Gongsun Murong held the knife, and there was no feeling of blood connection, let alone resonance in his mind.

When I was in hand, a knife was a knife, a very useful knife. When I held the knife, the power suppressed by the rules of space was much smaller, and it was 30% stronger than when I was not suppressed.

He knew that the value of this knife was priceless, just like when the first warship took off, who could price the first warship? From research and development to successful manufacturing, civilization has paid too much, not only manpower, material resources, talent, but also hope placed on it.

But he didn't plan to sell it. Perhaps one day his strength was to a certain extent. When he looked back, he found that the Blood Knife was just like this, so he was still willing to keep it.

At that time, it was not just a knife, but also the years passed and the friendship that Palpalan was once willing to create at the cost of his life.

Holding the knife in his hand, Gongsun Murong said to the Palpalans: "One day, I will gather all your kind together, let's live a good life and no longer be infinitely exploited by others. Under your will, I believe that this knife will accompany me to grow."

"Master, it should be said that they are dead people. You don't let us die, but more people die." Xiaohong looked at the Blood Knife, not only did she not show her happy appearance, but she was still very sad.

She believed that in order not to let them die, the master brought others to death, and that the lives of those people gave them a chance to survive.

Other Palpalan thought the same as Xiaohong, and his eyes showed a sad expression.

People from the temple such as Biscevanmeis suddenly entered a state of infinite melancholy.

They finally confirmed that Gongsun Wuming and Gongsun Yewuming were really terrible.

The power behind the two people is so huge that it is unimaginable.

When it comes to building a planet, they immediately took out a few hundred pages of planning framework in a short period of time, which shows that the forces behind the two have professional political and economic talents, but they are still in a team.

When weapons are made, people are also constantly appearing, and those who come here directly confine unstable rules and weapons at the cost of their lives.

The solemn appearance of the person who came here was definitely a member of the battle. In just over twenty minutes, more than 600,000 people died.

The life force of the dead person is so powerful that he can even seal unstable experimental items that are super-rules. Although the sealing time was very short, no matter how short it was, it would be sealed.

How many enemies can a wave of people be blocked? With the strength of two people within a few breaths, how many enemies can they kill with the strength of two people?

It turns out that life is so noble that blood can forge glory.

Finally I understood why Gongsun Wuming acted so calmly about many things. Gongsun Ye Wuming always smiled at everything.

When Gongsun Wuming once said that he launched a war against others on behalf of a race and civilization, he and others thought he was boasting, but now he knew that it was true, more than 600,000 people. Looking at the expressions of those people, they were definitely a very low-ranking existence in the original place. They rushed over to die just for one order.

Where is their hometown? How many such soldiers and professional talents are there in their hometown?

The people in the temple were scared, and they knew very well. If Gongsun Wuming and the other two were willing, they could slaughter the people in their temple in less than half a day. Who could block the assault sealed with the blood of life?

Biscewanmeis suddenly remembered that Gongsun Wuming told him about the distribution of interests. Gongsun Wuming looked indifferent and said that he would settle down in the future and not be unhappy with each other in the end.

Now it seems that he really has the confidence. In his heart, it may be as insignificant as a speck of dust than the Kapodi Star Temple.

Just as the people in the temple were afraid and Palpalan was sad, Narasha smiled.

"Haha, oh, what are you thinking? Who is dead? We are not stupid. If the more than 600,000 people really die, they will not feel sorry for me and Brother Wuming. They are all kings and domineering on the same planet.

It’s not that you really die, but you will feel uncomfortable for a while after one body dies. Don’t worry, they can withstand it. We have many methods to make multiple bodies very simple, just that you have multiple bodies, and then you die, it’s okay, do you understand?”

Narasha speaks to make others feel at ease.

So everyone understood, Palpalan was happy. It wasn't really dead. No wonder the master didn't let us fight. We died and we were gone. Later people could live even if they died. Fortunately.

The people in the temple reacted absolutely differently and they were even more scared.

If more than 600,000 people who came here really died, it would be tragic and make people tremble. But if they pretend to die and nothing happened, wouldn’t that mean that those people could continue to come and seal it with blood?

In this way, they can keep coming and fight to the death, but if one of their own side dies, they will disappear. Who dares to fight such an enemy? When you want to trade life for life and die together, they will die with you. When you die, they will come back again. Can't this be done?

