My host is cold and scumbag

He Chengwu yelled at Yang Qiu to catch him regardless: "What are you doing?"

The flash of inspiration that was interrupted by the black hat just now reappeared.

If...if this Shenxiu is also real.

There are two magic weapons in this world, will there be...

Two people.

The warmth from the hug from the black hat seemed to still be on his body. He suddenly realized something, but was a little hesitant. Yang Qiu stared at He Chengwu and said worriedly, "Brother Xiaowu, don't let your imagination run wild. Shenxiu is not the only one in the world who looks like this."

He Chengwu looked at Yang Qiu, his expression somewhat distorted as he transitioned from crying to laughing.

As a weapon, Shenxiu's form itself is unique. How could there be a second one? Why would there be a second one? Even if there was a second one, why would it be a broken sword?

Yang Qiu quickly patted He Chengwu on the shoulder: "Don't think too much."

He Chengwu looked at Yang Qiu: "Xiao Qiu, do you know something?"

"Why are you so used to it? Have you known these things for a long time?"

Yang Qiu avoided He Chengwu's sight: "This is all for the good of all of us. If you really want to know the answer, then go down. If someone is willing to tell you, that's your ability, but it's impossible for me to say it."

This was one of the conditions of the deal between the Yang family and that person.

He Chengwu's face turned pale. Yang Qiu wiped the dust off the stone platform. Shenxiu's sword was a heavy sword, and its shape was indeed very special. Yang Qiu guessed that Shenxiu's sword should be a key, but now there was a "bad key" inserted in the keyhole, and Shenxiu's blade was a cross shape, so she didn't know how to start.

Huang Yan stood aside and watched for a long time, and suddenly suggested: "Do you want to try and press it down?"

The length of Shenxiu is also different from other weapons. Yang Qiu had just thought about this, but he was afraid that if Shenxiu was really knocked out of the keyhole, he would not be able to pull it out. Wouldn’t it be completely destroyed?

After all, they have a ready-made Shenxiu in their hands, but now Shenxiu is being taken away by Shousheng, so there is no way to deal with it for the time being.

Yang Taisui came over and muttered, "Then we can't just wait here like an idiot. After all, our food and drinks are almost gone. If we want to go out, what should we do now? We should hurry up."

"Besides, this trip is probably the last time. I guess you guys don't want to come again."

What Yang Taisui said made sense. Yang Qiu exhaled and called someone over: "Try it, knock it down."

Yue Qiu looked for something convenient, and finally moved a stone and smashed it on the broken end of Shenxiu. Shenxiu went in half an inch, and Yang Qiu lay on the ground and heard a slight sound.

Her eyes widened: "Knock again."

Yue Qiu gathered his strength and knocked again.

Yang Qiu heard the sound of the mechanism rolling again, so she signaled Yue Qiu to hit it a few more times.

When only a little bit of the broken sword was left, she asked Yue Qiu to stop. Yang Taisui frowned as he looked at her, "No, it's not long enough."

The broken sword was inserted into the keyhole. In fact, they didn't know how long the broken sword was left. If it was really not enough, it would be really blocked now.

Yang Qiu was a little confused for a moment. Yang Taisui said again: "How about trying to twist it?"

Everyone looked at Yang Taisui, who laughed dryly and touched his nose: "The keys to our room doors are just like this."

Yang Qiu stared at the broken end of the sword for a long time, and finally adopted Yang Taisui's idea. They found some clothes and wrapped the sword god several times. When it was no longer prickly to touch, Yang Qiu tried to twist, but the girl was still too weak. Finally, Yang Qiu asked Brother Yue Qiu to come over.

Brother Yueqiu seemed to be struggling as well. Finally, he called over the strong brothers in the team, and the two of them started exerting force from the left and right. You know what, they really twisted him.

A vibration sound suddenly sounded behind them. Before they could come to their senses from the sudden sound, a narrow crack slowly appeared in the stone wall behind them under the scattered light of the flashlight. As the crack gradually expanded, the surrounding wind poured in through the crack.

The wind whistled and poured into the space in the crack, as if it had alarmed thousands of dead souls to wail in the night sky. Something pitch-black was poured out from the crack and came towards us like dust.

"what!!!"

Someone shouted, and Yang Qiu quickly asked everyone to lie down.

Now they had nowhere to run and could only gamble. But Yang Taisui suddenly shouted in horror: "What are these things, they..."

"Xiao Qiu, Da Wu!!!"

Yang Qiu and He Chengwu stood up quickly and shone the flashlight beam over. They saw a large white shadow covering Yang Taisui. Yang Qiu's face turned pale and he rushed over quickly.

Yang Taisui screamed, "Damn it! They bite people! Damn it!!"

When Yang Qiu pounced on him, she even felt the pulling force coming from Yang Taisui. This thing could actually drag people. She was terrified and shouted, "Someone, hold him down."

At Yang Qiu's command, He Chengwu hurriedly slapped the things on Yang Taisui's body, and then pressed on Yang Taisui. For a moment, everyone became confused and piled on Yang Taisui like a small mountain.

Above them, a shadow was floating, covering the moon. It seemed to sense the faint smell of food, and suddenly rushed towards the abyss below the stone platform. After a narrow escape, Yang Taisui cried out in pain. Yang Qiu knelt on the ground, holding a flashlight and sweeping left and right, but only saw a few white corpses with wings on the ground.

When she looked closely, she found that it was the white butterfly that Fifteen had fled in fear when he saw it in the mountains before.

With such a strong wind, this butterfly could actually fly in such an environment. She was a little shocked. He Chengwu picked up a butterfly with a very solemn expression. On the other hand, Yang Taisui, who had escaped death, had dense red spots on his face.

He cursed at this time: "Damn, there are so many people, why did they only catch me, is there something wrong with this thing?"

He felt itchy all over his body and face, and couldn't help scratching. He Chengwu grabbed Yang Taisui's hand and said, "Stop scratching, it will ruin your appearance."

Yang Taisui couldn't help scratching his face with his other hand: "What the hell is this?"

He glanced at the butterflies on the ground and couldn't help stepping on them a few times. "This is the first time I've seen butterflies that eat people. What the hell is this place? So what did we do just now? We just let this thing out?"

Hearing this, Yang Qiu stood up quickly, holding a flashlight and walking into the stone door behind her, she saw several bodies hanging upside down in the cave. There were also several white butterflies lingering on the bodies. Yang Qiu stepped back a few steps in disgust, and everyone saw this scene.

He Chengwu took a look and frowned, "Could it be that the people or animals sacrificed by the tribe above were all used to feed this thing?"

But this doesn't make sense, there are so many of them here.

Why did those things swarm and attack only Yang Taisui?