It is more appropriate to say that it is a knife than a dagger. Because its length is very short, at most only about one foot two or three inches. The scabbard is made of black leather and is clearly very old. The handle is equally old, wound with silk threads that have almost faded. From the outside, I don't think this knife can have anything to do with the word "treasure".

But in the next moment, Cheng Li's complexion changed. Because Mrs. Xia had already untied the knife and pulled it out of its sheath. Colorful, dazzling glass light immediately filled every inch of the entire space.

This treasure knife called "Liuli" is really made of glass. The blade is as thin as a cicada's wings and completely transparent. But it also shines with brilliant brilliance and unstable colorful light.

Such a knife can only be viewed from a distance, and it has no practical use at all. Not to mention shaking it with the enemy's sword, even if you accidentally fall to the ground, you may be broken. From a weapon's point of view, it's waste.

But at the same time, it's really valuable. The word "treasure knife" is absolutely worthy of the name, and there is no falsehood.

Suddenly, the colorful light disappeared again. Because the knife has been re-sheathed. Mrs. Xia held the knife in both hands, handed it to Cheng Li with a precious and heavy hand, and sighed: "In the whole world, if there is anyone who is qualified to be worthy of this knife, then it must be you." ”

Cheng Li didn't answer. Shaking his head, he said, "You must have paid an unimaginably huge price in order to get this knife. So, I can't ask for it. Besides, such a knife is useless to me. ”

Mrs. Xia slowly chanted: "'Where to find the blessed land of the cave, the glass under the moon ascends the immortal key'." Soar into immortals, live forever, and enjoy eternal bliss. Such benefits will not be useless to everyone in the world. ”

"Cave Heaven Blessed Land, Soar into an Immortal?"

Cheng Li muttered and chewed on these eight words. For a moment, thoughtful.

If he had changed to the previous and suddenly heard this kind of strange thing, Cheng Li would never believe it. Not only do you not believe it, but you will find it ridiculous.

But now, Cheng Li didn't dare to think like this anymore. As long as you change your thinking a little, from another point of view, it makes sense to say that you have left your hometown and come here, saying that it is "rising by day". In the same way, isn't your hometown also a so-called "blessed land" for the current world?

What are the immortals? Turning stones into gold in an instant, calling for wind and rain? Similar to these things, "robbers" can do it. In this way, it seems that between the gods and the robbers, it is not impossible to draw an equal sign.

Who can understand the loneliness of being a stranger in a foreign land, and who can understand the loneliness that goes deep into the bone marrow?

Cheng Li's eyes were in a trance for a few seconds, and then he regained his clarity. He took the glass treasure knife, pulled it out of its sheath, held it in his hand and admired it, and muttered to himself: "Is there really a god in the world?

Mrs. Xia sighed softly, shook her head, and said, "No one knows." The rivers and lakes only know that this knife is not the first time it has appeared. In the last 200 years, it has appeared three times, each time producing a legend who is one of the best in the world. ”

Cheng Li asked, "Which three?"

Mrs. Xia's eyes were full of yearning, and she said slowly: "One hundred and eighty years ago, the 'King of Shenzhou' Chen Jingtao, the 'Sword Saint' in front of Liangjiazi Le Sheng. Sixty years ago, the 'lonely marquis' Gongshan Shangqing.

These three people were invincible in the world when they were alive. Their words can make people live, and their words can make people die. In the palm of your hand, you can scatter thousands of gold. The power is so great that even the emperor is not as powerful.

But in their later years, they died just as suddenly. On the day of burial, it was discovered that the body that was originally placed in the coffin had disappeared out of thin air. The only thing left is this glass treasure knife. and the two sentences of 'where to find the blessed land of the cave, the glass under the moon and the immortal spoon'. ”

It's just such a vague description, which made Cheng Li feel a little disappointed after hearing it. He sighed: "With these three examples in front of Zhuyu, it is no wonder that so many people covet this treasure sword. In fact, they may not believe that they can soar to immortality. The invincible martial arts in the world before the ascension, as well as the power comparable to the emperor, are what they really want. ”

Mrs. Xia sighed: "That's what happened. Ascending to immortality is just a means to gain power and wealth. If you say that after becoming an immortal, you have to live an isolated savage life, eat coarse tea and light rice, and wear animal skin and linen. So even if you can live for another thousand or ten thousand years, I'm afraid no one will want to become an immortal. ”

Cheng Li nodded and was about to speak. Suddenly, the horses outside the carriage let out a neighing sound.

"Snatch and snatch~"

Before the sound was over, dense strange sounds sounded one after another on the four walls of the carriage. Immediately afterwards, the carriage "click~" was broken down into hundreds of parts. Cheng Li and Mrs. Xia had a chill on their bodies, and they had been exposed to the cold wind.

Every piece of carriage that was disassembled was hooked by an iron hook as sharp as a knife. The iron hook was tied to the rope, and the rope was in the hands of hundreds of men dressed in brocade.

Suddenly changed, Mrs. Xia was taken aback, and subconsciously approached Cheng Li's side. Although she put down the hem of her skirt in time to cover her beautiful legs. But the soft and plump chest tightly pressed Cheng Li's arm.

Cheng Li was not surprised, nor did he deliberately push Mrs. Xia away in order to avoid suspicion. Even, he didn't pay attention to those brocade-clothed men. From beginning to end, he looked at only one person - the driver who drove the car.

The coachman's face was yellow and swollen, and his expression was wooden. In the cold wind, he kept shivering, as if he was very frightened, and he kept coughing. Anyone who sees him will surely find him pitiful.

But Cheng Li only felt that he was dangerous—many times more dangerous than black and white impermanence.

Therefore, Cheng Li didn't make the first move, he just calmly put the glass treasure knife under the cloak, and then stood here quietly staring at the other party. As calm as the sea on the eve of a storm.

The entire empty snowfield around it suddenly fell silent. Except for the whirring wind, there was not a single murmur. Moreover, as the time passed minute by minute, the atmosphere became more and more tense and heavy, and even pressed everyone present, almost out of breath.

"Ahh~~"

Suddenly, a brocade-clothed man could no longer bear the heavy pressure, and screamed like crazy, rushing out of the crowd. The iron hook flicked and slammed towards Cheng Li's neck. Let his neck also be like a carriage, completely decomposed!