"It's okay, just learn to learn the skills of light and hidden weapons."

Chen Qiu Shen lowered his voice mysteriously and said to Qingqing:

"Tell you a secret, girl, senior brother actually has a magical ability. As long as the senior brother reads it once, he can remember any martial arts in the world.

When I get better, I will teach you."

"Senior brother brags again! I'm not ashamed!"

Qingqing didn't believe Chen Qiu's nonsense at all. She grimaced Chen Qiu, thinking that Chen Qiu must be teasing her.

"Swish"

The wind and thunder sounded, and Qingqing felt the strong wind blowing her face, and there was a phantom of fingers in front of her. The next moment, she saw the hairpin on her head, which was being held between her fingers and played with.

Qingqing girl suddenly widened her eyes.

Her mouth opened with a look of surprise. After several breaths, she screamed after realizing it:

"This is... this is Cha Bao's wind and thunder finger! I saw Cha Bao play when I was a child."

"Do you believe it now?"

Chen Qiu was still weak and exercised to lift his breath, which made his face pale a little.

While coughing, he returned the hairpin to Qingqing, waved his hand and said to Qingqing:

"Don't talk nonsense about this. Just know and I know it. By the way, where is the Shaking Blade?"

"Yaoguang?"

Qingqing was still shocked and her reaction was slower. She looked at Chen Qiu with a confused look on her face. Chen Qiu said to her:

"It's the knife I used to save you. I borrowed it from Yaoqin and I have to pay it back. You won't throw it away, right?"

"Oh, that beautiful knife, right there!"

Qingqing stood up and walked to the corner of the room. Chen Qiu saw Qingqing reaching out to bring up the cloth bag-packed shaking knife, and immediately thought of Yi Ke's fate, and he stopped him:

"Don't touch it!"

"ah?"

Qingqing held the heavy knife with both hands and looked back at Chen Qiu with confusion, the latter was also quite surprised.

This shaking sword was unruly and violent. If it were not for Tongtian Sword Jade, Chen Qiu could not suppress it. Yi Ke was only touched for a few breaths and was broken through the blood and blood defense.

However, such a weapon is as gentle as a cat in Qingqing's hands.

Could it be that it is because of blood?

This sword is the most treasure of Chu, and Qingqing is the last blood descendant of the Chu royal family. Will this fierce sword not hurt her?

"Lord of Shaking Blade."

Chen Qiu watched Qingqing drag the knife over with difficulty, a word came out in his mind, but it was quickly rejected.

Qingqing girl is weak, not good at martial arts, and has weak strength. She can't even lift the shaking light. How could she be the master of the shaking light? It should be because of her bloodline.

“Take it at my hand.”

Chen Qiu said something to Qingqing, and he said:

"You go and have fun. Senior brother is tired and you have to sleep."

"Okay, you have a good rest."

Qingqing waved to Chen Qiu, and she said:

"I'm going to find Xiao Tie to play, and he is still treating his injuries."

"Who is Xiao Tie?"

With this question in mind, Chen Qiu entered his dream again.

The scene in front of him changed, Chen Qiu, holding the shaking knife, opened his eyes in his dream. He felt the completely healthy body in the dream, and then held the sword in both hands and said to Zhou Sheng, the phantom in front of him:

"Brother Zhou, the good night is short. I am the two of you, let's get close to you now."

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"You're poisoned."

While fighting in Shen Qiu's dream, in another wing room on Luoyueqintai.

Mo Hei, a knight in the Mo family, was moving his finger away from Xiao Tie's wrist.

This knight wearing a mask and proficient in medicine said to the young man who was very big and silent and honest in front of him:

"It's not a fatal toxin, it just makes you weak, restrain your energy, and blocks your true energy. I have seen this poison before. As long as you no longer take it, it will be fine. After half a month, the toxin will disappear."

In this room, Mo Hei looked at the boy in front of him and said:

"I think you have such a strong body and energy at such a young age. Although the true energy in your body is exhausted, you can also make a rough judgment that you have practiced special skills and outstanding martial arts.

I want to ask you, Boy Cheek, where are you from? Why are you trapped in that other hall by the Five Elements Sect?"

Mo Hei's straightforward questions made the boy in front of him bow his head.

As mentioned earlier, although he is only 14 years old and is only one year older than Qingqing, he has strong muscles and bones, a big head, nearly eight feet tall, and very wide shoulders, looking like a big muscle man walking around the world.

But that face is still childish.

This guy has big eyes and a square face contour. With his honest and simple temperament, he can't help but feel good about it. But when facing the black question, he did not answer immediately.

Mo Hei was from the Mo family. When he saw that the boy Zheti was unwilling to say it, he stopped asking questions.

Everyone has secrets in this world.

He put away his small medicine box and said to the boy in front of him:

"You don't want to say it, and I don't force it, but I must warn you that the girl Qingqing and the girl Yaoqin are like sisters, and my Momen and the Su Mansion are also quite friendly.

If you have bad intentions, I will not be able to tolerate you!"

"No! No!"

Chetie raised his head and looked hurried. He was not good at speaking, but he still said sincerely to Mo Hei:

"I have no malice, really, no, uncle, believe me."

"It's not that I don't tell you where I am from, but my master told me that I can't talk about the matter about the master. I can only tell you that I left the master seven months ago and wanted to come to Zhongyuan to find my biological father.

But while walking in Liaodong, he was targeted by the evil thief of the Tongwu Sect."

The boy with iron cut his hair, and said to Mo Hei in confusion:

"They said that I was born with divine power, which was the best 'tool-making material', so they wanted to catch me, saying that they wanted to send it to the Demon Lord as a gift...

I fought with them, but they were numerous and powerful, so I was no match for me. I have been locked up in Shenyang City and was sent to Suzhou about a month ago."

He honestly said to Mo Hei:

"I don't know where they were going to send me. I met Miss Qingqing. I didn't want to do bad things. I just wanted to wait for me to recover, so I left Suzhou and went to Zhongyuan to find my father."

"You just said, the material for making the equipment?"

The eyes under the black mask narrowed, he stretched out his hand, kneaded the iron boy's arms, shoulders, and waist and abdomen for a few times, and then remained silent.

After a few breaths, the eyes under the black mask flashed with solemnity.

He said:

"It is indeed a great material for making block tools. Let me ask you, are the Demon Lord mentioned by those Tsangwu Sects... Qingyang Demon Lord?"

"yes!"

The iron-breaking boy nodded suddenly, and he said:

"That's the name."

"Then you can't leave Suzhou."

Mo Hei stood up and said in a cold tone:

"Not only can't leave, I have to stay here with great pleasure, don't run around. I want to go back to Mocheng and invite my master to Suzhou to protect you...
Chapter completed!