A knife, it is said that it can cut off Qingfeng's knife

This knife can cut off all the powerful tools in the world, cut off the night, and cut off the lovesickness of lovesickness

Saying it is sharp and cutting off the sharp weapon can make people convinced

If it could cut off the breeze? It could cut off the night? It was almost unbelievable, what kind of knife would it be!

It is such a knife. Legend has it that it was owned by an unknown warrior more than 20 years ago. After he left, the knife disappeared.

This knife is called the Qingfeng Mingyue Knife!

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Such a knife seems to be impossible to reappear in the world again

But in recent times, people have talked about such a knife from time to time in Woniu City, the Qingfeng and Mingyue Knife.

Just in the sixty-two alleys in Woniu City, on the west side, from the sixth alley in the south, a man in a casually dressed and loose belt was drinking casually.

But he pricked up his ears, and two drinkers at the entrance of the hotel were drinking and chatting while drinking.

"If I get this knife, haha, sell it immediately and enjoy the wealth of my family."

"With such a good knife, how can you and I have the treasure sword? I'm afraid my life will be gone."

"That's right, such a good knife, which Green Forest hero doesn't want to get it. I just talk casually, hehe."

Two drinkers staggered out of the hotel

It was just when the closing time, there was only one person left in the shop. The man stood up and stretched, and chanted: White horse, golden saddle, followed by Wu Emperor, and the flags of 100,000, the young woman from Yanglou sang the zither and sat on the zither. She saw the flying dust coming into Jianzhang from afar

This is the first song of Wang Changling's "Britain Song". The owner of the shop, Zhao, smiled and said, "Wang Changling is a good poem! Brother Huan's chanting is even more meaningful."

The man was named Wang Zhihuan, scratching his forehead and murmured as he walked: "Brother Miao Zan, Zhihuan only has the ability to recite poems and live a life of scattered life, haha."

Boss Zhao said, "I think my brother will definitely have an adventure in the near future." Wang Zhihuan has already walked away, not knowing if he heard him speak.

Wang Zhihuan travels through the alleys of Jiangzhou City, a bright moon shines on his lonely figure in the sky. The spring breeze blows Wang Zhihuan's broad clothes and also blows a crisp fallen leaves.

Green rolled along the bluestone slabs in the streets and alleys, slipped into a family, Wang Zhihuan raised his foot and pushed open the yard door, and chanted casually: "The road is full of the willow flowers, and the red makeup is spreading to the brothel with more than a thousand golden seals and purple ribbons. The husband returns to the first time to pay homage to the marquis."

This is the second song of "Britain Song" which tells the scene of a young woman watching her husband go on the war and returning triumphantly

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Wang Zhihuan opened the door, and there was only the moonlight in the garden in the small courtyard, quietly shining on the well-falling platform and stone bench

But his eyes suddenly fell on the stone bench!

There is a bag on the stone bench. Who puts the bag here? He opened it and checked. There was a scimitar in the bag. A night pearl that shone leisurely in the dark night, as big as two fists! There is also a copy of the booklet

Put a piece of paper under the bag, which reads: Qingfeng and bright moon knife, dragon ball, inner scene scripture, dragon scale armor and other treasures, gifted to those who are destined to be

Everything in the bag is a heart-wrenching treasure, and everything is a priceless treasure

He picked up the machete. It was a sheath made of python skin and was held in his hand as delicate as a lover's skin.

He slowly pulled out the scimitar, a pool of smooth light like autumn water, illuminated his eyes in an instant!

Five words were engraved on the back of the knife: Qingfeng and bright moon knife!

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"Yes, this is the Qingfeng and Moon Knife." Suddenly someone spoke, on this quiet night, a calm courtyard

Wang Zhihuan turned around, and the scimitar illuminated the darkness in the corner of the yard. A man in blue came into his eyes. The man in blue was masked. He was not tall and thin, but had bright eyes.

Wang Zhihuan touched his finger on the scimitar and smiled: "Qingfeng Mingyue Sword, there is indeed this treasure knife in the world!"

The man in blue said, "Not surprising at all, such a treasure knife only meets those who are destined to be." Her voice was very delicate, and her delicate voice made people think about it.

Wang Zhihuan happened to be a person with strong imagination. He even got the knife into the sheath and said, "Do you dare to ask the girl the name of Fang?"

The man in blue said in a deep voice: "I am old, you misunderstood." Wang Zhihuan was stunned and replied: "Oh? Then, why did you give me a knife? Zhihuan has no talent and virtue, how dare you receive this great gift?"

The man in blue giggled and said, "Wang Zhihuan, whose courtesy name is Jiling, was born in Jinyang, and was unruly and liked to fencing and tragic songs. His poems were mostly sung by music and music and songs, often singing with Gao Shi, Wang Changling and others. He is famous for his good at describing the scenery of the frontiers and is famous for his time."

Wang Zhihuan widened his eyes and smiled awkwardly: "I didn't expect that my senior has already found out my details, haha."
Chapter completed!