"Thank you so much, who told you I was going to the capital? I'm going to go if he tells me to? What about my little corpse?"

"You have a junior sister? Who is she?" Pu Yao asked curiously.

"She is the most beautiful woman in the world who can satisfy all my fantasies. You won't understand even if I tell you."

When Pu Yao heard this, his heart was moved. Human love? It could be used.

"Oh, forget it, just kill it, but don't waste it."

As Gu Qingfeng spoke, he began to search for the Qiankun Ring in Gu Yang's flesh paste.

Gu Qingfeng firmly believed that a descendant of a big family like this could not go out without a Qiankun Ring containing tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Sure enough, after some searching, they really found a blood-stained Qiankun Ring.

Gu Qingfeng pinched it with his fingers with some disgust, thinking of rubbing it against Pu Yao's body, and at the same time irritating him and making him beat him up.

Who knew that when he turned around, the Pu demon had disappeared.

"Fuck! Leaving? No, you have to punch me first before you leave! Just one punch!"

At this time, Pu Yao's indifferent voice came into Gu Qingfeng's ears from a distance along with the sound of the wind: "Gu Qingfeng, remember, everything should be done according to the plan."

"Pu Yao I ***"

Gu Qingfeng looked up to the sky to try to keep Pu Yao, but he could no longer hear Pu Yao's voice.

He suddenly felt like he had missed a mountain of gold.

I finally met the leader of the seven demon generals, but in the end I didn't hit him at all. It was a huge loss.

It’s all that damn Gu Yang’s fault. If he hadn’t interrupted me, I would have definitely not been able to escape this punch.

An angry Gu Qingfeng hurriedly looked through Gu Yang's Qiankun Ring, hoping to find some comfort.

After a moment, Gu Qingfeng smiled happily. He was indeed a son of a noble family and was truly wealthy. There were as much as a thousand taels of gold in the Qiankun Ring, as well as many elixirs, talismans, and secret manuals. But why were there no spiritual weapons?

Gu Qingfeng suddenly remembered that this boy seemed to be carrying a long sword when he came, so he hurriedly searched through the blood and found a long sword of ancient texture.

sonorous!

The long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed.

After the cold light dissipated, Gu Qingfeng stared at the sword in shock.

Where is the sword?

Why does this sword have no blade but only a hilt?

Where did that cold light just now come from?

Gu Qingfeng reached out to touch it, wanting to see if there was really no sword body, but when he picked it up, he suddenly felt a hint of coolness and fine lines, as if he touched the wings of some insect.

He quickly raised the sword above his head and held it up to the sun, and sure enough, the sword appeared.

The sword was actually almost transparent and very thin, thinner than a piece of paper. If it weren't for the insect wing-like patterns on the sword, it wouldn't be visible even under the sun.

Gu Qingfeng was secretly amazed. He looked at the sword carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the patterns on the sword were familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.

After pondering for a moment, Gu Qingfeng suddenly had an idea!

Isn’t this the pattern on the wings of a cicada?

In modern times, Gu Qingfeng often caught cicadas in the summer when he was a child, so he was naturally impressed by the cicada's wings.

"Could it be that the blade of this sword is made from the wings of some kind of cicada monster?"

Gu Qingfeng gently swung the sword, and suddenly the sword body emitted bursts of high-frequency cicada chirping, which seemed to carry some kind of sonic attack, making people's ears very uncomfortable. This was when he did not use any force.

It is conceivable how loud the sound waves caused by the cicada's chirping will be once it is waved hard.

While the cicadas' chirping had not yet stopped, Gu Qingfeng reached out to touch the sword blade and was surprised to find that the blade was vibrating at a high frequency, cutting a part of his hand at least hundreds of times in just one second.

Gu Qingfeng retracted his fingers, looked carefully, and found that there were some white marks on his hands.

This surprised Gu Qingfeng very much. You know, although he has not yet activated his indestructible body, his body defense should not be underestimated even in normal state. But this sword could actually leave a white mark, which shows how sharp it is.

After much thought, Gu Qingfeng decided to drip blood to recognize the sword as his master first. This was the fastest way to understand the sword.

Since the previous owner is dead, the sword is now ownerless and can be pierced directly with blood.

So he swung his sword violently, and a sound similar to a sonic boom of cicadas suddenly filled the air.

The next moment, the long sword cut on the fingers, and the sound of metal clashing was endless.

Gu Qingfeng's fingers felt a little bit, but the skin was not cut, only the white mark became a little deeper.

I couldn't chop it down, so I just started cutting it, like sawing a tree, one cut, two cuts...

After a stick of incense, Gu Qingfeng's finger was finally cut a little. He squeezed out the blood quickly, fearing that the wound would heal too slowly.

Finally, after great efforts, Gu Qingfeng succeeded in recognizing his master by dripping blood.

He also obtained information about the sword.

Xuan-level high-grade spiritual weapon [Cicada Wing]

Ability 1: Cicada chirping, sonic attack.

Ability 2: Sharpness. The blade is extremely sharp, and as thin as a cicada's wing, the force-bearing surface is small, so it is even sharper.

Ability three: High-frequency cutting. When swinging the sword, the sword body will vibrate at a high frequency. One sword strike is equivalent to hundreds of sword strikes.

Gu Qingfeng was overjoyed. He was worthy of being a member of one of the four major families. He carried with him a top-grade Xuan-level spiritual weapon, which was one grade higher than the current Wooden King Sword.

Although he didn't get hit by Pu Yao's iron fist this time, at least he made a lot of money.

Feeling Gu Yang's generosity, Gu Qingfeng carefully counted the Qiankun Ring to see if there was anything valuable.

The elixirs and talismans were basically of high quality, but the variety was similar to what he had exchanged at the Demon Suppression Bureau, or even less complete than what he had.

After counting for a long time, a book caught his attention.

Gu Yang doesn't have many books, but this one is the only one placed alone, and its color is different from the other books. It is light gold, but it doesn't look like it is made of gold. The pages fit together very well, like silk.

Such an extraordinary material attracted Gu Qingfeng. He picked up the book and saw three big words written on the cover.

【Dragon Magic】

He couldn't wait to start flipping through it, and after a while, Gu Qingfeng understood it.

It turns out that this is the Gu family's inherited martial arts technique, which is specially developed for one's own bloodline. It can be said that it is most suitable for people with dragon bloodline to practice.

For people with dragon blood, practicing Dragon God Skill can achieve twice the result with half the effort, and it can also help develop blood and increase blood concentration.