New Times Inn

The dagger suddenly appeared in the hands of the old man.

The process was not captured by even the most discerning person present.

The people in the back of the kitchen were the ones who could see clearly in the scene, but even they didn't understand what was going on.

What's more, they are now as stagnant as the group of people in the lobby.

A terrifying murderous aura pervaded the inn and slowly spread to the street.

This murderous aura made even the group of people outside who were watching with their heads up and down felt a sense of discomfort.

"What's going on?"

The curtains of the inn were all drawn, and people on the street could not see what was going on in the house.

They can only guess.

"Did the shopkeeper of the Nameless Inn commit murder?"

"Such a murderous aura, what's going on in the house?"

—In this quiet inn, Zhou Bai was shaking desperately.

At this moment, his trembling is not special. After all, if someone carefully observes the people in the inn, they will find that they all tremble a little. On the contrary, White seems to be a little better.

At least, he can still think about things in his mind.

In this almost stagnant murderous aura, he suddenly remembered something.

…

That was when he first saw the dagger as a child.

At that time, he was not tall and was dragged by his grandfather all the time. This dagger was kept in the most hidden room of their Zhou family.

A warm current came from his hand, his grandfather sent some internal force into his body, and Zhou Bai came back to his senses.

He heard his grandfather say: "This is left to him by a former friend of our senior Zhou family, that is the person he respects the most."

Zhou Bai felt the terrifying murderous aura and shivered.

At that time, he was still young, so he spoke innocently, "Is that old friend a bad guy or a good guy? This dagger is so terrible, has it killed a lot of people?"

"Yes." After a long silence, his grandfather nodded slowly.

"The old man's friend killed so many people, is he still a good man?"

After Zhou Bai asked this sentence, he didn't hear an echo for a long time, the only sound in the room was his and his grandfather's breathing.

For a long time, even he himself was a little panicked.

He thought to himself, did he say something wrong?

However, the next second, he heard his grandfather sigh slightly.

There was a hint of oldness in that sigh, Zhou Bai heard his grandfather say: "She is a good person."

Looking at Zhou Bai's still puzzled eyes, he turned his head and said, "Not everyone can afford those things, if one day you can hold that dagger, you will You'll understand what I mean."

What Zhou Bai's grandfather said at that time was not something that Zhou Bai could understand when he was still young.

However, when he touched the dagger for the first time, he suddenly understood what his grandfather meant.

That is, a killing intent that is almost unbearable for anyone.

If Zhou Bai can look at him calmly when facing a murderer, or even smile mockingly at him, then he is holding this blood-soaked dagger After that, his brain was still blank.

—just like the old predecessor of the Songshan faction.

He is shaking the most, and his expression is blank.

It turned out to be like this...

Zhou Bai raised his head and muttered to himself.

That kind of killing intent is really not something that ordinary people can bear. I didn't expect him to underestimate it before.

The terrifying murderousness and pain, and the temptation to always try to influence one's own will, almost no one can resist.

So...the person who wields the dagger, what is he suffering from?

The shopkeeper upstairs seems to have turned back.

She didn't care what happened down there, and didn't care what happened next.

She seemed to have anticipated what would happen next.

"Let's go." Zhou Bai said these words with difficulty, and now he can't even shout loudly, "Get out of here..."

He didn't know why the dagger suddenly changed back to its original state, but from the murderous aura emanating from the dagger, he could feel it was very excited.

Did you get so excited after seeing your long-awaited master?

This dagger usually needs to be soaked in blood before it can be used, but now it has broken through this barrier.

Zhou Bai didn't know how long the old senior from the Songshan faction could support him.

After all, he is an old senior of the Songshan School, and his character and character are all excellent, so he will not be immediately affected by this dagger, right?

However, Zhou Bai soon knew that his hope was broken.

Because the old senior had a hideous expression on his face.

Li Qi from the back kitchen was the first to react.

Before the old man over there started, he immediately locked the door of the kitchen, and then desperately pushed the other people who had been stiff for a long time to run back.

A group of people were shoved out of the kitchen by Li Qi, and they barely recovered after about 20 meters away from the lobby. The limbs are finally no longer stiff.

