Are You OK

One

Chunfeng ci pen is not the beginning.

But it was a dagger from the beginning.

This dagger had already killed countless people as early as when the city of Dayang was still a swamp, and the sea had not turned into a mulberry field.

two

"Ancient" is a tolerant concept, and nothing seems to be surprising at this time.

The dagger that drank too much blood had divine consciousness unconsciously.

It had no name at that time.

The first person it killed after it remembered yelled before dying: "My day, this thing is a monster!"

The dagger didn't know what the monster was, but it sounded pretty cool.

It calls itself Little Demon Demon.

three

At that time, the universe was in chaos, and the tribes had been fighting for hundreds of years.

The owner of the dagger changed one term after another, holding it with countless hands, sending it into countless warm chests.

As an ancient god soldier, it has personally experienced too many battles that later generations turned into myths, and knew too many gossips that future generations would never dream of.

For example, someone who was said to be the God of War because of the beheading of the enemy leader actually stumbled and pierced it into the enemy's vest.

For another example, a certain emperor whose death was confusing and aroused countless conspiracy theories actually died of dehydration after eating a bad stomach.

Knowing so much gossip, but not being able to share it is really lonely.

four

After killing thousands and hundreds of people, Dagger developed a new skill.

It found that its spiritual consciousness led to a dark and vast void.Those undead killed by it will automatically be swallowed in and imprisoned in this void.

Ordinary souls will dissipate soon after they come in, and those who are particularly unwilling will try to break through and return to the Yang world.

They caused the daggers to make a shallow low cry in the night, as low as a dragon's chant, but with indecisable hostility and grievance.

The name "Soul Eater Weapon" became more and more popular.Dagger himself was quite happy.With these undead companions now, days are no longer lonely.It is in this emptiness and talks to them every day.

Fives

What is it like to be locked by a dagger that killed oneself, and gossip in the ears every day?

In short, the resentment of these spirits became stronger and stronger, and the daggers were often buzzing.

When things change and stars change, things will always change.For the dagger, the new change is that it was picked up by an old monk after killing another person.

The old monk slapped it with kind eyebrows, and said: "Where are the iron and stone, so many murders have been made in vain. This thing should not be circulated in the world for trouble, just let Lao Na be the dead."

six

From then on, the dagger was offered in a small ruined temple to listen to the old monk chanting day after day.

The old monk is dead, and the old monk's apprentice consciously took over this important task for generations to come.

One hundred years have passed, two hundred years have passed.The grievances of those undead gradually calmed down, one by one disappeared without a trace.

Without the company of the dagger, he felt as if he was about to become a dead thing.

One day, a big earthquake trembles suddenly.The ruined temple that had gone through hundreds of years of wind and rain collapsed in this earthquake, crushing all the monks large and small inside.

The dagger fell into the ruins.

Until the ruined temple pressing it turned into dust, it lay in an empty valley, green grass grew over its body, and the wind and sun made it slowly rusty.

Just when it felt good to disappear now, one hand picked it up.

Seven

The owner of the hand is a vigorous and hopeful young man.

During the long years, the dagger watched generations of beauties turn into bones, no matter what face he saw, it was not surprising.

What makes it strange is that the place where he lies is already deserted, and there are people who travel to this place to adventure, as if they are still having a good time.

The beautiful boy flicked it with his fingers, and he was slightly startled listening to the low buzzing, and smiled: "It's amazing, this thing is used to polish, maybe it is a magic weapon."

He said that he made a few random gestures with it, and the sharpness broke through the sky, and it was as fast as a meteor.

The teenager said childishly: "Dagger, dagger, you are considered destined to be picked up by me, so let's go with me in the future. What name should I give it?"

The last sentence asked was the companion beside him.

The companion frowned and said, "Um...Huoyun Evil God?"

Eight

The juvenile said: "...It sounds great, but this dagger looks very old. It should be accompanied by a vicissitudes of life. It sounds like a story."

Companion thought hard and said: "When you said this, I thought of it. In my original world, someone wrote a word."

nine

He Xun is getting old now, and he has forgotten, and he has written and written.

Little Yaoyao has a new name since then.

It doesn't like this name very much, and it feels worse than Huoyun Cthulhu.But it couldn't resist.

Moreover, the "Chunfeng Ci Pen" quickly spread all over the world along with its owner's name.

Later it learned that the young man who picked it up was the number one martial artist in the world.

His name is Gu Jiu.

ten

The man said: "What happened later?"

"Later I became Gu Jiu's portable dagger."

"Is he good?"

"Playing invincible all over the world, he looks so good-looking, everyone wants to make friends with him. However, it hasn't been a few years since those days, some of his friends were discovered to be monsters that had traveled from another world. Suddenly it was besieged."

"Is there a traverser then?"

"Yes, scattered and scattered. Gu Jiu himself is too sharp and jealous. He was caught in a divorce scheme and fought with a friend. He couldn't do anything, so he killed his friend by himself, and then abolished his martial arts. Leaving, everyone just thinks he is dead...In my opinion, he is almost dead."

The man said: "What happened later?"

"Later he got into a small village and worked as a stickman incognito for a lifetime, and he picked up a silly boy to raise him. The silly boy liked him, and he also liked the silly boy, but he was even more stupid than the silly boy, and he never showed his heart. He just threw me into the baggage and gave it to others, the ghost knew what he meant.

"Later, the silly boy had been the master of the side door for several decades and died. He was going to be buried in the back mountain of the side door and could not be buried with Gu Jiu, so he took me to the grave.

"After a while, the sect master of the side door was replaced by a guy named Zuo Dao. This guy has a bad mind, knowing that I am a powerful weapon, and forcibly digging out my grave to offer treasures... I'm in your hands.

"After another, you will be stabbed to death by me."

eleven

In the dark and vast void, Chunfeng's pen sighed contentedly: "I haven't talked about such a long gossip for a long time. Have a good time. You are a very good audience, and I appreciate it."

The dutiful man smiled in front of the only audience.He has long and narrow eyebrows, and he has a beautiful face that is unworthy of love.

Chunfeng's poetry and pen eagerly exhorted: "Your life is over. Don't let this unwillingness dissipate too soon. Once it dissipates, you will leave. I can't talk about gossip when you leave."

"I'm not going." The man whispered.

twelve

"I will always be here, with your new master."