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The Ownership of the 87 Sword

"Young Master, your wound," Bai Lu asked in shock as he looked at the bright red wound in Ye Piaoling's palm. He did not expect his young master to do this.

When the treasure knife is opened, you don’t have to use your own blood to sacrifice the sword, you can use anyone’s.

"It's okay, it will heal in two days and will not leave any scars," Ye Piaoling said to many subordinates with a faint smile.

He has a perverted physique and has amazing recovery. He will heal such a small injury in a short time without leaving any scars.

"Well," Bai Lu didn't expect Ye Piaoling to use her blood sacrifice knife himself. She immediately took out a white towel and wrapped it on Ye Piaoling's palm.

"Oh, everyone, look at the blade," Han Lu looked at the blood absorbed on the blade in surprise. Not only did it not drip, but it seemed to be slowly swallowed by the blade.

The next second, the blade instantly sucked away all the blood that Ye Piaoling applied to it. All the blood on the blade was swallowed up, and the blade became more and more enchanting.

Ye Piaoling raised the knife, reflecting the light, and there seemed to be a gentle and light red halo around the blade, with a light of more than an inch thick, extremely dazzling.

Strange scene.

"Young Master, what's going on?" Dong Zhi couldn't help asking. This was the first time they had seen this situation.

"It's the characteristic of that meteorite outside the sky," Ye Piaoling said while wiping the blade body, "That meteorite has a mysterious adsorption power and has a devouring effect. As long as the blood cells and molecules exceed a certain degree of activity, they will be killed by the blade body. Adsorbs and swallows the blood, and the sword will become sharper and more enchanting,"

"Well," Dong Xie and others nodded after hearing this. They all understood that props that could swallow blood were all magic weapons, and they were definitely a fearsome killing weapon.

He has heard that the magical weapons and weapons in this world have the effect of "bloodthirsty", such as the "demon sword" believed in by Japan, which is also such a magical weapon.

"Young master, I want to try whether my blood can be swallowed by this blade," at this time, Dong Xie couldn't help asking.

"Yeah," So Ye Piaoling stretched out the knife, and wiped his fingers on the knife, leaving a trace of blood.

But the blood from the winter solstice only stayed on the blade for a moment before dripping along the blade and dripping on the ground.

It is obvious that the cells in the blood of the Winter Solstice are not active enough, and they have not reached the point of being swallowed by the blade. Then everyone else wiped their fingers on the blade, leaving behind their blood.

But none of their blood was swallowed by the blade, and they slid down along the smooth blade, with a pool of blood on the ground.

The blood on the winter solstice is not good, the blood on the beginning of winter is not good, and the blood on the white dew is not good. Except for the leaves, no one has the activity of blood cells as high as that of leaves.

Ye Piaoling of course understood why this is because there are many special components in his blood, and blood is the source of power. Otherwise, how could he have transcendent power?

"Clean the place without leaving any traces," Ye Piaoling instructed his subordinates. There is their blood on the ground here to prevent their blood from being collected and utilized. It is necessary to clean it up.

"If you go back, let Han Lu clean and disinfect the wound," Ye Piaoling said to these people, "Avoid the wound infection,"

In South America, the climate is hot, and if you don’t pay attention to a slight wound, you will get suppurated due to high temperatures and cause tetanus.

After Han Lu sterilized his fingers and applied medicine, Ye Piaoling looked at each of his men. Almost everyone had their own weapons.

Ye Piaoling used to get it from the Kunlun Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, and spent money to buy it and armed most of them, but there were still a few people who did not.

Bai Lu is one, and the winter solstice is also one, and there are one or two weapons that are not good at. They all have extremely strict picky about weapons.

When Dongzhi and others saw Ye Piaoling looking at him, they knew that the young master intended to give him this precious sword, but then they saw Ye Piaoling's gaze staying on Bai Lu.

Dong Xie thought that the young master’s favor for Bai Lu is unparalleled. He and Bai Lu must have obtained this sword, but the others do not have the qualification to enjoy it.

A good and sharp sword can only reflect its value when used in the hands of strength. Among the twenty-four killers of the Plum Blossom Mercenary Group, only three people in the winter solstice and summer solstice are qualified, and there is no Qingming Festival.

But as the woman Ye Piaoling loves, Bai Lu is probably more likely to give her this knife.

"Winter Solstice, you don't have a weapon yet, so let's store this knife in your place for the time being," Ye Piaoling finally stopped his eyes on him.

The Winter Solstice is not only the strongest among the Plum Blossom Mercenary Group, but he is Ye Piaoling's right-hand man, just like the Qingming Summer Solstice. This sword can exert more lethality in the hands of the Winter Solstice.

"Young Master, isn't Bai Lu not a proud weapon yet?" Dong Xie said with a little embarrassment. He knew that this sword made of rare meteorite had an inescapable temptation for everyone. He didn't want to be because of this sword. Because of this, I was hurt by the harmony with my brothers and sisters.

"Young master, I have a spike, and Bai Lu is still using a short sabre knife. This sword should be given to Bai Lu," Dong Xie refused. It was possible that Ye Piaoling could use his own blood to sacrifice the knife. This knife looked like the Winter Solemn It should belong to Bailu.

"Brother Dongzhi, why are you so sensible?" Although Bai Lu also took a fancy to this sword, Ye Piaoling did not say it to her. She would not compete with Dongzhi.

"Young Master said I'll give it to you. Don't think that the young master will give me this knife if he spoils me. If this is the case, I will look down on you," Bai Lu said firmly, and she didn't want this knife either.

"This..." Although Bai Lu said this, the Winter Solstice was still hesitating.

The sword that Ye Piaoling spent countless efforts to create is a hot potato. Everyone wants it, but no one dares to want it.

"Yeah," Ye Piaoling nodded, and his two subordinates said, "Bai Lu is right. Dong Zoropa, you are everyone's elder brother, and you will have to bear more responsibilities in the future. Besides, I'm just talking about this sword. It's stored here for the time being, and I haven't said it's really for you,"

"That's all I can hear from the young master," Ye Piaoling said, and it was hard to refuse the Winter Solstice.

Although Ye Piaoling said to be temporarily stored there, everyone understands that "temporary" is a time limit. To put it bluntly, it is given to the Winter Solstice.

The Plum Blossom Mercenary Group had such a sharp sword, and his status in the minds of everyone was even higher.
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