The third of the eighth watch! Brother Yun is going to uncover the mystery of the capital step by step, Bu Zheng is begging for a monthly pass!
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The silver-gray car slowly passed through the night.
Ling Yun quickly finished the chat, and he frowned and said, "How can a mere Chen Jiangui get a magic sword like Dark Storm?"
It's a pity that neither Paul nor Jester can answer this question, because they have never seen Chen Jiangui holding this sword, and they also don't believe that Chen Jiangui can get this magic sword, and they are equally puzzled.
Ling Yun murmured thoughtfully: "From this point of view, the Chen family's influence in the United States must not be small..."
Ling Yun never believed that Chen Jiangui alone could get such a terrifying magic sword in his hands with a trip to the United States.
However, these are not important anymore. Now, this magic sword has become Ling Yun's possession.
"It is estimated that he will definitely feel distressed to death now... Hehe..."
There is no doubt about it, losing the dark storm is even more distressing than Chen Jiangui losing his own life.
However, if it weren't for this magic sword, Ling Yun's sure-to-kill knife in the air would have cut Chen Jiangui in two.
"It's just that since he has this magic sword, why doesn't he use it to give you a first hug? Doesn't he want to turn you all into his loyal subordinates?"
Ling Yun quickly asked the second question.
"Boss, he doesn't dare. Really, except for you, no ordinary blood clan member dares to do such a thing. This is asking for death, and he will be attacked by the soul power of the demon king Dinaster..." Jester murmured Said.
"But, I didn't feel that I was being attacked by the soul?" Ling Yun asked doubtfully.
"Boss, that's because your soul power and blood power are too strong, far surpassing Dienast... You are the nemesis of all blood races..." Paul explained with a smile.
Suddenly, Ling Yun suddenly thought of something, and he said angrily: "Since you know that if I give you your first hug, you will suffer the soul attack of Dinaster, why do you let me give you your first hug?"
Jester hurriedly explained: "It's not what you imagined, Boss, because you are not a vampire, this sword is just an ordinary sharp sword in the hands of ordinary humans, and it only has a deterrent effect on vampire members..."
Paul also followed up and said: "If the blood of ordinary people is strong enough, you can also use the dark storm to give the blood race another first embrace, but we didn't expect that your blood is really, really powerful beyond description... None of us really thought of that."
"So that's the case, then it seems that I have wrongly blamed you..." Ling Yun said casually, and asked again: "What level of blood will not be afraid of the deterrent power of this magic sword?"
"At least the level of the grand duke, but that damned Chen Jiangui, maybe because he is the most mysterious ancient martial arts master in China, so he dared to take out this sword when he was a viscount. It can only be used as a sharp sword... "
Paul's analysis was correct. When Chen Jiangui reached the Viscount, he found that he dared to touch the sword. He relied on his own ability to fly, thinking that he would be absolutely invincible when facing ancient Chinese martial arts masters, so he wanted to take it. Facing a dark storm, to frighten the blood descendants of the Chen family, so that they would obediently obey orders and serve him more carefully, but they never thought that before returning to the Chen family, they would meet Ling Yun sadly, and he really deserved it bad luck.
"Where is the other magic sword, Shenfeng, now?"
Ling Yun vaguely began to look forward to the other of the two magic swords.
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After returning home, Ling Yun walked through the cloudy sky maze, came to the basement, met with Cao Tianlong, saw that there was nothing abnormal, left the basement by himself, and went back to his room to practice.
Anything can be delayed, but cultivation cannot be delayed. He will soon reach the Qi training period, so every second counts.
In the early morning of the next day, after Ling Yun finished his cultivation, he called Mr. Cui directly and asked him to find a way to find a slaughterhouse and bring over a hundred and eighty catties of animal blood.
Then, Ling Yun tried to let Paul and Jester walk around in the sun for a while, and found that they could indeed accept the sun's rays, so she felt relieved, and happily, she took them out for a Western-style breakfast.
For Paul and Jester, Ling Yun is not only their master, but also their reborn parents, the god in their hearts, because Ling Yun gave them a new life.
Back in the yard, Ling Yun took out two of the gold bricks that Miao Xiaomiao gave him, thinking about making a pure gold longbow as soon as possible.
The body of the bow is made of pure gold, and the bow string is naturally made of black gold magic silkworm rope. As for the arrows, Ling Yun uses them to deal with the flying vampires, so of course they must be made of pure silver.
The golden bow and silver arrows, and the black-gold magic silkworm rope as strings are definitely extremely extravagant, but for Ling Yun, it is not a problem at all.
"We have gold, but we still need a lot of pure silver. Where can we get this stuff?"
