After a while, Chu Yang cut out a shiny iron apple, which was vivid, and placed it on the table, making a heavy "dong" sound.
"Brother Chu, this is too precious" Mo Chengyu really didn't dare to call the shots, and accepted this priceless treasure knife for Mo Qingwu.
Mo Qingwu was still young, only nine and a half years old, and Chu Yang gave such a treasure knife; As Mo Qingwu's family, Mo Chengyu also felt that it was too wasteful "This knife is more than that" Chu Yang smiled mysteriously, lifted the handle of the knife upside down, and handed it to Mo Chengyu.
Mo Chengyu's hands trembled a little, even though he was a master of the throne, in his life, he had never seen such a divine weapon, almost with a pilgrimage mentality, he took this knife in his hand, Mo Chengyu still felt like a dream, and after a while, he felt that something was wrong: how could this knife seem to have no weight I tried to check it in my hand, and finally determined that this knife would not weigh more than a pound at most Looking at this knife in disbelief, Mo Chengyu suddenly asked in a trembling voice: "Is this not Tongyungang" He snorted for a while, looking at the mysterious red light on the blade Mo Chengyu almost fainted "Yes, not only Tongyun Steel, but also Xingchen Iron."
Chu Yang said in a deep voice: "Senior Mo, you should know my intention to give Xiao Wu this knife. ” "No, no, this is too precious" Mo Chengyu jumped up like a hot hand, his lips trembled and he spoke incoherently, as if a spring was placed under his buttocks.
He said that it was precious, but with this knife in his hand, he was reluctant to send it out no matter what.
Valuable, this is not just priceless, it is simply the first treasure knife in the sky and the earth throughout the ages, Mo Chengyu is directly messy at this moment.
God, earth, in this world, there really is such a treasure sword "This is what I gave to Xiao Wu" Chu Yang frowned and repeated again: "Senior Mo, you should know the intention of me to send this knife" Mo Chengyu trembled, finally controlled himself to wake up from the excitement, and said solemnly: "You mean to say" "I don't want Xiao Wu to be wronged after returning to the family" Chu Yang looked deeply into Mo Chengyu's eyes: "This knife can be said to be the will of heaven, and the knife has Xiao Wu's name on it, I hope that this knife can accompany Xiao Wu, and I never want this knife to be seen in the hands of others one day."
"Don't worry, as long as I, Mo Chengyu, still have a breath, this knife can only be in the hands of Miss, and it will never reach the hands of others" Mo Chengyu stood up and said seriously.
"Including your Mo family."
Chu Yang quietly added.
"There is a young lady's name on it" Mo Chengyu remembered this sentence at this time, and when he put his eyes to look, he only saw that the handle of the knife was finely engraved: Xingmeng dances lightly, pouring red dust couldn't help but sigh in admiration, and said, "Is this really the will of heaven?"
With the hardness of Xingchen Iron and Tongyun Steel, Mo Chengyu had no doubt that it was Chu Yang who did it; Mo said that it was Chu Yang, and even Mo Chengyu himself, when his skills were at the peak, he didn't want to leave a trace on this knife that was as big as a hair "Give it to me, give it to me" Mo Qingwu opened her little hand, and little Lori was a little impatient.
"Here you go."
Chu Yang snatched the knife from Mo Chengyu's hand and handed it to Mo Qingwu.
"Oh, don't cut your hands," Mo Chengyu shouted anxiously; It is not trivial to cut with such a knife, I am afraid that before I know it, my wrist will fall off "A woman from a martial arts family, I can cut my hand when I play with a knife" Chu Yang looked at Mo Chengyu with some disdain.
"Eh", Mo Chengyu doesn't know this truth, don't say that Mo Qingwu is nine years old, even if she is three years old, she won't cut herself with this knife.
However, Mo Chengyu's heart is now shocked to the point of almost boiling the pot, where did he want to get this I actually met Tongyungang today Mo Chengyu rubbed his face, until it turned red, and then asked in confusion: "I'm not dreaming" "This knife is so fun, gurgle" Mo Qingwu's crisp voice came: "It's so beautiful and I like it" "Do you like it" Chu Yang's voice.
"I like it so much" Mo Qingwu smiled and couldn't put it down.
"That" Chu Yang stretched out a finger, pointed to his face, and leaned over.
"Let's chirp" Mo Qingwu did not hesitate, and his petal-like lips did not hesitate to give King Chu Yan a fragrant kiss.
"This way," Chu Yang leaned into the other side of his face again.
"Let's chirp" "Here" "Let's chirp" "Here" "Let's chirp" Mo Qingwu is now a person who does not refuse, and his red lips kissed Chu Yang so much that his face was full of saliva, "Hey, hey, hey" King Chu Yan smirked like a.
Mo Chengyu's face was full of black lines.
I've never seen this kind of person.,It's just like a little girl.,After all, everyone likes a well-behaved and cute little girl.,But it's not so excessive.,Actually give anything.
