Ye Feng looked at An Qi and smiled, "Relying on the feeling, when I hold it, I feel that it merges with my hand, and it becomes part of my hand. []"
"I know that this knife is made of special material and is softer than ordinary swords, but I have tried it and can't control it so freely." An Qi shook her head and said in disbelief.
"An Qi, didn't you just say that this knife whistled and vibrated because it felt its owner? I think maybe because Ye Feng is its owner, it has a reaction with Ye Feng, so
Only Ye Feng can control it flexibly and freely." Zhou Xiaoman, who had been silent until now, spoke. Zhou Xiaoman looked at Ye Feng and then said, "Ye Feng, do you know the name of this knife?"
Ye Feng looked down at the short knife in his hand and smiled slightly, "When my master took me to travel around the world, he once talked to me about some allusions about swords. This knife has the same shape and characteristics as the knife that the master told me.
Very similar, I think this knife should be the knife the master said."
"Then what's its name?" An Qi asked.
"Drink blood." Ye Feng looked at the short knife in his hand and said slowly.
"Xueyin, how come you have such a weird name?" Zhou Xiaoman said while looking at the short knife in Ye Feng's hand.
Ye Feng put the blood drink in Zhou Xiaoman's hand. Zhou Xiaoman took the blood drink and looked at it over and over.
Drinking blood has a spirit when it comes out, and it is powerful when taken. It is exquisite but black. Legend has it that when Ou Yezi, the most famous swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn Period, forged this sword, he couldn't help but shed tears while touching the sword because he was finally perfect.
His lifelong dream is to forge an indestructible weapon without any murderous intent.
Ye Feng smiled and told Zhou Xiaoman and An Qi the allusions about blood drinking that his master had told him.
Zhou Xiaoman raised the black blood drink with her white hands, followed Ye Feng's example, looked at the sun carefully, and said in surprise, "Yes, you can see the faint blood streaks when you look at the sun, could this be the legend?"
Yes, the swordsmith quenched it with blood when it came out of the furnace."
Ye Feng nodded, "Sister, you are right. The ancients believed that blood represents the soul. The ancients believed that injecting a person's blood into a sword can bring luck to the person holding the sword, so they would use blood when the sword comes out of the furnace.
Tempering, so that your soul can be integrated into the sword."
Zhou Xiaoman looked at the blood drink in his hand and asked, "Then why is it black? Aren't swords all shiny silver?"
An Qi smiled and said, "Sister, this is made of meteorite iron from the sky, so it appears black. Moreover, black swords are more suitable for fighting. Think about it, in the dark night, if you hold a
A black sword cannot be seen by the opponent."
Ye Feng looked at An Qi and smiled, but did not interrupt her because she had told Zhou Xiaoman before that she also knew that An Qi was a killer just like herself.
Zhou Xiaoman looked at An Qi, nodded with a smile, and asked with some confusion, "What if it was during the day, wouldn't this black knife be too obvious?"
Ye Feng laughed loudly after hearing this, "Sister, this blood drinker is mainly black because of the material. As for white or black, these are not important. Besides, there are no swords made of any material.
It can change color back and forth like a chameleon."
Zhou Xiaoman curled her lips and said coquettishly, "Don't I understand? What you said is that you are making fun of my sister."
When Ye Feng saw that Zhou Xiaoman's words were wrong, he hurriedly walked to Zhou Xiaoman, took Zhou Xiaoman's little hand holding the knife, and waved it in the air a few times, "Sister, look, how beautiful it is when dancing with a black knife in white hands."
Zhou Xiaoman glanced at Ye Feng with a smile, and looked at the blood drink in her little hand with satisfaction.
An Qi secretly blinked at Ye Feng, then leaned against Zhou Xiaoman's delicate body and said with a smile, "Sister, Ye Feng is so good in front of you."
Zhou Xiaoman looked at Ye Feng with a smile on his face, and said with a smile, "He has always been very well-behaved."
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"An Qi, come here, eat some sea bass." Zhou Xiaoman picked up a piece of steamed sea bass and placed it on the plate in front of An Qi.
"Sister, your cooking is so good, it's so delicious." An Qi ate it with relish and couldn't help praising it.
"Ye Feng, please pour some wine for An Qi."
Ye Feng carried red wine, poured wine into An Qi's wine glass, and poured wine into Zhou Xiaoman's wine glass, and then sat down in his seat.
An Qi looked at Ye Feng's obedient and obedient appearance, covering her little mouth and smiling.
Xue Yin lay quietly in Zhou Xiaoman's hand. Ever since Ye Feng put Xue Yin in Zhou Xiaoman's hand, it never returned to Ye Feng's hand. Zhou Xiaoman looked at the faint pattern on the scabbard of Xue Yin and said, "
An Qi, how did you get this knife?"
An Qi put down the wine glass in her hand and said with a smile, "I bought it from a collector."
"I bought it." Ye Feng said with a smile, "It couldn't have been stolen again."
