With a "boom", the altar collapsed, revealing a wooden knife holder inside, which looked brand new.

And on the knife rest, there was a blood-red long sword of the island country lying horizontally, exuding an extremely tragic aura.

A murderous aura rushed towards the face, and everyone present felt icy cold, as if seeing a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ??blood, those with weaker willpower could not help but kneel on the ground.

"Brother Ye, what is this..."

Lin Bowen looked ugly. He subconsciously felt that the knife was inappropriate, but he couldn't tell what was inappropriate.

Ye Hao frowned, and after squinting for a long time, he said slowly, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the legendary lost artifact of the Tuyumen family, the Yaodao Muramasa."

"However, this famous knife has long been lost, so it is impossible to appear."

"In other words, the purpose of the Tuyumen family's experiment here was to use the blood and evil spirit in the battle to recast the demon sword Muramasa."

"However, this recasting should have failed. Otherwise, the knife would have been taken away long ago, and it is impossible to stay here forever."

"And the recent attacks against your Lin family have a huge probability that they are aimed at this knife."

Lin Bowen and others were in a trance for a while. How could they believe this kind of thing, which was almost like a myth, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?

Lin Bowen's eyelids twitched wildly, and after a while he said in a low voice, "Brother Ye, what should we do with this thing?"

Ye Hao said lightly: "If this thing falls into the hands of the islanders, God knows what kind of disaster it will cause. The best way is to destroy it." ..

While speaking, Ye Hao took out the simple and simple Tang knife presented by Lin Yao, and slowly drew it out.

With a sound of "clang", the light of the sword flashed, and with Ye Hao slashing down, the long sword of the island country, which was suspected to be the demon sword village, was instantly broken into two pieces.

On the wooden blade, there was a smelly red juice dripping.

Ye Hao took out the torch and threw it directly.

The next moment, black smoke billowed up.

At the same time, a wooden token suddenly shattered in a divine pavilion on the top of the island's holy mountain Fuji.

An onmyoji sitting cross-legged in the divine pavilion suddenly opened his eyes, and a tinge of blood appeared in his black and white eyes.

His seven orifices suddenly flowed out black blood, and he wanted to send a message, but it was too late...

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After finishing the matter of the Lin family, Ye Hao asked Lin Yao to send him back to sleep.

However, Lin Yao did not send Ye Hao back to Baoge Hotel this time, but directly sent him to Xiangshan Villa Area.

This villa area is located on the edge of the Pujiang River in Shanghai, with excellent scenery and open terrain, and it is also very close to high-end shopping areas.

There are only 10 villas in the entire villa area. Except for the unlucky number 4 being dropped, the most valuable one is the No. 1 villa that Lin Bowen gave to Ye Hao.

The lowest price is Villa No. 11.

Of course, although the price difference between the so-called best and the worst is ten times, even the worst villa is an absolute astronomical figure compared to the income of ordinary people.

Ye Hao, who didn't have much rest all night, found a room to rest directly. This sleep lasted for most of the day, and when he woke up again, it was almost time for dinner.

Ye Hao poured a glass of water and looked at his phone while drinking. JrNovels.com