"There are actually five!"

"If there are so many, it's easy to distribute. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"God bless me."

The three of them had different thoughts, but without exception they were all pleasantly surprised, they originally thought that there was only one thing, but they didn't expect five to appear.

Not long after they came to their senses, Xiong Ba walked in one of the directions and raised his hoe high.

The other three widened their eyes and leaned forward, ready to run, choosing the target closest to them.

The hearts of the three of them were beating wildly, like galloping wild horses, and several of them were breathing rapidly, and their hands were trembling slightly.

Xiong Ba was no better, the hoe in his hand was also trembling, he knew that his hoe would completely break the current situation!

The hoe in his hand is the embodiment of fate, and he is the promoter of fate, and at this time he has to swing the hoe in his hand!

"Whew!"

Xiong Lao Er took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, and what he saw in his eyes was a slowly falling hoe!

And Yang Yichuan's situation has changed in a new way.

"Whew!"

He lay in the pit with his upper body exposed, gulping in on the air, and the slightest cool air entered his lungs and made him feel like a spring breeze.

After the torment of life and death just now, he is almost prostration, but his physical condition has obviously improved greatly!

Even the swelling in his legs and ankles slowly subsided, which proved that his injuries had healed a lot!

Yang Yichuan looked at his hands, the trace of rancid smell on his body was gone, and he felt that he didn't have to die!

"Life is amazing."

A teenager sighed like an old man, it can be regarded as a feeling, everything that happened tonight has even exceeded anything he has experienced before, from life to death, from death to life, like a roller coaster, he felt the greatest thrill.

Of course, no one wants to die.

"One more thing."

He remembered that there was something wrapped in silk in the wooden box, and his body still looked like a burning stove, but he had gradually adapted to the temperature, and his whole body was warm.

"What's in there?"

Picking up the thing, he weighed it curiously, the weight was just right in his hand, not light or heavy, so that he almost didn't want to put it down when he got it in his hand.

Yang Yichuan slowly untied the silk outside.

"This, this..."

He was shocked by the scene in front of him, his eyes widened, and there were many bloody scabs on his face. He didn't expect it to be such a thing! It was something he had always dreamed of! He was hooked almost from the first time he saw the real thing.

"This is..."

Yang Yichuan was breathing rapidly, holding the thing in both hands, and there was a fine light flowing in his eyes.

"Don... Knife! ”

He was holding a knife in his hand! It's very similar to Tang Dao.

The knife is more than a meter long, the whole body is dark, the blade is about three fingers wide, and it is as straight as a line. What is very strange is that the blade is actually dark red, and there is no blood groove! There are also lines on it that look like wavy lines.

He held his hand on the hilt of the knife and suddenly felt an inseparable feeling! It was as if the knife had been prepared for him by nature! It's like an extension of him.

"Good knives!"

Yang Yichuan couldn't help but sigh again and again, waved it in his hand a few times, and finally pulled a beautiful knife flower, the weird dark red left traces in the night sky, like a river of blood!

"Huh? Got a word? ”

Yang Yichuan stroked the blade of the knife over and over again, and he didn't want to miss every detail, and he saw two words at the end of the handle.

"It's not like it's modern."

He didn't study the font much, but he was able to recognize that the two characters were not the simplified characters used in modern times, nor did they look like traditional characters, but they were very old and very primitive.

Yang Yichuan looked at it blankly, as if he saw countless fluttering souls roaring! The unjust souls formed a whirlpool and wanted to pull him in!

There was an endless cry in his ears, and a roar full of resentment, Yang Yichuan was affected, his eyes were red, and his expression was extremely distorted, it was no longer an expression that a human could make!

"Come on, this is where you belong."

The souls floating around stretched out their hands one after another, trying to pull Yang Yichuan into that whirlpool, and the expressions of those souls were extremely distorted. He felt like his head was going to explode, and he could see his hand holding the knife shaking! There was no trace of blood on his face, and he was very pale.

The current Yang Yichuan is not only in extremely bad physical condition, but also mentally bad!

"Whew!"

Now he seemed to be in a dream, his chest rose and fell strongly, his face was constantly sweating, and the muscles of the hand holding the knife even had partial spasms.

If you don't know it, the knife will fall to the ground.

"How did I end up here!"

"Get out! Get out of here! ”

Although Yang Yichuan tried his best to resist, the whirlpool in front of him had a strong attraction, and even if he resisted with all his might, he would fall into it step by step.

"I'm going to hell!"

Yang Yichuan was struggling, the dark whirlpool was like the entrance to hell, and the densely twisted faces around him seemed to be about to break free from it.

The pitch-black vortex seemed to be able to devour everything, and Yang Yichuan was like an ant in front of the dinosaur in front of him! There is no resistance.

"Hmph, it's too early to take me in!"

But as he got closer and closer to the center of the whirlpool, he became more and more composed, and finally regained his initial composure.

"This, is this me?"

Yang Yichuan also felt the slightest chill from his cold snort just now, he didn't believe that it was sent by himself, but now he is calm and does not fluctuate.

"Retreat!"

Yang Yichuan bit the tip of his tongue in a daze, and the intense pain directly pulled him out of the whirlpool, and when he left, he seemed to see the faces around him, extremely unwilling and angry.

"It's weird."

His eyes widened, and the knife seemed to have infinite weight, making him feel more pressure than he had ever felt before.

"Hahaha, this is a good knife!"

Every time Yang Yichuan suddenly laughed, he had to accept that knife!

"Those two words are..."

After the nightmare just now, Yang Yichuan seems to be able to recognize those two words, not really knowing, but intuition, a very powerful intuition.

"The word is... Broken"

Yang Yichuan rubbed the word on it, and he seemed to feel the long years! It seems that the years are long under his fingers, and he has touched the ancient heritage! After a millennia conversation, the word came out of his mouth.

"And this is, it's... Ghost! ”

The word below is not as complicated as the above, but it is also not easy to recognize, and Yang Yichuan doesn't know why he said this, but he feels that the word is "ghost!" It's an extremely strong intuition.

"The name of the knife..."

He slowly wiped the two words on one side, and the two words formed a word, which was the name of the knife.

"Broken ghosts!"

When he said those two words, the knife seemed to tremble! In the excitement! It's more like... In Awakening!

"Good name! Broken ghosts! What a spirit! ”

Yang Yichuan became more and more excited, and finally simply dripped the blood on the tip of his tongue onto the knife.

"It's gone."

He was also on a whim, thinking that waste is also waste, it is better to drip it on the knife and see if there is any reaction.

To his surprise, the drop of blood disappeared, as if it had been absorbed by a knife.

While he was going through this, the situation in the lobby had reached a critical moment!

Xiongba's hoe has touched the ground! The moment of change is about to begin!