But then he smiled and threw the heart-breaking knife to Zhuo Junyan.
Zhuo Junyan held the knife in his hand, and his fingertips brushed the blade.
There was a slight sound, and the sky was filled with thunder and clouds.
The thunder passed, the wind stopped, and the vision disappeared.
But on the heart-breaking knife, a little silver light shone slightly.
Zhuo Junyan exclaimed: "What a great knife! It's just a pity that it's too lethal."
Yu Weiyang smiled.
Zhuo Junyan actually sometimes said that others were murderous?
Rong Feixue smiled and said: "The knife cuts the heart and is too murderous. It needs the gift of lovesickness to neutralize its power."
Zhuo Junyan looked at him, held a knife in his arm, and threw the heart-breaking knife to Rong Feixue: "No wonder you were injured so badly. You were injured by this heart-breaking knife."
The system channel is open.
Heartbreaker Knife: A special treasure with a conductivity of 35%. It can absorb people's murderous intent to increase its power. Each time it kills a person, it will form an additional blessing, but it will cause a huge burden on itself. It will only be cleared when the user is changed.
The more the killing, the heavier the burden.
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The exchange requires a deterrent value of two thousand.
The conduction is 35%, and it can kill people to increase the power, but it only costs 2,000 in exchange for deterrence.
The core lies in its huge side effects.
At the peak of Tangtang's transformation, he was seriously injured, which shows that the side effects of this knife are not small.
Of course, there is another possibility.
Too many kills!
Zhuo Junyan said: "How many people have you killed with this knife?"
"Thirty-two."
"Not too much."
"Everyone is stronger than me."
"So, the stronger the strength, the better the effect?"
Rong Feixue smiled: "Without this knife, I am nothing."
"You may not arrive, but at least you can find me."
"There must be some means."
"Is it a magic spell?"
Rong Feixue was stunned and shook his head: "No. The art of pulling the machine."
"I know the art of pulling the machine, but the art of pulling the machine can't find me."
"I can!" Rong Feixue was determined.
Zhuo Junyan understood.
Anyone who enters the state of enlightenment must innovate and find new ways.
They have their own methods.
And these are not included in martial arts, they belong to personal talents.
Rong Feixue is such a person.
Zhuo Junyan smiled: "Aren't you a stranger?"
"no."
"Then you can still be saved."
Rong Feixue nodded: "I heard that you can give people magical powers? If you get immortality, you can resist it!"
If the time is too long, the healing spell will be useless, and only the immortal body can resist.
"Yes. Are you interested in following me?" Zhuo Junyan asked.
Rong Feixue smiled: "Not interested."
"pity."
Although it was his first contact, Zhuo Junyan could tell.
Rong Feixue is very proud!
He is so proud that he can die and is unwilling to bow to anyone!
Zhuo Junyan looked around and said, "Forget it if you don't want to. You can leave."
"Is this going to expel the guest?"
"You are causing trouble for me. Now many people know that I did it."
"You care about this?"
"I don't care, but my troubles are usually brought on by myself, not by others."
"You can consider yourself looking for it."
Zhuo Junyan thought for a while and said with a smile: "That makes sense! Everyone should bear half of the responsibility."
Rong Feixue laughed: "Do you want compensation?"
"OK."
“Feihualou has good wine!”
"What wine?"
"The daughter is red, drunk and heartbroken, and lovesick in tears."
"They are not as good as mine." Zhuo Junyan raised his hand, took a bottle of Zuimeng Hongchen and handed it to Rong Feixue.
Rong Feixue had never seen this wine bottle before, and she was moved when she saw it: "There is such a wine vessel?"
"A good drinker is more interested in the wine than in the tools."
Rong Feixue: "I'm not a drinker."
Zhuo Junyan: "Me neither."
The two looked at each other and suddenly laughed together.
Rong Feixue said: "Everyone has half of the responsibility, but in the end, you are still responsible for the wine? Then I have no choice but to find a place. How about Feihua Tower?"
"good!"
The two of them didn't say anything more and just walked towards Feihua Building.
Yu Weiyang watched them leave, but did not follow them. She just slowly changed a stack of files, read them carefully, and said: "Collect the corpses, clean them up, and no one from outside is allowed to come in."
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Flying flowers upstairs, cigarettes and birds.
Zhuo Junyan and Rong Feixue were sitting in front of a bed of eucalyptus.
