The glass tea cup is cold and biting in the hand, do you need to place it in a cold place?

Perhaps because his eyes were blinded, Heng Yuanbai felt that his sense of hearing and smell was very prominent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The slender fingertips gently lifted the tea lid, and the faint aroma of grass and spices in front of him made him stunned.

"Yew flower medicinal meal."

It turned out to be a medicinal diet, no wonder it needed to be kept in a cold place.

Heng Yuanbai stretched out his palm, and Cheng Fu on his side handed him a small spoon.

Heng Yuanbai nodded, stirring the silver spoon in the teacup for a moment, and he listened to the sound in the teacup.

Finally took a sip, thinking that it would be delivered to his mouth, but he just put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed.

He put it down again and slowly spit out a few herbal ingredients.

Every time he said one, Cheng Su added one to the side.

After Heng Yuanbai finished speaking, she sent the undried ink in her hand to Uncle Xu and Hui Bo.

Hui Bo took it in his hand, glanced up and down, and responded with a smile. "Yes, not at all."

Uncle Xu also glanced around, and finally nodded noncommittally.

Wuhua's attention was to look around the edge of the altar and asked. "I don't remember as many people on the first day as there are today."

Shang Da was holding something in his hand, and he was looking down to ponder, and when he heard Wuhua say this, he nodded slowly and said casually.

"After all, the first few days were just going through the motions, and today is the main event."

His fingers moved slightly, and Wuhua suddenly realized that what he was thinking about playing with in his hand was actually a black dagger the size of a palm.

Wuhua was slightly stunned, as if he had unintentionally mentioned. "Is this a dagger?"

Shang Da was stunned for a moment, turned around and glanced at Wuhua, "You have good eyesight." ”

"Can you lend me a look?" Seeing Wuhua's gaze fixed on his palm, no matter how thick Shang Da's nerves were, he realized that something was wrong.

Shang had a thought in his brain, and glanced at Wuhua, but he couldn't hide the object in his hand directly, so he had to nod slowly.

Reached out and handed the dagger over.

The pure black dagger in his hand was no more than the size of a palm, and Wuhua took it in his hand and watched it around.

Before Shang Da could react, he squatted down and inserted the dagger directly.

Under their feet was a hand-paved granite, but the dagger was not hindered in the slightest, and went straight into it.

Shang Da didn't have time to stop it, so he had to stand where he was, watching Wuhua's work dumbfounded.

While wondering whether Wuhua knew this dagger, his emotions were extremely well controlled, and he did not leak at all.

Wuhua pulled the dagger out of the ground with great difficulty, put it in front of his eyes, and found that the pure black dagger did not know what material it was.

Shang Da snatched the dagger from Wuhua's hand, and looked at it carefully in his hand with a heartache.

He was relieved that he didn't notice a single scratch. If he was broken by Wuhua, Yuan Bai didn't know how to toss himself.

But that's all right, this dagger is really worth a lot.

I don't know where Heng Yuanbai got such a good dagger from.

Just when Shang Da was wondering whether to snatch it from Heng Yuanbai and use it, he suddenly heard Wuhua ask.

"Dare to ask Brother Shang, where did you get this dagger?"

He wanted to know too. Shang Da was slandered in his heart, but seeing that Wuhua's face was wrong, his eyes kept staring at the appearance of this dagger.

Shang Da searched carefully in his mind, and an evil thought suddenly appeared in his heart, and he laughed wildly in his heart, but his face was like thinking.

Asked suspiciously. "I don't know why Wuhua asks like that?"

Hearing that Shang Da suddenly changed his name, it seemed that he wanted to get closer to him, and Wuhua didn't care.

She had a guess in her mind two days ago.

This Lishui inner stream is not so close, but Qiu Xuan was able to touch it last time, and he could accurately touch his room.

Now the dagger she gave him is actually in the hands of Shang Da.

Then there are only two possibilities, the first is either he somehow mixed in, and in the end, he was caught, so this dagger will be in Shang Da's hands.

The second is that he is a person from Lishui Stream, so it is normal for him to know his location and find it.

If Qiu Xuan is a person from Lishui Stream, then it can be explained why Ming Sleeve can't find his identity for three years.

It's just that why Qiu Xuan was hunted down for three years.

The thoughts in her heart were turning, but Wuhua would not say it, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she gestured with her eyes. "I just watched this dagger sharpen like clay, and the thought moved in my heart."

A faint sigh. "After all, I don't know martial arts, and it's best to defend myself with a dagger with a hidden handle."

If others heard Wuhua say this, they would naturally not be puzzled or anything, but Shang Da knew that there was an extremely fast arrow hidden in her long wide sleeves.

That's why he doesn't believe in the rhetoric of Wuhua.

His eyes rolled in his eyes, and his voice dragged out with a smile. "I see."

"Yes." She noticed that Shang Da's tone was different, but Wuhua thought about it carefully and didn't seem to say anything wrong, so she just nodded silently, trying to control her tone.

"Then Brother Shang, can you tell me who forged this dagger?"

Shang Da shook his head with a distressed look on his face. "I really don't know."

Wuhua paused, and then asked. "Brother Shang doesn't know?"

Shang Da nodded. "This thing belongs to a friend of mine, I just came back two days ago, and I accidentally saw it, so I took it from him and played with it for two days."

You must know that he also had a fight with Heng Yuanbai for this dagger, and he wondered why Heng Yuanbai cared so much about this dagger and refused to give his appearance when he died.

Looking at Wuhua's appearance now, there is a chance that this dagger was given by her.

Two days ago, she remembered that Shang Da had returned to Jiannei. So, Qiu Xuan is really a Lishui streamer?

Remembering that he hadn't come to her for medicine since the last time he was ill, his heart sank, and Wuhua couldn't help but fall silent.

"If you really want to know about Wuhua, I'll ask when I go back."

It's just a pity that such a good dagger. Shang Da didn't plan to return it, but since it was sent by Wuhua, he couldn't take advantage of others, right?

Of course, the most important thing is that if he doesn't return it, he is afraid that Heng Yuanbai will kill him.

More is better than less.

"Next time, let him change it for me."

"Huh?" Wuhua was caught up in his own thoughts, and he didn't hear what Shang Da was saying before, and now he couldn't help but look up and ask.

"Nothing, nothing." Shang Da hurriedly waved his hand, put the dagger away directly, and put it in his arms.

Just when they had their own thoughts, the curtain fell on the stage. (To be continued.) )