The white-haired old man's eyes struggled, but he didn't get up, he stared at Chen Feng with blazing eyes, and finally spoke: "My lord, the old man has a reluctant request, I don't know if the adult can agree to the old man?"

The strength of the zombie-faced young man in front of him was terrifying, and the white-haired old man would never forget the out-of-body incarnation he saw in Chen Feng's room at that time.

In his experience, the sense of crisis brought to him by that out-of-body incarnation was terrifying, almost overwhelming him.

There is no doubt that the incarnation outside this son's body is even more terrifying than this son's body, and it is a much more terrifying kind.

"Do you want me to help you kill the Blood Hate Heaven and recapture the Blood Refining Mansion? If it's such an rude request, you might as well put out this thought, you still need to run for your lives, don't involve me. Chen Feng said lightly.

The white-haired old man did not give up, and he continued: "My lord, do you know why that bloody hate is looking for my young lady?"

"Isn't it because of Jiuyang's physique?" Chen Feng said.

"Yes, but do you know what the Jiuyang physique does?" said the white-haired old man as if he had made up his mind.

Looking at the appearance of the white-haired old man, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Could it be that there is anything special about this Jiuyang physique?"

"That's right! The creation-level low-grade artifact in the hands of the Blood Hate Heaven is called the Nine Yang Dao Sword, which is the Nine Yang Dao Sword that Lord Jiuyang Heavenly Monarch has spent countless efforts and thousands of years to refine the essence of the sun at noon, and is using the essence of the sun as the material to create the nine-handled Dao Sword. ”

"If it weren't for the fact that Lord Tianjun had great trust in Blood Hate Heaven and was attacked by Blood Hate Heaven by taking advantage of the loophole, even if Lord Tianjun was seriously injured, it would be far from being something that Blood Hate Heaven could shake. ”

The white-haired old man continued: "And although that Blood Hate Heaven has obtained the Nine Yang Dao Sword, he can't exert the power of the Dao Sword at all, as far as I know, he can only forcibly use the First Yang Dao Sword at most, and the remaining Eight Yang Dao Sword can only be used reluctantly. ”

"And because my young lady is a Jiuyang physique, she is naturally compatible with the Jiuyang Dao Sword, and she has mastered my young lady, so it means that she can exert all the power of the Jiuyang Dao Sword and burst out the true power of a creation-level low-grade artifact. ”

Chen Feng's eyes flickered, but he sneered: "Then what, even if it is the First Yang Dao Sword, it also has the power of a creation-level artifact, which is not something that ordinary martial artists can bear, you asked me to help you, are you planning to send me to death?"

The white-haired old man waved his hand again and again, and said: "My lord misunderstood, if the young lady is present, she can control the Jiuyang Dao Sword, so that the Blood Hate Heaven cannot be used at all, without the Jiuyang Dao Sword, then the Blood Hate Heaven will lose a big help." ”

"If the adult can help me and Miss, the reward will naturally be no problem for us, and the old man will also give one of the Yang Dao Swords in the Nine Yang Dao Swords to the adult as a reward this time. ”

Chen Feng showed a contemplative expression, but he was a little moved in his heart, if that Blood Hate Heaven couldn't use the Nine Yang Dao Sword, maybe he could really try.

Moreover, this white-haired old man was willing to take out a Jiuyang Dao Sword, in fact, Chen Feng was also a little surprised, after all, if the Jiuyang Dao Sword was dismantled, this creation-level artifact would no longer be complete, and the power of the Jiuyang Dao Sword would be greatly reduced at that time.

However, Chen Feng also knew that this white-haired old man had no choice but to make this decision now, after all, it was really difficult for ordinary things to impress Chen Feng, and only creation-level artifacts had a huge attraction to him.

Even if it was only a part of a creation-level artifact, that power was far more powerful than a half-step creation-level artifact.

"I wonder what you think?"

The white-haired old man was a little apprehensive, he was afraid that the young man in front of him would refuse, after all, the latter was already his last hope, and his intuition told him that the young man in front of him was extremely not simple, and it might really be possible to help him and the young lady get out of trouble.

This is the gamble of the white-haired old man who gambled his life, if the bet is right, he may be able to regain the Blood Refining Mansion, and if he bets wrong, he will die.

Now, he could only gamble, because he and Xiao Yu were already suspected, and the next thing the two of them had to face was the countless masters of the Blood Refining Mansion.

With the two of them, how could they be the opponents of the Blood Refining Mansion, so he put all his hopes on the young man in front of him, and this was also his helpless move.

"Yes, but the reward needs to be changed, I need two Nine Yang Dao Swords, one is the First Yang Dao Sword and the other is the Ninth Yang Dao Sword. Chen Feng said lightly.

The white-haired old man's face turned slightly pale, and he finally agreed to Chen Feng's request with a light sigh, he had no choice now.

"My lord, the old man's name is Fan Anfu, you can just call me Fu Lao!

After the two negotiated, the white-haired old man also began to get close.

"Mu Chen!" Chen Feng said lightly.

"Brother Mu, we are weak, we can't compete with the thousands of troops of the Blood Refining Mansion, as long as you have the opportunity to sneak into the Blood Refining Mansion Mansion and get close to the Blood Hate Heaven, then Miss will follow you, then just kill the Blood Hate Heaven. ”

"When the time comes, the young lady will control the Jiuyang Dao Sword, and at that time, no one in the Blood Refining Mansion will dare to disobey, after all, the Jiuyang Dao Sword is the symbol of the Lord of the Blood Refining Mansion. The white-haired old man said with a smile.

"Well, this is the best, the death of this man in black may attract the attention of the Blood Refining Mansion, I have a space artifact here, during this time, you can hide in this space artifact first, and when I really get close to the blood hate queen, I will release you." Chen Feng said.

"Adults have space artifacts on them?"

Fu Lao was stunned at first, and then immediately showed a look of ecstasy, if Chen Feng really had a space artifact, then he and Xiao Yu would not have to wander around and dodge everywhere.

The young man in front of him, whose strength is terrifying, is undoubtedly the best choice to hide in the former's space artifact.

"You take this sandalwood and use it first, wake up everyone else in the inn, and then arrange it all out, and then I will take you into the space artifact. ”

With a wave of his robe, Chen Feng threw a thumb-sized square to Fu Lao, which faintly exuded a touch of fragrance.

Smelling this fragrance, the feeling of exhaustion on Fu Lao's body suddenly dissipated a lot, and the effect of that dream of eternal incense seemed to be dispelled a lot.

"Thank you, sir!"

Fu Lao bowed and bowed, and then hurriedly went out.

After Fu Lao went out, Chen Feng did not inform Wu Zongxing, but walked to the window and silently looked at the slightly pale sky, he knew that the dawn was coming, and he would have to go to the Blood General Pavilion again.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, Chen Feng frowned, and said lightly: "The door is not locked, come in!"

As soon as the words fell, the door creaked open, and a delicate face leaned out a little timidly, and then the man crept into the room.

A pair of beautiful eyes were as bright as stars, staring straight at Chen Feng, and in the depths of those eyes, there was a feeling of worship.

"Miss Xiaoyu, what are you doing here?"

Chen Feng put his hands behind his back, turned around, and stared at the delicate girl in front of him lightly.

There is no doubt that after Nafu Lao got the sandalwood, the first thing was to unravel the incense on Xiao Yu's body, otherwise Xiao Yu would not have been able to find Chen Feng's room so quickly.