Xinluo herself felt quite puzzled, why would he suddenly ask her if she wanted to eat dried fish. However, judging from the results, it seems that there is no problem. At least the cat in his arms opened his round cat eyes with a look of longing.

But the dried salted fish was all stolen and eaten by Xanalot, and he really didn't have it here. Sinloth rummaged and rummaged, only to find a few honey candies that Ellie had secretly hidden at some point.

If you're a little girl, it's okay with honey candy, right?

Xinloth opened the candy wrapper and stuffed sugar into his baating mouth, and asked carefully, "Baa, can you tell me about your mother?" ”

Xinluo is getting more and more unable to see through this system, he always says that it has nothing to do with him, and asks him to complete the task quickly and get out, but he always sends some people who are inextricably related to him to him. What the hell is he trying to do?

Sinloth couldn't guess, but Baa Baa was innocent. The joy on the little girl's face really didn't seem to be fake, if the excitement and joy of finding her relatives after a lot of hard work could be lightly disguised, then Xinluo felt that even if he was deceived, he had nothing to say.

"This is delicious, better than dried fish, meow" Xinluo thought about things in his heart, and inevitably stuffed some more in his hands. Baa's mouth is stuffed with honey candy, but the little guy doesn't seem to be repulsed. It's just that she's struggling with Honey Candy, and she doesn't seem to be able to answer Cynlos's question.

Baa jumped out of bed, found the two scimitars in her small package, and retracted into Cynroth's arms. The little guy puffed out his face, chewed the honey candy in his mouth, and said to Xinluos, "Before I came, the elder grandfather told me. Just give these two knives to Daddy, and Daddy will understand meow. ”

What is the mystery of these two knives?

Outwardly. The two scimitars hidden in the scabbards are nothing special. Sinloth picked a random scimitar, grabbed the hilt and pumped it out. It's just that it encountered a lot of resistance. Sinloth pumped hard again, a burst of black light flashed on the scabbard, and finally pulled the blade out. It's just that as soon as the scimitar came out of its sheath, the room that was originally baked by the stove and was still warm suddenly seemed to have entered a cold winter.

The scimitar in his hand has a turquoise blade set with red diamonds, and there are golden barbs on both sides of the rhino horn. The blade has golden horns on one side and a long black horn on the other, and the handle is wrapped in a red cloth with a spell seal, and some of the cloth is tied behind the handle. The whole knife looks murderous and piercing the eyeballs.

[Cleansing the sin rhino horn: a saber given by a high monk to the young master of the demon sword world, in the past, the worlds were in a scuffle, and his mother demon queen and his beloved wife Shi Yin died one after another, and the young man who was forced into madness by self-blame and anger blamed all the blame for the war. Holding this knife, all the congenital of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are cut under the knife, and the blood sacrifices this knife, so the knife is powerful. The power is limitless. Later, he repented and was in pain, and took this knife to the realm of the six heavens to fight a decisive battle. Never been seen since. The knife was also shattered and fell into the human realm. Although it was collected and reforged by the elders of the Ming Sect, its power was sharply reduced, and it was not as good as it was back then. Despite this, the magic that remained on the body of the zài knife was still able to lightly affect people's hearts, and the elders of the Ming Sect deliberately set up a powerful seal on the scabbard. Without an absolutely strong will, it is impossible to unsheath the magic sword. 】

What is this, it looks so cruel? Although I don't know much about it, listening to the system's introduction, it seems that it is because of the death of a loved one. So let the whole world give them the story of the * youth who are buried with them.

Moreover, according to the urine of the system. This story may well be true.

Sinloth was stunned, but silently returned the scimitar, which looked very powerful regardless of its name or experience, to its scabbard. This uncle is too scary. It's better not to touch it too much.

Putting the horns aside, he gripped the other scimitar. This time there was no trouble from last time, and Sinloth only used a little force, and the slender blade came out of its sheath. This scimitar looks much more normal, although the shape is still a little weird, but at least compared to the uncle who put it aside.

The blade of the scimitar in his hand is unusually slender, but there is nothing special about it except that the whole body is red and there is a warmth that makes people feel comfortable all over the body. It should be a relatively normal weapon

No, Sinloth glanced at the attributes of the scimitar in his hand and decided to retract his judgment.

[Burning III: Three feet and seven inches long, weighing fifty taels, there is a blood groove on the blade, and the blood line flows down the stream, and the rest is not stained. The Holy Vessel of the Mingjiao Town Sect has been baptized by the power of faith of countless believers for thousands of years, and has extraordinary abilities. III, that is, the past, the present, and the future. If you are sin by this sword, your soul will suffer for three lifetimes. Before his death, the last elder of the Ming Sect gave this knife to the contemporary saint, hoping to use the warm power of the knife to suppress the saint's anger. 】

Xinlos put the knife back into its sheath, although relying on the convenience of the system, let him see the attributes and past of the two scimitars. But does it have anything to do with him? Why was the Ming Sect elder so sure that when he saw these two knives, he would understand them as soon as he saw them?

