Broken Night

Chapter Forty-Ninth - Master?

She slowly opened the box.

The box was opened, but there was no vision as imagined.

A short knife, lying quietly on the brocade cloth.

To be precise, it's not a short knife.

When he saw the short knife, Lan Ming started to cry.

This is a kitchen knife.

...

"I don't understand those who are too advanced. If there is a chance in the future, I will ask Brother Xu to make a kitchen knife for me!"

"Brother Xu, don't underestimate it, a kitchen knife is the same as the relationship between a tattoo soldier and a tattoo artist for a good chef. Because the chef cooks the food, and most of the food is the same. Materials with patterns. These materials, even if they are dead, have enormous power. A normal kitchen knife will burst instantly even if it touches lightly.”

"So the best tattoo chefs will have their own kitchen knives!"

"Okay, okay, I promise you."

"It's a word!"

...

She looked at the kitchen knife in front of her and burst into tears.

One of his jokes at that time was remembered by Big Brother Xu in his heart.

Seeing Lan Ming open the box, Jin Xing also looked over curiously. I am also curious about this box, which is used as a treasure by Lan Ming even when he sleeps.

Lan Ming wiped his tears and slowly picked up the kitchen knife from the box.

As soon as I got my hands on it, I felt a burst of comfort.

She looked at the position of the knife handle. The entire body of the knife handle was dark brown, and she did not know what kind of wood it was made of. And its shape was polished into a wavy shape, and just as Lan Ming held his hand on the handle, it completely matched his own hand shape. This kitchen knife was tailor-made by Xu Yan for Lan Ming. Even this small position was not spared by Xu Yan.

As for the blade, it was wrapped in layers of black cloth.

Jin Xing is no stranger to this kind of cloth, and he also said, "This kind of black cloth is very common in the world of tattooists, and it is called [masking cloth], which can cover up the fluctuation of tattoo strength."

Lan Ming immediately thought of the black cloth in Zuo Chengzhe's hands, probably the same, right?

She slowly untied the black cloth, revealing the blade.

Jin Xing glanced at it, not too surprised.

Near the hilt, there is a pattern that looks like the sun. And a line, like the sunlight emitted by the sun, spreads to the tip of the knife.

"This is the [Yanyang pattern], which is also a common pattern used by kitchen knives. After the pattern force is injected, the Yanyang pattern will make the whole kitchen knife emit heat and even flame. This kind of cutting is also a cooking process. One ring."

Lan Ming looked at Jin Xing in surprise, but did not speak.

Jin Xing gave a wry smile: "I'm surprised by my knowledge of cooking? Back then, when your father and mother had a tryst, I was the one who took care of it. Your mother often talks about some cooking knowledge, which is so natural to hear. It will also have a little fur."

Hearing his mother's name, Lan Ming's complexion also darkened, and his sense of surprise when looking at the kitchen knife was slightly reduced.

"what?"

Suddenly, Jin Xing exclaimed, "How is this possible?"

Lan Ming followed his gaze and looked at the kitchen knife in his hand.

There are two abruptly different patterns on both sides of the blade.

It was a crescent moon, which looked a bit similar to the Yanyang pattern, and also had countless moonlights spreading toward the tip of the blade.

Jin Xing looked at the kitchen knife with an unbelievable look: "That...that's the [frost moon pattern], which is also a very common pattern in the forging of kitchen knives. Contrary to the yanyang pattern, the frost moon pattern can transform the blade body. It's cold, and when dealing with fresh materials, it can maintain its freshness. It's just... how could it be possible to put two abruptly opposite patterns in it?"

In simple terms, this kitchen knife is already at the level of a second-order tattoo soldier, even one level higher than her mother Xue Ting's favorite knife. But the real value is that these two abruptly opposite attributes exist on the same kitchen knife.

Just this skill...

Jin Xing is the inner guard and the shadow of the Blue Emperor. His knowledge is naturally very broad, and he can judge at a glance. At least this is a master... No, maybe it is a kitchen knife that a master can create!

Can you make the master move to create a kitchen knife with a pattern?

Who is that bald boy?

...

Hearing Jin Xing's surprise, Lan Ming's little face also showed a smug look, and the smile that had not appeared on her face for a long time was revealed again: "Of course it is amazing, this is forged by Big Brother Xu."

Jin Xing shook his head when he heard the words: "Impossible, this is a master...even a master can forge it. That boy..."

"It was forged by Big Brother Xu! I just knew!" Lan Ming stood up abruptly, holding a kitchen knife and glared at Jin Xing, like a wild cat.

Jin Xing nodded helplessly: "Yes, it was forged by that young man."

It's just that he scoffed at it.

A ten-year-old master?

If you say it out, probably even His Majesty will die of laughter.

Perhaps feeling Lan Ming's anger, Jin Xing hurriedly changed the subject: "By the way, the boy also said that the princess should change the name of the knife."

Lan Ming snorted from his small nose, "Don't call me a princess."

She looked at the kitchen knife in her hand and muttered to herself: "One side is the sun and the other is the moon... The sun and the moon are not a clear word when put together. It's a pity... When I left, I couldn't tell you about me, Brother Xu. real name."

"This sword... Big Brother Xu guarded me through this sword from thousands of miles away."

"Royal heart."

Lan Ming is just a pseudonym for her to disguise herself as a man.

She is Lan Mingxin.

Guarding Lan Mingxin, this is the name.

With the word "Yu Xin", it seems that the name of this knife has been determined.

A humming sounded slowly, and the lines on the blade gradually lit up.

"Acknowledge the Lord!"

Jin Xing exclaimed again, this is only a third-order tattooed soldier who can appear as a master! No one can use the tattooed soldiers after recognizing the master unless the master dies! Just the next moment, Jin Xing's complexion changed, he grabbed Lan Mingxin with a dodge, kicked with his right foot, and the sand on the ground slammed the fire out.

When the fire went out, Jin Xing and Lan Mingxin disappeared again.

Probably after a few breaths, a figure appeared here.

There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and he squatted down and stretched out his hand to touch the slightly raised dirt bag on the ground.

Tentacles lukewarm.

"Got you."

When the man stood up again, his shoulders lit up.

The light spread behind him as if alive, turning into a pair of brilliant wings.

As soon as his wings spread, the air wave blew the surrounding sand and stones away, and his figure disappeared into the night without a trace.

...

"What's wrong?" Lan Mingxin seemed to feel that something was wrong, she had been carried on the shoulders by Jin Xing for several days. But it was the first time that the scene before her eyes flickered so intensely. This kind of dense spatial pulsation made her almost want to do evil.

"We are being targeted." Jin Xing's voice was very solemn. His speed is extremely fast, and through tattooing, he can move as long as he can. Even so, the comer can actually catch up with him!