Swordsman of the World

Chapter 119 Demonic Qi
Yang Dong looked at the boy in the box and murmured in his heart, a whole boat of people died at the hands of the demon cultivator, but this boy survived, what a catastrophe.

Yang Dong remained calm, and put away the contents of several boxes first.

But Liu Ruyan kept stuffing it in her own pocket, euphemistically saying: "I am yours, and mine is yours, so I take care of it. If you need it, ask me."

Yang Dong squinted his eyes, and lightly flicked the money fan's forehead.

Although Liu Ruyan took the middle-grade spiritual sources, there were also three top-grade spiritual sources. She knew the value was great, so she didn't take them.

This made Yang Dong have a good impression of her again, thinking that she is a woman who knows the general situation.

After collecting three boxes, with a total of [-] middle-grade spirit sources, Liu Ruyan smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes.

Only then did Yang Dong wake up Mo Xiaolang. He looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was quite handsome. The swordsman's middle stage had undergone tremendous changes. When he woke up, he didn't know if he could stand the stimulation. .

He grabbed Mo little werewolf, he struggled in pain, and then woke up slowly.

When he woke up, Mo Xiaolang suddenly pulled out a dagger from his bosom, let out a loud shout, and stabbed him suddenly.

Ding!
Yang Dong clamped the dagger between his fingers, and lazily dug his earwax with the other hand, and said, "Are you repaying your kindness like this? Don't you see clearly who I am?"

"You demon cultivators, I'll kill you, I..." Mo Xiaolang roared excitedly, and suddenly found himself in a small space, and the two people in front of him were calm, mature, unfathomable, and the other was just looking. Ruo Tianxian, but there is a hint of poison in his eyes.

"Hi~!" Mo Xiaolang hiccupped sharply, as if he was overwhelmed by Liu Ruyan's murderous eyes.

Liu Ruyan was born in the Tianzhu Sword Sect, and had never been under the care of Liu Shengsha, so life was very hard, and she had already honed her will to kill without blinking an eye.

Her tenderness was also shown to Yang Dong.

This Mo Xiaolang would stab Yang Dong when he woke up, obviously Liu Ruyan didn't like him anymore, this stare, like a sharp knife, pierced into Mo Xiaolang's heart, scared the young him back in fear, Tears welled up in his eyes.

Mo Xiaolang was terrified. Before the merchant ship was destroyed, his father knocked himself out and threw him into the box where the spirit source was released. He didn't expect to avoid the magic repairer and encounter robbery again.

Yang Dong held the dagger in his hand, thinking about how to deal with this young man.

"Yang Lang, kill him, it's unnecessary to keep this person." Liu Ruyan advised him.

Yang Dong still hesitated, he was the type who would rather cause trouble than kill innocent people indiscriminately, and the idea of ​​stopping killing by killing was not suitable for him.

Liu Ruyan could see that her lover had a good heart, so she changed her mind: "Then send him to Puyun Plateau, and it will be the best of humanity."

Yang Dong nodded slightly: "That's how it is. Mo Xiaolang, there is nothing we can do about your father's death at the hands of the demon cultivator. When I saw it, they had already retreated and only found you. We plan to send you to A safe place, would you like to?"

After hearing this, Mo Xiaolang realized that his little life was saved, and he collapsed limply on the ground.

He hugged his head and sobbed in pain. He wailed loudly: "Not only my father, but my mother is also on the boat, my uncle, my uncles, they are all on the boat!!"

Yang Dong narrowed his eyes, he felt very uncomfortable, not that he was kind enough to empathize with Mo Xiaolang.

But this kind of thing, he has also experienced it!
When Yangjiabao was destroyed, his relatives also died, and the whole family was destroyed.

But Yang Dong has at least two fellow clansmen, Yang Le and Yang Xue. Although the relationship is not good, they are much better than Mo Xiaolang after all.

Just because he saw the shadow of the past, Yang Dong felt particularly uncomfortable. People are not grass and trees, can they be ruthless!

Riding this ingenious wood grain fish, he returned to the fairy boat, and the lame captain was surprised by Mo Xiaolang who Yang Dongshun brought back.

But thinking that Yang Dong is a big customer, he turned a blind eye and gave up.

Yang Dong saw that Mo Xiaolang was in a daze and hadn't recovered from the blow, so he threw him to Lei Zhong, an elderly master who was also a taciturn but wise man.

Back in the room, the cripple came to him and said he had something important to talk about.

Yang Dong was puzzled, and followed him to a separate small room, where the crippled woman in red was also there.

The lady in red sat on the chair, raised her seventeen-inch long legs high, revealing half of her buttocks, she looked at Yang Dong with a smile: "Boy, you like to meddle in other people's business."

Yang Dong clasped his hands, looked at the two of them, and said, "Don't beat around the bush, let your fart go."

"Hmph, you didn't know you got into big trouble." The cripple brushed his beard with a mocking expression.

"Damn it, I'm too lazy to talk to you guys!" Yang Dong was also annoyed, these two bastards spoke hesitantly, as if they wouldn't give up until they frightened him to death.

The cripple narrowed his eyes, he really wanted to bluff Yang Dong, but Yang Dong's psychological quality was beyond his imagination, and he was calm enough.

