Fast travel, death collection system

Cang Moliu was dressed in dark green single clothes, with two clogs with black straps on his feet, his long black hair was not tied up, and he looked very rude and loose.

As soon as he reached the brass door, the outer brass ring turned black and knocked.

The knock on the door was a woman dressed in nocturnal black, with sassy eyes and fiery red lips.She carried a heavily tied man on her shoulders, and when she saw the door open, she showed some joy.

"I'm looking for a swordsmith." She put her left hand on her waist and changed her standing position. After thinking for a while, she felt that her address was a bit ambiguous, "It's the... swordsmith who wants to bring someone here."

She was a little guilty when she saw the handsome and pale man in front of her, wondering if she didn't understand: "It's the swordsmith!"

"I am." Cang Moliu said softly and slowly, he glanced at the woman in front of him, turned around and walked towards the sword casting platform in the courtyard, "Come in."

Si Zhiyan swung her two seductive thighs, closed the door, and followed behind the man who only spoke six words, looking around at this place full of natural wildness among the overgrown grass. Shi Deng looked a little solemn.

After looking at it for a while, she felt a little uncomfortable with the silent atmosphere, and couldn't help talking to the man in front of her: "You are really different from the rumors in the Jianghu. I thought you were a rough guy, but I didn't expect..." The woman's voice was low After coming down, he muttered to himself, "I didn't expect him to be a tall and handsome man..."

Seeing that the swordsmith ignored her, she didn't feel anything at all, she was quite familiar with it: "I heard that you cast swords for people because of eye luck, look at me, do you have fate?"

With one hand behind his back, Cang Moliu led the man to the sword-casting platform, signaling to the woman who was talking nonstop along the way to put him down. At this moment, the servant brought hundreds of poisonous tongues bought outside in a bamboo basket.

He waved his hand to order people to retreat, Cang Moliu walked over and lifted the bamboo cover, the snakes inside were hissing and screaming, he heard these snakes plotting to kill everyone here, he pinched the snake that was rushing towards him. The two snakes said softly to the bamboo basket: "I won't kill you, just spit all the venom into the water tank, see there. After finishing it, I'll eat it for you—"

Before he could say anything, there was a hissing sound inside.

【Frog frog hiss~】

[What's delicious about frogs, eat voles hiss! 】

[I want to eat voles and frogs, hiss~]

[Hiss~ You guys are really worthless, I once ate a white sparrow, and that was delicious! 】……

He poured out two baskets full of colorful poisonous snakes.Looking at these worthless things, I can't help sighing: Baiyu seems to be more promising than these things.

Thinking of this, he remembered that the snake with dark blue scales had been placed in Party B's Sumeru by himself. It hadn't been released in the last world for decades, and he didn't know if it was dead or not.

"Okay, there is a chicken at night, let's go."

Si Zhiyan only heard the man say something to the group of poisonous snakes that made her hairy, and the group of horrible things that only bite people obediently lined up to the concave pool that seemed to be used for quenching. As he swam over, he opened his mouth with sharp teeth and sprayed poisonous juice into it.

"You've become a genius!" Si Zhiyan was dumbfounded, and looked at the man with a stiff neck.This man with his clothes unbuttoned and his long hair untied, looking so sloppy that one couldn't help but want to step forward to help him tighten his skirt, at this moment, this man seemed to become mysterious in an instant.

"You use a sword?"

Cang Moliu draws out the molten iron from the cauldron furnace and pours it into a sword-shaped stone trough.His movements are steady and serious, as if he is doing the most important thing in his life.

Si Zhiyan just came back to her senses and threw the big man on her shoulders to the ground. She smiled brightly: "I asked for it for my sweetheart. He is good at using swords, but he didn't have the right hand. I also found it after hearing the rumors in the world. I thought I was going to return in vain."

"Who is your sweetheart?" He asked.

"Gongyang Yuzhi..." The woman's face turned slightly red, but she was also very calm.

Cang Moliu let out a 'huh', he glanced at the water tank which was half full, then turned around and glanced at the person Si Zhiyan brought over.The soul is full of selfish desires, and the desire to kill is unrestrained, and it has been dyed red.Can become a sword spirit.

He's been trying to possess spirits for dead objects recently, and he's very comfortable starting with a murderous object like a sword.As for whether that ram, Yu Zhi, could control such a sword, that depended on his ability.

"Let Gongyang Yuzhi come to get the sword in ten days." After the deep voice fell, he waved his hand to signal the woman to leave.

Although Si Zhiyan was still a little puzzled, she still clasped her fists together and saluted before turning around and leaving.

Cang Moliu watched the woman fly away, turned around to care about the venom used for quenching, but what he saw was dead snakes all over the ground, and the woman in dark red clothes sitting with her legs crossed in the water tank. Gorgeous man.

Ever since Yan Juncheng was fainted last time, the sword-casting platform was full of filth when he passed out, and he was still filthy when he woke up.Gritting his teeth, he stood up from the open space of the sword-making platform, cursing the blacksmith in his heart.But recalling the scene at that time, the feeling of wanting to stab the blacksmith to death became more and more intense.

