Chapter 63: The Second Knife of the Knife

"Tsk, the fifth brother's purple yang energy is really magical, both offensive and defensive, and it has a miraculous effect of healing, this is a hero's miracle move to save beauty." When you look back, you must ask for advice" Seeing the purple vapor steaming all over the Baili Qingyun, Yu Chiying couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Holding his chin in his hands, he looks and knows what he's thinking without looking.

"Huh, Sister Xiaoxiao, when did you come here?" Ouyang Yue looked behind Yu Chiying with a pair of pretty eyes, and shouted crisply.

"Huh?" Wei Chiying was like a cat whose tail had been trampled, she turned around and jumped to the side, subconsciously covered her mouth, and looked around nervously.

"Oh my God, oh my God, no...... No, I'm laughing to death. I was also the famous Nine Heroes Captain Chi Ying, but it turned out that it was just a mouthful. ”

"Who knows, a big man is afraid of his wife like this. What's more, people aren't your wives yet, ahaha......" Ouyang Yue covered her stomach and bent over with a smile, muttering with a weird yin and yang in her mouth.

Seeing that he was being tricked, Yu Chiying instantly regained her composure, and her face became serious.

"What happened just now? It seems that there is a murderous aura coming, is it an illusion? Old Thirteen, haven't you noticed?" Wei Chiying tidied up his clothes and secretly winked at Feng Buping on the side.

"And you, it's just nonsense, what if you disturb the eldest fifth brother's work, it's a big matter related to the safety of the knife!"

"Look at me and don't clean you up when I turn around, I think the old man will be very interested in your cultivation these days" Thinking that he was teased by a little girl, he couldn't help but lose face.

As soon as he heard that this guy was going to sue his stepfather for his black state, Ouyang Yue suddenly stopped, and looked at Baili Qingyun with a blank look, as if he had been wronged.

"Okay, okay, let's listen to what the knife says" Baili Qingyun interrupted the two who were fighting, and his deep eyes were staring at the knife, as if he wanted to see what was going on.

Hearing the words of the five heroes, several people quieted down in unison.

Seeing everyone gathered around, staring eagerly at himself, the knife, which had always been a little talkative, was a little uncomfortable, and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Ahem, I'm sorry to make the master and everyone worried!" Xiaodao sorted out his thoughts and slowly said his experience of these days.

After a while, Baili Qingyun and several people looked at each other, but only Wei Chi Hero on the side was a little gloating, smirking proudly.

"You mean to say that you made this mess just because you accidentally broke into a ruined place?"

"Are you sure you weren't hurt by someone? You don't think you have no face, and you deliberately hide something from us, right?" Wei Chi Hero asked in disbelief, like a cannon.

Even Baili Qingyun and the others had an inquiring expression.

No wonder everyone is like this.

Judging from the previous experience of the sword shrine, the land of ruins does exist, but many of them are the sleeping places of some famous weapons, and all kinds of tests are just the choice of famous weapons.

Some test the mind, some test the will, and some are the fit of the attributes of the exercises or the control of cultivation, but I have never heard of such a bloody test.

Judging from the description of the knife and the injuries all over his body, if it weren't for the true inheritance of this family, and it has indeed experienced the experience of life and death, it is estimated that this little life would really be gone.

"I don't dare, but although this trip to the sword mound is a little difficult, it has also benefited a lot," he said, only to see him groping in the simple animal skin for a while, spreading out his palm, and a rusty pocket-sized knife appeared in front of everyone.

"I got this knife in the Land of Ruins, I think, it is its call that made me step into the Land of Ruins, and it is precisely because of its guidance that I can come out of the land alive," he said, looking at the pocket knife in his hand with a look of fascination.

Looking at that look, it is like facing a lover who has not been seen for a long time, sometimes gentle and sometimes full of essence in his eyes.

Baili Qingyun gently took the knife in his hand, looked at it carefully, and handed it to Yu Chiying and others, causing several people to look sideways, and they couldn't see what was going on.

As a sword master, Baili Qingyun can be said to have a very good understanding of swords.

This inconspicuous-looking knife did not have the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power.

However, it is precisely because of this that its peculiarity is even more revealed.

According to the knife, the two can actually sense each other, which is definitely not something that ordinary weapons can do.

There is only one reason why we can't see the clues, and that is that this thing may even be psychic, know how to hide its edge, and hide it in the ordinary.

If you are not born, it is enough, and once you show your edge, it will inevitably stir up the storm.

"Little knife, do you know the origin of this thing, but is it famous?" asked Baili Qingyun softly.

The knife shook his head, gently stroked the blade, and said leisurely, "I don't know, I named it - Ruoshui." Soft, there are a thousand kinds of style, and strong, can break all things".

"Good, good name! A knife is like water, and a person is like a knife!"

"Your "broken knife" killing aura is too heavy, and it is easy to break if it is rigid; now you have this "Ruoshui"...... It seems that there is a providence in the dark, I hope you and this knife will never be disappointed" Baili Qingyun felt relieved and said with emotion.