Douluo: Miss Tang Sect, she blows up the audience

"I'll think about it." Lou Gao hesitated for a moment and chose to explore other issues first, "What is your purpose for this box?"

He was also very interested in the black box in Tang Qingxi's hand. It was also an ore that could not be easily calcined, and he noticed that there was a smell of blood after opening the box.

"Guess?" Since he had to consider it, why should Tang Qingxi tell Lou Gao.

"Then, why is there a sword embryo that is said to have been smelted and cultivated for several years under the furnace? How many people have you sacrificed to that sword embryo? It is full of evil. Why do you want to make such an evil weapon?" Lou Gao asked again.

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"I haven't sacrificed anyone alive, I just nourished it with blood. As for why it was made, do you believe it when I said it was to kill gods?" Tang Qingxi looked up at the building with a smile.

"How can it be possible to have such evil nature just by nourishing it with blood?" Lou Gao couldn't believe this at all. He said there were other god-killing words, just kidding, "...that's all, I won't ask if I don't want to answer the question."

"It depends on whose blood is used and what kind of strength that person is. But sooner or later, two living people will have to be sacrificed." It must be at the level of a titled Douluo.

After saying that, Tang Qingxi smiled meaningfully and walked out: "I will assemble it and refill the fire in the furnace. You can continue to forge parts with the remaining materials."

Such a short amount of time is simply not enough to forge a Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle. It is necessary to have some parts that have been made with the remaining materials before, so that all the parts needed for a Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle can be assembled.

Bibi Dong followed Tang Qingxi out and came to Tang Qingxi's own residence next door.

Tang Qingxi sat at the table and began to assemble the parts in the box. Her hands were so fast that they even left afterimages.

Bibi Dong sat aside, and the white cat who jumped on the table after Tang Qingxi sat down, all stared intently.

The parts in Tang Qingxi's hands gradually came together, and the hidden weapon began to take shape, and was completed piece by piece by Tang Qingxi.

After a long time, a complete Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle appeared in Tang Qingxi's hand, showing full sharpness and danger.

The white cat Arou's eyes were a little straight, and she looked at Bibi Dong blankly: "Can you understand?"

Bibi Dong nodded: "But it will take time to fully learn it."

Ah Rou slumped down on the table and said feebly: "I really don't have this talent, I'm so dizzy."

"Everyone has their own strengths. Don't force yourself if you don't understand. Ning Fengqin's talent is indeed rare." Tang Qingxi looked at the Burmese Pear Blossom Needle in his hand, confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, and put it back in the box.

"Okay, I'm going to get blood."

As soon as these words came out, Bibi Dong's face suddenly darkened, and then she sneered: "Go ahead."

Tang Qingxi took out a short knife, weighed it in his hand, and then walked towards the wall with the box.

Why doesn't she always like living in her own residence? It's just that this residence also has something she doesn't like.

But there was no choice. In order to be safe and not be discovered, the only option was to live with her and Bibi Dong. It was too uncomfortable to raise Bibi Dong there, so she was raised here with Tang Qingxi.

Tang Qingxi stepped on the floor tiles according to the rules, and then operated on the cabinet beside it, and then opened the complicated mechanism.

The entire wall rose directly to a height of half a meter, and there was another wall behind it. Tang Qingxi pushed the stone door on the wall and entered the secret room inside.

The secret room was very dark. There was only a weak, ever-bright soul guide lamp hanging on the wall, which also had an unpleasant smell of decay. The entire wall of the secret room was covered with a layer of special material to isolate it from detection.

The structure in the secret room is very simple. There is a jade bed with a ragged man lying on it. Chains made of special materials are wrapped around the man's neck and limbs, including the man's shoulder blades, hands, wrists, and feet.

The naked body was nailed with nails that were thicker than fingers and more than half a meter long. They penetrated the human body and penetrated deeply into the stone bed. The nails were even covered with almost ink-colored bloody scabs.

Tang Qingxi walked to the stone bed and looked at the dull and lifeless person on the stone bed with cold eyes.

"Long time no see, I'm here again." Tang Qingxi said, showing the short knife in his hand, "Would you like to guess where the knife fell today?"

At this time, the person on the bed had some reaction, showing an extremely complicated look, like regret and resentment, but in the end, only fear remained.

Tang Qingxi placed the box on the ground and cut the man's wrist with a knife. The blood immediately flowed out and flowed into a small pit under the wrist. Then it flowed along a ravine to the edge of the bed, and then dripped drop by drop into the black box on the ground.

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"Feng Qin made a very correct decision by not letting you die so easily. Titled Douluo-level blood is so useful. In the past, making the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle required blood sacrifice for at least one person. Using only one box of your blood

Well, it can also be recycled.”

Tang Qingxi's unceremonious blow stimulated this person.

But feeling the loss of blood in his body, the person on the stone bed gradually fell into despair, looking at the dim ceiling without saying a word.

He was almost speechless. He had lived in darkness for many years and had no chance to communicate with others.

Even if someone comes in occasionally to feed and clean him, he will be knocked unconscious first.

The person who came was like a ghost, and he didn't even have a chance to see his face.

He knew who the person was, he was once his subordinate, but he didn't expect that the titled Douluo who was sent to Bibi Dong would eventually become his most loyal supporter, and was indifferent even when he saw himself imprisoned here.

He never imagined that he would end up in such a situation.

Tang Qingxi waited patiently and stabbed his wrist again from time to time.

When the blood in the box overflowed the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle and filled the box, Tang Qingxi took out a bottle of medicinal powder and poured it on it.

This medicinal powder has an excellent hemostatic effect, and it won't be a problem for Titled Douluo, but it just hurts a little bit.

The person on the stone bed suddenly twitched in pain.

This was not over yet. Tang Qingxi then casually cut off a piece of meat from his abdomen and picked it into the black box with a short knife. He was basically unwilling to touch this person.

After sprinkling some more medicinal powder, Tang Qingxi turned around and walked out.

There was no other treatment for his wounds. The ninety-fifth level Titled Douluo's own recovery ability was strong enough, so he was not worthy of it.

After leaving the secret room, I watched the door of the secret room close, and Qian Xunji's eyes returned to dead silence again. (I forced this thing to come to life. I was not willing to let him simply die in the background story. Of course it was very unpleasant.

It's logical. It's my personal wish. Please don't judge my logic on this point. It's unreasonable.)