"Puzzle.【】" Long Xiangtian, who was savoring the West Lake Longjing with an intoxicated face, suddenly choked by Niu Ren's words. Tea leaves suddenly spewed out of their mouth like raindrops.

"What? What did you say?" Long Xiangtian wiped the tea leaves on his mouth, and a trace of tea was actually overflowing from the tip of his nose. It can be seen that Niu Ren's words are very powerful.

"It's the kind of Sun Wukong. I want to be heavy. If you smash it with one stick, you will die." Niu Ren said with a slut, and after that, he stared at Long Xiangtian with excitement.

"Damn your sister, how could you say the stick you said?" Long Xiangtian immediately put on a smile that was harder than crying.

What is the bird's apprentice in his head?

I actually like Sun Wukong's golden cudgel. How can I get this thing? Even if I have it, I can't do it myself.

"Ah, no." Niu Ren shook his head, a little discouraged.

Niu Ren plays a small TV, and there is a character named Sun Wukong on the TV. He often waves the golden cudgel and kills a large number of monsters, and immediately worships this character.

Some children of the same age invited Niu Ren to his Ultraman. Niu Ren often shook his head and said something very awesome, and he also had a very contemptuous tone.

But unable to withstand the temptation of childlike innocence, Niu Ren was finally tempted by a child's sugar and sweet fruit. He went to his house for a while and went to Ultraman.

But within five minutes, Niu Ren deeply despised the Ultraman on TV.

These stupid big guys will use some moves all day long and fight monsters. Where is Sun Wukong strong?

Because Niu Ren despises Ultraman very much, he eventually angers the little friend and fights Niu Ren.

As expected, Niu Ren won easily. However, since then, Niu Ren and that friend have always had a bad relationship.

Of course, these are the memories buried in the deepest part of Niu Ren’s heart. They are very beautiful memories.

...

"Master, you are really sure you don't have the kind of golden cudgel that Sun Wukong uses." Niu Ren asked unwillingly.

"Nonsense, I'm not the Dragon King of the East China Sea, so where is there a golden cudgel?" Long Xiangtian cursed angrily.

"Ah, Master, you have also spent Journey to the West." Niu Ren suddenly grinned, smiling very presumptuously.

"Uh." Long Xiangtian suddenly felt his old face blushing, as if his clothes were stripped naked.

"Dan, this unlucky apprentice is actually teasing me." Long Xiangtian cursed in his heart, but said in his mouth; "Journey to the West is my treasure of China, and everyone has a necessary obligation."

As a fan of Journey to the West, Niu Ren nodded very much in agreement.

"By the way, although I don't have the kind of golden cudgel you mentioned, I collected a strange iron rod a few years ago." Long Xiangtian smiled out of the corner of his mouth.

"Really? Master, please take it out and show it to me." As soon as he heard this, Niu Ren suddenly became interested, his eyes flashed brightly.

"I'll get it." Long Xiangtian nodded lightly, then disappeared in front of Niu Ren like the wind, leaving no trace.

Niu Ren stood blankly in the spacious living room, quietly waiting for the iron rod Long Xiangtian said, but he didn't have much hope.

After all, my request was a bit too much. As a person who was about to become an adult, Niu Ren knew it clearly.

…

After about a few minutes, a figure suddenly walked slowly from the second floor, holding an extremely heavy iron rod in his hand.

Seeing that Long Xiangtian was really holding an iron rod, Niu Ren's face suddenly turned happy, as excited as a child when he saw his beloved toy.

"This is an iron rod I collected back then, and its components have not been detected." Long Xiangtian smiled and raised his hand to raise the sterling silver iron rod, with a strange expression on his face.

The sterling silver iron rod is about two meters long and is the size of a bowl. The rod is vaguely engraved with a hideous giant dragon, but the color is a bit light.

Of course, all of these can conceal the extremely cold evil aura emitted from its body, which is a kind of cold evil aura. From a distance, Niu Ren could feel the extraordinaryness of this silver stick.

Niu Ren felt a little struggling with his arm when he held the sterling silver iron stick of Long Xiangtian's hand in one hand. This stick was heavier than he thought.

"Master, this stick is so heavy." Niu Ren's face was a little awkward, but more of it was happy.

"Nonsense, I only detected that he was forged by star iron, and nothing else was detected." Long Xiangtian cursed with a smile.

"What is Star Iron?" Niu Ren showed a hint of doubt and was a little curious.

"Star iron is a very heavy and very strong iron. If this stick is ordinary iron, the heaviest is only forty kilograms. And the iron rod you use is more than eight hundred kilograms." Long Xiangtian said with a smile.

"No wonder it is so heavy, but Master, the stick is so cold when you hold it." Niu Ren was slightly stunned, cold sweat broke out from his palms, and a stream of white smoke came out of his palms.

"This is the unique point of this stick. Star iron is generally black. However, this stick is pure silver." Long Xiangtian replied slowly.

"If you are satisfied with this stick, there is nothing you can do." Long Xiangtian made a helpless gesture. He usually doesn't like to collect these stick weapons, and there are many swords and swords.

"The stick feels good, but it's a little cold when you hold it." Niu Ren was a little puzzled. Of course, he was not the kind of person who was greedy. Apart from the fact that this stick is a little cold, the rest of the stick is already very good.

Just as Niu Ren kept looking at this strange stick, a laugh that came to his mind suddenly came; "Boy, my uncle told you that you must get this stick."

When Niu Ren heard Old Man Wang’s voice suddenly come, he was slightly happy. Old Man Wang always spoke very accurately. He said that this thing was a treasure, and that was really a treasure. Niu Ren couldn’t accept it.

"Master, I want this stick." Niu Ren held the sterling silver iron rod tightly with his five fingers, and his eyes showed a hint of excitement.

"Well, go. Remember, be careful in everything." Long Xiangtian's voice was very low, but he was very sincere.

Niu Ren nodded silently. He held a piece in one hand and a silver stick in the cold hand, and walked out the door with great strides.

Looking at Niu Ren who had already gone away, Long Xiangtian suddenly had a smile on his lips, and then he sat quietly on the luxurious chair and slowly closed his eyes.

"Uncle Wang, do you know this stick?" Niu Ren was a little curious. He also vaguely felt a little extraordinary.

"Well, are you holding this stick? Your hands feel very cold and as harsh as you are?" Old Man Wang said slightly.

"Well, how do you know?" Niu Ren blinked his eyes, with doubts in his big eyes.

"That's right. I think this stick should be the Cold Dragon Stick, one of the top ten demon sticks." Old Man Wang had a smile in his tone.

"Top Ten Demon Sticks?" Niu Ren started the cold magic stick with a bit of indescribable feeling.

"This cold dragon stick is barely considered a weapon, enough for you to use. But if it were me, I would think it would be broken by my ears." Old Man Wang showed off his uncle's poem and blew the sky-bombing cannon from the air.

"Tsk, just brag." Niu Ren showed a trace of contempt.

"Don't believe it." A cold snorted from Niu Ren's mind, and then the source of the sound gradually disappeared.

Niu Ren smiled and shook his head, hoping that Old Man Wang's bragging skills would be proportional to his strength.

As he walked out of the villa, Niu Ren met several young men outside the door. The difference was that they were carrying heavy tourist bags on their shoulders.

A chapter of 2,500 words! Brothers, Sanzang has never been suspected of dragging the number of words in the chapter. I think everyone should know this.

Now, I sincerely ask for collection, thank you, thank you!
Chapter completed!