What's going on? Why did she ask him if he was afraid of pain? What was she going to do?
"No, no, I'm not afraid of anything for you."
This short and fat Childe was already obsessed with lust, so he answered directly without thinking. The beautiful hostess was so close to him that she could do whatever she wanted. How painful could it be?
"Then give me your hand."
With that, the beautiful emcee actually took the initiative to hold his hand. The pudgy man was very proud of himself, while the male martial artists in the audience sighed, feeling that they had suffered a great loss. If they had known this would happen, they would have come on stage earlier. At least they could have held hands with the beautiful hostess.
Tut, tut, tut … Now they could go back without washing their hands for two months. Just when everyone was feeling envious and jealous, they saw a red light flashing.
"Ah …"
The pudgy man let out a long scream, like a pig being slaughtered during the Spring Festival.
"Sir, didn't you say you were not afraid of pain?"
The beautiful hostess was not flustered at all. She continued to hold his little fat hand. In order to show his courage, the pudgy man had to hold it back. But for some reason, his fingertips were really painful. In fact, he also felt strange. It was just a fingertip that was pricked. Why did it hurt so much?
"Ha, ha, ha, fortunately, I didn't go on stage. It turns out that I'm going to be pricked."
Some martial artists felt lucky that they didn't go on stage when they saw the pudgy man being pricked.
"You're so useless. It's just a little pricking. As long as the beautiful woman is willing to hold my hand, it doesn't matter if I have to stab you ten more times. "
The male martial artists in the hall made a lot of noise, which made the pudgy man speechless. Because he had bragged about his wealth before, everyone had a problem with him. Now that they had seized the opportunity, of course, they wouldn't let it go.
"Humph, who's afraid of pain? Come on, stab me as many times as you want. "
The pudgy man became excited and stretched out his hand for the beautiful hostess to stab him. When he spoke, everyone stared at his hand. He didn't know what was going on.
"No, you'd better try to stop the bleeding by yourself first."
The beautiful hostess didn't continue to stab him with the Blood Breaking Flying Sword, because the pudgy man's hand was bleeding like a small fountain. He didn't expect that he would bleed so much just by pricking his finger. Could it be that he had pierced a blood vessel?
The pudgy man thought it was okay. He was a martial artist in the Heaven Immortal Stage. Such a small injury would heal itself in a short while. In order to perform well in front of the beautiful host, he deliberately circulated the True Essence in his body to his finger, hoping that the wound would heal faster.
"Puchi!"
As a result, under the attention of the True Essence, the wound opened up even more, and blood sprayed out like it was free.
"What happened? What did you do to me?"
Only then did the pudgy young man realize that something was wrong. He couldn't heal the wound on his finger at all. The more he used, the faster the blood flowed. He wanted to grab the beautiful emcee's arm and question her, but she easily turned around and dodged his hand.
"Did everyone see that? This is the blood-breaking flying sword's blood-breaking ability. If the other party doesn't apply the medicine in time, then the wound will open up even more. "
"For example, deliberately using force like this young master did would only make the wound rupture and bleed profusely."
The beautiful hostess finished her introduction with a smile. Then, she grabbed the hand of the short and fat man and poured some powder on it. Then, she took out something that looked like a plaster and wrapped it around his finger.
"Don't worry, you won't bleed like this. Be good."
She gently patted the back of the pudgy young man's hand and asked him to go back obediently.
Originally, the pudgy young man was very angry when his finger was bleeding, but after the beautiful hostess applied the medicine and comforted him, he was no longer angry. Not only was he not angry, but he also felt happy. With such a beautiful woman taking care of him, it was worth it to be pricked a few more times.
"The blood-breaking flying sword is a good thing. I want it."
As a person who had personally experienced the blood-breaking flying sword, the pudgy young man knew the benefits of this kind of flying sword. Pricking the fingertip was a small matter, and he could apply the plaster. In actual combat, if this kind of flying sword with the blood-breaking effect was used to cut a big wound on the opponent's body, it would be very difficult to stop the bleeding.
In a sense, this blood-breaking effect was even better than poison. If someone was poisoned, they only needed to take an antidote pill, and as long as the medicine was suitable, it could be cured. However, the blood-breaking effect could not be cured, and the bleeding could only be stopped by sealing the wound.
If there was a long wound on the back, it would be really difficult to apply the medicine by oneself. Therefore, the blood-breaking flying sword was a good thing. A set of 15 flying swords stabbed randomly, and the lethality was really strong.
"Young Master, please return to your seat to bid."
The pudgy young man wanted to buy the blood-breaking flying sword on the spot, but the beautiful hostess asked him to return to his seat. After all, he was a guest in the VIP room, so he should go back to his private room first.
"2,000 immortal stones!"
"I'll bid 2,300!"
"I'll bid 2,500, don't fight with me."
"Your 2,500 is nothing, I'll bid 3,000 immortal stones, this thing is mine."
Hearing the voices of bidding, Du Feng sat on the long bench as if he was in a dream. Just a moment ago, he was poor and couldn't take out the money to pay for the goods. The Sword Emperor's sword was also temporarily taken back by the other party. At this moment, the price of his blood-breaking flying sword had already reached 3,000 high-grade immortal stones.
3,000 high-grade immortal stones, after deducting 30% of the commission, there would still be 2,100 left, which was enough to pay for the goods just now, and there would still be a small balance.
Tsk tsk tsk … It was really a little hard to get used to the money coming in so quickly. This feeling was completely different from when he first got a large number of phoenix diamonds. That time, he was opportunistic and ran away after getting the wealth of Eight Immortals City.
This time, Du Feng relied on his skills and the advantage of the red gourd to make the blood-breaking flying sword. He finally understood why everyone was fighting so hard for the red gourd. In fact, its lethality was secondary, the most important thing was that the blood-breaking ability of the weapon was indeed very valuable.
Du Feng had already thought it through, he couldn't make any more blood-breaking flying swords for now. He had to nurture the red gourd well, and when it advanced, he would put in a flying sword of a higher grade. In that case, the new blood-breaking flying sword would definitely be more valuable.
Yes, that's it. Du Feng's eyes lit up, as if he saw a way to make money. Just as he was daydreaming, the set of Blood Cleansing Flying Swords was sold for six thousand five hundred high-grade Immortal Stones. This price had far exceeded Du Feng's expectations.
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