"No money! What's the money? Who and who are with us? I'm just like this, I'm not good at speaking, so don't take it to your heart!"

The white coat said enthusiastically, looking at Ye Chen with his eyes.

Xiaoyu knew that this was all for Ye Chen!

Who knows her?

Seeing that Xiaoyu's mother was already well, Ye Chen said to Xiaoyu: "Come with me!"

Xiaoyu followed Ye Chen out.

Ye Chen wanted to give Xiaoyu and her mother some money, and then let the mother and daughter live a happy life.

Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "Big Brother, this sword is really my ancestors. Now you have cured my mother's illness. It's useless to reward my confidant with it. Big Brother accepts it no matter how you do!"

Ye Chen took the sword and looked at it, then asked:

"Since it is an ancestral sword, have you ever thought of selling it to an antique dealer or auction it?"

Ye Chen doesn’t want to take advantage of Xiaoyu, how difficult it is for her!

Xiaoyu followed Ye Chen and whispered:

"This sword was passed down from my ancestors and has been around for hundreds of years."

"I have also gone to auction houses or antique dealers to sell them, but people say that this is scrapped copper and iron, and no one is willing to accept it."

"But I think that since my ancestors have always kept this sword, I don't think it would be scrapped copper and iron. Maybe, they don't have the ability to tell the sword, or its owner has not appeared."

When Ye Chen heard this, he held the sword in his hand and cut it down at a small tree on the side of the road.

As a result, Xiaoshu didn't do much, but instead burst out a small gap in the sword.

Ye Chen was puzzled: "What's going on?"

"I just now, was it an hallucination?"

"No, the mental power in my mind felt the spiritual power contained in this Demon-Sealing Sword."

Ye Chen's perception ability is now very strong, just like a super radar.

But just now he cut the Demon-Sealing Sword onto the small tree, which was only the size of a wrist, and could be cut off even with a kitchen knife.

However, the Demon-Sealing Sword cut onto the small tree, and in addition to cutting out a small white seal, it broke the Demon-Sealing Sword into a small gap.

What about worse than a wooden knife?

No wonder antique dealers don't offer any price.

"Ah! What's going on!" Ye Chen patted his forehead.

He gently scratched the sword on his fingers and tested the sharpness of the sword.

A sneer.

Ye Chen's fingers scratched a small bloody mouth.

Then, a drop of blood dripped into the sword!
Chapter completed!