Mu Chunfeng shook his hand in front of Yang Ming's eyes: "Mr. Xi Luo..."

Yang Ming came back to his senses: "What's wrong?"

Mu Chunfeng took out an old book, turned one of the pages, and said, "Sir, please see, after that man came back, he left Mo Lidao and that boat on an island. It wasn't until more than 200 years ago that Tian Yu, a casting master of Nanjue, found him and brought him back to Nanjue. Subsequently, he collected the hardest metal in the world, and after thousands of tempers, he created an imitation knife. After his death, the imitation knife disappeared along with the real one. In the following decades, he did not appear again, until a general of Nanjue accidentally got the Moli knife, and with this knife, his strength increased by leaps and bounds. It's just that the knife in his hand is still unknown whether it is true or not."

"In the end, it was just rumored that he was killed by a sword immortal from Beili, and the Moli knife completely lost its trace at that time, until it appeared in the hands of Mr. Xi Luo today."

Mu Chunfeng's last few words, the same as what Yan Xiluo said, can prove that at the beginning, what the general got in his hand was the real Moli knife, and what about the other imitation knife...

"Hahaha." Mu Chunfeng saw Yang Ming's doubts, and he smiled: "Mu Mou didn't know how to find the imitation of the Mo Li knife, the world's famous knife spectrum, ranking third!"

Yang Ming was taken aback: "It seems that Mu Gongzi can know this, it should be the information found by the trustee at that time."

"Exactly!" Mu Chunfeng said with a smile: "At that time, the knife was bought by Mu on a Jianghu person, and the man said that this knife was his family's ancestral treasure knife, and he sold it to me for one hundred taels of silver."

Yang Ming sneered: "That person's words, no matter how you look at it, it looks like he is lying to you, that is, that person's strength is low, and he can't tell the quality of this knife, he only knows that he is extremely sharp, and he probably doesn't know anything else." You're lucky, and you didn't intend to plant willows in the shade."

"Really?" Mu Chunfeng thought about it carefully, and at that time, he really didn't find any fluctuations in his true qi, and there were no calluses left on his hands from practicing martial arts. Everything is just like what Yang Ming said, he was really deceived.

"It seems that Mu has indeed been deceived. However, it can be regarded as Mu's luck, he accidentally bought the real thing." Mu Chunfeng wanted to laugh and cry again. He really didn't know what expression to use to describe his mood at the moment.

Yang Ming smiled helplessly, how could the luck of the European Emperor be comparable to a "black man" like him.

"Mu Gongzi, what is the name of the number one knife in the world? I searched through the information, but I couldn't find any clues." Yang Ming said that he really wanted to know what kind of knife ability was able to suppress Mo from the end of the knife.

Mu Chunfeng didn't answer, but asked rhetorically, "There is no record of the world's number one famous sword."

Yang Minggang wanted to say that the world's number one famous sword, named Heavenly Slash, was placed in the Qin Heavenly Prison in Heavenly Apocalypse City and was guarded by Qi Tianchen.

Mu Chunfeng suddenly spoke again: "In fact, there is no number one knife in the world at all, that person once said that this knife is at most the second place in the world. Because of this sentence, there is no famous sword ranked first in the world, and the famous sword spectrum after that is ranked according to the order after the second."

"I see." Yang Ming didn't care much about this, after all, there was already a Mo Lidao, and he was not a swordsman, so why did he need so many knives.

Mu Chunfeng thought for a while and proposed, "With Mr. Xiluo's strength, it must be easy to push Mo Li's knife to the position of the first knife in the world."

"Why do you say that?" Yang Ming's eyes narrowed.

Mu Chunfeng said with a smile: "Sir's strength, looking at the whole world, is already in that no-man's realm. And the Moli Knife itself has the ability to win the first place in the world, if it weren't for what that person said back then, I am afraid that the world would have regarded the Moli Knife as the first knife in the world."

Yang Ming smiled and didn't agree, "Let's talk about it."

Hearing this, Mu Chunfeng was also interested in not mentioning this matter anymore, he looked at the ship in the distance, and said softly, "Sir, we have reached the deep sea."

"Huh?" Following Mu Chunfeng's gaze, Yang Ming turned around and looked, "This is the deep sea, why are there still ships?" Is it the same as you, who went to the deep sea to gather things?"

Mu Chunfeng shook his head: "No, Mr. Xi Luo may not know that that kind of ship is the ship of the government."

"Isn't there any important strategic material point on this sea?" Yang Ming was puzzled. With the current state of development, it is basically impossible for the government to exploit the resources in the sea, but Yang Ming can't think of what they will do here.

Mu Chunfeng explained, "That island is called Jedi Island, and it is the place where those vicious people in Beili are imprisoned. They had more or less background and usefulness, and the government could not put them to death, but they did not want to let them go unpunished, and the island was born. The government will come here every month to deliver some food to prevent the people inside from starving to death. It's just that, in the beginning, the amount of this food was calculated according to the number of people, and the island is not managed, and there will be criminals who are killed in the process of grabbing food every moment, after all, the amount of food is different, and some people always want to eat more and better."

Yang Ming sneered: "Isn't this PUBG, so many people fight together, only the strongest person can eat chicken, uh... Meat.".

Mu Chunfeng smiled slightly: "Mr. Xi Luo is right, this Peerless Island, the worst one, is just like Mr. said. Hundreds of people on the island were killed, but only one of the strongest and those who had been hiding in the shadows survived."

"Sure enough, there's a sixth child." Yang Ming complained.

"On that occasion, many important prisoners were killed, and the government later increased the ration of food, and now there are very few fights on Jesheng Island."

"Oh, why?" Yang Ming asked.

"The people who can be locked up here either have some important information in their mouths that they haven't said; Either that, or the government is trying to contain some people. They live and play a greater role than death. Now, if anyone kills someone inside, the government will cut them into pieces, and after a few beatings, they are all honest."

As he spoke, Mu Chunfeng slowly stood up and pointed to the distance: "Mr. Xi Luo, that Peerless Island is where that person buried the boat and Mo Li's knife in the first place."

"Huh?" Yang Ming became interested and asked, "Young Master Mu, is there a way to land on the island?"

Since Mu Chunfeng dared to say anything, he must have some way, and he smiled and said, "Sir, when the boat approaches, Mu will go to meet them."

"I'm tired." Yang Ming clenched his fists.

Mu Chunfeng bowed slightly: "Mr. is polite."

"By the way, why are these officers stationed in the deep sea? Is it just to guard these criminals?" Yang Ming became interested and hurriedly asked.