Fang Yinuo's whole body was cold.

Is this the red in the soul?

I hurriedly held the dragon blood flying knife in my hand and looked at it, but the more I looked, the more familiar I looked, and my eyes became wider and wider!

This... Why is this so much like that person...

As soon as the thought was revealed, Fang Yinuo's scalp exploded, and in a trance there was a feeling of about to be scattered.

A cool air rose directly from the soles of the feet and reached the backbone in an instant. Then the vest was cold, like a cold snake lying on...

Fang Yinuo's eyes straightened.

Looking at the flying knife over and over again, my eyes almost turned into cross-eyes!

Is it? Is it?

My old swan...

But don't be so!

The blood light inside seems to fade a little bit...

But it's so similar, no matter how you look at it, it's that...

Fang Yinuo jumped up, ignored Zuo Xiaoduo's murmuring and grabbed a mouse from the ground with a random grab, and stabbed it into the mouse's stomach.

Then Fang Yinuo's eyes went straight again, his hair straightened!

Staring at the mouse with a deep fear.

——The flesh and blood of this mouse disappeared in the instant of the knife, and was sucked into a mummy by the dragon blood flying knife!

The mummy's nerves twitched for a moment, and then it spread out, as if it had been dead for a long time and had completely decayed...

Fang Yinuo was cold all over.

It's really that knife!

At this moment, Fang Yinuo wanted to cry, but he wanted to die!

I encountered my nightmare again...

I have not made any movement for so many years, and I once thought I could escape it.

But this time, I snatched the knife over and took it in my hand...

Oh my God, the earth, how could my luck be so good? The witch god has abandoned me...

"You're dead..."

Zuo Xiaoduo murmured and cursed: "You dare to kill rats with my flying knife... You insulted this flying knife... You wait!"

Master Zuo is such a crystal clear mind. When he sees this guy's appearance, he knows that this guy knows this flying knife and knows the origin of this sword. At the same time, he is very afraid of the original owner of this flying knife.

Look at this guy's scared look...

Then...that would be very easy to deal with!

The flag is in my hand, and the heaven and earth are allowed to go.

Since you come forward, I'm shaking my hands and just a big hat!

'You insulted this flying knife...'

As soon as this sentence penetrated Fang Yinuo's ears, Fang Yinuo, who was stunned and trembled all over, shivered.

The flying knife, which seemed to be electric shock, was thrown to the ground and shouted in fear: "I don't!"

Then he squatted down, respectfully held the flying knife up from the ground with both hands and handed it back to Zuo Xiaoduo, with a frightened flattery on his face: "This...this...this thing returns to the original owner...hehe...this little brother...brother, the treasure should not be light, please take it back properly. Cough cough, take it back properly."

The attitude turned 180 degrees!

"I don't want it!"

Zuo Xiaoduo became more and more arrogant: "I have killed the rat, don't want it anymore! Take it, and in the future you will tell him that I don't want it, not you robbed it."

"But that lord won't believe it..."

Fang Yinuo was about to cry without tears.

In this case, you won’t believe even if you say it to the pig, let alone that person?

Is this rare treasure for you?

You're just a big deal?

"This...Master Zuo...Brother, you...you should accept it quickly..."

Fang Yinuo was almost crying: "I...I'll send you back now...ah..."

"Send it back? Why do you need to send it back?"

Zuo Xiaoduo sat cross-legged on the ground, watching the other party's souls appear and completely surrender, so he is naturally the old god: "It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar. I have to greet you well. Don't you want me to give you some advice? Everyone is so destined to be with you, how can you not give you a few words?"

"No...no need..."

Cold sweat broke out on Fang Yinuo's forehead.

I remembered the oath I made before the Dragon Blood Flying Knife, and I remembered a wisp of soul that I still hold in that person’s hand...

Fang Yinuo felt that he was finished! The future was bright!

"It seems that you know this flying knife? You know it very well?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked.

"I know, I know very well!"

Fang Yinuo's face was pale, and his attitude had completely changed to respect.

Oh my god, I'm so scared!

Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes rolled and thought to himself, how could he be so scared? Even if Uncle Nan is so powerful, he is not close to him. At most, he will settle the score after the autumn, so he won't die now?

Could it be...

"Uncle Nan gave me this knife, but he didn't say anything. He just said that I could represent some things and could make decisions for him... I don't know what to represent, and he didn't explain it clearly."

Zuo Xiaoduo said distressedly: "Since you know this knife very well, you should know my Uncle Nan, right?"

Fang Yinuo's heart and courage were broken.

Uncle Nan!

I spent my whole life and kidnapped a meat ticket, but the nephew who had all my promises and mastered all my life soul?

Fang Yinuo sighed to the sky.

"This is really God's will! God's will!"

Zuo Xiaoduo raised his eyebrows and said to himself: God's will? Why didn't I see it? Why is it related to God's will?

After thinking about it, he suddenly became amiable and said, "I said, what's your name?"

"Fang Yinuo."

Fang Yinuo was dejected and his head was drooping.

"A good name, a promise is a thousand gold! A man is a real man, a promise is life and death, a promise is dignity, and a promise is a life and a promise is a life!"

Zuo Xiaoduo praised.

After hearing this, Fang Yinuo took it for granted and thought too much: Is this a reminder to remember to make a promise? Otherwise, I will be horrified?

For a moment, my heart became more and more ashamed and said, "Yibo, life and death are heavy!"

"Good man, good man."

Zuo Xiaoduo gave a thumbs up.

Fang Yinuo was speechless.

"What are you here in Phoenix City?" Zuo Xiaoduo was very curious.

"I'm here...it's actually for the Feng Pulse Soul...ah..."

Fang Yinuo dared not hide anything? Destiny arranged my life to this point. Even if I struggle again, what's the use?

"I see."

Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes were circulating and said, "Are you an intermediate level in the Huayun? Or a high level?"

"High level, close to the peak level." Fang Yinuo was honest and vomited.

"Wu Alliance is in Phoenix City, is there anyone with a higher cultivation level than you?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked with interest.

"Even if there is, there will not be many..." Fang Yinuo spoke carefully.

Somehow, Zuo Xiaoduo asked with the dragon blood flying knife. In Fang Yinuo's eyes, he looked a little heavier than the power of that person back then.

The Dragon Blood Flying Knife itself is a token, and it is also a treasure. There is no doubt about this.

"Not many...that means there are still some?"

Zuo Xiaoduo asked.
To be continued...