Unexpectedly... just one foot made himself like this!

Yan Juncheng gritted his teeth, his eyes were red.Besides, it was a foot that had been wearing shoes all the time.Before rushing in front of that person, he remembered that he was not an opponent, he couldn't beat him, and he couldn't die from poison.It was the first time he was so embarrassed, and it was also the first time he was so happy.

Since he was sensible, his master warned him not to reveal his abnormalities. When he grew up, he acquired the master's skills and made the soul-separating pill, which can greatly suppress people's sense of touch.But the more the medicine is taken, the less effective it becomes.He wouldn't be in such a mess if it wasn't for the sudden loss of his legs due to the medicine last time.

But it is undeniable that he is in a good mood and in good health these days.He has never been so relaxed, no longer trying to suppress his body.However, this relaxed feeling of being let go only lasted for two days. After two days, he still had to use pills to suppress himself, and what followed was the pervasive desire to kill.

Yan Juncheng is an unscrupulous person, he made a decision after thinking for a while.

"The first time I saw you, you killed my water bearer. The second time I saw you, you poisoned my snake." Cang Moliu didn't even look at him, and went to the cold concave stone trough. Go, take out the iron block that still has a slight temperature inside, and put it on the coke next to the bellows to roast.

"So what if you kill me? Maybe you want to kill me too." Yan Juncheng sneered with his girlish soft and pink lips, this smile fully expressed his disdain.

"These are my little pets." Cang Moliu wiped his hands with a damp cotton cloth, but his slow and slow movements were very aggressive. His eyes narrowed slightly, which seemed to be a meaningful smile, and then It seems that he is looking at the handsome man in front of him.

Yan Juncheng watched the man walking towards him, feeling a little nervous and looking forward to it, but his expression was disdainful, mocking and cruel.

"Last time it seemed very cool." Cang Moliu faced him with his hands behind his back, and let out a cold breath from his scarlet lips, "You can't forget me."

Yan Juncheng nervously grasped the edge of the water storage stone tank under his hand, his fingernails were pitch black, and his fingertips were whitish.This body seemed to have opened the deepest and darkest box because of the last incident, and the things in the black box rushed out.At this moment, this man is a little weak just in front of him.

"Yeah, I can't forget it!" He stretched out his hand, holding a green blade between his fingertips, and slashed across it extremely quickly, the intention of that movement was obvious.

Cang Mianliu gently grasped the man's wrist, the blade was already close to the skin of his neck, the blade was extremely sharp, and there were only a few people in the world who could escape with just one hand.But Yan Juncheng knew that the person in front of him must be capable.

Yan Juncheng's pinched wrist creaked, his hand trembled, and the blade between his fingers fell down, and it happened to be caught by Cang Moliu's other hand.

"Even the tools for punishment are ready." He used the movement of the poison master to clamp the blade just now to clamp the green killer weapon.With Yan Juncheng's panicked and slightly excited expression, he slowly stuck it under his eyes, and asked him in a deep voice, "Since you killed my little pets, you must be ready to replace them, right? Um?"

Yan Juncheng only felt that his body also felt the ecstasy of the last time. The pinched wrist made his fingers tremble with pain, and there was a sudden pain on his face, which was a slight tingling sensation.

"Ah, it was cut." Cang Liuliu said without letting go of that hand, "Your poison shouldn't kill you. After all, you are my new favorite."

Yan Juncheng's face immediately turned blue when he heard this: "I'm a new favorite!"

As he struggled, the small blade immediately penetrated an inch into the skin, and the blood immediately overflowed.

"Oh!" Yan Juncheng gasped in shock. He stared down at the past with wide eyes, but he didn't dare to struggle under Cang Moliu's indifferent gaze. If someone accidentally stabbed himself through, wouldn't it be a big joke .

Cang Mianliu dragged the man into a room not far away, and with a movement of his hand, the blade directly cut the man's clothes in half, making Yan Juncheng, who was about to run away, straighten his feet and cover his lower body.

Glancing at the startled and angry handsome man, Cang Liu sat leisurely on the couch, "I'll give you a chicken tonight."

"You!" Yan Juncheng immediately remembered what he said to the group of snakes that he would give them chicken. But he can only stand here, he can't even run, how can he run naked?

"Tomorrow remember to bring water back, only the water from Mingkaijian can make the sword clear and sharp." He stretched out his hand and made an ingestion motion while speaking, sucking the person into his palm.

"Hey!" Yan Juncheng fell down and lay naked on his lap, his skin was fair and flexible, delicate and slender.But he was kneeling on the tall man's lap, and his neck was held.

At this moment, Yan Juncheng's whole body was under control. There was a cold and strong hand on his most vulnerable neck. He was so nervous that his heart was pounding. Even the woman from a good family who had slept with him for a long time was not so excited.

The author has something to say:

The new version of office is really cheating. When I have already coded more than 3000, it will flash back for me, and then I will go back to before the replay.

I downloaded the old version of 2013 from the Internet again, it’s already one o’clock in the morning, and that’s all for today...

Alas, I will work harder tomorrow!