"It's cold!"

In the rented villa, the poplar who came back from another world had a cold war. He realized that it was almost winter on this side of the earth.

It was dark around. It was obviously in the middle of the night. After turning on the light, he saw that he was bloody and uncomfortable. He threw the bloody sword in his hand at random, turned on the air conditioner and rushed to the bathroom.

There was hot water in the villa at any time. He took off his bloody clothes and threw them into the automatic washing machine. He began to wash himself.

When I was a child, I used half a bottle of poplar for shampoo and shower gel. Then I changed into a set of clean and thick clothes. I didn't want to wash the clothes. I took them out of the washing machine and threw them into the garbage can.

There are also some blood stains on the floor of the room. I directly found a towel to wipe it clean. The towel was thrown into the washing machine to wash it. The blood ran into the sewer and the towel was not needed

Lying in bed, turn on your mobile phone and check the time. It's only one o'clock in the middle of the night.

"I don't think it can last for a week. Wanhualou must be a place of right and wrong. It's none of my business to take advantage of this period of time to have a good rest and play. Anyway, I don't need money, so I decided happily"

I'll throw aside the teaching of blood lotus in wanhualou, and see the blood tattooed sword that he left aside at will, Surprised to find that the blood stripe sword actually penetrated the floor, leaving a hilt still inserted on the floor.

"I'll go. How sharp is it? I just threw it casually "

in my heart, I was shocked. The idea of Populus alba extended into the blood striped sword, and the sword flew again, leaving only a small gap of 3cm long and several millimeters wide on the ground.

The blood pattern sword floats in front of the poplar, so he has time to look at the sword carefully.

The hilt and the body of the sword are integrated, and the material is the same. It is covered with blood like steel. The body of the sword is three feet long and very thin. It is only about 4mm thick by visual inspection.

"The long sword made of blood grain steel is a semi-finished Shinto sword. It seems light, but it's so heavy that I can't hold it. It's totally out of line with the laws of physics. Is it because the metal density of this material is too high, or is it so heavy because of the Shinto weapon refining technique? The strangest thing is that such a heavy object can be controlled by my mind like an arm and a finger. Clearly, my mind can only control a weight of about 20 grams... "

I don't understand. Poplar specially experimented. I put the blood tattooed sword aside and controlled other things with my mind. Yes, I can only control a weight of ten or twenty grams. I can't do anything more. But I can control the blood tattooed sword I don't know how many!

"It's strange. I don't understand. But there are two reasons for this. One is that the metal material can completely fit the idea and integrate with the idea, which makes me control the sword like an arm and a finger. Another reason is that it is refined by the method of refining weapons in the Shinto, which is supposed to depict the so-called array patterns and other things, which is against the science Learn to increase its weight and fit my mind perfectly at the same time... "

Thinking in his mind, Bai Yang integrated his ideas into the blood tattooed sword. He carefully felt every part of the body, but felt that the blood tattooed sword was just a part of his body, and there was no other discovery.

If you can't think of anything that you can't think of, why bother with that brain? Anyway, the result is that the sword can be controlled by itself. Simultaneous interpreting

's mind and his brain, can he fly like a legendary sword fairy?

Thinking of doing it, he turned over and let the blood tattoo sword fly up and float a few centimeters above the ground. Anyway, the blood tattoo sword was just like a part of his body, and he was not afraid to cut his own foot board, so he stood up carefully!

Then, with a crack, the bloody sword fell to the ground.

"No, I can't bear my weight. Yes, although I can control the blood streak sword with my mind, I can't carry myself. It's like I can lift my arm, but I can't lift myself. But I guess when my mind is strong enough to hold up my own weight, I will be able to fly the sword, paralyzed What more flying swords? I can surround myself with ideas and fly... "

To understand, these poplars are depressed.

Then test the sharpness of the blood tattooed sword. This is the ox fork. The blood stripe sword flies. The cabinet in the room is torn apart by the blood stripe sword just like tearing pieces of paper. The wall is no different from cutting bean curd. The kitchen knife is broken once and for all

After some experiments, he almost cut down what he saw. In the end, the whole villa was almost demolished by poplar, but he didn't find anything that could resist the sharpness of the blood stripe sword!

"It's amazing, my brother. Does God block and kill God within 25 meters?"

Standing in the mess of the living room, poplar reached out to touch the sword floating in front of him, staring at himself.

Then, I had a cold war. It was so cold that I rushed to the bedroom to cover the quilt. When I lost the blood tattoo sword, I saw the black token of unknown material that was thrown in the corner. The unexpected poplar controlled the blood tattoo sword to cut the token. Which one is more tough?

