After the old ancestor woke up, he became a knife

Chapter 164 A Little Wasted

Ao Xiangwan, who was following the three of them, suddenly froze. The young man leaning on the tree with a little impatience in his brows and eyes suddenly met those beautiful and indifferent eyes while talking, and her master was dressed in a He was wearing a bright red robe, which complemented his fair skin, and he couldn't move it away just by looking at it.

They ran towards the boy, returned the knife in their hands, looked at the woman who was standing still and whispered, "Boss, this person seems to recognize your knife, and she came here specifically to find you."

That sound woke up Ao Xiangwan.

Her eyes moved away from the young man's face, and glanced at the knife in his hand. Her eyes narrowed slightly. Although she was not as mature and stable as that person, she was sure that the person in front of her was Bei Xiu, or he It was Bei Xiu in his youth.

If she had some doubts before, then she is sure now. After thinking about it, Ao Xiangwan felt a little headache. It seems that before she disappeared, she broke in because of the disorder of her original power.

I don't know if it's God's pity or luck that she can stay in this world for a while.

"I asked you something, why didn't you answer?" The young man had already come to her, and he asked again earnestly, who had always been impatient, "You came to find me, because of my knife?"

Beixiu in his youth was young and lacked his usual composure, and he would always hide his thoughts so that no one could guess what he was thinking.

It's just that now his small thoughts are all written on his face, Ao Xiangwan pretended not to see it: "Just because it looks familiar, let's take a look."

The three looked at each other.

What a lame reason.

But before they could investigate carefully, there were noisy movements and angry voices from behind.

"If you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find someone for me!"

The young man took a deep look at her, turned around and disappeared, and the others didn't care about Ao Xiangwan after seeing her.

Ao Xiangwan stood still, as if the voice behind her gradually became clearer, she closed her eyes calmly and indifferently, and planned to leave.

The boy who had run away turned back again. He saw Ao Xiangwan still standing there, and when he heard the movement behind him, he hurried over and grabbed her arm, frowning and sternly saying, "Why are you standing still and not running? Are they so stupid?" Will think you took their camp defense system."

Ao Xiangwan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, he didn't expect him to come back.

The light of the sentry tower was on, and the wind blowing late at night made it bitterly cold. The young man found some firewood and lit it. He looked up at the woman sitting across from him for a while, then lowered his head and picked the charcoal with a knife, and said casually, "What did you come to see me for? In my impression... this is the first time we met."

Ao Xiangwan looked at him using the knife to poke the firewood below, and felt a sense of melancholy. The corners of her lips curled up, and then quickly retracted, and said, "I just think you're ruining your life a little bit." The weapon of fate."

"Anyway, it can't be broken anyway."

The young man snorted and didn't care, but after noticing Ao Xiangwan's gaze, he still put the knife in his hand aside.

Whether it is now or in the future, he seems to really not know how important this knife is to himself,

Ao Xiangwan sighed in his heart for a while, thought for a while, and explained to him: "This knife may give birth to the spirit consciousness of the knife in the future. It's a pity to waste it like this."

The young man frowned when he heard this, and he narrowed his eyes and glanced at the knife he had placed next to him: "I'm used to using it by hand, I really don't think it's special."

(End of this chapter)