"Okay, okay, don't continue to be sad. Be prepared. I also need weapons. Since it is a pirate, you have to use weapons of the same shape, right? Don't force me to fight with my mecha. It's boring to bully people. I want the same knife, I call it Yitian... No, it should be called the Bixue Sword, right?"

Narasha has already started to sort out the materials. She found that the blood knife was actually alive, so she also wanted to have one. At that time, she would improve herself and the knife would also improve.

The only regret that the sword is alive but does not have a complete soul. The self she thinks of, and she also has no complete soul. Even if she has a soul space, she must still rely on Brother Murong's soul.

Perhaps artificial things can have life, but it is too difficult to have a complete soul.

The people in the temple are already immune, and the Palpalans are also hurrying to recover. Since the hostess said he wanted another one, then create another one. Anyway, it is not a real dead person. Then the hostess will send someone to help blockade.

Everyone and Palpalan rested for a while, and Palpalan all recovered.

With the expectation of the Templemen, they began to repeat the previous steps.

But when the first step was carried out, it was different from the previous one. When the material was added, the ball of things that should have been fluctuating was about to take action, the blood knife in Gongsun Murong's hand flew over the ball of things.

Then everything returns to peace.

"Master, suppress it, your weapon suppresses the new weapon." Xiaohong said excitedly and surprisedly.

"Continue." Gongsun Murong ordered with a calm expression.

So in the subsequent manufacturing process, it was calm. Whenever a new material was added, the thing being manufactured began to resist, and the blood knife would emit a trace of blood light over it, and then the unstable mass of matter stabilized under its pressure.

The same kind of materials were added, and until the Sixty-ninth Middle School, the Blood Knife could still be suppressed. Palpalan only used more than 4,000, each one was very relaxed, and no one of them was taken advantage of.

Finally, the new knife was made. The shape of the new knife was the same as before, but the color was not blood red, but light green, which also made people feel oppressive, but it was far behind the blood knife.

No one expected such a result. Everyone, including Narasha, didn't understand why a well-made weapon could still affect the newly-made weapons?

"Why is this? I feel it will be very relaxed this time, and then I can also have a good weapon, but it seems that the new weapon is much worse than the Blood Knife."

Narasha reached out to hold the light green knife, waved it a few times, then looked at the knife in her brother Murong's hand, and said very dissatisfiedly.

She didn't need to feel it, just to know that her knife was not as good as Brother Murong's. It seemed that it was made of sixty-nine kinds of materials, but it was not that true at all.

Her own sword has less blood, less evil spirit, and less life. This may be the real weapon, and anyone can use it, rather than the kind that comes with her own life and chooses the owner.

"Switch it." Gongsun Murong also found that Narasha's knife was not good enough, so he handed over his knife.

"No, only you can exert your maximum power. I don't lack weapons. If I use my own mecha, it will be more powerful than your sword. The garbage now is a little bit garbage, but it is always better than those created by the people here. Otherwise, you can make one like me, your color is too conspicuous."

Narasha refused. She actually knew how to re-create the blood knife, which was to send away the original blood knife and then re-create it, and it still cost more than 600,000 people.

But she really doesn't want people to come over to play the game of dying. The body is immortal, but the soul fills the body and needs to be re-cultivated, which is a waste of time. Anyway, it's enough to have one.

Gongsun Murong thought it was right. He was not easy to use a blood knife and would make people target him.

So the third knife was successfully made with the suppression of the Blood Knife and the help of Palpalan, with the same light blue color.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha attacked the light green sword into the ranks of the worst weapons, but the people in the temple were not as valuable as they were. The people in the temple felt that having a light green sword was also a luxury.

Biscewanmeis couldn't help but think in his heart and asked Gongsun Murong and the other two: "Can you make a worse knife? It's better than the ones made and circulated on it now. If you take it out and sell it for a very high price."

"Yes, oh no." Narasha just echoed and retorted: "Why do you have to sell it for money? We are not short of money. Giving good things to others will cause trouble. We use them in our own temple, and we will use the light green knife that later will expand our power."

"Yes, listen to you." Biscevanmeis quickly followed.

Everyone else was looking forward to it, looking at Gongsun Wuming and Gongsun Yewuming one by one, hoping that the two of them would make more weapons now.

At this time, Chianogina, who had been staying in the laboratory and had experienced many things, suddenly made a sound and interrupted others' expectations.

"The dinner over there is ready." She stared at Narasha to remind.

"Ah yes, let's go see a doctor first. We will be pirates tomorrow. Let's solve everything today." Narasha understood the other party's thoughts, smiled at him, and said. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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