Leaving the palace, the hero carried Su Yanyan and walked down the bluestone steps.

The full moon still hung in the night sky, and there was silence between heaven and earth, except for the sound of his footsteps.

"Your Royal Highness the Young Palace Master, shouldn't you explain it to the little girl?"

After enduring it for a while, seeing that the hero had not spoken, Su Yanyan finally couldn't help but speak.

"There's nothing to explain, haven't you seen it all!" The hero smiled, "In the afternoon, I worshipped He Shanchang as a teacher, thinking that you would come to steal armor tonight, so I asked for a favor from him, if it weren't for the movement of this knife, those things that happened later should not have happened." ”

"In other words, He Qinghuan is willing to give you the armor to use, but you didn't ask for it directly, but specially acted out to play with me?" Su Yanyan's voice was murderous and wanton.

"Stop for a while, if the meridians are injured, don't move casually!" The hero sighed helplessly, "Anyway, the two of us will come to Japan for a long time, if you want to settle accounts, you won't be able to run me two days late." ”

Su Yanyan was furious, and just about to struggle, the clear moonlight sprinkled into her eyes, which suddenly reminded her of the strange words that the hero said when she came.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, it's good to go out for a walk......"

"I wish I had come to admire the moon."

Immediately afterwards, she thought that just now, after the hero caught her who had fallen, he said, "It's all my fault, I just wanted to mess around with you......"

It was like ice and snow soaking in hot water, and the girl's heart melted in an instant.

He didn't mean to tease me, but he understood my restless nature and satisfied my nonsense.

What an idiot! Although Kui Jia is good, how can I put it in my eyes as a dignified goddess?

My real purpose is for you to get that knife!

Thinking about it, Su Yanyan's eyes began to misty. When the hero saw it, he immediately became nervous: "What's wrong?" Does it hurt somewhere? ”

Su Yanyan shook his head, looked at the night sky and said, "Tonight's moonlight...... It's beautiful indeed. ”

Ha? The stupid goddess can't hurt her head, right?! Inexplicable.

Suddenly speaking so softly, there must be a ghost, it is safer to ignore her.

The hero closed his mouth and walked towards the place where he lived.

"I'm going to sleep in your room."

Because Su Yanyan was injured, the hero didn't send her back, but as soon as she entered her small courtyard, the girl shocked him with a cold word.

What's going on? Stupid goddess beastly hair? Then why don't you pick a healthy time, the meridians have just been injured, how can Lao Tzu start?

At first glance, there is no sincerity, it must be teasing Lao Tzu.

Think Lao Tzu will fall for your beauty trick? Hmph, naïve!

"Jia Qiao is asleep in my room, there is no place for you."

"I know! My aunt's purpose is to sleep with her, what do you think? Su Yanyan smiled very thief.

Hero: "......"

When he entered the house, he put the girl on the ground, and he turned around and left.

"If you want to sleep by yourself, don't forget to take medicine, you want Lao Tzu to serve you."

Watching the hero's back disappear outside the door, Su Yanyan walked to the table and sat down, holding his cheeks in his hand, the smile on the corner of his mouth and the light in his eyes were soft, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, she turned her face to look at the screen in the middle of the room, and listened to the sound of Xiao Jiaqiao's even breathing, and a mischievous expression appeared on her face, and she stood up with a wicked grin.

The hero came all the way to He Qinghuan's residence, and when he saw that the courtyard door was not closed, he went straight in.

There were only two candles lit in the main hall, and He Qinghuan knelt alone on the main seat, looking solemn.

"Master." The hero stepped forward to salute.

He Qinghuan nodded calmly: "Sit down." ”

The hero thought about it for a while, and took the initiative to put the broken knife on the low table in front of He Qinghuan, and then sat down on the side.

He Qinghuan didn't touch the knife, just watched. "What did you feel when you picked up this knife?"

Somehow, his intuition told the hero that the dream couldn't be easily known to others, so he scratched his head and said, "The disciples don't even know how to pick it up." ”

"Huh?" He Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, "What happened at that time?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that the disciple was fighting with Yan Yan and accidentally touched it, and then the disciple didn't know anything, and when he woke up, it was already in the disciple's hands." The hero explained half-truths.

"And after that? Nothing happened? ”

"No, nothing but the feeling of it being an ice hand. Oh yes, you already know that it automatically comes back to the disciples. ”

He Qinghuan was silent, staring at the knife, and didn't say anything for a long time.

The hero had the heart to ask, and felt that the master who could tell him would definitely say it, and if he couldn't say it, it would be in vain to ask, so he waited patiently.

The candle flame is beating, and the candles that burst from time to time are very clear in the quiet of the night.

"Do you know the name of this knife?"

I don't know how long it took, He Qinghuan suddenly spoke.

The hero shook his head honestly: "Please show it to Master." ”

He Qinghuan raised his eyes, looked directly at him and said, "It's called...... Kill the gods! ”

...... Good secondary two names.

The hero didn't hold back his complaint, but then his expression became solemn.

Killing gods is just a second-class and no new name for him, but in Middle-earth, where the people generally believe in the nine gods, such a name is simply a big rebellion.

Why would the Kunlun Academy collect a murder weapon that is so easy to cause disputes?

"Back then, Master Shizun used it to kill the earthly god of the beast clan, save Middle-earth, and turn the tide."

"That's why it got the name 'god-killing'?"

It turned out to be a relic of the master's ancestor, no wonder when the master said that he wanted to give it to me, the guy named Motu didn't let out a fart.

Is he in charge of our master's things?

The hero was a little relieved and at the same time very confused.

That eerie dream is the end of the battle between the two earthly gods?

Xuanyuan Aotian and the beast clan earth gods are close to the relationship between father and son?

I don't believe ghosts when I talk about it!

Besides, didn't that great battle take place outside the world? Where did the remnant sun come from in the dream? What the hell is the desert? What about the mountains of bones?

Not only did the two of them fly to an alien planet by themselves, but they also brought tens of millions of soldiers and horses with their own mother?

It's just hilarious.

He Qinghuan nodded: "It originally didn't have a name, it was the descendants who gave it the name 'God Killing' in order to commemorate your ancestor." ”

The hero thought for a moment and asked, "Was it broken in that extraterrestrial war?" ”

"No, when your ancestor got this knife, it was broken."

Sure enough, this makes sense, if the dream I experienced was true, then this knife has existed for at least two hundred years, and it is very likely that it existed thousands of years ago.

"Master, this knife is so important, you better take it back! Let the disciple hold it, it is basically a pearl covered with dust, but it's a pity. ”

With the current strength of the hero, there is no difference between having a knife and not having a knife, so this is indeed true. Besides, the broken knife is very weird, who knows if he will go crazy and kill his master one day? In the martial arts fantasy novels I read in my previous life, such a murderer grabbed a lot of them.

"You don't want such a sword?" He Qinghuan was very surprised.

The hero smiled very obediently: "The disciple and ancestor are the Xuanyuan who saves the world, the master is a saint like you, and his luck is already better than that of most people in Middle-earth, where can he covet treasures anymore!" ”

"You kid, although you are lazy, this attitude of valuing people over things is really likable."

He Qinghuan nodded appreciatively, and with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, the knife flew slowly in front of the hero.

"Take it! If you can still talk to the teacher alive at this time, it means that it has recognized you as the master, and even if the teacher puts it back in the treasure house, sooner or later it will still come to you. ”