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Chapter 1789

After Yun Xiaozi put down the Mongolian demon sword in his hand, he turned his head stiffly and looked at me. Under my puzzled gaze, Yun Xiaozi raised the Mongolian demon sword in his hand high like a tray, and then walked in front of me step by step.

What does this guy want to do?

Under my vigilant gaze, Yun Xiaozi knelt on one knee and knelt down at me, and then presented the Mongolian demon sword in his hand to me like a gift.

This Yun Xiaozi wants to sacrifice the Mongolian demon sword to me?

At first I suspected that Yun Xiaozi was going to cheat, but soon, the erratic sound of Dong'er sounded in my mind.

"Brother Pi, hurry up and take the demon sword over! I have already controlled the old dog's body!"

It turned out to be Dong'er, who controlled Yun Xiaozi's soul!

I was delighted, looked at the Mongolian demon sword that was raised high, and reached out to take the Mongolian demon sword.

But before my hand touched the Mongolian demon sword, I felt a burning pain coming from the center of my palm.

I quickly lowered my head and looked at the palm of my hand. I saw a hole in the center of my palm being cut by the sharp energy of the demon knife. Blood flowed out loud and dripping onto the blade of the demon knife.

This demon sword is too sharp, even if it is sharp, it can cut a person's hand from the air.

"Brother Pi, hurry up and take the demon sword!"

I also want to hold it, but the demon knife cut my palms until it touched him. I couldn't cut off my hand when I touched it.

Just as I was thinking this, I felt a little cold feeling in my body, as if something was establishing a connection with me.

Following this connection, I lowered my head and looked at the Mongolian demon sword in my hand, and saw that my blood was melting into the blade of the demon sword bit by bit.

After the golden demon sword long blade was melted into my blood, some blood-red patterns began to appear on the blade. The blood-colored patterns were printed on my blade, revealing a strange beauty in the luminous light.

It seems as if I can control this demon sword as long as I want!

Thinking of this, I reached out my hand and grabbed the Mongolian demon sword again. This time, when my hand was grabbing the Mongolian demon sword, the sharpness on the Mongolian demon sword began to spread to both sides like a tide.

This time, I grabbed the hilt of the Mongolian Demon Sword, and no wound appeared on my hand.

Just as I was about to take away the Mongolian demon sword, I heard the sound of extremely shrill ghost crying from Yun Xiaozi's body.

The ghosts of the twelve little ghosts emerged again.

"Master Tianyi, help us. We don't want to be annihilated. We want to be reincarnated. Please help us!"

"good!"

As soon as I spoke, Dong'er cursed, "What a f*ck, these souls have been perfectly integrated into the soul by Yun Xiaozi. You really think that you are omniscient and omnipotent."

"Dong'er, you can still control how long this old dog will last!"

"At most one minute, the demonic aura in my body...is not enough!"

"Okay, enough!"

I didn't dare to hesitate at all, so I took out a wedding ring from my pocket. After I injected some merit into the soul ring, I "brushed" from the soul ring and a transparent ghost appeared.
Chapter completed!
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