Tomb Robbers: Begin by selling Shirley Yang’s fake antiques

"Hey, Han Xiaoliu, do you look good?"

"It looks good. Miss Yin is so beautiful and beautiful, how could she not look good?"

Yin Nanfeng pouted and looked unhappy.

This greatly stimulated Han Xiaoliu.

‘What on earth is this bitch doing? I'm not that familiar with her, right?’

"Han Xiaoliu, I will call you Xiaoliu from now on, and Mr. Liu, I am talking about whether the hairpin looks good or not?"

Only then did Han Xiaoliu notice that what Yin Nanfeng was wearing seemed to be the one he had given to her.

"That, I didn’t expect you to actually wear it. It looks very good. Sure enough, anything a beautiful woman wears will look good."

Yin Nanfeng smiled again.

"Xiaoliu, I am here to give you a gift in return. I like the hairpin you gave me very much. Open the box and take a look. Do you like it?"

"Boss Yin, this wood......"

"Xiaoliu, I’ve already called you Xiaoliu. You can call me Nanfeng from now on. That’s it. If you call me Boss Yin again, I’ll get angry."

Yin Nanfeng interrupted Han Xiaoliu forcefully.

This appearance made Han Xiaoliu murmur in his heart, 'Is this girl attracted to me?'’

"Yin, uh, Nanfeng, this box is not simple at first glance. The things inside must be very precious. The hairpin I gave you is not valuable. This is inappropriate."

"Just open it if you want, there is so much nonsense."

Han Xiaoliu smiled, shook his head, and opened the wooden box gently. A strong murderous aura rushed to his face.

He was still saying it was inappropriate just now, but after seeing the contents of the wooden box, Han Xiaoliu's eyes were filled with tears. He froze.

Inside was a knife, with a total length of about 75 centimeters and a blade length of 56 centimeters. The blade was gray-black and densely covered with fine black lines, like scratches. The end of the blade was three fingers wide, and in the middle was a curved blade that was up to four fingers wide. The handle and guard were dark gold, with etched runes.

Han Xiaoliu grabbed the long knife with one hand and deposited it in his hand. It weighed more than 30 kilograms. The material of the blade could not be seen, but he guessed it was meteorite iron.

"As expected of the Crescent Hotel, this knife looks like a sword worth thousands of gold. It’s too precious. Take it back."

"Xiao Liu, you often go to the tomb and know how important the weapon is. Do you know the origin of this knife?"

Han Xiaoliu shook his head. He couldn't even see the wooden box, let alone the knife.

"Then have you heard of the black gold ancient sword of the Zhang family in Northeast China?"

At this time, Han Xiaoliu nodded. How could he not know that the black gold ancient sword is something that every time traveler has in his hands? It's just that he, a time traveler, plays with hot weapons, so he didn't.

"This knife is called Black Knife, and its previous owner was the Sixth Master of Black Knife from Laojiu Sect. Now you are also called"Sixth Master" on the road. This seems to be fate."

Han Xiaoliu suddenly excited, Black Sword Lao Liu's sword, this thing can compete with the black gold ancient sword, and it may even be one of the black gold ancient swords.

Maybe many people don't know that there is more than one black gold ancient sword. There are eight pieces in the set, and different knives are used for different occasions. The black gold ancient knife used by the younger brother is considered to be the Yanling knife, which should be the most commonly used and widely used one.

"Nanfeng, since this sword belongs to Black Sword Sixth Master, I can't take it away. I won't join the Nine Sects."

Yin Nanfeng caressed the buttocks of the cheongsam and sat down elegantly, then raised a pair of beautiful legs. The high slit skirt exposed part of the thigh, which looked extremely tempting but dignified.

"This knife was once mortgaged by Mr. Liu, and it was purchased by our Crescent Hotel for a large amount of money. It doesn’t matter much who its previous owner was. I was worried at first that you wouldn’t be able to lift it, but now it seems that you are not only It's easy to hold and use easily."

Although Han Xiaoliu doesn't know how to use a knife, he can still do basic chopping with a knife.

The weight of the black knife in his hand and the slashing action make Han Xiaoliu feel comfortable.

This is taking advantage of the situation.

"I didn't expect your strength to be so great. It is said that the strength of Black Sword Sixth Master is about 500 kilograms with one arm. Even Buddha may not be able to win steadily. He is the only master of the Nine Sects."

Han Xiaoliu trembled in his heart. His strengthened body's one-arm strength is exactly 500 kilograms. Is this a coincidence?

"Nanfeng, this knife is indeed very handy in my hand, but....."

"A sword goes with a hero, so take it if you still have it, if you still treat me as a friend."

After saying that, Yin Nanfeng looked at Han Xiaoliu seriously.

"Click~"

Han Xiaoliu put the knife back into the wooden box. This action made Yin Nanfeng feel tight, thinking that Han Xiaoliu was going to reject her, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

‘Does he really not want to be friends with me?’

"Thank you. I will accept the knife, but since we are friends, I definitely can’t take advantage of you. Just wait."

Han Xiaoliu came to the ground and picked up the jade eyeball.

"The most precious thing I have here is this, which I give to you. As for the hairpin, don’t take it seriously."

Yin Nanfeng was ecstatic in her heart. What she was happy about was not getting the jade eyeballs, but Han Xiaoliu's attention. A person who had no money and wanted to make money gave away his most precious things. This kind of friendship was the first time in his life that Yin Nanfeng experienced it. When I arrived, I began to understand Han Xiaoliu’s behavior.

"I will keep this jade eyeball for myself and will never sell it."

"What, do you want to use it as a token of love?"

Yin Nanfeng blushed, but then looked at Han Xiaoliu with a smile:

"Xiaoliu, I dare, do you dare?"

"Well......"

Han Xiaoliu said in his heart that he really didn’t dare, let alone getting married.

"Just kidding you, you also said that our identities outside are too different, so let’s just be good friends first."

Han Xiaoliu breathed a sigh of relief. Scumbags also want to see who is a scumbag. He didn't dare to provoke Yin Nanfeng too deeply.

"By the way, Nanfeng, if you want to keep this thing for yourself, you must consecrate it! I can feel the yin energy emitted by this thing. It shouldn’t be good to have around. As for how to do it, I think it shouldn’t be difficult given your relationship with Jiumen."

"Well, I remember, then I'll go first, bye. By the way, have you heard of Wu Sansheng from the Wu family with nine and three gates?"

"I’ve heard that Mr. Wu is very knowledgeable and has a good way of going to the tomb."

"He and his eldest nephew Wu Xie initiated a Lama-picking ceremony today"

"Guazi Temple? Qixinglu Palace? So fast?"

"Qixinglu Palace? I don't know about this. I've given you the news. I'm waiting for the news of your triumphant return. As for your store, don't worry, I'll find someone to look after it for you, and there will definitely be no problems. Bye-Bye."

Yin Nanfeng left the grocery store with a gust of fragrance. Han Xiaoliu put the wooden box downstairs and put away the black knife alone, then closed the store, started the car and went straight to the Lu Province Guazi Temple!

(PS: The hero's sword is in place.! It’s so hard to find pictures, so please leave some small tickets to support me.)