"Sir, we have sworn to follow you to the death. It doesn't matter whether we take this antidote or not." Gong Xi Kuangdao said nonchalantly.
"You'd better eat it. If anything happens to me, you will be in trouble." Ling Chuxi said.
"Sir, please rest assured. As long as I, Gong Xi Kuang Dao, am still breathing, no one can even think of hurting you." Gong Xi Kuang Dao stood up, held his head high, pulled out the pig iron rod and danced vigorously for a few times.
, he said proudly, trying hard to prove his loyalty.
Now Ling Chuxi's safety was not only related to the life and death of several of them, but also related to the fate of the Gongxi clan. Even if he risked his life, he would not dare to let Ling Chuxi have any accident.
"Okay, but if I suddenly retreat for ten days and a half, don't blame me, just wait." Ling Chuxi said slowly.
"I'll take it, I'll take it." Gong Xi Kuang Dao's breasts, which were as erect as chicken breasts, suddenly deflated, and he took the antidote and threw it into his mouth almost as fast as grabbing it.
Recalling the feeling that the meridians, blood vessels and bone marrow of the whole body were like thousands of ants gnawing at the heart, Gong Xi Kuang Dao shuddered all over. Ling Chuxi was absolutely right. If she suddenly had a realization and needed to retreat to break through, don't say anything.
It's been half a month. Even if we delay for a few more hours, wouldn't all of us be dead?
This has nothing to do with loyalty. The key is whether the death is worth it, and the method of death. Miyaxi Kuangdao would rather be hacked to death than die in that way and end up asking for his own death.
"Okay, give me your knife." Ling Chuxi said to Gong Xi Kuangdao.
"Knife?" Gong Xi Kuangdao was stunned. His Bahuang Battle Sword had been used to refine Tianjin Luo. Didn't Ling Chuxi know that?
"That's the iron rod, let me help you forge it." Ling Chuxi pointed at the iron rod that Gong Xi's Crazy Sword had spent all its efforts to forge just a tip. Now that Gong Xi's Crazy Sword has already
Ling Chuxi has become his own royal thug to the letter. Of course, Ling Chuxi can't let him be too shabby, and wants to forge the Bahuang sword for him.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" Gong Xi Kuangdao woke up from a dream and hurriedly handed over Tie Jing.
But I couldn't help but regret in my heart. If I had known it would be like this, Ling Chuxi shouldn't have refused when she picked up this "sword" earlier. Otherwise, she would have a spiritual sword. It's a pity that it's gone now.
It was too late. Looking at the dagger hanging on Ling Chuxi's waist, Gong Xi Kuangdao felt regretful and wanted to die.
But there is still a chance now. Maybe Ling Chuxi can forge another spiritual weapon. Although he knows that the possibility is pitifully small, he can only comfort himself in this way.
Ling Chuxi exported her true energy, and the lava fire crystal in her hand glowed brightly again.
"Sir, is your health okay?" Gong Xi Kuang Dao suddenly remembered something at this time. He just forged a blade tip and was already exhausted. Ling Chuxi had just forged a spiritual weapon.
Why do you still have the energy to continue? I asked worriedly.
"It's okay." Ling Chuxi responded casually, focusing on controlling the temperature of the true energy.
Gong Xi Kuang Dao was afraid of disturbing her, so he accidentally smelted the "battle knife" with a tip that he had used beyond his abilities to forge it into scrap metal, so he didn't dare to say anything more.
"Is it because I just forged a spiritual weapon and was too excited?" Gong Xi Kuangdao looked at Ling Chuxi and secretly guessed in his heart. At the same time, he quickly adjusted his breath and restored his true energy, preparing for the event that Ling Chuxi's true energy could not be sustained.