Chapter 105 - Bloodthirsty Hao Zhen (VI)
An old jailer with a bare chest and a fierce face walked up to Su Fengzhen with a black knife in his hands and said hoarsely: "This old guy has been placed in the firewood pile for more than ten years. It's time to let him see the sun and taste the blood. Every night when adding firewood and warming wine, you can always hear him making a fuss. Fresh human blood is the best, only blood can wipe off the dust on the knife." After saying this, he laughed strangely, turned around and hid the whole person in a corner where the dim oil lamp could not reach. Although the figure disappeared, the strange laughter that lasted for a long time was indescribably creepy.
Su Fengzhen took the knife, wiped the blade vigorously with her sleeve, and stood it up, saying: "Who would have thought that the crazy magic knife that people in the martial arts world dream of would be in the firewood pile of an old jailer who was warming wine."
She stared at it for a while, then threw the knife to Hao Zhen and said: "Disciple, smell it, what does it smell like?"
Hao Zhen looked at the knife and caught it.
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The old jailer's sleepy eyes instantly shot out a bright light, and then his misty and turbid old eyes said: "Master Fei has such a disciple, the Magic Knife Sect has a successor."
Hao Zhen didn't know that if it was an ordinary person, he would have died on the spot. This magic knife is made of black iron, with a thick back and a long blade. It seems to be no different from an ordinary Pudao, but it weighs dozens of kilograms. Although Su Fengzhen threw it without making any sound, the force of pushing it to Haozhen is still not to be underestimated, but Haozhen caught it so easily.
Haozhen put the knife to his nose, and a strong smell of blood rushed into his head through his nose.
"Such a strong murderous aura." However, after Haozhen gently stroked the blade with his left hand, this strong murderous bloody smell actually rose up, surrounding his body and enveloping him. Suddenly, the aura returned to the blade, and the blade emitted a black and bright light, which only appeared for a moment and disappeared without a trace.
Su Fengzhen was also stunned by what she saw, and said, "It seems that this magic knife has really found its master. Disciple, although this magic knife has locked countless souls, none of them are wronged souls. Your master is a kind person, but fate made him the devil of death in this world. Therefore, once you enter the magic knife sect, no one does not have blood on their hands. It is because of too much killing that the word "demon" came into being. If you devote yourself to the magic knife sect, your life will be lonely and it will be difficult to find like-minded people. People of the right way think that your behavior is extreme, and people of the evil way regard you as demons. Do you regret it?" Hao Zhen thought to himself, in this chaotic world, people are in danger from day to day, and many people can see the morning sun, but they may not be able to eat a meal at noon. Human life is as cheap as chickens and dogs, but evil people do not get retribution. Now that he is about to be able to be a judge of right and wrong, it may not be a good thing to comfort people. He said proudly: "No regrets."
Su Fengzhen felt the domineering aura suddenly surging out of Hao Zhen's body, and she also felt heroic and said: "Good disciple, your master is right. Let's start learning the Crazy Demon Sword Technique now, and when we have mastered it, we can use the sword of that old man Huoshan as a sacrifice."