Maybe I was disgusted by this sentence...

You can't make actual extra money, but you can still get a good meal with the dragon blood flying knife. This experience has cut off Zuo Xiaoduo's method of obtaining financial resources. If you can't charge the dragon blood flying knife, you will lose everything.

Ever since, in the whole day of training at the beginning, Zuo Xiaoduo directly sucked the target star beast into powder in most positions that others could not see. This action lasted for a long time, and he did not know how many star beasts were killed.

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Until Zuo Xiaoduo felt that the dragon blood flying knife in his hand had a heavy and sticky feeling. He stopped and took a look and saw that the blade was dark red.

Zuo Xiaoduo hurriedly wiped it with a white cloth, and the white cloth instantly turned into a red cloth.

After finally wiping it clean, I took the Dragon Blood Throwing Knife in my hand, but when I saw the dragon's head on the handle of the Dragon Blood Throwing Knife, a red thing came out with a beep... Overflowing with spiritual energy!

"I'll wipe it!"

Zuo Xiaoduo was shocked.

This is... the dragon blood flying knife is full!?

And...it was so overwhelming that I vomited?!

Vomited...vomited?

Dragon blood flying knives can actually be eaten!

While Zuo Xiaoduo felt incredible, he quickly put the Dragon Blood Flying Knife in his hand and began to absorb spiritual energy to practice. This practice lasted four hours...

After four hours of swallowing the sea, the Dragon Blood Flying Knife no longer vomited...

"You must not suffer from indigestion..."

Zuo Xiaoduo put the dragon blood flying knife into his natal ring as if he was serving an uncle.

The next moment, the civet sword suddenly came into hand, and as the fingers flicked the sword, bursts of dragon roars were heard.

Zuo Xiaoduo stood up with his sword in hand, his clothes fluttering, facing the thundering meteor shower, and walking calmly on the trembling earth.

In this situation, Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly wanted to compose a poem.

But after a lot of searching, it seemed that I couldn’t do it except copying what I saw in my dream.

"In the past there was a beautiful lady named Gongsun... I can't write this poem; I am a man. The carriages were rolling, the horses were rolling... it was not suitable for the occasion."

Zuo Xiaoduo thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out why.

She was originally a good pussy, but she pretended to be a piece of shit.

Damn it, never mind!

Suddenly, Zuo Xiaoduo remembered a poem for some reason, and felt that it was the right one for the occasion, so he strummed his sword and sang with his sword: "With a sword in my hand, there are thousands of bastards in the world; if I get angry, kill them all."

Bastard... Oh my, what a poem, what a poem..."

Next to him, Zhen Piaopiao, Xiang Bing and others, who were not far away from him, all changed directions with expressionless faces and fled away.

I must not get together with this psychopath. What if others think that I am familiar with him?!
Chapter completed!