The item I identified is very strange.

Chapter 8 Blood Qi Rune Stolen

night.

After closing the shop, Xia Fan took the black women's leather shoes with him.

With this top-grade blood energy jar, perhaps he really can fill the blood energy pool. Then, will it bring about a qualitative change?

Xia Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. He looked at the little black leather shoes in front of him, his eyes burning with desire.

"It's all up to you, my very own blood energy jar."

He reached out and gently stroked the small black leather shoes. Although they looked rather peculiar and could easily be misunderstood, they were essentially just blood energy containers.

Thinking this, he slowly picked up the shoes.

A few seconds later, powerful blood energy surged through his body, causing his meridians to bulge again.

"Inhale, inhale too hard..."

The feeling of being torn apart came over him again, causing cold sweat to bead on his forehead and his body to tremble slightly.

As the first breath settled inside him, Xia Fan tilted his head back and let out a satisfied exclamation: "Awesome!"

carefree!

This is what power feels like!

Xia Fan had almost resigned himself to his fate, but now, with this powerful top-grade blood energy jar, and an unlimited refill mechanism, he has come to a new lease on life.

After finishing, he asked Chen Xiaoxue to refill his cup.

It's so good, it's impossible to finish it!

From this perspective, what he lacks is a basic visualization diagram, which he must find a way to obtain no matter what.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a beautiful girl standing on the roof of the low building where his shop was located.

She wore a blue and white gown, beneath which were black stockings partially visible through her knees, revealing her straight legs.

Under the flickering streetlights, she looked like a stunning goddess who had suddenly descended from the sky, her beauty beyond description.

Her expression was cold and aloof, and her aura of authority remained unchanged. She simply looked down at Xia Fan, her face revealing no emotion.

Xia Fan: "..."

Isn't this the super-powerful martial artist from that night?

Why are we here again?

Xia Fan kept his distance from such a martial artist, as he couldn't find any sense of security in him.

The power he witnessed that night was beyond his current reach.

"Ahem, when did you get here?" Xia Fan was immediately embarrassed.

Could we have been seen again?

This is too ridiculous! In front of such a powerful and beautiful female warrior, this old man is actually sucking up blood...

Thor's expression was cold, his smooth, soft red lips slightly parted: "While your body trembled and you were shouting that you felt great."

Xia Fan: "..."

"It's a misunderstanding! I absolutely did not wear those shoes that the girl wore. I swear, she definitely did not!" Xia Fan said seriously, trying to save face.

"Really? I didn't say I'd worn it before." Thor's voice was cold.

Xia Fan: "..."

Oh no, I don't think it can be explained at all.

This aloof and arrogant girl, could she possibly dislike me and kill me?

Probably not...

Even if it's not clear, at most people will think he's a pervert, but otherwise, it should be fine.

Thinking this, Xia Fan relaxed a little and said with a smile, "Well, since there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

I should make a run for it as soon as possible; standing in front of this woman is putting me under a lot of pressure.

However, he had only taken a few steps.

Sizzle—

The sound of thunder echoed, and then Thor appeared before Xia Fan, extending her hand towards him: "Let me see."

The cold voice came through, and Xia Fan naturally wanted to refuse.

But given the current situation, he seemed unable to refuse and could only hand over the little black leather shoe.

Thor took it and looked inside the shoe.

Xia Fan didn't understand why this incredibly powerful martial artist would reappear here and even ask to see the shoes.

The other party probably can't tell anything, right?

Sure enough, Thor glanced at it a few times, then handed it back to him, his voice cold: "Didn't you say you'd never worn it before?"

Xia Fan was instantly embarrassed. There were obvious signs that the shoe had been worn, and the insole faintly revealed the delicate footprints of a young girl.

When asked this, Xia Fan could only blush and say, "What? She actually wore it? This is infuriating! She said she never wore it, yet she dares to tease me. Tomorrow I'll hang her up to a fan!"

Thor's cold gaze fell on Xia Fan: "That day, you seemed very confident about interrupting my razor. I'll give you a chance."

Boom!!

As the thunder roared, Xia Fan saw Thor's slender fingers gripping a razor.

She walked towards Xia Fan in her wooden clogs and then handed him the razor.

[Identification: A very poor-quality bamboo pole can be broken by a dog]

Xia Fan was speechless when he saw the identification.

"Break it off, and I can give you everything you want," Thor said in a cold voice.

Xia Fan's pupils contracted upon hearing this.

This statement is truly valuable; it contains everything he wanted.

The identity of this girl must be quite extraordinary; she must be an important figure in Jiangbei City.

At the same time, he was also weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

Break this razor?

It was really simple for him, but he not only couldn't interrupt, but he also had to pretend that he couldn't do it at all.

It's a very simple principle. This razor looks like a very important thing. If he were to break it so easily, what excuse would we have?

Thinking this, he pretended to have a burning look in his eyes, and after taking the razor, he pretended to put all his strength into trying to break it.

Even with his face flushed red, the razor remained completely still.

In the end, Xia Fan shook his head: "I told you, there's no such thing as a free lunch. Your material is so bad that even a martial artist couldn't handle it, let alone me."

He handed the razor back, and Thor said nothing more, his voice cold: "Go. If I ever find out you're stealing girls' shoes again, I'll make sure you can never smell them again."

hiss-

It's really unpleasant to be ordered around by such a young and beautiful girl. If he had any power, he would teach her a lesson about respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

But Xia Fan slipped away incredibly fast.

After Xia Fan left, Thor looked down at the razor and muttered to himself, "Was it just an illusion? The day he's so confident he can interrupt, in the end, it's just ignorance?"

Just then, the cloaked woman appeared before Thor, her figure flickering slightly: "Lord Thor, why have you been eyeing this lecherous old man lately?"

"It's nothing. I just have a feeling that he's absorbing the blood energy tank. His expression just now was very similar to how he absorbs the blood energy tank." Thor's voice was cold.

The cloaked woman's lips twitched slightly: "My lord, the way he can suck shoes like he's sucking blood from a gas cylinder, isn't that disgusting? And to enjoy it like that, isn't that just perverted?"

She simply couldn't stand it. As a woman herself, if it were her shoes, she would definitely kill this old man!

Thor looked ahead with his beautiful eyes: "There's another reason I came here. I wanted to see if those rats hiding in the shadows are still hiding here."

"Lord Thor, what exactly did they steal from us this time?" the cloaked woman asked after a brief silence.

"Top-grade Blood Qi Jar"

"A top-grade blood essence jar?" The cloaked woman's eyes widened.

No wonder Lord Thor went over to test it out earlier; this is something even geniuses can't get their hands on.

Only those who possess the ability to change things are qualified to use it.

"That's not the most important thing," Thor added in a cool voice.

The cloaked woman was stunned. A top-grade blood essence jar—that was already the most important resource. Could there be anything more important than that?

"Blood runes".

"Wh-what?" The cloaked woman froze, raising her head in disbelief.