The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Refining the gun sheath of the Tianluo **** gun, only half a catty of the crystal spar, so Ye Mo also took only half a catty of the spar, after finishing the invincible to Nangong, they planned to leave the city hall and go to the iron shop. Scoring the gun sheath.

"Master Ye Mo, there is something to say."

Just as Ye Mo walked out of the city's main house, Lao Wu immediately rushed up and squatted in front of Ye Mo's body, trembled.

"what's up?"

Ye Mo wrinkled and asked.

"Yesterday, I sent a hand to play Zhao Xin yesterday."

The old Wu Zhizhiwu said.

"what did you say?"

Ye Mo asked.

"Small do not know that you are the second aunt of the future, but also hope that you have a large number of adults, bypass the small."

Old Wu trembled.

"Get up."

Ye Mo said, seeing Lao Wu still dare not stand up, could not help but say: "You make people beat him, don't go wrong, that guy is a genius, so it is easier to stimulate his potential, with his temper, absolutely I won’t complain to me. Within a year, he will definitely be promoted to the soul of the world. Your daughter’s eyes are good.”

After Ye Mo finished, and regardless of the expression of Wu Guan, he left the city government.

When I took Xuanjing, I went straight to the weapon shop. When the old man saw Ye Mojin coming in, it was the eye-catching light.

"Little brother, come so soon, I must have collected the mysterious stone and the gods."

The old man smiled faintly.

"Yes."

Ye Mo said, taking two things out of the mustard ring, said: "These two things are too precious, especially the scorpio goddess, you can't ask for it. When you build it, I have to stand. Watch it."

If the other party is secretly adding a little less to the goddess during the refining process, whoever he looks for and cryes, adding a little more gods, means that the effect of suppressing the spirituality of the weapon is weaker.

"The little brothers worry about this, the old man can understand, then let's go to my refining room together."

When the old man finished, he entered Ye Ye’s refining room with Ye Mo.

Ye Mo’s worries are superfluous. After five hours, the old man created a completely fit gun sheath for him. Even Hong Ling sighed the strength of the old man’s refining technique.

Ye Mo's **** gun broke into the gun sheath, and the temperamental spirit of Tian Luo's **** gun was also suppressed. It looks like an ordinary spirit, but once the weapon is unsheathed, The power of the treasure will be fully erupted.

“Thank you for your predecessors, this is the reward for you.”

Ye Mo directly took out 50,000 of the mixed yuan Dan from the mustard ring and handed it to the old man.

"Predecessors, the recent blood knife ancestors re-emerged in the rivers and lakes, many forces in order to get a blood knife ancestor of a human condition, have been preparing to build a scabbard for the blood knife ancestors, there should be many people looking for you to build a scabbard, how to see your weapon Shop, business is so bleak?"

Ye Mo asked curiously.

The old man smiled and said: "There are indeed many people who are looking for an old man to build a scabbard, but the old man has never seen the blood knife of the ancestor of the blood knife, and naturally can not create a matching scabbard, so they refused them one by one. And I don't want to get into trouble."

"Blood monster knife."

When I heard the words, Ye Mo’s heart moved, and a heart was born.

The blood knives of the ancestor, the deity of the deity has not been seen by a few people, let alone the blood of the gods in his hands, but Ye Mo has seen, with his unforgettable ability, you can directly draw out the **** demon knife. Tomorrow will be able to buy a good price.

"Oh, then I will leave now."

Ye Mo arched his hand and left. He returned to the Shura Temple. Ye Mo now uses his memory to sketch out the shape of the blood dragon sword.

"Haha, the Nangong City Lord wants to make a fortune with the sapphire. I use this shape drawing of the blood squad, and I can definitely make a fortune."

Ye Mo collected the drawings into the mustard ring and continued to meditate.

Early the next morning, Ye Mo left the Shura Temple and rushed to the deserted city. Today is the annual treasure show of the ridiculous city. Many disciples of the absurd door will come here to participate. The grand event.

The Tianbao Club is already crowded with people, and it is crowded with people.

Want to enter the Tianbao Club, you have to pay ten of the Yuanyuan Dan.

But if you want to go to the second floor to participate in the treasure hunt, you have to come up with enough precious treasures to qualify.

"Yemo Big Brother, what treasure have you brought this time?"

Zhao Xin and Ye Mohui and Zhao Xin really did not tell Ye Mo what he had beaten.

"A drawing."

Entering the Tianbao Club, Ye Mo said faintly.

“A drawing? A drawing of a treasure map?”

Zhao Xin asked in surprise.

"You will know when you are there."

Ye Mo’s pretense is that Zhao Xin came to the entrance to the second floor of the Tianbaohui Pavilion.

At the entrance, there are two guards guarding the soul, and there is a treasurer.

There are many family children, with their own baby, directly into the passageway, on the second floor.

"Two, take your baby out and show it to our treasurer."

Just when Ye Mo took Zhao Xin to go, one of the guards said.

"I am afraid it is not convenient for you to watch the treasures brought underneath."

Ye Mo said.

"These little brothers, the so-called treasures, will have to come out and enjoy it together. If you look at each other, you can trade in the treasure. If you don't take it out, how can you appreciate it?"

Said the treasurer.

"The baby underneath is a drawing, the drawing of the shape of the blood knife of the holy ancestors."

Ye Mo explained.

"What? Do you have a shape drawing of a blood dragon knife?"

The treasurer was surprised: "How is it possible?"

"There is nothing impossible. Nowadays, many people want to create the scabbard of the blood sorcerer. My drawing must be a baby, but if you look at it, it will be worthless."

Ye Mo said faintly.

The drawings can't be leaked naturally. Once they have been copied by others, how can Yemo sell high prices?

"Kid, how old are you, how can you have the outline drawing of the blood dragon knife? How can you ensure that this shape drawing must be true? Unless you have seen the blood knife ancestor, no one can guarantee your drawings. It must be true."

Jianbao teacher sneered up. As a treasurer of the Tianbao Society, he has never seen a **** demon knife. This kid who is only 16 or 17 years old may have seen it. He must be a deceived person and want to mix in the treasure. The kid of the meeting.

"I have seen the ancestor of the blood knife."

Ye Mo said faintly.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Ye Mo’s words suddenly caused a burst of laughter around him.

"Haha, kid, just go and go, don't waste our time."

One of the guards sneered and rushed Ye Mo and Zhao Xin directly to the side. The children of some of the big families behind, even the disciples of the absurd door, looked at Ye Mo.

What is the character of the blood knife? Hey, he can see him when he meets.

"Yemo Big Brother, I believe that your drawings are true."

Zhao Xin said.

"Do you believe that there is any use ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It seems that I have forgotten this matter, even if I draw it, no one believes that my painting is true."

Ye Mo has some headaches.

"Ye Mo, how are you here?"

Suddenly, there was a pleasant voice in the distance. I saw Nangong Yurou rushing straight over and licking Ye Mo’s arm.

This scene can be seen by some people around, the Nanjincheng master family's daughter, Miss Nangong II, actually directly squatting Ye Mo, and it looks very sweet.

"I came to join in the fun, but they didn't believe that my baby was real, so I was turned away."

Ye Mo said helplessly.

"Hey, whoever is so bold, dare to shut you out."

Nangong Yurou’s savage temper broke out again.

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