Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1736 Bitter Fruit (Twenty-Five)

I see. It sounds like this person doesn't have much opinion about Lord Akons.

As Brother Chui Tou finished telling about his extraordinary life, Fu Qian suddenly understood why he was in such a mental state.

Compared to other people's fear of the darkness, he obviously had more experience and even witnessed the tragic end of his own kind.

Even though there is nothing too horrifyingly twisted about this sword, and it even has a sacredness as mentioned before, it is reasonable that one would never want to use it again due to some psychological trauma.

Besides, this is actually something that Brother Chui Tou should be grateful for. After sitting facing such a thing for so long, if he changed it to a more evil thing, he would at least grow some more parts on his body.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience. It seems I should have come earlier."

Facing the excited interviewee, Fu Qian tried to comfort him casually but actually grabbed the sword in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Uh……

The anger froze instantly, and it was obvious that this action had somewhat irritated the original owner.

However, Brother Chui Tou seemed to be hesitant to speak, but in the end he did not stop it.

"Whatever you want, I am finally free—"

The next moment, he seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed in his seat.

However, this relaxation did not last even for a second, and then he jumped up and looked towards the window.

Even the heavy curtains could not block the light, which was pouring in from every corner, making the lamp on the table look dim.

Its daybreak.

……

This is quite dramatic.

Fu Qian naturally noticed the changes happening outside more quickly.

Although this does not mean that he had sensed something in advance and then reached out his hand to create the illusion that it was destiny.

Just as darkness falls, it disappears without warning and cannot be grasped.

As for whether it was really destiny and whether this change was caused by his holding the sword, Fu Qian did not think there was a direct connection between the two.

The sword is indeed not an ordinary item. The moment you hold it in your hand, a feeling of indestructibility emerges in your heart.

The level of power contained in it is obviously higher than the Weaver's limbs that he had sent out.

However, that was all. Fu Qian did not feel that it had any more resonance with himself. It was nothing more than a magical weapon.

In fact, this should also be the reason why Brother Chui Tou and his colleagues can use it normally.

If it had a little more activity or special effects, this ordinary person would have been instantly transformed into something like a sword slave. How could Brother Chui Tou be so generous as to give it to others?

All in all, the dawn seemed more like pure coincidence.

"If it's really your sword, then okay...will you kill me?"

Although Fu Qian made an objective evaluation here, it is obvious that the person involved does not know his experience of using it. Coupled with the cup on the table with a bursting visual impact, it is impossible not to associate it with this natural phenomenon.

Brother Chuitou, who had finally regained his ability to speak, had a look of relief and self-mockery on his face at that moment.

"What do you think?"

Although what responded to him was even more obvious ridicule.

Without even saying a word, Fu Qian gestured in the direction of the door and then stood up.

Until Fu Qian came out and closed the door again, Brother Chui Tou didn't say another word.

  It was obvious that the latter had already realized the meaning of the other party's last action - if he really wanted to kill someone and take the sword, would he have to wait until now?

The other party patiently knocked three times on this door which obviously could not provide any protection.

……

Patience is indeed necessary. Not only did he obtain a magical weapon, but he also obtained the origin of the weapon.

Fu Qian, who said goodbye decisively, was also very satisfied with the trip.

As we all know, if you want to sell something at a high price, quality is one aspect, but more importantly, you need to tell a good story.

Now it seems that I can take it with me and have a good chat with Dorian.

In fact, this is also the greatest significance of this achievement.

Yes, the stuff is powerful, but Fu Qian never thought of this as a game of collecting equipment to defeat the devil.

My working environment has never been so simple and beautiful.

After realizing that there was such a thing in Brother Chui Tou's room, Fu Qian's only purpose was to treat it as a special collection item.

Just like a puppet in your hand.

The old lady's reaction after seeing her own face was unprecedentedly strange.

Fu Qian has never been blindly optimistic, so it is difficult to simply classify it as Dorian's improvisation in a dream as mentioned earlier.

What if the old lady really saw herself?

She has forgotten it now, as if it had never happened to her, so is she the only exception?

  For example, Ms. Sarah, the drooping brother behind him, and Dorian... What kind of scene will I see when I return after a while, and how will they react?

I believe I will get a definite answer to this question after I see the doctor later.

And before that, Fu Qian doesn't mind making some more preparations.

For example, take some extraordinary souvenirs from the places you have visited.

Fu Qian was very curious whether this would have an impact on his situation or become a special anchor point.

Speaking of the doll that had been in his possession until now, Hilaria took a look at it and after confirming that it was not damaged, he put it back into the hand holding the sword.

laugh……

His free hands flew flexibly, and he pulled out three solidified blood clots from his body and threw them away. Fu Qian then posed with a sword in one hand and a puppet in the other.

With the blood stains on his body, he looks a bit like an evil priest.

……

The sky was already bright.

Although there was no one to lead the way this time, it was still too easy for Fu Qian to remember the places he had been to.

Walking on the streets that have regained their light, although still empty, one can still feel the activity brewing inside the buildings.

Going out for a walk at dawn seems to be a nature engraved in human genes.

In addition, because the night ended suddenly, I believe that the old lady who left earlier would not have much chance to continue searching.

But on this first night, I was ultimately unable to meet "it" that cannot be named.

dong dong!

Without deliberately keeping a low profile, Fu Qian rushed back to the original clinic with considerable efficiency.

It was not too surprising that the latter's door was closed. After all, according to what he had said along the way, this person's business was currently very average.

Fu Qian also maintained his politeness all the way and raised his hand to knock on the door.

There was no response, but there were obvious footsteps approaching the door, followed by a pair of eyes looking out through the unclear glass.

"You-this doll is well done."

And almost instantly, the other party's eyes fell on the Hilaria doll.

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