Xue'er sat on the edge of the bed, dangling her long legs a little boringly, and the little snow fox on her shoulder was lying motionless, completely like a small meat ball, which looked extremely cute. But Feng'er didn't stop for a moment, constantly circling and dancing in Xue'er's room.

Fang Yu, Dia, and Ye sat at the table, Fang Qi lay on Fang Yu's shoulder, looking at the one-and-a-half-meter-long Nether Knife on the table with some disgust.

The festival with Hess, Fang Yu has already explained it to Dia and Ye. However, Fang Yu never thought that Fang Qi didn't care about the harm Hess brought to him, and this incident didn't leave any hidden wounds for Fang Qi, this might be because of Fang Qi's optimistic character, right? So although Hess escaped, Fang Yu didn't care so much.

Now, the trio were clearly more focused on the Nether Blade.

But it is absolutely impossible for a forged weapon to change its form, but this weapon has changed from a dagger to a long knife, which is completely contrary to the common sense on the Tianxiang Continent, which is why Dia is so interested in it.

And it was even more incredible that it could pass through Guò Fang Yu and suck away the magic power on the night's body.

Although some divine soldiers also had the function of dripping blood to recognize the master, it was directly absorbing a large amount of Fang Yu's essence blood, and it was completely devouring, rather than simply recognizing the master.

Dia sighed, "I said night, what did you give Fang Yu of?"

Looking at the long knife that was pitch black, Ye's eyes were a little strange, and he said lightly: "I don't know." ”

"Don't know?" Dia fussed, "How could you not know?"

The night is silent, I don't know is I don't know, and the night doesn't want to explain.

Dia said helplessly: "Okay, okay, even if you don't know what it is, then you should always know who gave it to you, right?"

Ye's eyes flickered obviously, and Ye's voice became even colder, and he said lightly: "This is a relic left to me by my father before he died." ”

Dia was stunned, and Ye almost never mentioned his past, let alone his father. And Dia also obviously felt that the night was strange, and this incident must be a wound in his heart.

Cher's big eyes stared at the night for a moment, then she lowered her head again, focusing on her small feet.

Fang Yu's eyes flashed even more, the relics of his parents, anyone who thought about it must be extremely precious, even the night who had always been very indifferent, but the night actually gave Fang Yu's relics.

Although Fang Yu thought that the origin of the dagger must not be simple, he never thought that it would be a hundred times more valuable than Fang Yu imagined.

Divine soldiers are still valuable, but true love is priceless.

The room fell silent, and Dia didn't know what to say for a moment. Because even if the night is not spoken, Dia can feel the sadness of the night.

At this time, Ye suddenly reached out and untied the belt, the black ribbon was very textured, and there was no floral ornament, it didn't look like an ordinary belt.

Dia is puzzled, wide clothes untie the belt?

But Night just unbuckled his belt, and didn't do anything else.

Dia touched the belt that was ten centimeters wide and said, "What are you ......" but before Dia finished speaking, Dia's face suddenly changed.

Dia rubbed the belt, her face extremely strange.

Fang Yu frowned, then reached out and touched the other end of his belt, and almost instantly, Fang Yu's face became as strange as Dia, as if he had seen something incredible.

Fang Yu raised his head first, and frowned deeply, "How is this possible?"

At this time, Dia took the black ring from her hand and rubbed it twice, then held the ring between her two fingers, looked at the night with burning eyes, and said, "The material of these two things is the same?"

Despite the question, Dia said in the affirmative.

And Fang Yu was also quite surprised, when Night came back on the day of Dia's birthday, this ring was a gift from Night to Dia. Although Fang Yu had never touched that ring and didn't know what the texture of that ring was, the soft belt was the same material as the Nether Knife.

How could it be that the Nether Knife was hard and unusually sharp, and the belt was extremely soft, even more delicate and smooth than the finest silk, how could the two things be made of the same material?

Fang Yu likes the dagger given to him at night, and he also likes to play with it when he is fine, its feel is simply too clear to Fang Yu, cool but not cold, delicate as a baby's skin, when held in his hand, it seems that he can also press the texture on his hand, and it fits perfectly with the palm of his hand, that unique feeling, Fang Yu is really too clear.

Looking at the belt in front of him, Fang Yu suspected that it was made of that special material, but although the whole belt was soft, it was not woven like clothes, but it was a complete piece like the Nether Knife, which was really incomprehensible.

Ye said lightly: "These three things are all relics of my father." ”

Dia subconsciously clenched the things in her hand, if it weren't for the change that happened today, probably in this life, Dia and Fang Yu wouldn't know that what the night gave them turned out to be their father's relics, right?

This gift was too heavy, but neither Fang Yu nor Dia had the idea of returning it to Ye, but both of them faintly swore in their hearts that this thing, they would look at it more important than life.

