Leaving the Palace Museum, the hero hugged Su Yanyan and walked down the bluestone steps.

The full moon still hangs in the night sky, and the world is quiet, leaving only the sound of his footsteps.

"Young Palace Master, should you explain it to the little girl?"

After holding on for a while, seeing that the hero kept not talking, Su Yanyan finally couldn't help but speak.

"There is nothing to explain. You have seen it all!" The hero smiled. "In the afternoon, I worshiped Chief He Shan as his teacher. I thought you would come to steal armor tonight, so I asked for grace from him. If it weren't for the movement caused by this knife, what happened later wouldn't have happened."

"In other words, He Qinghuan is willing to use Kui Jia for you, but you didn't want it directly, but instead played a trick on me?" Su Yanyan's voice was murderous.

"Stop it for a while, don't vent your breath if you have your meridians injured!" The hero sighed helplessly, "We are long, so if you want to settle the score, you can't escape me two days later."

Su Yanyan was immediately furious and was about to struggle, when the clear moonlight shone into her eyes, it suddenly reminded her of the strange words that the hero said when she came.

“The moonlight is beautiful tonight, it’s great to go out for a walk…”

"I really hope I'm here to watch the moon."

Immediately afterwards, she thought that just now, the hero caught the fallen her and said, "It's all my fault. I just wanted to make a fool of myself with you..."

It was like ice and snow soaked in hot water, and the girl's heart melted in an instant.

He didn't mean to tease me on purpose, but he understood my restless nature and satisfied my nonsense idea.

What a fool! Although Kui Jia is good, how could I take my dignified goddess seriously?

My real purpose is to get you that knife!

As he thought about it, Su Yanyan's eyes began to be misty. When the hero saw it, he immediately became nervous: "What's wrong? Is it hurting in his body?"

Su Yanyan shook his head, looked at the night sky and said, "The moonlight tonight... is indeed beautiful."

Ha? The stupid goddess isn't hurting her head, right?! It's inexplicable.

He suddenly spoke so gentlely, there must be a ghost, so it is safer to ignore her.

The hero shut his mouth and walked step by step towards the place where he lived.

"I'm going to sleep in your room."

Because Su Yanyan was injured, the hero did not send her back, but as soon as he entered his yard, the girl suddenly shocked him with one word.

What's the situation? The stupid goddess is so arrogant? Then you can choose a healthy person. The meridians have just been injured. What should I do?

I can't see that I have no sincerity, so I must be teasing me.

I thought I would fall into your beauty trick? Humph, childish!

"I happened to be asleep in my house, and I didn't have a place to go."

"I know! Auntie's purpose is to hold her to sleep. What do you think?" Su Yanyan smiled very terrified.

hero:"……"

After entering the house, he put the girl on the ground, and turned around and left.

"If you want to sleep, don't forget to take medicine, don't want me to serve you."

Looking at the hero's back disappearing outside the door, Su Yanyan walked to the table and sat down, holding his cheek with his hands. The smile at the corner of his mouth and the light in his eyes were soft, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, she turned to look at the screen in the inner room. Listening to Xiaojia's uniform breathing, a prank expression appeared on her face, and she stood up with a giggle.

The hero came all the way to He Qinghuan's residence. Seeing that the gate of the courtyard was not closed, he went straight in.

Only two candles were lit in the main hall, and He Qinghuan knelt alone on the main seat, with a solemn expression.

"Master." The hero stepped forward and bowed.

He Qinghuan nodded calmly: "Sit down."

The hero thought about it and took the initiative to put the broken knife on the short table in front of He Qinghuan, then sat down next to him.

He Qinghuan didn't touch the knife, just looked at it. "What abnormality did you feel when you picked up this knife?"

Somehow, intuition told the hero that the dream could not be easily known to others, so he scratched his head and said, "I don't know how I picked it up."

"Hmm?" He Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, "What happened at that time?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the disciple is fighting with Yan Yan. He accidentally touches it, and then the disciple knows nothing. When he wakes up, it has already reached the disciple's hands." The hero explained half-truely.

"What happened after that? Nothing happened?"

"No, there is nothing except feeling it's ice hand. Oh yes, you already know what it's going to automatically return to the disciple's hands."

He Qinghuan was silent, staring at the knife, and didn't say anything for a long time.

The hero was determined to ask, but he felt that the master who could tell him would definitely say it. If he couldn't say it, it would be useless to ask, so he waited patiently.

The candlelight was beating, and the candle flowers that burst from time to time were very clear in the quiet late night.

"Do you know what the name of this knife is?"

I don’t know how long it took, but He Qinghuan suddenly spoke.

The hero shook his head honestly: "Please tell me your advice."

He Qinghuan raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "It is called... God Killing!"

Killing... a good second-class name.

The hero couldn't help but complain, but then his expression became solemn.

To him, God Killing is just a middle-aged and uninformed name, but in Middle-earth where the people generally believe in the Nine Gods, such a name is simply a rebellious one.

Why did Kunlun Academy collect a weapon that is so easy to cause disputes?

"At that time, Master Master used it to kill the earthly god of the beast clan, save the Middle Earth, and turn the tide down."

"That's why it has the name 'God Killing'?"

It turned out to be a relic of the master. No wonder when the master said he wanted to give it to me, the guy named Mo Tu didn't even make a fuck.

Is he in charge of our master's things?

The hero felt relieved, but also very confused.

That weird dream is the end of the battle between two earthly gods?

Is Xuanyuan Aotian and the Earth God of the Beast Clan close to the superior and subordinate relationship between father and son?

If you tell me, you won’t believe it!

Besides, didn’t that war happen outside the sky? Where did the setting sun in the dream come from? What the hell is the desert? What is the situation like a mountain?

Not only did the two fly to the alien planet themselves, but they also brought tens of millions of soldiers and fire together?

It's simply funny.

He Qinghuan nodded: "It originally had no name. It was later generations who gave it the name "God Killing" to commemorate your master."

The hero thought about it and asked again: "Is it broken in that battle outside the sky?"

"No, your master broke when he got this knife."

Sure enough, this makes sense. If the dream I experienced was true, then this knife would have existed for at least two hundred years, and it is very likely that it would have existed a thousand years ago.

"Master, this knife is so important, you should take it back! If you let your disciples hold it, it will basically be covered with dust from the pearl, which is a pity."

With the current strength of a hero, he has a knife or a knife, so this is indeed true. Besides, the broken knife is very strange. Who knows if he will go crazy and kill his master? In martial arts fantasy novels I have read in the previous life, there are a lot of such fierce soldiers.

"You don't want such a treasure knife?" He Qinghuan was very surprised.

The hero smiled well: "My disciple is Xuanyuan who saves the people of the world. Master is a saint like you. His luck is better than most people in Middle Earth. How can he be greedy for treasures anymore!"

"You boy, although you are lazy, your attitude of valuing people over things is really likeable."

He Qinghuan nodded in admiration, waved his sleeves, and the knife slowly flew to the hero.
Chapter completed!