Only me in the world is normal

Chapter 56 Locked Equipment

Naturally, Wang Xiyu who ran away did not hear Xia Yanzhen's words.

If she heard it, she would only answer "No more". Wang Xiyu still knew very well how to choose between the gun and life.

This gun is called Weeping Blood.

There are blood grooves on the head of the gun, and even the front part of the gun barrel. With Wang Xiyu's martial arts, people who are injured by weeping blood will often bleed continuously, and even luck can't stop it.

Coupled with those special blood slots, there will be a crying sound between the spear swinging and stabbing.

Hence the name Crying Blood.

Weeping blood chasing the sun, it is said that this move has the power of "chasing the sun", and its lethality is self-evident.

Looking at the Jianghu, there are no more than ten people who can take this shot head-on.

And out of ten, only five accepted this move without injury or almost without injury.

Among the five, two are the protectors and dharma kings of the Demon Cult.

Because they happen to have an advantage in martial arts, they can take the daily shot basically without injury.

There are three other people who are pure martial arts and strong, and they are head-to-head.

These three people are Fang Duzun who has already died, Taishan Beidou, the leader of the Lingxiao School, and the master of Shanhaimen.

Now, there is one more person who can take on each day head-on.

No matter who this person is or what his origin is, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that he has the ability to kill all of them!

Therefore, Wang Xiyu ran away without saying a word. Of course, she was not really a lunatic, and she would go up to die in the face of an enemy that could not be matched at all.

It's not crazy, it's stupid.

You idiot, it is impossible to take the position of the head of the Demon Cult Battle Hall.

"It's really fast." Xia Yanzhen raised his weeping blood, as if he wanted to imitate Wang Xiyu, and also shot a javelin.

However, the people in the battle hall ran really fast, and there was only a small shadow left in a short time.

Xia Yan really thought about it, but in the end he didn't do that.

He can't throw a javelin, and there are passers-by in the distance, so it's not good to miss it.

"These two horses haven't gotten up yet." Back to the carriage, Xia Yanzhen said.

Tao E and the others got out of the car, their faces showing the expression of the rest of their lives.

Not to mention the two horses, even they felt a terrible life-and-death crisis when the spear was released, and now their legs are a little fluttering.

"Slow down a little bit." Tao E said.

It is to give the two horses a break. They are also people who have experienced many times of life and death. The floating legs are factors that are difficult to control physically.

It's not that I'm really scared.

Fang Tianxing was left lying in the carriage silently, not knowing whether to be happy or despairing.

Several people were outside the carriage, Xia Yanzhen handed over the spear in his hand: "This gun is very interesting."

Tao E was mentally prepared, and took it with both hands, but it still sank, and he almost couldn't grasp it, so he just stood it on the ground.

The weight of this gun is heavier than Burning Blood. It may weigh seventy to eighty catties, which is comparable to that of Second Master Guan's Qinglong Yanyue.

However, compared with the weapons weighing hundreds of catties in "Shuo Tang", it is still far behind.

After Tao E held the gun, the imprint of the apostle appeared with words and instructions——

Crying Blood (Locked)
Formerly known as the Tiger Head Spear, it is the proud work of casting master Mo Wuxie. The unique blood grooves on the head and barrel of the gun will make the wound bleed continuously and make it difficult to stop the bleeding.It makes a whimpering sound between waves, hence the name.

Straight mother thief, who allowed you bird people to change the name of the old man's tiger head gun?
Locked state, can be taken out after unlocking, unlocking method (just complete one):
1. The owner of the object needs to die or voluntarily give up.

2. Hold this object for 20 natural days (the time put in the imprint space is not counted).

There is no doubt that this gun is equipment and props.

But because the owner Wang Xiyu is not dead, it is in a locked state. If the conditions are not met before leaving, it will be successfully unlocked.

Even if it is put into the imprint space and returns to the real world, it will not bring out this gun.

That's why Xia Yanzhen asked if he wanted this gun, but Wang Xiyu was so focused on running for his life that he didn't have time to answer his question.

Now this weeping blood gun is still locked.

Only when the conditions are met can the gun be truly owned.

"So there is still such a restriction." Tao E whispered.

In this way, it greatly restricted their dream apostles from using various tricks to obtain some powerful equipment and props in the mission world.

Why don't the things I steal and cheat with my ability not belong to me?
Sorry, but certain conditions need to be met to belong to you.

Naturally, there is nothing to say about the ownership of this Weeping Blood, and only Xia Yan is really capable of wielding a spear of this weight.

After waiting for a while, the horse pulling the cart recovered and stood up after snorting a few times.

Several people boarded the carriage again and continued on their way.

Weeping Blood was placed horizontally behind Xia Yanzhen and Wang Bing, without holding it in his hand, but it was still in a "holding" state.

Xia Yan really doesn't care about this time, if the imprint space is not full of steaming steamed buns, the space capacity is not enough.

He had already thrown the weeping blood into it.

The weeping blood was heavy, and the horse was tired after pulling it.

Put it in the imprint space, no matter how heavy it is, it won't have any effect.

"I feel a little bit against the blood."

Xia Yanzhen muttered a few words.

