The Broken Knife Is Hopeless? Start With The Fusion Of The Demonic Knife Thousand Blades

Yang Lin took back the scissors and saw the other party breathing heavily.

Obviously, blocking the move just now consumed a lot of his energy.

"The people of the Shen Tong Clan are really powerful. That disc must be a medium-heavy treasure."

Kabuqi's nose was slightly open, and he breathed in the fresh grassland air rapidly.

"Is this the end? I still have one useless trick left." Yang Lin did not forget to tease.

When he was fighting just now, he felt a sense of electricity coming from his left eye, as if a shackle broke in his eye and a new power was released.

Yang Lin circulated the aura of the meridians throughout his body and used new tricks for the first time.

Countless golden light spots appeared behind the back, and the light spots gathered and adhered to the back. At first glance, they looked like the roots of a pair of wings.

Spots of light are scattered around the body, and hair grows on the bald skull.

Strands of bright golden hair kept popping out.

The golden light in the golden pupils intensified, as if they were set with a golden sun crystal that absorbed light.

At this moment, Yang Lin exuded a kind of divine power, making everyone stunned.

Why did he suddenly transform while he was doing this?

Lia below saw Yang Lin wrapped in golden light, and her blue eyes flashed with brilliance.

boom! boom! boom!

Just then, several gunshots disrupted the scene.

Yang Lin opened his eyes and saw a bullet streaking across his face.

"Depend on!"

I couldn't help but curse out loud.

The transformation was forcibly interrupted, Gan.

All the golden light spots around the body dissipated and disappeared into the air.

A middle-aged man wears a cowboy mask and holds a revolver.

He was riding a top-grade Harden motorcycle, puffed on a cigar and blew out smoke rings.

"call."

"People in front, let the girl go, or I will kill you within a minute."

He pushed the brim of his hat with the muzzle of his revolver, revealing an extremely handsome and angular face underneath.

"cowboy?"

No, aren't cowboys all in the West? Where did the cowboys come from on this prairie?

shepherd?

Yang Lin saw the motorcycle he sat on.

Keeping up with the times, wild horses have been replaced by motorcycles.

It seems to be the top-notch and very expensive kind.

Character: Maris.

Race: Elf clan.

Talent: B-level pistol.

Realm: Level 1 of Sixth Realm.

Items: Denim suit, dry cheese, mobile phone, niece's pendant...

Plop~

Kabuqi's body suddenly lost strength and fell down for some unknown reason.

Yang Lin looked.

I found a little red mark on the card at the level of my eyebrows.

Not surprisingly, he must have been shot in the head by the gunshot just now.

Stealing people's heads is shameful and hateful.

"It's prairie cowboy Maris. Why is he here? Run quickly."

"Get in the car, get in the car quickly, and you meet Maris, damn it."

"Hey, don't leave me, I'm not in the car yet, I'm not in the car yet!"

Maris on Harden's motorcycle spun the revolver a few times and retracted it into the pistol case.

"Lia, I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you still know who I am?"

"..."

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and Leah retracted her gaze from Yang Lin and looked at Maris.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he recognized the person, stood up, pointed at him and said in surprise: "It's uncle, how did you find this place?"

All the surrounding prairie bandits dispersed, and Maris stepped out of the car. The iron things on his boots made a crisp clicking sound when he walked.

"You think it's so easy for you to escape from your mother's clutches."

He smiled and stretched out his big hand to gently push Leah's head.

"Mom, could it be that she..."

"What are you thinking about? You're just kidding. You carry the precious treasure of our elves with you. I found this place based on your breath. To be honest, when I just heard your mother say that you came to this prairie alone, I was also scared. It’s not light.”

When she mentioned this, Lia felt embarrassed and wanted to pick her fingers.

I ran away from home and was caught by my uncle who was far away. I was really embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"By the way, uncle, why did you become a cowboy on this prairie?" He quickly changed the subject and secretly praised himself for being so smart.

Maris stretched out his index finger and scratched his cheek, which had a little protruding beard.

"Well, didn't I tell you once last year? It was too boring to stay in the capital, so I took this motorcycle with me to go out and do some heroic deeds. Look, this is your uncle's car, haha Get on the motorcycle.”

The two were talking.

Yang Lin quietly landed on the ground behind him, put away his magic sword Thousand Blades, and put away his scissors.

He walked up to the recently deceased body, stretched out his hand and rubbed it for a while, then remembered something, raised his hand and physically closed its eyes.

It's embarrassing to be stared at while searching for something.

Space ring +1, dry cheese +1, cigar +1.

"Most of the good things are hidden in the space ring, but this dry cheese smells so good."

He took out a silver needle and pierced it. He had put it into the space ring but didn't think it took up much space, so he never took it out.

"It's not poisonous and can be eaten."

Sniffed his nose.

A rich but not overpowering milky fragrance flows along the nose and through the taste buds, attracting the charming eyes of the lady with millions of taste cells.

Take a taste.

Put it in your mouth and chew it a few times.

It melts in your mouth and is slightly viscous, probably due to the addition of condiments such as maltose.

Great for snacking.

Close the lid and put it in your pocket, and take a slice when you have nothing to do.

"Uncle, his name is Yang Lin. He is... a friend I met on the road. He was the one who stepped forward to protect me just now."

Feeling someone tapping his shoulder, Yang Lin stood up and saw a middle-aged elf man standing behind him.

Maris smiled and nodded, looking at Yang Lin with a hostility that only he could feel hidden in his blue pupils.

"Hello, thank you very much for coming down to my house, Leah. Are you from the Divine Eye Clan?"

"I......"

Yang Lin was about to say no, but he saw Liya making subtle movements to hint at him crazily.

"It used to be, but not anymore."

"Hey, there's a conflict, isn't it?" The smart old uncle immediately thought of the reason.

Leah quickly stopped her: "Wait a minute, uncle, my friend spent a lot of energy fighting just now. I think we should take a rest first."

Once my uncle opens his mouth, he can talk non-stop, so his mother has annoyed him and thrown him out of the house many times.

I can talk about everything, whether it is relevant or irrelevant, relevant or irrelevant, and I can keep talking without listening.

"Lia, you're right. Are you hungry? Your uncle has some beef jerky here. Why don't you fill your stomach first?"

Maris turned his right hand and took out a twenty centimeter long piece of air-dried edible beef jerky.

The appearance is red and looks very attractive.

Leah shook her hand.

"No need, uncle, I'm not hungry."

"Oh, okay, have you eaten yet?"

"Well, Qi gave it to me before."

"!!!" The old uncle's eyes widened.

"By the way, there's also chicken essence, which is delicious."