"When did you get this?"
Bai Qingfeng picked up the knife and waved to Jinquan.
"That thing?"
Jinquan's eyes flashed a little light and came to Bai Qingfeng. He took the knife and wiped it gently.
"It's been some years since this Dao was identified, but no one has been able to identify this Dao for so many years. It's not complete. This Dao was identified by the founder of the treasure Appraisers Association at that time, but it hasn't been published!"
Jinquan's words surprised Bai Qingfeng. How could this high-end treasure be hidden in this place?
You know, with the addition of the system, even if this thing is a treasure of five grades, you can complete the identification yourself. Maybe it's because of its high quality or too special. I didn't expect that I had just arrived at this place, and within a few days, I met Yao Wu and this knife, two kinds of unidentifiable existence.
"This sword has been handed down by the presidents of past dynasties. It has always been put in this place, waiting for the people who can have a reaction with it one day. By that time, it will be brilliant!"
Jinquan put the knife in his hand back into the shelf. It's just a bland looking knife. Is there really a big secret hidden?
"Brother, shall we go?"
Yaowu shakes Bai Qingfeng's arm and suddenly reaches out his hand curiously, holding the knife in his hand.
At this moment, I saw the five colors of light burst out on the knife. In a moment, I wrapped up Yaowu!
"That's it!"
Bai Qingfeng and Jinquan looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes.
"Is this knife activated?"
Jinquan gave out a strange cry. Who knows how long this knife has been put in this place. Now it suddenly blooms such a dazzling light. It looks very sacred and gorgeous.
"I didn't expect that after thousands of years, I would meet a little doll like you."
At this time, Yao Wu sat in the colorful splendor with a muddled face. The light around her became more and more intense, and she couldn't see the outside world clearly.
"Who are you? Let me out. I want to find my brother!"
Yao Wu called pitifully, but the guy didn't respond to him. He saw a simple knife floating quietly in front of him. It seemed that he looked at himself like a person.
"Xuanling blood, I didn't expect that there would be such pure Xuanling blood in this world. How old are you now?"
After a long time, the knife suddenly came out of a female voice, which sounded more cordial, but it eased Yao Wu's mood.
"My name is Yaowu. I don't know how old I am."
The little guy has been in the dark slave market since he can remember. How can he know who he is? Maybe eight, maybe nine. It looks like that.
"Well, Yaowu, are you willing to accept my inheritance and become the strongest group of people in the world?"
The business in the blade sounds very pleasant. It seems to have the meaning of bewitching.
At this time, the outside world, Jin quanzheng looks at the five color light group in front of him with a worried face. Although the theory handed down by every generation is that this sword is a spiritual weapon and can recognize its own master, so many powerful warriors have not been able to get this sword. Will it be taken away by a little doll?
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