Chapter 1363: A Knife as Sharp as the Wind

Zhao Yiming hadn't been so angry for a long time, and he almost forgot the feeling of anger. Fang Qingyi succeeded in doing this, and naturally became a wisp of dead souls in the ghost bone flag.

He calmed down his mind again, and then left this dilapidated town, still wandering around slowly, but he felt that the end was near.

Soon we came to a relatively large city, which was a port. Naturally, it was particularly prosperous. The people's faces were filled with smiles. It seemed like it was a good place.

Trade will naturally promote development, and there are many more vendors on the roadside. These vendors are all shouting loudly. Only the stall in the corner seems particularly quiet.

Zhao Yiming wandered over and found that there was only a black knife on the stall, and a guy in a greasy black robe was leaning against the wall to catch lice in the sun.

Those who didn't know thought they were going to the Beggar Clan. The person in front of him was an elder of the Beggar Clan, but he didn't look down on him at all. This was none other than the world's number one master at that time, the famous Divine Sword Ao Tianxia.

Ao Tianxia glanced at him and said with a lazy look: "You really kept me waiting for too long, so long that I almost forgot where my knife is?"

Zhao Yiming pointed at the black knife and said with a playful smile: "Isn't your knife right here? I don't want you to wait too long, but there are too many things ahead, and they always need to be dealt with, right?"

Ao Tianxia nodded, and then said lazily: "I was really stupid before, wandering around with a false reputation, and all I thought about every day was how to improve myself and how not to be surpassed by others.

It wasn't until so many years later that I realized that everything was just a cloud. When I actually got the knife, I found that it was better to forget it. "

Zhao Yiming smiled and said: "But you can't forget many things if you want to. Some of them have penetrated deep into the bone marrow and become an indelible mark."

Ao Tianxia had a bitter look on his face and said with drooping brows and legs: "That's why I feel very depressed. I just sit here and think and think and think and think of a way. If there is someone who can kill me, Maybe I can forget about it.”

Zhao Yiming clapped his hands gently and said with a smile: "Your idea is really good, but people like you will definitely not be killed randomly, otherwise it would be too boring.

Many things have become your instincts and will come out unconsciously, while others are naturally helpless and can only watch. "

Ao Tianxia nodded in agreement, and then said with a smile: "That's why I'm waiting for your arrival. Only you can do all this."

Zhao Yiming shook his head gently and said with a bitter look on his face: "Do you think I am the one who killed my friends?"

Ao Tianxia laughed, and then said with some sadness: "Betraying your friends, using friends in exchange for benefits, sacrificing anyone for your own success, isn't this a manifestation of humanity?"

Zhao Yiming frowned slightly and said, "Don't you think you are too extreme? What you said is certainly the dregs of humanity, but there is also humanity in which you go out of your way to save your friends, and the brotherly loyalty is earth-shattering."

Ao Tianxia waved his hand, looked at the sky, and then said lonely: "Don't defend yourself, we are not three-year-old children, you and I know many things very well.

All of that is just a beautiful fantasy. The famous three brothers in history are not worried about the second brother being too strong.

The boss and the despicable military advisor teamed up to kill the second brother. Later, the boss used this as an excuse to overthrow his ally.

It's a pity that God is fair. The boss was burned down in the 800-mile company camp and died in the end. This is really retribution! "

Zhao Yiming sighed softly and said: "Those in power are indeed ruthless. Nothing is more important in their hearts than power, but dog-slaughterers often go out of their way to save their friends."

Ao Tianxia stretched, then yawned and said, "It doesn't make any sense to say that now, whether it's the way of heaven or humanity.

In my mind, it's just a game played by the superior. I just want to do one thing now, either I'll be beaten to death by you, or I'll beat you to death. "

Zhao Yiming sighed sadly, then shook his head and said: "Although we don't have much interaction with each other, I have always respected you as a man. Since you have decided like this today, then I will help you.

I haven't used a knife in many years, and I have forgotten what a knife looks like. Let me take it out, take a look, and think about it seriously. "

He took the blood soul ice knife out of the space and placed it next to the black knife. The two knives stood side by side quietly, and the two of them closed their eyes at the same time.

The people around them didn't seem to notice the two people. A hundred years passed in such a flash. The two people opened their eyes at the same time and each grabbed their own knives.

Just like a breeze blowing across the face, the two knives were placed side by side again. It was as if nothing had happened. The two of them stretched out a finger at the same time and pointed at their respective knives.

This is when the two people put all their feelings about using knives into the knife. From now on, they are two people who can't use knives. The two knives attract each other and eventually merge into one.

This is a completely black knife, but there are three blood lines on each side of the knife, and the blade is covered with frost. This is a truly vicious knife.

Ao Tianxia gently closed his eyes and fell asleep at the foot of the wall again, but this time he would never wake up again, and everything would be forgotten.

Zhao Yiming picked up the knife and waved his hand in the air. A black hole appeared in front of him. After throwing the knife in, everything returned to peace.

Until many years later, in another time and space, a equally lonely cripple had such a black knife in his hand. His heart was as cold as ice. His name was Fu Hongxue.

Zhao Yiming walked slowly towards the dock, without stopping at the dock. He stepped on the sea surface step by step and walked towards the depths of the sea.

At this time, in the deepest part of the sea, there was a lonely island. There were graves on the island, and there was a thatched hut next to the graves.

A hunchbacked old man gently wiped the tablet on it, and then seemed to feel something and looked towards the side of the sea.

The old man slowly walked out of the hut. As he walked step by step, his body began to slowly become upright, and his face became young again, and he regained his radiant appearance.