This knife, even if it is taken for three days, I am afraid that it can cause a big battle, and this king of Chu Yan actually gave it to a nine-year-old girl who had just known each other for a few days and didn't know what the treasure knife was Moreover, after giving away the treasure knife, I was only kissed a few times by the little Lori, and I was actually satisfied The Great Throne sighed, such a degree of doting was even more than that of Miss's biological mother Thinking about it, he couldn't help but say: "Fortunately, you are not Miss's biological father, otherwise" What Mo Chengyu wanted to say was: Otherwise, you will definitely become a generation of little devils who are used to lawlessness "I am her biological father" Chu Yang obviously felt that his forehead was rising densely black lines, and I couldn't stand it if I was called uncle without any blood relationship, and I was actually my biological father "What kind of bastard are you talking about" Chu Yuzuo roared, completely furious: "This sentence is extremely bastard" Mo Chengyu was suddenly the same as Chu Yang: the saliva on his face was just that Chu Yang was kissed by Mo Qingwu, but he was sprayed by King Chu Yan on the throne of Mo Da, and he felt very wronged, what is wrong with me, this is just a feeling.
Are you just putting on a cannibalistic appearance?
Just as he was about to speak, he heard Chu Yuzuo say menacingly: "Shut up" Mo Chengyu suddenly felt that his belly was almost broken "I'll tell you, this knife of mine is a gift, Qingwu is not a gift, the Mo family understands" Chu Yang glared at him menacingly and shouted: "In addition, no one can rob it, even if Mo Tianji wants to rob Lao Tzu, he will be castrated."
"After Xiao Wu goes back, if he is wronged at all, Lao Tzu will wash the Mo family in blood."
"About this knife, go back and tell Xiao Wu's bastard father, just explain it as I say" Chu Yang asked a series of questions with arrogance, and Mo Chengyu was almost caught in his eyelids by the spittle Xingzi, and was intimidated by his momentum, and nodded again and again.
"Okay, I'm leaving" Chu Yang swished and disappeared; Just kidding, that's a king-level master, just take advantage of his soul to have a good time, but you can't wait until he comes back to his senses, even if he is seriously injured, he will definitely not be able to play with him, just wait for Chu Yang to walk for a while, Mo Chengyu was still stunned, and finally woke up, wow Ya Ya screamed, only to feel that his eyelids were sticky, but they were stuck alive by the spittle Xingzi It can be seen that how nutritious the saliva secretion of Chu Yuzuo was, and he wiped it on his face and eyes, Mo Chengyu was so angry that he was about to rush out.
"Uncle Chengyu" Mo Qingwu shouted timidly: "Don't go, I'm here for fear that you will tell me a story" Mo Chengyu stood up suddenly, turned his head to look at Mo Qingwu, and couldn't help but howl miserably: "Little Ancestor, you two have to play to death."
Chu Yang was naturally waiting for practice, and now he has already gone away to continue his challenge The treasure knife is really given to you Hum in the future, this knife will still be surnamed Chu Chuyang thought happily in his heart; In the past two days, he has become more and more harmonious with Xiao Lori, Chu Yuzuo feels that the future situation is very good, and now he is imagining that he will return to Mending Heaven Pavilion in the afternoon after getting married, and check that Cheng Ziang and Chen Yutong have gone out to perform tasks; Wu Qianqian wore her own hideous mask and her black robe to sit in the Mending Heaven Pavilion, looking decent.
There's nothing to worry about, and as for the newcomers recruited during this time, they all train together.
In Chu Yang's words: I want to be promoted and make a fortune if I don't want to endure hardships, how can it be so easy The training ground is full of ghosts and wolves howling every day; What's especially outrageous is that I heard that there is a third-level martial artist, a person in his forties, who was actually cried by the practice of life, snot and tears, and he was so sad that he was really tired Such soft bones, Chu Yuzuo ordered: double the amount of training However, there was one piece of news, but it made Chu Yang a little uncomfortable: the black devil did not leave, but lived in Tieyun City, leaving early and returning late every day, and going out at night, still looking for the whereabouts of Mo Qingwu and Mo Chengyu everywhere As for the news of Mo Tianji and others who Chu Yang confessed to be closely watched, there was no news at all, in addition, Chu Yang greatly improved the defense force of the cell during this time, and constantly added manpower and facilities in all directions; Even, more than a dozen martial arts masters and more than twenty martial arts masters were transferred from Tie Butian's subordinates, and Chu Yang didn't know if the fifth gentle would be fooled, but he asked himself, if he was the fifth gentle gentle, I am afraid that he would send someone even if he knew that he was fooled Therefore, Chu Yang is now engaging in traps at all costs, ambushing every day, renovating tricks every day, adding new content to the original ambushes and traps, and later, even the masters who were seconded were a little overwhelmed: I rely on, this King of Chu Yan is so exciting, does he regard his opponent as a saint-level master or as a supreme As for making such a fuss But King Chu Yan couldn't listen to any persuasion at all, and still insisted on going his own way To be continued: