Grave Robbery starts with the three-legged Golden Crow bloodline

The second master really couldn't bear the puzzled eyes of Lao Ba, so he said a little embarrassedly:

"Ahem, I'm sorry, Eighth Master!"

"When I landed, I seemed to accidentally step on your chest!"

Well,,,
Seeing the old man looking at him again, Buddha could only turn his head to the side, and said in a cold voice: "I stepped on the calf."

. . .

Got it!
"Needless to say, Master Luo!"

"I understand. The three of you are using me as a cushion."

When the three of them heard this, they couldn't help but nodded, and then they spoke at the same time:
"Otherwise what do you think?"

"Who the hell told you to be so good, you fell faint!"

"It's so dark, who knows where you are!"

Just as he was talking, another falling sound came from the sky, and Luo Chen and the others hurriedly avoided to the side because of the lesson learned from Lao Ba.

Not long after, Liu Ye and others who stayed in the sky also jumped down together, and even Xiao Hu Wuxie and others quickly descended through the rope.

And it was precisely because of the rope that the stone table was also stuck with a gap, and then a ray of dispensable light penetrated.

A golden light flashed in Luo Chen's eyes, and then he also began to look at this 'trap' space in front of him.

Just like a bottle, the overall shape is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and the previous flipped stone case is the position of the bottle mouth.

On the whole, there is nothing particularly amazing, and the surrounding walls are full of faults of mud and rock.

Apart from the fact that there is a black wooden portal directly in front of the group of people, there is no special place.

However, for some unknown reason, although there was no lock on the black wooden door, there was a short sword less than thirty centimeters hanging.

Or it would be more appropriate to describe it with a dagger, but Luo Chen prefers to call it a sword.

Not for anything else, but because although the sword is short, it is a sword of bravery that truly symbolizes bravery and determination.
This sword is called Fish Intestine.

The Fish Intestine Sword is also known as the Yuzang Sword. Although it is less than a foot long, the person who needs to use it has the courage to come and go. Only in this way can the sword's greatest power be exerted.

It is also a peerless famous sword forged by the master swordsmith Ou Yezi, ranking No.7 among the top ten famous swords in China.

This sword is made of tin from Chijin Mountain and copper from Ruoye River. After being struck by rain and lightning, the essence of heaven and earth is forged with sky fire and tempered by cold spring.

According to legend, when the sword was first formed, it was swallowed by a big fish with extraordinary spirituality in the cold spring.

The sword does not die when it enters the belly, and because the sword is hidden in the belly of the fish, the sword is completely formed, so it is named fish intestine.

When the Fish Intestine Sword was completed, Xue Zhu, who was extremely good at swordsmanship, came to see him.

It should be said that Xue Zhu was a well-known sword critic at the time, and his ability to wear a sword is just like that guy in white who looks at someone's physiognomy, accurate in every word.

And it was because he felt the information contained in the Yuchang Sword that he left a sentence: "Yuchang Sword, if it is against the law, it cannot be obeyed. A minister can kill the king, and a son can kill the father."

That is to say, this sword is born against reason and order, and it is used to kill kings and fathers.

But perhaps it was because of the inverse reasoning and inverse patterns that affected Xue Zhu's judgment.

In short, since the birth of Yuchang, there has never been such a ridiculous thing of killing the king and killing the father in the hands of its master.

On the contrary, many brave and decisive people took it to do many great things that benefited the common people of the world.

But this sword actually appeared here!

Could it be that in the legend, when Jing Ke assassinated Qin Qin, he really used this fish intestine?
"Hehe, Second Master, I think you will like this little thing!"

"Ok?"

Er Yuehong was taken aback for a moment, apparently not knowing what Luo Chen was talking about.

But Luo Chen didn't open his mouth to explain, and walked to the only wooden door not far away.

I just wanted to stick out my palm,

Xuanyuan behind him seemed to feel the breath of the famous sword, and he came out of the scabbard by himself.

Then there was a rather crisp sound of sword chant.

After the sound of the sword chant sounded, Yuchang, who just wanted to show his sharpness to Luo Chen, shook the sword body.

Not only did he hide his sharpness, but he also sent out a sense of surrender in a very interesting manner.

This made Luo Chen even more satisfied.

"It seems that if you want to talk about famous swords, the rest of the nine swords are probably not as good as my own Xuanyuan!"

Thinking about it, this is indeed the case. After all, it is the holy sword of the human race, which has exceeded the scope of famous swords. Naturally, as soon as Xuanyuan came out, Wan Jian surrendered.

After the probe removed the fish intestines that acted as the latch.

Luo Chen played with it in his hands for a while, and then threw it into the second master's hands.

It wasn't until the sword was in hand that Second Master realized what Luo Chen just said.

Looking at the fish intestines without blinking, his love is beyond words.

After all, there is nothing more suitable for the second master than a 'delicate' famous sword, isn't it!

Perhaps because of the lack of Yuchang Sword suppression, Luo Chen clearly felt a breath that he had never seen before behind the door.

The aura was extremely vicious, as if it was waking up, and there was a faint tendency to become stronger.

Not long after, the door of the black tomb was blasted by this breath, and it turned into pieces of wood all over the floor.

Then a figure with extremely exaggerated appearance appeared.

There was a monstrous ferocious aura exuding from the figure, and he stared at Luo Chen and the others viciously.

It was a black-scaled python with vertical pupils on top of its head, but the black-scaled python hovering around its body was obviously not a living thing.

The whole body is close to a state of high decay, and there is no good meat except for the head.

In some places, the rotting internal organs can still be vaguely seen.

Some sour liquid even flowed out, so that a strong rancid smell wafted through the entire space behind the door.

"Is this motherfucker dead or alive??"

"It's too disgusting!"

"Yeah, I never heard that this long worm can become a zombie!"

. . .

Not only everyone, but even Luo Chen was a little uncertain about what this thing was for.

Dead air, corpse air, and an extremely special breath are closely integrated with it.

And that inexplicable breath made Luo Chen feel familiar for a while.

Even Xuanyuan, who was circling around him, showed a hostile attitude towards this breath.

If it wasn't for Luo Chen's constant control, he would probably have been cut out with a single sword.

As for why Luo Chen didn't let Xuanyuan cut out?
That's because when Luo Chen was about to make a move, he actually read a look of pain and pleading from the dark green pupils of the black-scaled python.

This made Luo Chen hesitate.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Our Lady, bitches please make way.

It's like walking on the street and meeting a stray cat, or an abandoned dog,
I can't bear it!

But at this moment, a slightly vicissitudes but full of vigor behind the voice reached Luo Chen's ears.

"Brother Chen, let me come!"

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I'm sorry everyone, I can't reply to the message in time, maybe Seventeen will forget what day it was yesterday;
But today's day, seventeen to death dare not forget!

Don't forget it either!

Because there is a memory that is eternal in the baptism of blood and fire.

Because there is a spirit that shines in the alternation of the present and the past.

It was a song of blood and fire sung by the martyrs and compatriots.

then, on this day,
The mountains and rivers are finally restored, and the wars are finally extinguished.

The smoke of gunpowder finally cleared, and the foreign invaders died.

And today.

The mountains and rivers are safe and the heroic spirits will last forever.

Future generations will keep in mind that our generation strives for self-improvement.

This prosperous age!It's what you want!