Drinking drunkenly and dreaming of the world of mortals, eating four-cheeked perch, watching the clouds rising outside the building, and singing and dancing among the flowers.
The dancer is a woman in red, holding a sword in her hand and dancing with the wind. She has a graceful figure, elegant posture and good looks.
The sword in his hand shimmered with cold light, and from time to time it would bring out a dazzling light.
"Gongsun Jian Niang, a famous sword girl in Zhongzhou, is also my second floor owner." Rong Feixue introduced with a smile.
"Without internal strength, sword skills are in vain?" Zhuo Junyan saw at a glance that Gongsun Sword Lady had no internal strength.
The key is that a person like this is actually the second-in-command of Feihua Tower?
Rong Feixue replied calmly: "Dancing with a sword is dangerous. You can only dance with a sword if you don't practice martial arts!"
"It's better to say that there are too many cowards in the world. They want to watch the sword dance, but they only look at its shape and not its meaning." Zhuo Junyan said with a smile.
Gongsun Jianniang thrust out her sword, and the sword wind hit her face.
Zhuo Junyan smiled, the tip of the sword stopped at the tip of his nose.
Gongsun Jianniang sheathed her sword: "Zhuo Yuanzhang is so determined."
"Where does the determination come from? It's just the self-confidence that even if you stab me with your sword, it won't hurt me. All determination comes from self-confidence, and all self-confidence comes from strength. Those who don't have strength and are not afraid of danger will not be able to hurt me."
He’s a real man.”
Gongsun Jianniang said with a smile: "So, is Leader Zhuo saying that he is not a real man?"
At this time, she simply stopped dancing with her sword and came over to pour wine for Zhuo Junyan.
Drunk dream of red dust wine.
Zhuo Junyan said: "It's hard to say. I used to be really not afraid of death, but now that I have concerns, I am really afraid of death. It's not like Lord Rong, who is in a high position and still holds the sword."
Rong Feixue looked at his knife, as if he were a lover: "You can't let it go. If you let it go, the building will be gone."
"There are no people, and there are no buildings!" Zhuo Junyan said.
Rong Feixue smiled: "Many people say this, but if you let it go now, it won't happen now! Nothing in the world lasts forever, just seize the day."
Zhuo Junyan nodded and praised: "That's true. Drink."
"Thank you!" Rong Feixue raised his glass.
This thank you comes from the bottom of my heart.
This drunken dream of Hongchen wine actually greatly reduced the pain and injuries he suffered.
Treasure wine!
Zhuo Junyan just took it out and gave it to him to drink.
Rong Feixue just accepted it and wouldn't even thank him.
In this world, there are too many people who show their kindness to him and are willing to give him treasures.
If he feels ashamed and bows his head, then he is no longer Rong Feixue.
So on this day, the two of them drank and chatted happily, not talking about the world, but only talking about romance.
The conversation got to the point where they even sang loudly. Although Zhuo Junyan had been in the country for a long time, he rarely followed the customs. He no longer sang the fairy tunes, but sang folk tunes here.
Although we met for the first time, we seemed to be close friends!
After a cocktail party, Zhuo Junyan left casually.
Gongsun Jianniang watched his back and said leisurely: "He is the only one who can save you."
"I know." Rong Feixue looked at the little wine left in the glass: "He has already helped me."
Gongsun Jianniang looked at Rong Feixue sadly: "You mean, he won't help anymore?"
"I've never known him before, why should I help him?"
"Is it because you don't want to follow him?" Gongsun Jianniang was angry.
Rong Feixue smiled: "He has his principles. Giving me wine is already a great favor. If I don't surrender, he will also give me magic. How will I be treated in the future? He is not stingy, but his principles should not be taken lightly.
Change. Since I don’t want to give it to him, I can’t give it to him! Not to mention him, even if it were me, it would be the same...Besides...it’s useless if he wants to give it..."
This last sentence was spoken in an extremely low voice. He flicked a guzheng next to him with his fingers, and a clear sound came out.
The sound of music was melodious, and Rong Feixue said: "But today, because he gave me wine, I finally solved a big problem. Just as the storm is coming, he will also come, and what I wanted to do long ago can finally be done."
Hearing this, Gongsun Jianniang and Shi Xiang shouted: "No!"
Rong Feixue touched the red gauze with her hand and spoke softly: "After I die, you can follow him."