Chapter 47
What excites Tang Dynasty most is that the sickle of the dead can be refined. After refining, he will get the blessing of the sickle of the dead, and have two seconds' Constitution of the dead. That is to say, when encountering the inevitable weapon attack, he can activate the "constitution of the dead", and then he will become nihilistic, just like an undead. Ordinary weapons can't hurt him at all, which is absolutely a talisman.
But Yan Xu didn't think so. After hearing this, he frowned directly. "This weapon seems to be very evil. Do you really want to refine it?"
"Of course, the weapon of evil is in my hand. I can choose to use it or not. If it is in other people's hands, others may not use it against me." Tang would never let that happen. In this life, no one would want to hurt him again. He would find those who hurt him one by one.
Tang Dynasty immediately materialized the cards to see what the sickle of the dead looked like.
A weapon nearly one person high appeared immediately. As soon as the scythe entity appeared, the temperature in the room dropped several degrees.
The handle of the scythe of the dead is nearly 170 cm long and gray black. The material looks like the bone of some kind of creature. The handshake is wrapped with strips of unknown black material. It feels very shabby. There are two bone to bone joints at the upper end, and sharp spines all over the top. A skull is inlaid on the top of the spines, one on each side. The two eye sockets of the skull are green. The left and right sides of the skull form a half moon shaped sickle, but one third of the skull is inlaid, big on the right and small on the left, The sickle is full of ferocious lines. The crescent shaped sickle is divided into inner edge and outer edge. The inner and outer edges are all covered with sharp wolf teeth.
The whole scythe of the dead emits a light green light, and the breath from the scythe makes people uncomfortable. Yan Xu looks at such a strange weapon, and doesn't agree with the Tang Dynasty to refine it. Once refined, it will melt into the yuan core of the Tang Dynasty and become a part of the body of the Tang Dynasty. How can such a strange and uncomfortable thing melt into the body?
Tang Dynasty was not moved by Yan Xu's persuasion. He held the sickle of the dead, and the cold air from it spread all over his body. Tang Dynasty could not help fighting a cold war. Facing this sickle of the dead, he would feel uncomfortable. Only by refining it and integrating it with himself, can he maximize its power when using it.
In the Tang Dynasty, a strange smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, staring at the sickle of the dead. Has been standing beside looking at Yan Xu, a grasp of his wrist, Tang shock, was awakened, do not understand to see Yan Xu.
Yan Xu cold a face, sink a way: "I don't allow you to refine it, it is very dangerous, can't you feel?"
In the Tang Dynasty, he snorted and said, "no matter how dangerous it is, it's just a weapon. It can only be used by people. Compared with people's danger, what's the danger of a weapon?"
Don't agree with the saying that you can't trust me when you want to use weapons to protect your family. I don't know
Tang Shi laughed and slowly pushed away Yan Xu, holding his hand. "I won't believe anyone except myself. Even if I trust you more than others, it doesn't mean that I will entrust my life to you. I know what I'm doing. I have a sense of propriety, and you don't have to stop me. Even if you don't allow me, I'll still do that. Besides, you don't have the right to control me, and you can't control me. "
Tang Dynasty is right, Yan Xu really does not have that right, so can only watch Tang Dynasty, so dangerous dead sickle, refining into their own yuan core. When Tang Shi opened his eyes again, a faint green light flashed in his eyes, which was strange and full of evil.
Yan Xu sat on the floor opposite the wall, looking at Tang Shi without expression, and Tang Shi was also looking at him, looking at each other, and Tang Shi laughed, "what's the matter? Afraid of me? "
Yan Xu's eyes were still fixed on the Tang Dynasty, and his tone was low. "You have changed a lot compared with four years ago. You are not the pure Tang Dynasty at that time."
Tang Shi's smile became cold. "Did you like me at that time? Stupid as an idiot, I spit on myself at that time. "
YanXu did not answer. In Tang Dynasty, the whole body's breath was obviously different. I can't say it's not good.
"Come on, don't sit there any more. There's still some time till dark. I'll try the power of the sickle of the dead." Tang Shi said, he got up and went out.
YanXu quickly stood up and blocked his way, "it's only an hour since dark. Where are you going at this time? Tomorrow. "
Tang Shi looked up at him and said with a smile, "I know there's an hour left. I'll kill a three eyed monster leader again. We can go back tomorrow."
YanXu insisted: "go again tomorrow."
In the Tang Dynasty, with a smile, he pushed aside the YanXu that was in the way and walked out.
Even YanXu can't stop him. Now YanXu is only 12 times more than ordinary people. He can't stop the Tang Dynasty. Even if he starts, he is not the opponent of the Tang Dynasty.
YanXu had no choice but to follow. Tang did not go downstairs, but went straight to the roof, standing on the roof, silently looking at the distance, do not know what to think, the figure appears lonely and lonely. Then jump up, from the top of this building, jump directly to the top of the opposite building, then run two steps to continue to jump, soon disappeared in the distance. YanXu didn't stay, but also quickly jumped to keep up. There was something wrong with the Tang Dynasty.YanXu has been worried about the words on the card of the scythe of the dead, "the scythe of the dead will have different forms of expression according to different people." what do different forms of expression mean? This sentence is so vague, it may be a trap, but he has no way to stop the Tang Dynasty refining it.
By the time YanXu reached Tang Dynasty, Tang Dynasty had already killed him in an old stadium. Facing the siege of dozens of three Eyed Monsters, he was not afraid. He waved the sickle of the dead in his hand, and each time he would take several lives.
YanXu didn't move. Standing at a high place, he watched the fighting in Tang Dynasty. He could see the corners of his mouth that Tang Dynasty pulled up. It was no longer the tight corners of his mouth when facing the killing before. He was enjoying the killing, the stimulation of blood and screams.
Every time the scythe of the dead was waved, there was a dark green breath of death in the air. In the Tang Dynasty, in the process of killing, the breath of death climbed up his arm along the scythe handle, and then wrapped around his whole body until he was full of dark green breath of death. He became more bloodthirsty. Not only the scythe reaped the life of the three eyed monster, but also the head Skull, he will step on the broken foot, seems to enjoy the pleasure of bursting.
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