The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 241 Sword Tomb
Xu Xiangong grabbed the burning black cloth and threw it on the ground.

Although he dealt with it in time, his wooden arm had already been blackened by the previous flames.

"Girl baby, do you really think that this old man can't beat you?" Xu Xiangong's old voice carried a hint of murderous intent.

Resounding, holding the knife with one hand, he smashed the tail of the knife against the ground hard, and the ground was directly hit with dust. "Look, you're in a hurry. I didn't ask you to do anything. I just asked a question. Do you need it?"

Seeing such a powerful descendant of Taiwu, Xu Xiangong suppressed his anger forcefully, "Quickly ask, the old man has urgent matters!"

"Then let me ask you what the seven sword mounds have to do with you."

After listening to the resounding question, Xu Xiangong was stunned for a moment, and then stroked his chin, which didn't exist at all, with his right hand, "Then... what does the sword mound have to do with the old man, the old man doesn't even know what it is."

"Don't miss me, why did the sword mound suddenly appear after I rescued you? This is too coincidental, you must know something, right?"

"The old man has said that he doesn't know. Well, you've finished asking, baby, get out of the way quickly. Don't get in my way."

Faced with Xu Xiangong's words, Dangdang naturally didn't believe it. She stood there and stared at him vigorously, "Don't tell me, right? That's fine, you don't even think about leaving today. It's just time for lunch I'm short of firewood, you should be quite resistant to burning like this."

After finishing speaking, Dang Dang quickly touched the blade of Xintinghou with his left hand, and raging fire burst out from the blade again.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Xiangong was trembling with anger, he stretched out his wooden fingers and pointed tremblingly. "Baby!! Don't deceive others too much!!"

"Hey! I'm so loud that I'm too much of a bully, so do what you want!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Ning Shuning who was next to her came over and said to Xu Xiangong, "Uncle Mumu, if you know something, please tell Miss Dangdang."

"Hmph! Why should I tell you?" Xu Xiangong said in a resentful tone with his hands folded behind his back.

"Why? You poke your wooden head over and let me tell you with the treasured sword in my hand, what should I do." After saying that, he raised his Xintingwai knife in his hand, and was about to charge towards Xu Xiangong again.

Ning Shuning stood in front of Dangdang again, "Miss Dangdang, don't be like this, don't you know each other? Since we are friends, why use force?"

"Fart my friend, I kindly rescued him from the cracks in the rocks back then. According to the script of Journey to the West, he would have to call me master now, but now he doesn't even do such a small favor. What did he say in the future? There must be a big thank you, bah! I will brag."

Hearing this, Ning Shuning looked at Xu Xiangong in surprise, "So that's the case, then sister Dangdang, don't you have the grace to save Uncle's life?"

Xu Xiangong was so provoked by Ning Shuning, he waved the wood with his hand like a sleeve, "Joke! I am a fairy, how can I owe you a mere girl! Forget it, just ask, I will tell you!" You are."

Dangdang and Ning Shuning looked at each other and smiled.

"Then tell me, who is the weirdo in that sword mound? And why every time I defeat that sword mound, Fuyu's sword hilt can increase my true energy in my body?"

Xu Xiangong paused, stroked his chin with his hand, put his hands behind his back, looked at the clouds in the sky, and said as if recalling: "My old man also told you that there was a man in ancient times who was good at making swords, and he was reincarnated in the world. After ten lifetimes, every lifetime will pour out the good fortune of this lifetime to forge a sword, and this Fuyu sword hilt is made by him in the tenth lifetime, the other nine sword hilts are different, and their masters are the people from the sword mound , the ten swords are originally from the same line, it is only natural that you can absorb their true energy with this hilt, "

"Are you talking nonsense again? There are obviously seven sword mounds, but why did you mention nine people?"

"Joke, why did the old man lie to you a little doll! If you don't believe me, don't ask."

After the rebuttal was resounding, Xu Xiangong went on to say: "Those nine people are poor people. They can't rest in peace after death. Now they are all regarded as the puppets of Xiangshu. As a descendant of Taiwu, if you don't rescue them, you are still here. The old man really doesn't know what to do with nonsense."

Dangdang looked suspiciously at the wooden figure in front of him, "Then why is it such a coincidence that the seven sword mounds appeared just after I rescued you?"

"Who knows, maybe it's just such a coincidence. Okay, I've finished answering your questions, and I should go." After speaking, Xu Xiangong kicked his two wooden feet hard against the ground, flipped somersaults in the air, and landed in a bang. Behind him, he ran towards Baihua Valley.

"It turns out that those people are controlled by Xiangshu, no wonder everyone talks like a god." Dangdang murmured to himself.

She remembered the moment when her body was controlled by Xiangshu before, and instinctively understood that if she lost her mind completely that day, she might become one of those weirdos.

Looking at Xu Xiangong who was gradually leaving, Ning Shuning asked Dangdang hesitantly: "Miss Dangdang, do you still want to go to the sword mound?"

"Naturally." He said resoundingly and decisively, no matter whether these people are the incarnations of Xiangshu or what, every time after defeating a person, the true energy of her dantian will increase, which is real. Such a simple way to become stronger, she will not So easy to miss.

"Let's go, let's go to the Blood Howl Cult." Dang Dang put the closed knife back into the scabbard, and pulled Ning Shuning towards his carriage.

Xiang Dangdang thought to himself, after going to the Blood Roar Cult, he should also go to deal with the remaining sword mounds, and he doesn't know what kind of weirdo will be in the next sword mound.

Watching the resounding carriage gradually leave without following him, Xu Xiangong, who was standing on the canopy with both feet, heaved a sigh of relief, jumped down from the tree and ran towards Baihua Valley.

"This female doll is really powerful. It's really terrifying that her strength has improved so quickly in just a few years... I don't know if this year's Taiwu can escape the catastrophe."

A few months later in the city of Yangzhou, Xiangdang was driving a carriage on the road, looking at the rogues squatting or standing in the corner, she felt particularly cordial.

Just when she wanted to see who would cause trouble for her and let her move her muscles, she unexpectedly found that these people didn't even dare to look at her face, and even if they accidentally saw her face, she hurriedly looked at it. Keep your head down.

"It's really strange. Why don't these gangsters have any professional skills at all, and they don't come to tease me when they see such a beautiful woman."

(End of this chapter)