Chaotic Sword God

Five hundred and thirtieth chapters golden blood (two)

Iron Tower's tone was very excited, and his face was full of excitement. Once in Kargath Academy, Jian Chen was his best brother, especially the scene where the two of them went hunting for monsters. It is an unforgettable memory that will never be forgotten.

Jian Chen's seemingly slender body was wrapped by the iron tower's thick body like a black bear. He suddenly felt a great force bound him, and felt the iron tower's thick and powerful arms. Jian Chen also felt in his heart. For a while, I was secretly shocked. Compared with a few years ago, the strength of the iron tower has obviously increased a lot. With his body tempered by the power of chaos, it is a bit unbearable.

Jian Chen gently pushed the iron tower away with both hands, looking at the big man who seemed to be a black bear in front of him, he secretly smacked his tongue and exclaimed, "Iron tower, your size was not much different from mine a few years ago, no Thinking of how tall you are now."

The iron tower quickly calmed down, and wrapped his hands around the back of his head, hehe smiled and said, "I don't know what's going on, anyway, it has grown taller and taller in the past two years." Speaking of which, the iron tower seemed to think of something, There was a worried look in his eyes.

The worry in Tie Tower's eyes was caught by Jian Chen. Jian Chen immediately asked with concern: "Tie Tower, if you encounter any trouble, just tell me, and I will help you solve it."

"It's okay, it's okay, Jian Chen, this is your first time coming to my house, let's go, go and sit in my house." Tie Tower's right hand was placed on Jian Chen's shoulder affectionately, holding Jian Chen's shoulder and facing No. He walked to the small cabin in the distance, and just after a few steps, the tower suddenly noticed Ming Dong who was almost ignored by him, hehe smiled, and said in a loud voice, "Jian Chen, this is your friend!"

Jian Chen laughed and introduced, "This is Ming Dong, my best friend."

The other arm of the iron tower hugged Mingdong affectionately, and said enthusiastically: "Since it is Changyang Xiangtian's brother, then it is also my iron tower's brother. Brother Mingdong, go to the room and sit."

"Heizi, there are guests at home."

"Big man, these two are your friends."

"Big Brother Zhuangzhuang, who are these two big brothers?"

At this time, the names of the surrounding villages also surrounded them with a curious look. Everyone called the tower inconsistently, and they called it very casually.

With a simple and honest smile on the tower's face, they greeted these village names one after another. After saying goodbye to everyone, they walked into a wooden house with Jian Chen and Ming Dong.

The wooden house has a large area and is divided into six areas, namely the kitchen for cooking, the living room for eating and four resting houses. Among them, the tower lives in one, his parents live in one, and grandparents live in one. There is one room, and the other is the grandfather of the iron tower, an ordinary old man who has lived for more than 150 years, and does not know the power of the Holy Spirit.

Iron Tower took Jianchen and Mingdong to sit down at a table, and immediately took out a pool of the most common rice wine and a large piece of cold barbecue to entertain Jianchen and Mingdong.

"Changyang Xiangtian, Mingdong, our family is not richer than the city, so we can only take out these things to entertain you." Looking at the shabby rice wine and barbecued meat on the table, Iron Tower was very embarrassed and smiled dryly, with an embarrassed expression. Incomparable.

Jian Chen and Ming Dong were not picky people, they waved their hands, said a few polite words without caring, and then they all started eating together. Although the taste was not very good, it was After all, it is the heart of the tower, no matter what, the two of them have to taste it.

Jian Chen put a piece of barbecue in his mouth, looked at the iron tower, and said in a vague tone: "Iron tower, I heard that you left Kargath Academy two years ago, and you have never gone back, is it you? What's going on at home?"

Hearing this, Iron Tower's complexion changed slightly, a look of fear appeared in his eyes, and he was speechless.

Jian Chen swallowed the final roasted meat in one gulp, stared at the iron tower tightly, and said with a serious face: "Iron tower, tell me if you encounter any difficulties, do you not regard me as a brother?"

The iron tower looked anxious, waved his hand in a panic, and said: "No, Changyang Xiangtian, don't get me wrong, you have always been my iron tower's best brother."

"Then what difficulties did you encounter, tell me, maybe I can help you solve it." Jian Chen asked, he was convinced that the iron tower must have encountered difficulties. The iron tower is one of his most recognized friends, and now that he has encountered it Difficulties, Jian Chen felt that he would not sit idly by.