"What's the matter?" Someone said, trembling, "What was that just now?"

"I don't know." Li Qi shook his head, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard the sound of something being shattered from the lobby.

He stopped suddenly.

Everyone looked at the lobby like him.

No one wants to enter the lobby at this time.

Because everyone smelled the faint smell of blood in the air.

Feng Qing went upstairs to play games. She explained in advance that if the situation was not right, the guys would hurry to report to the officials. Her group of guys are also quite clever in this kind of thing. out the back door.

Not long after Feng Qing went upstairs, she heard the sound of jingling from the lobby, and then the sound of a large vase falling to the ground.

The bang made Feng Qing startled.

"Let's have a face, give me a face." While playing the game, she thought distressedly, "It's not your belongings that fall in love, so can someone else's belongings be messed up like this? "

…

The lobby is a mess.

Zhou Bai hid in the corner and gasped violently. A savage wound appeared on his body, but he was the least injured in the lobby at this moment.

Zhou Bai survived by relying on his knowledge of the dagger.

He gasped as he looked at the old Songshan sect there.

"Kill you, kill you..." His expression was a little crazy, and he came over and muttered to himself.

Zhou Bai looked at the appearance of the old Songshan School senior, and suddenly smiled, although because of the pain, his smile seemed a bit hideous.

"Senior, people with unstable minds will be affected by this dagger. You have repeated this sentence to me for a long time."

He reluctantly supported himself to stand upright and said, "You persuaded me to keep calm, but you haven't done it now."

The old senior turned his head, his eyes were bloodshot, but Zhou Bai was not frightened by him.

He just lowered his head and whispered, "I finally understand."

He understood everything.

"That dagger was pulled from a dead man by our senior Zhou family."

"Because Alliance Leader Yun was there at the time, he preconceived that the dagger was used by Alliance Leader Yun."

In fact, no matter what Zhou Bai said now, the old Songshan senior on the opposite side might not understand what he said.

But Zhou Bai still wanted to finish those words.

"For a long time, our Zhou family thought that the dagger belonged to the cloud leader."

"But what if its owner isn't?"

Zhou Bai pulled up his sleeve with difficulty, then slashed it with a knife, and a lot of blood flowed out.

Blood is the only way to suppress the murderous dagger.

"A person who is feared by everyone in the arena, if he doesn't say it, no one will believe what he has done."

"No, or he doesn't bother to say it."

"He may not even know that a dagger he used casually has been kept by a family for two hundred years, and it has been mistaken for the owner."

Zhou Bai stroked his hand lightly with the knife, and suddenly thought about what the shopkeeper was hiding under the light cloud when he was manipulating the dagger?

No, or what was Feng Wuhen thinking when he used this dagger to kill those wicked people two hundred years ago?

She said she wanted to let herself and the people around her taste the pain she experienced. Was the pain she endured so much?

When she asked herself and others whether they could afford those things, did she laugh in her heart that they were a bunch of stupid people?

It turns out that some things are really impossible for ordinary people to do.

It turned out that the shopkeeper said that they couldn't bear the look of a fool, and he didn't wrong them at all.

It turns out…

The shopkeeper has kept their hands on them.

What happened two hundred years ago seemed to hide some things that ordinary people didn't know, and Zhou Bai also noticed it at this time.

However, he didn't want to think so much for the time being.

He only knew that the owner of the dagger whom the Zhou family had always respected was not dead, but alive.

"It's really troublesome, I didn't expect to leave such a bad impression when we first met." Zhou Bai said with a wry smile, "This is not my intention, I don't know what to do to make up for it. Woolen cloth?"

The old senior from the Songshan School opposite was still staring at him, and suddenly rushed up in a second.

…

The door of the inn, which had been closed for a long time, finally opened, and at the moment of opening, many people around could not hold back and vomit.

A piece of blood slowly dripped from the ground, sketching a **** pattern.

When many people were still vomiting, they suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes from the street.

After a while, a few ordinary small catchers came.

They pushed the crowd away carelessly, walked into the inn, and said:

"What's the matter? I heard that someone is making trouble? Who dares to make trouble here?"