Or is it not himself who he is looking for?

As Sinloth was thinking as he held the two scimitars, two currents of air, one black and one red, floated from the two scimitars. The two air currents converge with each other, creating an ancient colorful picture in the air.

Although it is not black and white, this color scroll is clearly painted in ink. A few brushstrokes outline an ancient tree, next to which is a babbling stream. A beautiful woman dressed in purple and holding a woman's hair in a bun is holding an incense burner in one hand and looking at the ancient scroll in her hand. Beside her, there was a young man lying comfortably under the tree, holding a wine gourd and drinking.

Ink painting is not as detailed as sketching, but it is far superior to freehand. With just a few brushstrokes, the leisurely atmosphere between the two is outlined. Although the two are not hooked shoulders like modern couples, the intimacy between the two, as long as they are not blind, can definitely be seen. According to the traditional habits of rabbits, these two should be husband and wife or other people who are extremely close.

It's just that

The purple-clothed beauty on the picture scroll has wide robes and large sleeves, and her demeanor is extraordinary, no matter how you look at it, she is a living goddess template. And that man may have come from a relatively poor family. He wore unusually fashionable cave shoes—a pair of cloth shoes full of holes, even the big toe exposed. The bottom is wearing tattered cropped pants, and the top looks like a hooligan. The chest and abdomen are wide open, revealing a strong eight-pack abs. and an incomparably monstrous black dragon. Add to that the strange chow chow head of the young man, and the blindfolded black cloth to get rid of a rogue beggar, bastard!

Sinloth wouldn't admit that he was so upset with this man because he had a face that was exactly the same as his. Although the man in Nanorca's portrait was forced to marry by several women, he was dressed normally. And the one in front of him doesn't even need to be disguised. I will definitely be able to blend in with the beggar gang disciples.

Two people who were originally completely incompatible were arranged together by the painter. Sinloth stared at the scroll in front of him in a daze, until it began to fall apart, and then withdrew his gaze. It's obviously very unpleasant to look at, why

However, after the scroll collapsed, the red and black airflow did not disappear directly, but once again transformed into a line of small characters in italics.

"On May 17, Tang Chunni and the unclothed master Yin painted in a difficult situation."

As soon as Sinloth finished reading this line of small words, the whole line of small words collapsed and gradually turned into nothingness. And an old voice rang in Sinloth's ears. The sound is indistinctly indistinct and intermittent, as if it contains infinite exhaustion.

"The old and incompetent are not to be faced, and the flame will be extinguished against my soul. Trading with the God of the Dead to Send Assasin Back to Old Age"

When the voice came to this point, it came to an abrupt end, leaving endless regrets. Baa lowered her head and chewed on the honey candy in her mouth, unaware of what had just happened. The little girl looked up and saw the gaze of Sinloth staring at her, and quickly opened her small mouth, pointed to her mouth, and motioned for more.

Assasin, that's what I'm talking about.

Judging by the information just obtained. The so-called clothless master Yin should also be the purple-clothed beauty. And that young master of the Demon Sword Realm. It's supposed to be a bastard, that's a beggar at all!

And. What the hell is the name of this family? Forget about the clothesless master Yin, although her name is weird, but looking at the atmosphere of a literary young woman in her body, maybe she uses a very cold surname. And that rascal is not, a beggar, the surname Tang is nothing, but why is it called Chunni? Although he looks sloppy and has a pretty girly face, the muscles on this guy's body are not fake, how much enmity does he have with his parents? As for blea

Assasin, if translated, simply means Assassin. She obviously had her father's last name, and even if she left aside the name Assasin, the name Baa didn't look like a normal name no matter how you looked at it - even a boudoir name was rarely like that.

How much does her dad hate her?

Too many words to say are stuck in my throat. Sinloth let out a long sigh as he looked at the ceiling.

He touched the ignorant little guy and said, "From now on, you will be my daughter, I can't change your name, and from now on, when you face others, call yourself Assasin." Also, don't let others see your horns. ”

"Oh." Baa swallowed the honey candy in two bites and opened his mouth again; "Daddy still there?"

Sinloth hung his cheeks, feeling as if he had another foodie in his family. Is there a tax to be added? At this moment, there was a soft knock on the door, and Joachim, who was carrying the medical kit, walked in with a sad face and broken thoughts.

"I'm so stupid, really. I just thought that I could be lazy when I came to the teacher, but I didn't expect that there were fewer people here in Desmond than in the extraterritorial snowfield, but why are there more and more broken things, so many holes have been opened in the body, and the wound is not fully healed and jumped into the lake to save people, this woman is going to die, Mr. Fanzhuo, you are awake. Hey, you're there" (To be continued)

PS: This article basically belongs to the West, so there won't be much Eastern stuff. Magic baa is abnormal, but she is the only one who makes me play meow teaching, and she likes magic baa so much?