It's just summer. Fifteen continents in the Tianyun Realm, the southwest border of the Twilight Continent, Xu Kingdom, Yongxian, wrapped in silver, the weather is cold and the ground is freezing.

The snow is falling, and the moon is desolate.

About ten miles away from the county seat, a young man who had just delivered a letter, hurriedly carrying a few ordinary knives on his back, took advantage of the night to enter a "manor" with his back to the mountains and forests, and returned to his room in a courtyard at the very end.

Lighting the candle, He Yanxiao walked to the wooden table and sat down, rubbing his stomach, which seemed to be a little uncomfortable.

But the next moment, he took a few identical, but not sharp, Pu knives from his back and placed them on the table.

"The first time I tried it on a weapon, I hope it will work."

As usual, the story happened, He Yanxiao is a traverser with hanging. And his predecessor was very unfortunate, a cult cult that gathered all things, and was a troubled character who was controlled by others.

said that it was a churchman, but it could be regarded as discrediting the identity of its predecessor.

He Yanxiao is still not very clear about the specific situation, only knowing that his predecessor was a secret son who lurked in this rural cult under the orders of an organization called "Jing'an Division".

From the vague memory of the predecessor, He Yanxiao probably knew that the predecessor had been in this mess for two or three years, and he was always waiting for the order of the peak. It's a pity that it's been forgotten for so long.

However, in addition to being upright, He Yanxiao's predecessor was basically a shaft goods, and he refused to do any dirty work after two or three years. Not to mention mixing with the core, it is inevitable that people will be suspected of identity after a long time.

He Yanxiao is very puzzled by this.

To say that the spies entered such a filthy place, the predecessor should always do something to make a performance, or a little bit of cleverness to see the wind and rudder.

But the character of the predecessor can't even hide his identity, how can he live for so long in the tiger's den?

The strange thing is that even a month ago, no one cared about the predecessor, just like a transparent person, who could come and go here freely.

And it wasn't until before the death of the predecessor that he knew that the altar master and guards in the original cult knew that he was a spy......

The same is a month ago, at this point in time, this sect that seemed to be ordinary and collected the wealth of the homeless people suddenly came from outside with a mysterious "Mr. Mei", so that the altar owner of this cult called the "Altar of Eternal Life" had to be cautiously received.

Immediately after that, this cult stronghold changed its style of accumulating money and secretly plotted something, and many people disappeared in a month, and most of them died thoroughly.

The predecessor was a little stupid and high-minded, and he didn't know how to protect himself, so he exposed this matter in public and questioned it in public, and was ordered to be executed by the foreign "Mr. Mei".

After receiving such an order, the altar master and the four Dharma protectors in the sect did not want to continue to tolerate the existence of the predecessor, so they secretly killed the predecessor with a black hand, and humiliated the predecessor before his death, so that He Yan Xiaoxiao dove occupied the magpie's nest.

Alas, what an unlucky bastard!

However, He Yanxiao himself also had a hellish start, and it didn't get much better......

As for why He Yanxiao can continue to stay in this faction.

cough, if a person is seen by a bunch of people after being "resurrected on the spot", it is self-evident in the role that can be played in this kind of small sect in the county and city, and it will immediately be like a miracle and a natural choice.

Seeing He Yanxiao's rebirth, "Mr. Mei", who was not interested in him, learned about He Yanxiao's origin, and after thinking about it, he probably felt that He Yanxiao still had use value, so he gave He Yanxiao a chance to live.

Not only that, "Mr. Mei", who ordered the killing, seemed to urgently need to attract more mad believers in this month's time, so he changed his mind and spared He Yanxiao's life.

As a result, at the moment, He Yanxiao obviously didn't do anything, but it was regarded as a "miracle" example to the outside world, specially used to win people's hearts and deceive more hungry believers.

But after a month, He Yanxiao basically got used to his situation, realized that the situation was getting more and more wrong, and longed to end his forbearance and seek a way out.