Xue'er held Feng'er in her hand, and was bored counting Feng'er's feathers one by one, but Feng'er didn't dare to move in the slightest.

Ye's indifferent and firm gaze was a little distracted, and he said lightly: "I only know that these things are sacred relics of the Shenyu Clan, where they came from, no one knows." For these three things, even the patriarchs of the past could not fully control them. Glancing at the ring on Dia's hand, Ye said lightly, "The Dark Ring can hide the breath of the wearer, and the Dark Belt can take the initiative to protect the Lord, as for ......" Night looked at the long knife on the table and said lightly: "As for this thing, I only know that it is extremely sharp, and I don't know anything else." ”

Although the words of the night did not help Fang Yu unlock the secret of the Nether Knife, a lot of information could be read from it.

Since it is a sacred relic of the Shenyu Clan, and now it has fallen into the hands of the night, then the identity of the night in the Shenyu clan must also be very important. But in that case, why did Night leave the Divine Feather Clan?

A black figure suddenly flashed in front of Fang Yu's eyes, what is the relationship between Ye and Mo Yu?

Although Fang Yu was very puzzled about these things, Fang Yu did not intend to explore the secrets of the night and uncover the scars, which would only make the wounds bloody again.

Fang Yu held the Netherworld Knife, a feeling of blood-connected came spontaneously, in fact, the Netherworld Knife absorbed so much of Fang Yu's essence blood, and it was indeed connected to Fang Yu's bloodline.

Fang Yu sent a burst of mana over, and a dark black color suddenly poured out from the sword's body, and the Dark Ring and the Dark Belt trembled slightly, and at the same time, black mist also gushed out from their bodies.

The room instantly darkened, filled with a cold aura.

Feng'er let out a low cry of some uneasiness, and the little fox also opened her eyes, her pale eyes revealed an indescribable feeling, and her small body glowed with a misty white light.

And Fang Yu, Dia, and Ye were all glazed in their eyes now, and they sat there motionless.

At the moment when the three things poured out of the black mist, the three of them were each pulled into a completely dark space. A pair of indifferent eyes, looking at them mercilessly.

Fang Yu had seen those eyes many times, and Ye was a member of the Shenyu Clan, so he was no stranger to it, only Dia, who saw it for the first time, was almost instantly robbed of consciousness by it.

There seems to be nothing in those eyes, but they seem to contain all things in the world, and such a transcendent existence is impossible to look up to.

When Dia withdrew from the dark space and came back to her senses, her whole body was completely soaked in cold sweat. Dia muttered, "That's ...... What?"

Ye glanced at Fang Yu, his eyes were a little strange, and then he said in a low voice: "That is the totem of the Divine Feather Clan, and the legend is that it is the eyes of the ancestors of the Divine Feather Clan." ”

The black figure appeared in front of Fang Yu's eyes, the shattered heaven and earth, only that figure remained forever. Could he be the ancestor of the Divine Feather Clan, but Fang Yu was extremely sure that the owner of those eyes must be that man.

At this time, Xue'er wondered, "What eyes?"

In the same room, Cher didn't see any eyes.

Fang Yu and the three of them glanced at each other, then looked at the three things on the table again, it seemed that only their respective owners could see those eyes. But just like that, the three things are extremely ordinary.

And I don't know when, Fang Yu had already let go of the Nether Sword, and the black mist had already dissipated.

Seeing that no one answered herself, Xue'er pursed her lips and continued to count Feng'er's feathers.

Looking at the things on the table, Dia said, "What now?"

Fang Yu frowned, but just like the night, he didn't speak.

Dia said: "These three things seem to have inductions, or ......" Dia hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Let Fang Yu try again?" ”

A holy relic that even the Divine Feather Patriarch can't grasp, maybe it can really be unveiled in the hands of the three of them?

That being said, Dia didn't want to see those terrible eyes at all, but Dia had never been so scared. It's just a pair of eyes, but it doesn't make people feel like they are resisting it.

Night nodded, although these three things were given to Night together. But all this time, Ye didn't find any connection between them, and now that they resonated with each other, maybe let Fang Yu try it again, maybe he would really find something, so Ye turned his gaze to Fang Yu.

Fang Yu smiled: "Since that's the case, then try again, let's do it together." ”

After getting the affirmative glances of Dia and Ye, Fang Yu slowly grasped the Nether Knife, and Dia and Yeya also covered their hands on their respective things.

With their eyes slightly closed, the three of them poured magic into it almost simultaneously.

Although Dia outputs fire-based mana, for some reason, fire-based mana is completely converted into dark mana.

In an instant, a thick black mist poured out again, and the three things resonated far more violently than last time.