Zhuang Buyuan reached into the muscles of time and immediately felt his arm being overwhelmed by the blood of time.

The blood of time is sticky and heavy, like mercury, and the temperature is slightly lower than that of human body temperature.

This was the second time Zhuang Buyuan reached into the muscles of time. The last time he grabbed the boxing gloves.

Zhuang Buyuan grabbed a few times inside and caught a soft ball-shaped thing.

Another blood clot of time?

"Dalong, this thing is useless, give me something else." Zhuang Buyuan muttered, "But, Dalong, you have blood clots in your blood vessels. This is not good for your health. I'll take it out for you."

Some greedy and pretentious person took out the soft ball without any hesitation.

Then, he reached in and touched around.

Another soft dumpling.

"Dalong, I've said it, this thing is useless..." Zhuang Buyuan said this, and shamelessly took out more than a dozen dumplings from it.

Looking at the piles of dumplings, Zhuang Buyuan was also worried. This thing is much more destructive than the blood of time and is not easy to preserve at all.

Zhuangbuyuan always uses a ceramic shell to store it, but even so, it can only be stored for more than a day.

It's better after having Yunjin. The blood of time has very low effect on Yunjin and can be saved more stably.

"Dalong, if you do this again, I won't ask you to come out to chat in the future." Zhuang Buyuan muttered, and reached in again.

It seemed that the things nearby were touched by Zhuang Buyuan. He fumbled inside for a long time but couldn't touch anything.

Just when Zhuang Buyuan was struggling with whether to put some blood first and then touch it, he suddenly felt something touched in his hand.

It feels different from a thrombus. This thing is thin, long, and more resilient.

"What's this?"

This thing is very slippery and can't hold back. Zhuang Buyuan grabbed it several times before he could barely grab it and slowly pulled it out of it.

This thing is like other things in the skin of time, and is also silver-white, probably as thick as a flute, but it is really long.

He pulled it out for more than two meters, and then he felt a lightening in his hand and pulled it out of the muscles of time.

Zhuang Buyuan held the thing in his hand and looked at it carefully.

It looks like a long rope, or a huge parasite, but it has no life activity.

Zhuang Buyuan's eyes lit up. This thing seemed to be much more powerful than boxing gloves!

He grabbed the side of the long rope and shook it a few times, his eyes lit up.

OK, this thing can be used as a whip!

"Ah hey, look at my whip..."

"Ba, ah!"

Just like all the people who play with whips, Zhuang Buyuan accidentally threw the whip over and tugged on himself.

"Ah, pain, pain..." Although Zhuang Buyuan was not afraid of the power of the blood of time, he was afraid of the pain!

He turned around and saw that the clothes on his back were ripped out. This was a combat uniform specially created by the weaver for him!

So heartbreaking.

Moreover, my back became red and swollen, and I was afraid I couldn't get rid of it for a while.

"Dalong, you know I'm not good at playing whips... Why don't you give me something else?"

"Besides, I am a big man, why are you playing with whips? I'm not a queen!"

Someone who was really greedy reached in again.

What is excessive demand? That's it?

But this time, Zhuang Buyuan really touched something.

“Huh…”

This time, it is harder than the Whip of Time, and it is completely a rigid solid.

And very sharp.

However, I only felt a little bit from the village not far away.

His two fingers gently pinched a little bit of the tip.

"Ah!" Zhuang Buyuan's finger was pierced and he subconsciously shrank his hand.

Then when I reached out to pass, the sharp thing was gone.

"Why is this happening..." Zhuang Buyuan touched it for a while and never touched it again.

He took his hand back and saw that the wound was half a centimeter small and was still bleeding. He sucked the wound on his fingertips and said, "Dalong, don't have rabies...or I'll die."

The muscles of time tremble slightly, and of course they can't speak.

Zhuang Buyuan reached out to touch the muscles of time and said, "Although I don't know what, since I can't find it, I'm lucky to get it, and I'm lucky to lose it, so that's it. Thank you, Dalong."

Although Zhuang Buyuan is very greedy, he is not greedy.

He patted the muscles of time, carefully sealed the wounds of the muscles of time, carried a lot of time blood clots, and then wrapped the rope-like thing in his hand, turning around and leaving.

After Zhuang not far away, a red ripples suddenly appeared in the muscles of time behind him.

It seemed like a little fire was ignited, dyeing half of the exposed skin of time red, like a silver-red sunset in the sky.

The blood of time also seemed to boil.

With a "dong", something touched the muscle of time, and it looked like a spear that was reflected on the surface of the muscle of time.

It touched the wound three or four times, and the surface of the muscle of time bulged up, and then quietly hangs there for a long time.

After a long time, the thing that looked like a spear slowly retreated and disappeared into the muscles of time.

The red around him slowly faded and turned into the original silvery white.

It's like nothing happened.

In the manor, several manor owners, factory owners, engineers and the manor's military chiefs were watching around the "long whip" not far from the manor.

"This thing looks much better than gloves."

"The whip is made by humans. The first weapon that can break through sound barriers. If you whip down with a whip, sometimes it is more powerful than a knife." Brother Chai, who was helping Zhuang not far away to treat the wound, said.

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to use the scum like the owner of the manor. It would be nice if I don't beat myself up and my flesh would be broken." Xu Jianfei expressed his contempt for the manor not far away, "Look, look, there are still scars on his back now."

Zhuang Buyuan glared at him, why are you talking nonsense?

"I have a set of whip techniques." Lin Cang said slowly, "It is extremely powerful, and you will be invincible in the world after practicing it."

"Master Cang, please save some effort. Just like the owner of the manor, a waste of bones and a very poor understanding, you will have to be a supporter when you go to another world." Xiao Wei did not give Zhuang Buyuan any face. "It would be fine if you don't practice the whip method, at most you will swell yourself. If you practice the whip method, you may lose your life."

Lin Cang sighed and shook his head and said, "I think I have lived for so many years. The owner of the manor is indeed the least ignorant person I have ever seen... Forget it, just... The owner of the manor is hopeless to revive it!"

Zhuang is not far away and looking at the sky. Can you die if you don’t harm me?

"Well, I may have a way to ensure the safety of the owner as soon as possible, and exert the power of this whip to the greatest extent possible." Lao Bolun suddenly said.
Chapter completed!