Chapter 406: Magic Knife Asks the Sky

It's always uncomfortable and uncomfortable to stay underground, or in people's subconscious, they still hope to live in the sun. Normal people don't like to live in the dark, and Liu Ping'an is not used to staying underground for a long time.

Hua Xiaolou looks different. She is very adaptable and used to it. She suddenly asked softly, "Do you want to know what kind of knife that magic knife is? Do you want to know the words engraved on the magic knife, and do you want to hear the story of the magic knife?

His eyes looked particularly bright and shiny, and he said word by word, "If you want to find someone to talk to, I may be a good partner, but don't pour too much. I also have a problem of endurance."

"Okay, then I'll start talking now! You have to listen carefully!" Her tone, tone, expression and posture have unconsciously restored her inner self.

"Yeah, I will listen attentively and devoutly." He replied word by word with a solemn expression.

Hua Xiaolou smiled with satisfaction and whispered, "The name of this magic knife is Wentian. It is said that as soon as the magic knife was cast, there was a knife spirit, and then it attracted heavenly punishment. The magic knife was fine, and all the three masters who made this knife died on the spot, and the knife spirit claimed to ask heaven.

Since the birth of the magic knife, there has been no real owner. Many years later, he chose a woman from my mother's family, and she was still a blind man. Later, this magic knife became the most precious treasure of my mother's family from generation to generation. This magic knife must be a woman who chooses its owner, and she is born blind.

A woman in black suddenly appeared in front of Liu Ping'an and Hua Xiaolou.

Liu Ping'an's face changed slightly and immediately recovered as before. He asked, "Are you the magic knife asking the sky?"

The magic knife nodded indifferently, and his eyes had been looking at Hua Xiaolou lovingly and said, "Xiaolou, let me do it!" She then said, "Since I was cast, I have not allowed this world and brought disaster to my masters. Although I am strong, I can only protect my master. How can I protect my relatives and friends of the master's family? The small building will be my last master. I want to rewrite the music of fate with her."

He was slightly stunned and asked carefully, "Is it possible that the world will change greatly in this life? Is it possible that God will change a master?"

"Yes, it's this life, either the death of heaven or the death of our master and servant." The magic knife replied coldly.

"It's better to die than to live. There is a chance to live. The longer you live, the stronger you are, the more opportunities you have. You should also understand this truth." He patiently persuaded.

"There is no chance. This catastrophe will be the biggest catastrophe in history. Those who do not accept, do not listen, and are meek will be eliminated." The magic knife asked the sky with cold eyes.

"Maybe that everything is not absolute, and it is actually a good thing to live. What if you survive and can't resist this day?" He slowly told.

"There is no chance, and there is no assumption that this life is destined to be like this. You, the disaster star, are still lucky. God is the first to destroy you." The magic knife asked the sky harshly.

The more he listened, the more shocked he became. From time to time, he collected, analyzed, sorted out all the relevant information, and vaguely felt the truth of the matter... He shook his head again, but still did not find the key point.

The magic knife asked Tian and continued to say, "The memory given to me by this great god tells me what kind of master I want to find, and who the last master is, and the meaning of these four words."

"Is that Xiaolou referring to Hua Xiaolou? Is this thief me?" He analyzed with a wry smile.

"The small building refers to the small building. This thief is not necessarily you?" The magic knife looked at Liu Ping'an indifferently and said, "But you are very likely."

"Well, how can you be sure that this catastrophe must be fought with God?" He turned his head sideways and asked puzzledly.

"Since that great power can save me from God, is it possible that this can't be counted?" The magic knife asked the sky with a cold light in his eyes.

He turned his mind and had already thought about it. He nodded and said, "Okay! Even if all this is true, then our first task now is how to escape from this taboo wasteland!"

He added, "I want to get to the forest of life as soon as possible."

The magic knife stared at him coldly and said, "I have a way, but I don't know if you can pass there?"

"What can I do?" He asked eagerly.

"There is still a fourth exit from the taboo plain, but it's very dangerous, and it's nine deaths to go in." The magic knife replied to the sky.

"Forget it. If it doesn't work, I'll kill it." He shook his head and disagreed with the unknown road.

He thought about it again and contacted Linghu Cangsheng again.

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