Looking at the scarred token, which had been worn by the years, the knife was silent for a moment, sighed, and tucked it back into his clothes.

This token was given to Knife when the Snake left, saying that it was a relic of Knife's father's "old knife handle".

I don't know much about the old knife handle and the knife, but the only thing that is certain is that the old knife handle is not his own father, after all, no matter how he looks like his mother, he will not be very different from his father.

When the knife was still young, he grew up in the den of wild thieves, and his toys since he was a child were knives such as daggers and knives, and when he grew up, he followed the thieves out for the first time to "work", when the knife was still small, only ten years old, so he took on the work of bait, squatting behind the trap and crying hard.

At that time, the knife still remembered that his first prey was a man, a woman and a little girl, a family, this family in order to hurry up and risk the wild thief, heard the knife immature cry and looked all the way over, but fell into the trap carefully prepared by the knife, the little girl was small, did not keep up, lucky did not fall into the trap, just desperately cried at the mouth of the trap and called for her father.

It was that time that Xiaodao knew that there was such a person as a mother in this world.

Later, the knife went to ask the old knife handle about his father, and the old knife only said that the knife was picked up by him from the mouth of the wild dog in the wilderness, and he didn't know who his father and mother were.

"Who knows? Maybe it was eaten by wild dogs?"

It was not surprising that the old knife handle replied to the knife like this, because the old knife handle of those wild thieves who did not come back from patrol also said the same thing, but the knife always felt that the old knife handle was inexplicably weak when he said this.

It wasn't until later that the old knife handle died, and the knife officially took over the team of the old knife handle.

Knife has been in the wilderness for so many years, it's not that I haven't seen the leader of the bandit gang change the leader, it is often a bloody storm, and the whole wilderness has to make trouble for a long time, but when the knife took over the team of the old knife band, those guys actually cooperated unexpectedly, at first the knife thought that the old thieves who followed the old knife handle had some ghost thoughts, but after a long time of guarding, the knife really believed that these people were indeed really following him.

After all, no one's thieves would desperately save their leader, and no one's thieves would happily tell themselves how many new people they had under their hands.

Later, before the snake left, he gave the knife a package, which contained the ring lock armor and a token that the snake wore during the assessment.

"As far as I know about the old knife handle, that guy is not a nosy person and will not adopt an abandoned baby for no reason, but since he adopted you, you are his descendant, this is the relic of the old knife handle, and now it is handed over to you. ”

Knife now doesn't want to know who his parents are, and he doesn't want to know who the old knife handle is, so many years of wilderness life have made Knife a pragmatist person, although the ring lock armor is heavy, but it is not thick, the ring lock armor is spliced with countless fine tough iron chains, the shoulder pad part has been stuffed with animal skin by the knife, wearing it on the body is like wearing a weighted vest, and it is not obvious to put on a loose coat.

Just now the knife was encircling and suppressing the wild deer with his subordinates, who knew that the knife was a little bigger, and this token flew out, so that it was hanging on the antlers of the wild deer, and the knife didn't want to chase it all at once, and now in retrospect, God knows why this rotten token is still left until now.

The knife pursed his lips and made a gesture to throw the token out, but he kept the throwing posture for a long time, sighed, and stuffed the token back into his clothes.

God knows what he thinks?

The knife looked around, and it seemed that it was the way back...... Huh?

......

Mo Xiaoxiao and the thieves returned to the camp before noon, Bai Xiaosheng was still in charge, Guo Xiaodao was carrying firewood, and the thieves who had woken up after Lao Bao seemed to be particularly enthusiastic in helping Bai Xiaosheng prepare lunch.

"Master Bai, do you think this grass can cook soup?"

"Master Bai, do you think this deer antler velvet can be like medicine?"

"Master Bai, you come to make up for the ...... with a deer whip"

Bai Xiaosheng looked at the weeds, antlers and indescribable things piled up on both sides of him with black lines, and waved the soup spoon in disgust: "You all stay away from me! Don't hinder my work!"

Bai Xiaosheng knew that this group of wild thieves had reacted.

The shopkeeper's body was awakened by an accident in Songmen City, and he was extremely lacking in qi and blood, and the food that Bai Xiaosheng made along the way was all meals that had a great tonic effect on qi and blood.

When he was in Baijia Village, there was a special column for eating in the library of Baijia Village, and as a record of this generation, Bai Xiaosheng wrote down a lot of dietary recipes under the deliberate cultivation of the ancestors of Baijia Village.

It is easy for martial artists on the rivers and lakes to eat enough, but it is difficult to eat well, there is a saying that is good, what to eat is what to make up, and for martial artists to be able to eat some food that replenishes their own blood and blood power is the best, and meat is the easiest to start, which is why the martial artists on the rivers and lakes are so good at meat, and Tianwen Zen Buddhism Although the whole sect is a vegetarian party, but it can't stand the high quality of vegetarian food, have you ever seen the big white radish planted with ginseng?

Everyone is like this, this is the heritage of a century-old sect, and I can't envy it.

And most of the so-called pills on the rivers and lakes are only extracted from the ingredients that are the most nutritious and have the most tonic ability for martial artists.

Compared to the heat on the side of the wild pirates, the atmosphere on the other side is a little awkward.

Shan Lao sat next to Xiao Chaxing, his left eye circle was faintly blue, and Xiao Chaxing glanced at the shopkeeper from time to time with a ghostly look while taking care of Wang Zhen.

And the shopkeeper is busy moving firewood, after all, it has been held for so long, from the shopkeeper's sleep before the previous life full of rivers and lakes can be seen that the shopkeeper is not a safe master, since the body has recovered to the extent that it can move freely, for this light manual work of the shopkeeper is not refused, sometimes even take the initiative to help.

"Alas......" Looking at the shopkeeper jumping up and down, Shan Lao sighed in his heart that he was gone.

Just now, in the competition between Shan Lao and the shopkeeper, in order to ensure fairness, Shan Lao also locked his own blood power, and only used simple physical strength to compete with the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper also gladly accepted it.

After Shan Lao waited for the shopkeeper to pose well, he threw a punch, and the fist whistled out, and the power was amazing......

Then Shan Lao was cornered by the shopkeeper's fists, and was arched to the ground on the spot.

The scene was awkward for a while.

"This shopkeeper is inconspicuous, I didn't expect him to be a master, or a first-class master. Shan Lao rubbed his sore shoulders and swollen blue circles and sighed: "It's really a little peep at the world." ”