"Hmph, how could I have robbed other people's things? I just robbed Liehuo's pistol. You guys just talk about it all day long." An Qi pouted her mouth and said dissatisfiedly.
"That's right, Sister An Qi likes pistols, why don't you just give them to her? You grown men won't bully Sister An Qi just for a gun." Zhou Xiaoman held the wine glass and drank while giving it to An Qi.
Qi helped.
Ye Feng secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, dear sister, you are not a killer, how can you understand the importance of guns to killers, especially Li Huo, he is a gun-loving guy. An Qi snatched Li Huo's favorite pistol,
Can Li Huo not be angry? Although he thought so, Ye Feng didn't say that at all. "Sister, I just said it casually. Don't take it seriously. Li Huo has already given the pistol to An Qi."
Zhou Xiaoman put down the wine glass, looked at An Qi and said, "Is it true?"
An Qi smiled and nodded, "Yes, Liehuo gave me the pistol."
Ye Feng shook his head in his heart, these women, why did their words change their taste as soon as they came into your mouth? What does it mean that Liehuo gave it to you? It was obviously an angel who pestered Lihuo to fight and make trouble, and Lihuo was not interested in the face of his friends.
I wanted to be serious with the angel, so I was pestered by the angel for half a month, and was beaten black and blue by the angel. Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer, so I gave the gun to the angel.
An Qi picked up the wine glass, took a sip, looked at Ye Feng and said, "I spent 5 million US dollars to give you this knife this time. Ye Feng, tell me, how should you thank me."
Ye Feng curled his lips and thought, you little girl, you started to rip me off again. What's 5 million US dollars? Let me see, at most 1 million US dollars. Ye Feng looked at the blood drink in Zhou Xiaoman's hand and said, "
How do you want me to thank you?"
In An Qi's heart, Ye Feng, the former king of killers, is her idol and hero. An Qi has always opposed Ye Feng's retreat, but she can't stop her. When An Qi discovered blood drinking by accident,
An Qi couldn't help but feel excited in her heart. An Qi knew that Ye Feng would definitely like this knife. But An Qi had other plans in her heart. She wanted to use this knife to arouse Ye Feng's long-standing pride and domineering spirit. She wanted to
Let Ye Feng come out again. However, when An Qi saw the affectionate friendship between Ye Feng and Zhou Xiaoman, her heart slowly began to waver. Is she too selfish? Maybe the life now is what he yearns for.
An Qi couldn't help but think to herself in her life.
A naughty smile appeared on An Qi's pretty face, and she blinked her beautiful big eyes, "I want you to take me to play in China for a few days."
Ye Feng shook his head and said, "No, I have work to do." After a pause, he looked at Zhou Xiaoman again and continued, "Besides, I still have to accompany my sister."
An Qi looked at Ye Feng, then at Zhou Xiaoman, and burst into laughter, "Ye Feng, you are scared, haha, you were so scared that you even moved Sister Xiaoman out."
An Qi laughed so hard that tears came out. She gently wiped the corners of her eyes with her little hand, looked at Ye Feng and said, "If I tell my brother and the others, they won't believe it. Hehe, I won't scare you anymore.
I will fly to Nepal tomorrow to visit my brother, how about it, now you can rest assured."
"Little girl, I knew you were full of evil ideas." Ye Feng picked up the tissue and handed it to An Qi.
An Qi took the tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Are you more relaxed now? Hehe, aren't you afraid that I will change my mind?"
Ye Feng looked at An Qi and said nothing. He picked up the wine glass and took a slow sip.
"I'm pretending to be relaxed, but I must be a little scared." An Qi looked at Ye Feng and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I won't be a light bulb here for you and Sister Xiaoman. I have already ordered
The ticket is ready, the flight is tomorrow morning."
Ye Feng put down his wine glass, looked at An Qi who looked proud, and said with a smile, "When you get there, say hello to Buddha for me. In addition, you and Buddha are fine. Take the poisonous snakes around more so that he can adapt to normal life."
human life.”
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"She likes you very much." The Buick drove out of the hotel where An Qi stayed. Zhou Xiaoman sat in the passenger seat, looked at Ye Feng and said lightly.
Ye Feng nodded and said nothing.
Ye Feng also understood in his heart that An Qi had always liked him, but he treated her like a little sister.
Zhou Xiaoman originally wanted An Qi to stay at his home for one night, but after dinner, An Qi kept mumbling about going back to the hotel, so he and Ye Feng drove An Qi to the hotel.
"She is actually quite sensible and well-behaved. She is not as naughty as you said." Zhou Xiaoman played with the blood drink in his hand and said slowly.
"Well, sister is right." Ye Feng looked at Zhou Xiaoman and nodded.
With a bang sound, Zhou Xiaoman pulled out the blood drink, waving his little hand non-stop, drawing black rays of light in the carriage.
"Do I look like a female assassin?"
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