Where are you going? Evil Resisting Sword Art—Pro!" Wang Zhen stood up from the reclining chair, holding Ding Sirius in his right hand, and squeezed an orchid finger with his left hand. With a soft sound from his body, a sword light slashed towards an old man who had jumped onto the courtyard wall.

Before the old man could turn around, he was cut in half by Jianmang. His upper body fell outside the yard, but his lower body fell into the yard. Dried intestines and other things were splashed everywhere. Zhanji vomited out everything he ate last night.

"Since we can't run away, let's fight this dead eunuch!" Shi Kelang, who stood up from the ground, waved his only arm and shouted, wanting the rest of the first-rate masters to deal with Wang Zhen together.