"Iron Tower, tell Jian Chen what difficulties you encounter. Don't worry, Jian Chen is no longer the one who fooled around at Kargath College a few years ago. There is really no sword in the Kingdom of Gesen today. Things that Chen can't solve." Mingdong also said, the simple and honest appearance of the iron tower made Mingdong, like Jian Chen, already recognized the iron tower as a friend in his heart. Because this kind of honest, honest and simple-minded friends are easier to get along with than those with a heavy mind and a heavy heart, and there is no need to carry them around anytime, anywhere, and they will be overshadowed by others at any time.

The hesitation on the tower's face seemed to make it difficult to make up his mind. He hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "Changyang Xiangtian, Mingdong, it's inconvenient to speak here, let's go up the mountain. Bar."

"Row!"

Jian Chen and the two stood up without the slightest hesitation, and then the group of three walked up the hill with vigorous steps, and walked ten kilometers deep into the mountain before they stopped.

"Iron Tower, what's the matter? You have to come so far from home." Ming Dong asked curiously.

The tower looked preoccupied, and his brows were full of worry. He carefully looked left and looked again, and became very cautious. After confirming that there was no one, the tower was relieved, hesitated for a moment, and then became nervous. "Changyang Xiangtian, what color do you say human blood is?"

"Why don't you ask, of course it's red, why are you asking this question?" Jian Chen looked puzzled.

"Are there any other colors besides red?" the tower asked again.

"Yes, but this will only appear on Warcraft." Jian Chen replied.

"Will other colors of blood appear on humans?" The tower suddenly became very nervous.

As soon as the tower's voice fell, Mingdong replied subconsciously: "Of course not, at least I have never heard of it." At this point, Mingdong seemed to realize something, looked at the tower in surprise, and asked: "Iron Tower, why did you ask us such a weird question, could it be..."

Jian Chen also realized something, and looked at the tower in surprise.

Iron Tower held his head in pain, with a sad look on his brows, and said: "Changyang Xiangtian, Mingdong, I will tell you this secret, you must not tell others, even my parents don't know this secret. ."

Jian Chen and Ming Dong both nodded solemnly at the same time.

"As you may have guessed, my blood is indeed not red, but a different color of blood that only other monsters have, plus my body, you say, will I really not be human?" Said in pain.

Ming Dong and Jian Chen looked at each other, their eyes were full of shock and disbelief, what the tower said was like a bolt from the blue smashed into their heads, shocking them. Both of them could not calm down for a long time.

What color is human blood? Almost even a three-year-old child can really answer it. It must be red. It is absolutely impossible to have blood of other colors, because other colors of blood have appeared in Warcraft. Never encountered in humans.

"Impossible, how could human blood be any other color, iron tower, did you make a mistake, or you didn't distinguish the color clearly." After a brief shock, Ming Dong immediately shouted, his face full of disbelief look.

"No, although I am a rough person, I can still tell the color. If you don't believe me, just take a look at my arm." The tower said with some pain, the color of the blood was abnormal all the time. Tormented him because he was afraid he was a monster.

Ming Dong did not hesitate at all, immediately picked up a fallen leaf from the ground, and swiped on the tower's arm like this, but only left a shallow trace on the tower's dark and sturdy arm, even the skin. None were broken.

Ming Dong looked stunned, and exclaimed with his mouth open: "Damn it, no, why is your skin so thick." Although Ming Dong only took a leaf, the leaf contained a powerful holy power, and its sharpness Even the iron sword is far from being comparable to it. Such a sharp weapon did not even cut the skin of the iron tower, which shows how powerful the iron tower's body is.

Jian Chen was also shocked by the iron tower's powerful body. Although he knew that the iron tower's physical body was very powerful a few years ago, it was far from such an exaggerated level.

"Usually when I go hunting in the mountains, I come across those beasts, and I just stand there and let them bite, and they won't hurt me," said the tower, quite complacent.

"I'll try again!" Mingdong didn't believe in evil, he picked up a leaf again, a more powerful holy force was injected into the leaf, and then he stroked the tower's arm again.

The result this time was stronger than the previous one, but it only scratched the outermost layer of skin on the tower's arm. It was very shallow, and not even a trace of blood flowed out.

"Your skin is so thick, it is almost comparable to the physical strength of a fifth-order beast. I think it would be difficult for you to see blood if you didn't use holy soldiers." Ming Dong said in amazement.

"Let me do it!" Jian Chen grabbed an arm of the iron tower, a trace of purple and green sword energy shot out from the tip of his finger, and then swiped lightly.

In front of Ziqing Jianqi, the powerful physique of the iron tower was as fragile as a piece of tofu, and a wound was cut with no effort. Suddenly, a golden liquid flowed out from the tower's arm.

Looking at the golden blood flowing out of the iron tower, Jian Chen and Mingdong instantly became sluggish, their eyes fixed on the golden blood, and their faces were full of incredible expressions. The blood of the tower is really not red, but golden.