(PS: I heard some book friends complain yesterday that the quality of the last few chapters has declined.) Actually, as the author, I must know this kind of thing. I'm not a rich second generation like most people, so I have to run around to make a living, and in order to make a living, I have to worry about a lot of things that you don't like but have to do. This has definitely affected the quality of my writing.

However, I also know that none of this is an excuse. I am very grateful to every book friend who has supported me, to be honest, as a newcomer, I am very content to receive the support of so many people, and I cherish every friend who likes what I write. So I often go back to the post bar and chase the book to see the opinions of these friends, and try to change these shortcomings.

I don't want to say too much pretentiousness, and I don't want to make excuses. Whatever the reason, it's my own problem. Since I have chosen to write this book, I am responsible for it, and I am responsible for every reader who reads my book. So I'm going to adjust myself and improve the quality of the book. ）

(PS: There should only be two shifts today, and there may even be one shift.) I have an important client that I need to deal with, and I don't know how long it will take, but as long as I have enough time, I will definitely find a way to write the next chapter. If it's too late, I'll make up for it in tomorrow's update. Finally, I hope you understand. ）

Bang!

A thunderclap suddenly exploded in the sky thousands of miles away.

Click!

A drop of water suddenly hit the bluestone pavement of Lanling Town.

It's like some kind of signal.

The rain that was hidden in the dark clouds poured down like a tsunami.

Su Changan's face was wet.

Or his face, the moment he saw the bloody hole in Xifeng's body, he was already soaked in tears.

He looked at the somewhat sloppy man in front of him, looked at his somewhat swaying body, and reached out to help him.

The man suddenly stretched out a hand, which passed through the dense rain curtain and slapped away his outstretched hand.

"Run!" the man roared.

Then he turned around resolutely.

His sword, his body. At that moment, a blinding purple light burst out.

At this time, Su Changan finally saw the daggers on his back that were full of hedgehogs, and his heart trembled suddenly, he knew that these daggers should have been inserted into his body.

He wanted to say something, but was drowned out by the rain and thunder.

He just felt that this back was so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

He muttered almost subconsciously.

"Master"

The sound was soft, almost inaudible in a thunderstorm.

Chu Xifeng's body paused with a feeling, his head was sideways, but in the end, he didn't turn his head to look at Su Changan again.

But his eyes became more determined because of this, and he walked towards the phantom night and the bone man.

Step by step, his speed became faster and faster, so fast that it was stunned, so fast that it was like lightning.

His sword was also raised by him, and the blade of the blade refracted a ferocious light in the thunder light. The rain was beating on it, dripping, like some kind of music. The music is both heroic and tragic. It looks like a hymn to a hero, but it is like an elegy for a hero.

Su Changan was stunned, he looked at the man's back and looked at the blood he spilled along the way. The blood pooled down the rain and eventually turned into a stream, flowing through it, and he could feel the heat of the blood even through his boots.

He forgot to run away, how could he escape?

Phantom Night was also stunned, she knew very well the power of her dagger, except for the star death, she had never seen anyone who could stand up after receiving more than ten of her daggers.

But the man in front of him did it, and not only did he stand up, he also carried his knife and rushed towards her at an incredibly fast speed.

Her brow furrowed, and a wave of anger swept over her heart. If she hadn't just been reincarnated, how could she be so weak.

She hated the sight in front of her, the person in front of her, and the flaming eyes.

She let out a cold snort, and a dark and gloomy spiritual power rippled out of her body. Rushing along those silk threads towards the dagger inserted behind Chu Xifeng. Those spiritual powers were her original power as a descendant of the Dark God, and could devour the spiritual power, flesh, and even soul of any living being.

Chu Xifeng's body slowed down, and the look on his face became hideous, as if he was enduring some great pain. The pain made his face pale, and he could feel the spiritual power in his body disappearing at an unbelievably fast rate. Of course, he knew that the woman was responsible for all of this, and he knew that the best way to solve these problems was to kill the woman with a single stab. So he tried to speed himself up, but his feet suddenly became heavy and his head became foggy. His speed slowed down as a result, and at last he came to a stop less than a kilometer away from the woman.

His eyes were full of astonishment, but they were full of unwillingness. So he tried to stab the knife in his hand at the woman. But he was so slow that even a three-year-old could easily dodge.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, a dagger struck suddenly, and his knife flew out in response.

He turned around in a daze, watching his knife tumble on the rain-soaked bluestone pavement, before finally clattering and falling into the distance.

His heart fell as a result, as if something very important had left him at that moment.

His expression became dazed, and he seemed to go back to that year.

He saw.

On a day that was also raining.

A child of five or six years old wields a knife in the rain.

The knife was huge, a few times bigger than his body. So he danced hard, but resolutely, and the rain slapped on his childish face, soaking his little robe. But the child still didn't realize it, and still wielded the knife as hard as he could.

At this time, in the rain curtain, an old man in an ink-colored brocade robe came slowly with a knife.

The child's eyes lit up, he put down the knife in his hand, trotted to the old man, and his lovely face showed a smile like an invitation, he opened his mouth, and said crisply: "Grandpa! I learned today."

Syllable!

His words were interrupted by a hard slap. The slap was so hard that a little blood oozed from his young face. He looked at the old man puzzled, but the old man lowered his head, but he couldn't see his face clearly, nor could he see the look on his face clearly.

But the old man's voice sounded in his ears.

It was a chilling passage, and the cold made him remember it vividly, and it also made him dare not forget it in the next thirty years.

That's what the voice said.

"The Chu family, if you lose your life, you can't lose your knife!"

