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Douluo: If You Cut Me, You Will Lose the Treasure, Bibi Dong is Addicted
Chapter 800: More than three million years of historyChapter 800: More than three million years of history
Please dont interrupt my master casually.
Chen Bi turned around and walked directly in front of Qian Daoliu, staring at him with piercing eyes. He was obviously just a weapon spirit, but his aura at this moment had a tendency to surpass Qian Daoliu.
Perhaps no matter what her status is, she will not be afraid of coming forward for the world.
Qian Daoliu, who has been a veteran for so many years, will certainly not back down. He looked at the jade girl in front of him with a calm expression. He wanted to reply, but after taking a look at Gu Rong, he took back his plan.
After all, Chen Xin and Gu Rong are in the same camp, and he will ask Gu Rong later.
Qian Daoliu smiled and said: "I think you misunderstood. I am talking to Gu Rong and want to ask him to help identify an object."
Chen Bi looked at Qian Daoliu's smiling face, and with no chance to vent her emotions, she took a step back and bowed lightly to Qian Daoliu, then returned to Chen Xin.
This made Qian Daoliu look forward to the "Item Spirit" thing even more. He had been envious of the appearance of the Sword Spirit before. Now that there was an opportunity to summon the Weapon Spirit for free on the spot, he couldn't let it go.
Gu Rong: "What does the great worshiper want me to identify?"
Qian Daoliu showed a strange smile at this time, but the smile quickly disappeared, as if he didn't want to be noticed by a certain existence.
I say its me who authenticated it, but its actually my granddaughter Qian Renxue who is not too embarrassed to ask others for help in public. She hopes that I can help him make this diagnosis. Please help me authenticate it.
As soon as these words came out, Qian Renxue blinked in confusion. When did she say these words? ? ? How come she doesn't know? ? ?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGurong looked at the reactions of his grandfather and grandson, and the smile on his face did not diminish: "What does the great worshipper want me to help identify?"
Chen Bi also looked over curiously at this time. As a weapon spirit that gave birth to spiritual intelligence, she knew very well why she appeared and the meaning of her existence. She also knew that Lin Yi, who didn't talk much, was the person who couldn't be offended the most.
So if everyone at the scene offended Chen Xin, she would step forward to touch them. Only Lin Yi bullied Chen Xin, and Chen Bi did not dare to say anything.
Because only Lin Yi could make her truly disappear from this world and recognize and separate from Chen Xin.
Qian Daoliu stretched out his hand, the storage device flashed with light, and a golden long sword appeared horizontally in his palm.
The long sword is sharp and domineering, its surface is filled with golden sun fire, and its hot breath makes the air around the sword ripple. The hilt is also decorated with angel wings, with exquisite patterns and dazzling golden light.
At this moment, Qian Renxue knew why her grandfather wanted to use her as a shield, because there was still a pair of eyes in the God Realm staring at this...
Qian Daoliu continued to blame: "This stinky girl, I don't want to say that I have to say it, I really shouldn't do this, this is very disrespectful to the angel god!"
After saying this, he turned around with anger and pulled Qian Renxue out: "Here you go! Damn girl! This artifact is yours. You have to speak for yourself!"
Qian Renxue hugged this heavy artifact in a daze, and turned around to look at Qian Daoliu blankly. However, she was warned by the other person's eyes, so she turned her head silently and forced a smile on her face. Said: "Yes, help me identify it..."
Chen Bi: "This girl is very reluctant, so the decision to appraise should be made by her grandfather."
After speaking, she showed a harmless smile, which made Qian Daoliu's face freeze.
Chen Xin interjected awkwardly: "I'm sorry... I have just been born as a weapon spirit, so I'm a little careless in what I say. I'm sorry for that."
When Chen Bi saw Chen Xin taking the initiative to smooth things over, she was very sensible and said nothing.
She actually recognizes Qian Daoliu.
Because of the death of Chen Xin's father and the fact that Qian Daoliu had just interrupted Chen Xin's speech, she was always hostile to Qian Daoliu.
She had also watched Chen Xin's father grow up since she was a child. Seeing Chen Xin's father die, she was helpless in the jade pendant. This feeling almost broke her heart. On this occasion, we need to put aside all past grudges. Senior Lin Yi doesnt like to see infighting among our attackers.
Chen Xin reminded in a low voice, Chen Bi nodded, suddenly took the initiative to grab Chen Xin's hand and said seriously: "I will protect you well."
Thank you.
Chenxin responded with a smile.
The interlude ended briefly. Qian Daoliu looked at the sky and his surroundings with a chill on his back. He didn't know from which angle the angel **** was looking at the scene on their side at this moment.
Gu Rong raised her hand and hovered above the Holy Angel Sword. This scene made Qian Renxue also look forward to it. She and her grandfather both had an Angel Holy Sword, but Grandpa's one was dropped as a reward. It may be a new thing and does not meet the requirements. The conditions for the birth of weapon spirits.
Hers was "snatched" from the hands of the angel god. It is definitely an old item. You can tell how old it is now.
This...let me take a closer look.
Gurong's expression became a little more serious. It seemed that identifying the age of this artifact was not at the same level of difficulty as the jade pendant just now.
Spirit world.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPoseidon glanced at the angel god's face secretly and did not dare to speak.
Originally, she was no longer paying attention to the scene here, but after hearing the news that her artifact was about to give birth to a spirit, the Angel God immediately rushed over, with an expression of anger, surprise, and a little expectation on her face.
She is looking forward to seeing if the Angel Holy Sword gives birth to a spirit, whether the spirit will choose its master again...
Logically speaking, she is the master.
A few drops of sweat appeared on Gu Rong's forehead, and then he spoke with difficulty and a bit of self-doubt: "The year of this artifact should be 3.12 million, 5,000, 3, oh no, more than 400." The look of the year..."
Hearing this number, the angel **** himself was surprised.
Over 3,125,400 years?
The Angel Artifact is actually so new? ?
She has been an angel **** for more than a million years. According to her understanding, the previous angel **** has also been in power for more than a million years, so... she is only the third angel god?
The Angel God is really not clear on this point. The previous one was a guy who crazily longed for freedom. After passing on the throne of God, he went away happily. Now he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive.
Qian Renxue didnt even remember the string of numbers Gu Rong said.
She felt different from the angel god. She immediately exclaimed: "It's so ancient??! More than three million years?! Oh my God!"
Gu Rong frowned: "It is indeed a very open thing, but I don't know if my identification is correct yet. I have to see if the weapon spirit can be born to be sure."
Qian Renxue: Then Ill trouble you!
Gu Rong raised his hand again, and the golden flame above the Angel Holy Sword suddenly expanded a bit. Qian Renxue had no feeling as the new master, but Gu Rong suffered a lot. He felt that his hands were about to be roasted. Burnt.