His brother is different. He doesn’t like to look too close to the sun. The light in the hut in the small courtyard of Luoxia Mountain has never been very good. He has long been used to the darkness, which will make him feel quiet and calm.
Luo Changfeng took a few deep breaths and gently stroked the cover of the knife spectrum and then hit the first page.
The first page of the knife spectrum is a name.
Luo Changfeng doesn’t have this name, but turns the knife spectrum to the second page.
The second page is also very strange.
It’s not the kind of sword tactic that he imagined. There are many obscure words in ancient books … The second page is simply a painting.
Luo Changfeng saw that the painting was a knife.
A knife will be drawn or not.
When Luo Changfeng first saw this knife that was about to be drawn, he felt that it was colder than the ice and snow in Sichuan. He blinked and stung his eyes, and then he unconsciously left tears.
Luo Changfeng knows this is not an illusion.
The cold air hit the face and then it didn’t dissipate in this building, but it felt like it rushed directly into his sky.
Then, the body swims along the sky and passes through the meridians of the Daling points. Without advancing one inch, the body suddenly feels a bone erosion pain.
It’s long, painful, and painful.
Even if Luo Changfeng is mentally prepared to accept everything recorded in this knife spectrum, he still can bear this sudden bone erosion pain.
A moment later, he directly closed the knife spectrum!
Then take a deep breath again and let the cold air rush into the body to drive away or freeze those unbearable pains.
He closed his eyes.
I don’t feel the sudden knife meaning quietly, but I want to make my eyes more comfortable.
He just closed his eyes against the wall quietly, and I don’t know how long it took before he woke up again.
He frowned slightly and looked at the knife spectrum in his hands. Instead of losing heart, his frowning slightly revealed a trace of joy and excitement.
There is no denying that this is the most powerful and terrible breath that Luo Changfeng has ever felt in his life.
Moreover, this breath is directly coming to me without turning and avoiding it.
He is afraid of these knives.
I am equally obsessed with these knives.
After calming down again, Luo Changfeng turned the knife spectrum page for the second time.
……
There were some steady steps at the stairs on the fourth floor.
Light but steady footsteps seem to have a little-known rhythm.
Huangfuyi, who was absorbed in studying ancient books by the window, didn’t find this step. Perhaps it is still a little frivolous for the top of the list.
In the dark corner, Luo Changfeng, who endured the knife attack, heard the footsteps. Perhaps his mind was still immersed in that kind of pain and he was at ease. He knew that he could not reach this level just by looking at the handle for two eyes, and he naturally closed the knife spectrum again.