The two weapons he got, one burning blood and the other weeping blood, both have some special effects, and they are all related to blood.

"Next, you need to be on guard against the people in Xuetang, but don't pay too much attention to it." Continuing on the road, after a long silence, Fang Tianxing spoke.

"Blood Hall?" Tao E asked.

"The Demon Cult has five halls..." Fang Tianxing said.

The five halls of the Demon Sect, the Battle Hall, are mainly responsible for fighting; the Dark Hall, information tracking, etc.; the Blood Hall, responsible for assassinations and assassinations; Fang Duzun is a die-hard loyalist, and no one else can intervene at all.

The last one with the least number of people, Xing Tang, is internal. According to Fang Tianxing's guess, Xing Tang is probably gone because of the civil strife in the Demon Cult.

"Why don't you pay too much attention to it?" Tao E asked.

The biggest threat to them from the Jianghu people may not be martial arts masters.It is all kinds of colorless, odorless, soundless, and unreasonable poisons.

Everyone here, except for Xia Yanzhen, the others couldn't bear those poisons.

It was precisely because of this that Tao E bought a lot of steamed stuffed buns—if someone had poisoned them there in advance, it would be impossible to understand.

For the next journey, you must pay attention to food and drinking water, and try to avoid "poison from the mouth".

"Because most of the blood hall was originally controlled by me, and all the elites are in my hands." Fang Tianxing smiled.

He is the strongest and most powerful of the four Sons.

It can be said that before he started to kill his father, the probability of successfully becoming the next leader of the Demon Cult was already [-]%.

Regardless of martial arts, only from the perspective of real power, Fang Tianxing is the second person of the Demon Cult.

No.1 is of course Fang Duzun, the strongest battle hall and the most important wealth hall are held in his hands, and no one dares to touch them.

The second person killed No.1, which is the main reason for the civil strife in the Demon Cult.

Simply killing the leader by the Holy Son is not enough to make the Devil's Cult into a mess.

"So that's how it is." After listening to Fang Tianxing's words, Tao E was stunned, and asked again, "I'm a little curious, why did you kill Fang Duzun? Isn't he your father?"

"Ha... cough cough cough!"

Fang Tianxing originally wanted to laugh out loud, but ended up coughing - his body didn't allow it.

"Fang Duzun has 53 children in total." Fang Tianxing said, "And I am the only one who has survived so far. He said that the weak are not worthy of being his son."

Everyone in the world knows that Fang Tianxing is the second son of Fang Duzun, but they don't know that Fang Tianxing is actually the second son of the famous sons who survived.

Those who are dead or not dead but useless are not worthy to be Fang Duzun's sons.

"Where's your daughter?" Wang Bing turned around and asked.

Fang Tianxing said: "Fang Duzun doesn't need to marry relatives, daughters are of no value to him."

"Understood." Tao E did not continue to ask.

Fang Tianxing and Fang Duzun just happen to be related by blood, their real relationship is not father and son.

Fang Duzun used the method of raising Gu to cultivate heirs and heirs.

Naturally, the ones raised are also cruel and ruthless people without any feelings at all.

Fang Duzun didn't care about this.

In his plan, he will definitely die in the end, but definitely not at this time, he will be killed when he is almost old and his strength is greatly reduced.

into the night.

A post station on the side of the road is not abandoned and dilapidated.

As an inn right next to the official road, no one lives there, and every time a traveler passes by here to rest overnight, he will take care of it to some extent.

In the case of frequent occupancy and maintenance, the station will not be abandoned.

If no one lives in it for a long time, rats, insects and ants will run amok, such a wood and stone house will collapse within a few years.

There are tables, beds, and chairs in the room of the station, which is fairly clean.

A few people put together the table and chairs and dealt with it all night.

The watchmen were Fang Tianxing and Tao E.

It was just a trivial matter that Tao E stayed up all night, while Fang Tianxing had rested during the day. As a real veteran, he had rich experience and needed a night watch.

As for the recovery of the injury, it is impossible to rest for a year or a half, or to find a famous doctor.

It doesn't matter if you sleep more or less every day.

On the contrary, he is sober, and it is good for him to exercise occasionally to heal his injuries.

"Wake up, someone is there."

In the quiet night, Fang Tianxing's voice suddenly broke the silence.

Xia Yanzhen and Wang Bing woke up almost instantly, while Gao Qiang and Baihuang were still asleep.

"There is smoke at the front door, don't chase after it." Fang Tianxing said concisely.

Xia Yanzhen opened the door, but saw no one in the darkness.

The thief has left.

Two very thin sticks of incense were lit at the door, and the red dots flickered on and off.

Xia Yanzhen picked up two incense sticks and pressed them on the ground, then returned to the room.

Fang Tianxing picked up the fine incense, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and said: "Sure enough, it is a person from the Blood Hall. This is the smoke commonly used in the Blood Hall. It is colorless and odorless after being lit, and it is difficult to detect it during the day."

"...You didn't faint suddenly, did you?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

My knife is heavily poisoned!
"It needs to be ignited to be effective." Fang Tianxing glanced at Xia Yanzhen speechlessly, "And it doesn't make you faint as soon as you smell it."

He is not a fool.

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