After a long time, Du Chengfeng woke up.

How long did he sleep, Du Chengfeng is not easy to judge, maybe a day, maybe two days, at least the corpses around him are gone, who should have cleaned them up.

Du Chengfeng was also surprised to be able to kill so much, you must know that not long ago he was still a peaceful person, a person who had never even seen much blood, but in just one night, he had become a murderer, killing more than 200 people with knives and knives.

Moreover, all this is not something from an illusory memory, but something he made with his own hands.

Perhaps because of the long time that has passed, or because he has had enough rest, Du Chengfeng finally distinguishes what is illusory and what is reality.

However, the memory of the time when he became a big knife is actually not illusory, although it is not something he has personally experienced, but it is something that the big knife has experienced. Just as he put the broadsword on the whetstone, the memories carried on the broadsword poured into his mind along with the so-called evil qi.

On the one hand, there is a short life as a human being, and on the other hand, there is a heavy accumulation of more than 100 years, when a person has spent such a long time in another capacity, can he really remember who he is?

Perhaps that's why it's said that a sword warrior can drive people crazy, and if you don't have a strong will to determine who you really are, you'll be instantly overwhelmed by this huge and thick memory, and completely forget your own existence.

But even if he can rely on his own firm will to survive this catastrophe like Du Chengfeng, he may not really be completely safe.

The so-called firmness of will is like a reef in a storm, let the wind and rain blow, I will not move—but this so-called evil spirit is not just a simple storm. As more and more people are killed, the storm will gradually turn into a raging storm or even a monstrous wave.

Once swallowed up by this terrifying sense of existence, I am afraid that I will be lost in the sword killing, and I will never be able to get rid of it again.

After all, the feeling of being free to control human life is so wonderful.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng tasted why there was the word "power of life and death". The denial and deprivation of life is undoubtedly the most profound and direct power to the essence. It is true that this power may not be able to solve all problems, but it can fundamentally solve all the people who create them.

And the blade in the palm of your hand is the embodiment of this power.

The moment you hold the hilt, you hold the power and power.

The moment the blade is swung, nothing in the world cannot be killed.

"You're here again."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but look down at the big knife in his hand.

It was clear that while he was thinking wildly, the broadsword was affecting his will again.

But this kind of thing can't be blamed on the knife in his hand, after all, the knife is a piece of steel, a dead thing, but the heavy memory carried on it makes this knife a fierce blade that can affect people's hearts - and as the one who is affected, Du Chengfeng only feels that he is still not strong enough, so he will be attracted by the knife, and even taken away by the knife.

"I know you'd love to chop things, but there are always people who can't be killed."

Saying this, Du Chengfeng, who was lying on the ground, turned his head and looked in the direction where the footsteps came from in the distance.

"For example, he can't be killed."

What appeared in Du Chengfeng's sight was the kind-hearted carpenter Li, just looking at the other party carrying a bucket and wound medicine, Du Chengfeng also knew how he was taken care of during the time he fainted.

However, to Du Chengfeng's surprise, although Carpenter Li came over, he did not come closer, but took out a few pieces of bamboo pipes from behind and connected them, and then sent them far away in his direction, all the way to his mouth.

"Uh, man, what are you doing here?"

Seeing that there was clear water flowing out of the bamboo pipe, Du Chengfeng couldn't hold back a little.

Although he also admired Carpenter Li's whimsy, isn't it a bit too fuss to connect the pipe for such a long time just to send some drinking water?

"Are you awake?"

Hearing Du Chengfeng's voice, Carpenter Li raised his head in surprise, but when he was about to step forward, he seemed to remember something and immediately stopped.

This made Du Chengfeng confused for a while.

"What's the matter, man, why don't you just come over directly, why are you making such trouble?"

"I ...... It's better to go first. ”

After hesitating for a moment, Carpenter Li still didn't dare to step forward after all.

"Just need to be here, you open your mouth, and I'll pass you the tube."

"That sounds so awkward."

With a sigh, Du Chengfeng looked down at his bloodstained appearance, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

"No, man, we've known each other for so long, you helped me build a house before, you don't know who I am, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid of you."

Gritting his teeth, Carpenter Li finally mustered up the courage and raised his hand to point at the big knife in Du Chengfeng's hand.

"It's it, it's the knife, it's protecting you."

“…… Ay? ”

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but be stunned.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng discovered that at some point, seven or eight spears had been cut in half, and wreckage such as arrows and darts were scattered all over the ground.

Obviously, these blades were aimed at killing him. The wreckage of this place is enough to see how painstaking the man who wanted to kill him was.

However, his body was not injured in the slightest.

"When I was cleaning up the corpses before, the knife didn't let people approach at all, and they could only use iron hooks to hook out the corpses of the Hu people who fell next to you...... As for you, everyone can only let you continue to lie here, this is really no way, with that knife here, no one dares to come over. ”

"Dude, are you serious?"

Hearing Carpenter Li say so strangely, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but look down at the big knife in his hand again.

There are still dried blood stains on the heavy blade, every trace of lines and even every small collapse is in Du Chengfeng's perception, after carrying the memory of this big knife, he has long been familiar with every inch of this big knife, every part, and it can even be said that it is inseparable from this big knife.

So he knew better that a knife was a knife, a tool made of steel, and how could it be as outrageous as Carpenter Li said.

And when Du Chengfeng's gaze came, the heavy big knife seemed to tremble in his palm.

“…… Hungry? ”

Du Chengfeng was stunned.

Not only was the knife hungry, but he was also hungry.