The Empress’s Gigolo

"Your Majesty, Chen is still hurting." Ren Baqian's face was tangled, and he still remembered the knife under the mattress.

"The injury is already healed, and most of the blood is lost. Practice boxing, or you can practice with you in person?" The empress was almost annoyed by his headache. Never seen such a person who does not love martial arts. In Da Yao, whoever has such an opportunity does not work hard?

Ren Baqian's wound still had a faint scar at this time.

It's really fascinating when the wound is long.

In this way, Ren Baqian changed from three hours a day, that is, six hours of boxing, to four hours a day, eight hours.

Ren Baqian felt that he had succeeded.

It would have been better to let the female emperor mix doubles.

Ren Baqian dragged his exhausted body as if he had just been tortured, returned to the room, closed the door and window, and went to find the knife under the mattress.

This day he had the Ruyi golden hoop knife in his head, it could be long or short, I don't know if it could be big or small.

"Is this a treasure I encountered?" Ren Baqian's mind had been such a thought all day long, and he checked it as soon as he came back.

Regarding this world, Ren Baqian seems to know little about him.

For example, the weapons used by ancient warriors are made of ordinary fine iron, and I haven't heard of any magic soldiers.

But this world has something like the Spirit Sword that both Newton and Darwin's coffin boards cannot hold.

And people in this world know very little about the spirit sword, even those sword masters don't know much, at least Ning Caichen said so.

The feeling to Ren Baqian has always been that there are many unknown things in this world, and even the Empress does not know much about them.

Therefore, although this Ruyi golden hoop knife shocked Ren Baqian, he didn't find it difficult to accept, but he wanted to know what kind of treasure it was.

At this time, the knife in Ren Baqian's hand returned to the original short knife, but it was a foot long. Things in the morning seemed like an illusion.

Ren Baqian held the handle of the knife in his hand and pointed upward: "long"

"lengthen"

"Big"

"Get bigger"

...

Ren Baqian tossed for a long time, the short knife in his hand did not respond at all.

If it hadn't been for the knife that pierced his arm in the morning, I would have thought it was an illusion.

After thinking about it, the only difference between this time and the morning seems to be blood stained in the morning, now it is gone. Does this thing also bring blood to recognize the Lord? But I bleed myself in the morning.

Ren Baqian thinks about it. It seems that this is the only possibility. If he doesn't try it, he will not be reconciled. He grit his teeth and gave himself a knife, then let the blood on his arm drip onto the knife, and observe the change of the knife carefully.

"Become longer!" With Ren Baqian's thoughts, the blade suddenly stretched out from one foot to two feet.

And the appearance of the knife has changed a bit, and the somewhat blunt front end has become sharper.

"It's getting longer!" Ren Baqian continued to say something. In the morning, the knife was one meter long, that is, three feet, and it was still one foot away.

As blood continued to drip onto the knife, this Ruyi gold hoop knife took a long time to stretch for another ten centimeters.

The blood that had flowed to the knife before was not spilled at all, and gradually began to fade, and finally disappeared completely in the blade, as if sucked into the blade.

"This thing is not dripping blood to recognize the Lord, this thing is blood-sucking?" Ren Baqian suddenly realized the problem.

"And the thing seems to be that the more blood it sucks, the longer it gets? Or does it change at will?"

"Become wider! Become larger!" Ren Baqian experimented for a long time and finally determined that the knife was indeed just becoming longer, while the width and thickness were unchanged.

Ren Baqian frowned, and wiped the wound with black mud first. It was the last thing left in the morning. The doctor didn't take it away.

A lot of blood had been shed in the morning, and if he continued to bleed, he estimated that he would really lose too much blood and die.

After treating the wound well, Ren Baqian held the knife and said "short", and the knife returned to its original shape.

"Long" this time, the blade is still getting longer, but only half a meter long.

"It seems that the blood sucked in by this thing will be consumed, or it will decrease with the passage of time. So I just came back and tried to make the knife change, and nothing happened."

"Is this a good thing?" Ren Baqian carefully looked at the handle of the knife, and looking at the knife from the outside was really not outstanding, but in fact this knife alone can make people know that it is not ordinary by virtue of its length .

"This isn't a spirit sword?" Ren Baqian thought for a while about Ning Caichen's spirit sword and what he said, probably not.

The spirit sword comes with a sword spirit, and the sword master can greatly increase its strength when holding the sword, although the price is the consumption of the sword master's vitality.

The knife didn't respond by holding it, and it sucked blood, and then became longer and shorter. Does not match Ning Caichen's description of the spirit sword.

It looks like another treasure.

Anyway, this knife should be considered a good thing. Ren Baqian's first thought was to give to the empress. If you think about it, you can only give it to the empress. Otherwise, it will not be of much value in your own hands unless you send it to a laboratory. But this kind of thing is really afraid to send it to the laboratory.

I feel a little happy to think of Ren Qianqin here.

After all, the Empress is in his heart, and he still does not know how much admiration he has in his heart, whether it is six or seven or eight or nine ten and ten, but it is definitely very much like it and is extremely important to him.

This treasure was given to her, and Ren Baqian was very happy.

But he just got up and hesitated again, and thought it would be better in a few days. Send it now and expose your previous injury.

Just three days later, Ren Baqian went to the Yangxin Hall with a short knife.

"Your Majesty, the minister found a treasure."

"Oh?" The emperor stood up slightly slightly curious. Ren Baqian was in the palace these days. How can I get treasure?

"This short knife." Ren Baqian's look of offering treasure, handed the short knife to the emperor, and also prepared to sell Guanzi, to show the emperor that the knife can be long or short.

The emperor took over the short knife in the hand of Ren Qianqian. The outside was an ordinary leather scabbard, and the knife handle was also wrapped in a layer of animal skin. There was nothing precious to see.

Pull the short knife out of the scabbard at will, but it is slightly thicker on a foot, the front is round and blunt, and the knife body is not sharp, and there are even a few rice-grain-sized gaps.

Ren Baqian's face turned out, this knife definitely could not see any difference in appearance, it was an ordinary, a bit shabby short knife.

I have been in my hand for so long. If I had not been wounded and pleaded guilty that day, I would not have found it.

The Emperor thought that Ren Baqian had really found any treasure, but looking closely, it was indeed an ordinary short knife ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ couldn't help but look up at Ren Baqian.

"Your Majesty, this short knife is indeed a treasure. The set of hemostasis taught by Chen at the drug store in Chen's house saved a mother. The mother's husband gave the knife to the minister in return. The original minister thought it was an ordinary I didn't expect to find the mystery hidden in it this morning ... "Ren Baqian told the Emperor the origin of the knife like a storyteller.

The emperor listened, stroking the knife with her hand, and flicked her finger on the knife.

"Dang——Dangyu"

Ren Baqian's eyes flickered all at once, and he couldn't say a word that was still flowing.

broken! broken! It broke!

He saw that with the emperor's bomb, the blade was shortened directly, and the blade fell across the arc in an arc.

The emperor looked at the fracture of the knife. The inside was not hollow and there was nothing hidden. She looked up at him in doubt.

Ren Baqian: ...