"Of course. What if it's not?"

Chen Yang replied.

"I just said. Why is it a little bit wrong? I baked it with this knife and it tastes skewers."

As the old man said, he reached out and pulled out the knife.

Then Chen Yang's clean piece of snake meat fell into the fire.

"You're just having a barbecue. Why do you have so many opinions?"

Chen Yang said with a little annoyed.

"I have a pursuit, okay?" the old man said seriously, "I don't want to eat ordinary barbecue."

"Then you just stole mine."

"I was hungry just now. Now I'm not hungry. So I have to enjoy it." The old man said with confidence.

Nick!

When Chen Yang heard this, he wanted to curse.

"Do you like to eat it or not? Give me a knife back. I'm leaving."

Chen Yang said to the old man.

Chen Yang decided that while the weather was not completely dark, he could go back to Lao Zong first. Let Sha Ying and the others come over tomorrow and get the giant snake back.

When the old man heard Chen Yang's words, he said with some disdain, "Can this garbage weapon make you miss it?"

"Who said it was a garbage weapon?" Chen Yang said, "This is the demon sword village of the island country. Have you heard of it?"

"The Japanese's things are garbage."

The old man was shocked when he held the village.

Click!

Muramasa broke from the middle a few times.

Chen Yang saw the old man's head, his eyes were straight.

"You've shaken it off?"

Chen Yang asked in disbelief.

The old man nodded proudly, "What's the matter? Just a garbage weapon. Boy, do it well, I'll give you a magic weapon later."

"Artifact?"
Chapter completed!