A thunderclap exploded.

Chu Xifeng returned to Lanling Town, and he looked at the knife lying quietly in the rain curtain.

It was a very famous knife, three feet long, and the blade was snow-white. Dripping water, stained with blood and clear. It was the same knife that his ancestors had used, and it had been stained with the blood of countless people, but what really made him famous was because his ancestors had used it to kill a person. That person's surname is Xiahou, and he is now the brother of the Holy Emperor of Great Wei.

Its name is ordinary. But it is enough to make the world frightened.

It's called Xiahou Blood!

It was passed on by Chu Xiaohan, the former lord of Jiangdong, to Chu Duanyue, and was passed on to Chu Xifeng by Chu Duanyue.

And now, he was lost by Chu Xifeng. Thrown in this September rainstorm, thrown on the wet bluestone slab of Lanling Town.

"The Chu family, if you lose your life, you can't lose your knife!"

Chu Xifeng muttered.

"If you lose your knife, you lose your life"

His body slowly knelt down, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.

Finally, there was a loud bang.

Chu Xifeng fell to the ground.

He fell so suddenly, so suddenly that Su Changan couldn't believe it.

The man who was like a god, the man who always protected him behind him, actually fell in this little-known Blue Spirit Town.

Su Changan felt that this was not right, how could a swordsman like Chu Xifeng fall so easily.

But he did fall again, and Su Changan's heart suddenly swelled up with an indescribable emotion. It was like something was stuck in his chest, like something was pounding on his brain. He was so uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to do. He just stared at the man lying on the ground in a daze, tears mixed with the rain, surging down.

Phantom Night looked at the man in front of him condescendingly, like a king looking down on a courtier. The rain wet her beautiful black hair, and her cold face did not become relaxed at all because of Chu Xifeng's fall. The man reminded her of some of the things she didn't want to think about.

As soon as her heart moved, the daggers inserted in Chu Xifeng's back were pulled out raw, and red lotus flowers bloomed in this rainy night. Then another dagger was stretched out, like a poisonous snake against Chu Xifeng's throat, she knew that as long as this time, the man in front of her would be like the one he was a hundred years ago, sleeping forever.

But she hesitated for a moment.

The rain is still falling.

The woman's face was as cloudy as a cloud overhead in the dark sky.

After a long time, she finally withdrew her dagger, and then a silk thread shot out violently, only to pounce on Su Changan, who was sitting on the side. The silk thread was like a spirit, and it quickly wound Su Changan's body.

"Kill him. She said to the monster that the ancient Taoist had turned into. Then she jumped lightly, and took Su Changan and jumped towards the void.

And at this moment, a black secret door suddenly opened in the void, and the woman and Su Changan quickly disappeared in the secret door.

"Sure enough, I still can't forget him. A playful smile appeared on the face of the monster that the bone man had turned into, "Women are really troublesome. ”

Then he glanced at Chu Xifeng who was lying on the ground, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked a cruel smile.

"In the end, all the dirty work fell on me. He stuck out his tongue with the foul mucus and licked his lips.

His tail suddenly rose high, the flesh and blood inside squirmed, and his tail began to extend continuously, and the sharp thorn with a green glow at the tip also moved closer to Chu Xifeng.

"It's a good skin, and it's good to put it away and be my puppet. Unfortunately, I don't have time. He sighed regretfully. Then his scarlet eyes suddenly narrowed into a slit, and a strong killing intent crept up. His tail thrust forward quickly, and he was about to insert Chu Xifeng's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Clang!

At this moment, a crisp knife sound suddenly sounded.

The Bone Dao was stunned, and it was not good to say secretly, but it was too late, a purple light suddenly flashed, and his tail suddenly cracked at three feet. An incomparably smooth incision appeared on his tail.

He was stunned in his heart, and his figure stepped back, looking in the direction where the purple light came from.

At this moment, a knife with purple lightning and thunder light swimming around its body stood quietly in mid-air.

His face suddenly became gloomy.

"Blade Spirit?" he muttered to himself.

As if in response to his words, the knife burst out again with a clear knife sound.

An electric python hidden in the thunderclouds appeared in the sky, and it shuttled back and forth in the clouds, letting out a heart-stopping roar.

In the end, in the frightened eyes of the bone path man, it slammed towards this direction.

The speed of that electric python was extremely fast, so fast that the cultivation of the bone path people had almost no time to react, he just watched as the electric python shot down and crashed into Chu Xifeng's body.

Chu Xifeng's body stood up abruptly at the moment when the electric python poured into his body, but his eyes were still closed, like a sleeping child, peaceful and quiet.

The knife named Xiahou Blood felt something, and it turned into a streamer like a child who had found its mother, and rushed into Chu Xifeng's hand. The man stood there quietly, let the rain wash away, but he didn't move, like a monk who had sat still.

This series of strange changes made the Bone Dao people so frightened that they could barely speak.

Bang!

There was another thunderous explosion.

Chu Xifeng's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he looked directly at the bone Dao man in front of him, silent.

The body of the Bone Dao Man subconsciously retreated, this skin bag was just one of his many puppets, even if he was really killed, it would only hurt his mind, it stood to reason that he should not be so panicked.

But the spiritual power fluctuations coming from Chu Xifeng's body made him feel scared from the bottom of his heart, his scalp began to tingle, and a chill came from the bottom up, and he opened his mouth to say something. But a voice sounded in his ears that seemed to come from under the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring.

Chu Xifeng's lips opened slightly. He said.

"Jiangdong Chu family guest, the knife will not be returned!"