Just yesterday, "Mr. Mei" found He Yanxiao and asked him to use the identity of "Jing'an Division" to find a place to send a letter out and bring a living sacrifice here.

"Mr. Mei" even promised that when everything is done, he will have a free smile.

Hehe, freedom.

He Yanxiao understands very well that the great liberation of life is also a kind of freedom!

However, He Yanxiao, who has just traveled for a month, has reached the point of exhaustion in order to get out of trouble, and there is not much room for bargaining.

Fortunately, there is still a hanging on him that can be used, which can allow him to continue to be positive and reluctantly have fun in the midst of suffering.

"Navy plus dots...... No response? Break the mirror beads, break them for me! ”

"No, I have to hold it in my hands?"

It turned out that there was a mysterious picture scroll in He Yanxiao's dantian, surrounded by a layer of hazy mist.

It's just that it doesn't look very smart and can't add points freely.

Looking at the knife in front of him, He Yanxiao thought about it anyway, so he reached out at random and picked one of them and held it in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, He Yanxiao meditated again to "strengthen", and immediately next to the strange picture in his dantian, an unknown power emerged, following He Yanxiao's meridians, like a mist of mist, into the fine iron knife in his hand.

The candle light in the room was not lit, but in an instant, He Yanxiao saw that the knife in his hand seemed to have become a lot sharper under the light of the candle.

He Yanxiao's mind moved, so he picked up one of the several control groups on the table, and cut it down with a knife when he aimed at it.

"Click-"

"It's okay with a gap."

The knife that has been strengthened once easily cuts a gap in the other unstrengthened blade.

In the next second, He Yanxiao tried to compare the toughness of the two sides again, bending them with internal force respectively, and stopped when the two were almost broken.

As a result, the limit of the two knives is not much different......

"Well, after the first strengthening, the hardness and sharpness of the knife have increased somewhat, and the toughness is average."

He Yan smiled and saw that the reinforcement was useful, and immediately held his breath and strengthened it again.

As a result, he instantly lost a wisp of mist energy in his dantian, which was still unclear to He Yanxiao.

And when the mysterious mist that wrapped the blade of the knife subsided, He Yanxiao drew a scoop with a gourd, took the knife that had been strengthened twice, and cut the knife with a hole.

"When the ......"

The broken knife fell to the ground, and this time it was cut off!

At the same time, He Yanxiao put down the broken knife, picked another knife from the table, and continued to compare the toughness with the knife that had been strengthened twice.

"It's broken, can't it be recovered?"

There is no suspense, the toughness and strength of the ordinary knife failed to catch up with half of the toughness that was strengthened twice.

In order to image some memory comprehension, He Yanxiao immediately summed himself up.

"The +1 knife is a little harder and stiffer, but it's about the same as before. The +2 knife strength and toughness have increased a lot, which is already very good...... The most critical is the third time. ”

Thinking in a hurry, He Yan smiled and calmed down, and then transferred a mouthful of mysterious mist from the dantian and injected it into the knife again.

Suddenly, the blade of the knife let out a soft groan, as if a fleeting cold light flashed, and even the hand holding the knife with He Yanxiao was shocked, and it seemed that the form became like it was between the Burmese knife and the Miao knife.

He Yanxiao looked at it, and a long black hair in his sight fell on the blade of the "+3" knife with no strength, and broke silently in his eyes.

He Yan was stunned for a moment, and cut the table with it with curiosity. Even if you don't use the blessing of internal force, it's still like cutting tofu, cutting this table in half and collapsing.

However, He Yanxiao was not satisfied, he tried to strengthen it again, but unfortunately this time, as he guessed, he did not get any feedback, it seems that "+3" has reached the end of this knife.

"Blowing hair and breaking hair...... Or can there only be one adverbial entry? ”

That's right, this is He Yanxiao's confidence!

"Well, it would be nice to have a blood-sucking entry."