It turns out that Bai Yang thinks too much about it. After all, the weapon is a weapon. Although the token has some magical effect, the material can't be compared with the weapon. Under the blood stripe sword, the token can be easily cut in two! Then simply cut it into pieces and scrap it.Nothing special happened. The poplars who had a lot of fun was also sleepy. He stabbed the bloody sword into the wall and turned over to sleep

The next morning Well It's ten o'clock, poplar wake up, see the mess of the room, scratch head speechless, this is their own.

Find the mobile phone, find a decoration company, dial the phone and let the other party come to restore here, not short of money, great 4.5 million to complete.

When he got up to wash, he took the clothes he had washed last night out and threw them into the dustbin. The people from the home decoration company came over and explained to him. He went into the garage with his blood tattooed sword, and left the villa with a six wheeled Mercedes Benz pickup truck.

First of all, I went to the royal banquet held by a Taoist family in Song Dynasty. When the waiter was stunned, he ate a large table of food. After eating and drinking enough, he paid by card. Then he drove a Mercedes Benz pickup truck and suddenly killed his own metal processing factory.

When I go there, what's the situation?

When I drive to the door, I find that there are dozens of idle people here before. Now only one friend is playing single game in the security room at the door. There is no internet cable here

"Wang Qingjiang, where are the bears? Why are you alone? "

Poplar memory burst watch, remember the security room of that guy, in the car stretched out his neck asked.

"It's the boss. Brother Xiong, they went after the group of water ghosts. I'll tell you, the last time they were targeted by the cops. Hey, those drunkards did not expect that they would join hands and fight at a loss. The water ghosts ran away and were pursuing everywhere. Brother Xiong, they also went to find a way to chase them, to see if they could rob them by fire."

Wang Qingjiang came to the car to have a dialogue Yang said.

How long have you not given up? The white poplar is speechless. He gets out of the car with the bloody sword and shakes in front of Wang Qingjiang and says, "it's all for you. Do you have titanium alloy leftovers? Get me a scabbard "

" it's simple. Boss, don't worry. It will be ready soon. But boss, where did you get this sword? Why does it look so weird? Wang Qingjiang looked at the bloody sword in the hands of poplar.

"You know something about wool. It's an antique I spent 80 million yuan on. It's not long since it was unearthed, right? Where's so much nonsense? Get me a scabbard. It's not convenient to hold it like this "

poplars talk nonsense. This is the sword of another world. I'll tell you about it?

"The boss is so generous that he can give me time to play I'd better get scabbard for the boss first "

Wang Qingjiang grinned and ran to the workshop.

"You can't play it for you"

poplars keep up with it.

After entering the workshop, I saw an electronic scale on the edge. Wang Qingjiang did not pay attention to it and put the blood tattooed sword on it. To make Baiyang dumbfounded, this seemingly light blood tattooed sword actually weighs 145 kg!

It's nearly 300 kg. No wonder it can't be moved. Is it because of the material density or the refining method?

Baiyang is stupid. However, the amount of information is too small to understand. It is impossible for him to analyze the material composition of the sword, not to mention the origin. In case it is damaged, whose is it?

Wang Qingjiang quickly gave the scabbard to the poplar. He had a mechanical eye. He not only made the scabbard just right, but also made some beautiful patterns on it with laser. After spraying and sanding, he cooperated with the blood pattern sword without any sense of disobedience.

"OK, I'll go first. You can play slowly"

when you get something, Bai Yang is very irresponsible.

It seems that the scabbard is still in his hands. In fact, his intention is not to control the weight of the scabbard.

He took out his wallet and found the VIP card given to him by Tang Shiliu. The phone was connected at the first time. A sweet voice asked, "Dear Mr. Bai, the supreme VIP member, how can I help you?"

He meow, or the supreme VIP membership card, Tang shi16 had enough capital and said:

"well, I have a sword in my hand, which belongs to the controlled items, but I like it. I can't take it with me. Find an expert to get an art collection certificate or an antique collection certificate for me"

with those certificates, the sword can be carried on the plane train, even if I have those certificates It's all right to be found by the police, which poplar still knows.

"OK, Mr. Bai, please provide a picture of the sword and your address. We will send it to you as soon as we have finished it."

"OK, then send it to my place where I live"

hang up the phone, and Bai Yang took a picture of the blood tattooed sword and passed it to him. Then he thought, what is he going to do next?

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