Ling Yun was depressed, and thought that it would be great if that guy Tang Meng was here, he didn't have to bother with his own brain at all, and he promised to get it for himself properly.
Although the materials are extravagant enough, this is not refining, it is just making ordinary bows and arrows, so Ling Yun can only do it step by step.
Ling Yun has only one requirement for the bow, and that is the pulling force of the bow, because this determines the speed and range of the arrow.
As for the accurate head, Ling Yun possesses a powerful and condensed spiritual sense, and Yin-Yang divine eyes, plus the absolute stability of his two hands, there is no need to worry at all.
Soon, Cui Lao came, he brought a black van, and asked two people to move four barrels of fresh animal blood out of the van, each barrel was at least twenty kilograms, full of thick blood The smell of blood.
After the two men moved the four buckets of blood into the yard, they immediately exited the yard quietly and drove away.
Ling Yun called Paul and Jester out, and asked them, "Fresh animal blood has been obtained, you should have a way to keep the blood flowing, right?"
Paul smiled gracefully: "Yes, boss, this is a compulsory course for us blood races that everyone must learn in the shortest possible time."
After Paul finished speaking, he personally came to the back of the silver-gray car, opened the trunk, took out an exquisite medicine bottle, opened the medicine bottle, sprinkled the dark red crystal powder inside into the four barrels of blood, and sprinkled some .
Then, he smiled and said to Ling Yun: "Boss, this is extracted from the special substance in the blood of our blood race. It is better than the best anticoagulant developed by humans. It can not only prevent blood from coagulating, but also It keeps them fresh forever."
Ling Yun nodded: "Okay, then you can take these four barrels of blood to the door of the basement."
Paul and Jester started to get busy, while Ling Yun brought the stunned Mr. Cui into the room.
When he entered the room, Ling Yun pressed Elder Cui's body stiff from shock on the sofa and sat down. Elder Cui still maintained an incredulous expression.
"Young master, this... these are the two blood descendants? Paul and Jester?" Elder Cui asked in shock.
Ling Yun laughed proudly: "That's right, but Mr. Cui, don't worry, they are my servants now, the most loyal servants, and they will never betray..."
"But... But how did I see them appearing in the sunlight just now?" This is what shocked Mr. Cui the most about the two descendants of the blood race.
"It's a long story..." Ling Yun quickly told Elder Cui briefly about what happened last night. He tried not to talk nonsense as much as possible, but he still talked about it for about half an hour, which made Elder Cui's shocked mouth shut. Closed.
"Old Cui, the members of Cao's family are all in the basement now, do you want to go and have a look?"
After Ling Yun finished speaking, he said to Mr. Cui.
Elder Cui let out a long breath, and finally spoke: "Young Master, without the permission of the Patriarch, I can't just go to see them casually. Moreover, you saved the people of Cao's family. Naturally, this kindness must be Let the Cao family remember you."
After all, in Ling Yun's basement, there are only eleven members of the Cao family besides Cao Shanshan, and there are three heads of the Cao family, old, middle-aged and young. The Patriarch of the Ling family went to talk to them, and Mr. Cui obviously considered his status.
Ling Yun was amused, and didn't bring up the matter again. He pondered for a while, and said directly to Mr. Cui: "Mr. Cui, I have two urgent needs right now. I urgently need to make a longbow and many arrows; and, We also need to make some special firearms and silver bullets, can you see if there is any way?"
"Longbow... The young master made the longbow because he was afraid that Chen Jiangui would fly into the sky and would not be able to reach him, so he wanted to use it to shoot him, right?"
Cui Lao immediately understood what Ling Yun meant, and asked with a smile.
Ling Yun nodded: "That's right, he thinks he can fly, so he's awesome? I insist on making it difficult for him..."
Cui Lao smiled and said: "This is easy to handle, I will take you to a place now..."
"Where?!" Seeing Mr. Cui's mysterious look, Ling Yun's interest suddenly increased.
"Young master, you don't need to ask any more questions, you will understand everything when we get to the place..."
Before Ling Yun left, he went to the basement first, and personally carried four barrels of blood into the cloudy sky maze, and then came out, told Paul and Jester to watch the yard, and then left with Cui Lao in peace.
The two drove the car around and out of downtown Beijing, all the way north, beyond the Seventh Ring Road, and then came to a dilapidated, very inconspicuous factory.
After entering the factory, the two got out of the car and walked directly into the factory building. Ling Yun raised his eyes and saw that the factory was deserted and deserted, with only a few scattered people busy with their own affairs there, and he was even more puzzled.
"Old Cui, what, what is this place?"
Elder Cui smiled mysteriously: "Young master, this is the weapons workshop of our Ling family."
(end of this chapter)