The lady in red waved her hand and said, "We have heard rumors from Tiandang Mountain before that Mo Xuxi of Wanbao Pavilion has a magical secret treasure in his hands. The robbery this time must be for the things in Mo Xuxi's hands." come."

"What about the reliability of the news?" Yang Dong asked in a deep voice.

"Of course it's reliable, we have a lot of connections." The cripple snorted proudly, very dissatisfied with Yang Dong's questioning.

Yang Dong asked again: "Then what do you mean, Mo Xuxi's things were given to his son? Moxiu will come to him sooner or later?"

"You're right. How can there be an impenetrable wall in the world? And we will sell news." The red-clothed lady said with puns, and there was a suspicion of threat in her words.

Yang Dong rubbed his forehead, unable to make a choice.

The lady in red said again: "Kill that kid, and you won't have this trouble. Let's see how we divide things? How?"

The cripple added indifferently: "If it wasn't for your sake, we would have done it long ago. Don't blame us for being indifferent, we are not as merciful as you."

"No, I saved him, and now I'm killing him, am I looking for something to do?" Yang Dong vetoed their proposal and asked, "Let him hand over the secret treasure and spare his life."

The cripple thought for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and nodded in agreement.

Soon the door god went to bring Mo Xiaolang back. In the small room, three people stared at him.

Mo Xiaolang gritted his teeth, his face was alert, his young heart was trembling.

Yang Dong asked: "Little wolf, do you know why you were robbed by the demon cultivator? It's not the superficial reason, but the real reason."

Mo Xiaolang's pupils shrank, and he became even more flustered.

When the three of them saw the change of his immature expression, it was clear at a glance that he also knew some inside information.

Yang Dong sighed: "These two are great sword masters, I'm just a sword master, I can't protect you. They want to kill people and seize treasures, I will let you hand over your things and spare your life, how about it?"

Mo Xiaolang hesitated, and said: "My whole family died for this thing, you want me to hand it over?"

Yang Dong shook his head: "If I were your elder, I would throw this thing away to keep the whole family safe. In my heart, people will always be prioritized by dead things, so I think it is best to give up and save life, and there will be revenge in the future." Chance."

Peng Peng, Mo Xiaolang's heart twitched, his eyes flickered, and he stared intently at Yang Dong.

He looked at Yang Dong excitedly: "If I give you something, can you guarantee that I will live?"

"I promise!" Yang Dong swore: "Save people to the end, and send Buddha to the west."

Hearing this, Mo Xiaolang seemed to have made a decision, and he became less nervous. He stretched out two fingers into his mouth, as if choking his throat, and finally took out a small black bottle.

He also vomited jaundiced water all over the floor.

Mo Xiaolang wiped his mouth, and said: "Ahem... this, demonic energy, is not ordinary demonic energy, it is extraterrestrial demonic energy, very ancient, the purest, it is the key strand for the magic cultivator who is going through the tribulation Life-saving breath."

It turned out that it was because of this, the three of them felt at ease, and the value was very high, not much more than a ray of breath from the Taiyi Shenmu.

After seeing this devilish energy, the lame man and the lady in red hesitated a little.

This thing is not a real thing, and the audience is small, so it is not easy to sell.

People who need this kind of thing are all high-strength demon cultivators who can kill without blinking an eye, so it's not easy to trade. This is a hot potato.

A transaction with unequal strength is not called a transaction, but a gift.

"Ahem, I still don't want this thing." The cripple was so embarrassed that he pushed the door and went out.

The lady in red smiled and said, "Then Yang Dong, let's talk about the non-disclosure agreement. What are you willing to pay to ensure that we don't leak the secret?"

In the end, Yang Dong spent [-] middle-grade spirit sources to make the crippled captain and the others ensure that they would not tell about the demon energy in their hands.

Yang Dong got the magic energy, and Mo Xiaolang followed him.

Yang Dongbai glanced at him and said, "Why are you following me? Go rest."

Mo Xiaolang stared at him with lively eyes, and said: "You have received my devilish energy, and you will teach me skills. You said, if you save your life, you will be able to take revenge. I want to become stronger, and I want to kill you!" Light magic cultivator."

Yang Dong sneered, this young man is a bit like his former self, he only wants to become stronger.

Yang Dong asked curiously: "You are only 16 years old, right? How did you awaken the sword soul?"

Mo Xiaolang didn't take it seriously, and said: "I have taken some pills and awakened the sword soul early, what's so special about it? The genius children of the great swordsmen, which one didn't awaken the sword soul early? Awaken the Sword Soul only when it is time, because it is safer."

"What kind of sword soul is yours?" Yang Dong asked again.

"Heavy martial arts sword soul!" Mo Xiaolang was very proud. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and sacrificed his heavy martial arts sword soul. The body of the sword was still blurry, and the shape and texture of the sword soul were not clear enough.

Obviously this kid doesn't like to study hard.

And heavy martial sword soul, as one of the most ordinary and ordinary sword souls on the Jianwu Continent, out of ten people, six are heavy martial sword souls, and there are really not many who can cultivate well.

Yang Dong didn't have any hope for him, and said lightly: "Okay, now you have two ways, either join me in a sword gate, or go back and join your old club, Wanbao Pavilion, choose."

(End of this chapter)