No one knew when the dagger suddenly appeared in the old man's hand.

Even the people with the best eyesight at the scene did not catch the process.

The people in the kitchen were the ones who could see the most clearly, but even they did not understand what was going on.

Moreover, they were now as frozen as the group of people in the lobby.

A terrible murderous aura filled the inn and slowly spread to the street.

This murderous aura even made the group of people outside who were watching with their heads tilted feel uncomfortable.

"What's going on?"

The curtains of the inn were all drawn, and the people on the street could not see what was happening in the house.

They could only guess.

"Did the owner of the Wuming Inn kill someone?"

"With such a strong murderous aura, what is going on in the house?"

- In this quiet inn, Zhou Bai was also shaking desperately.

At this moment, his shaking did not seem special. After all, if someone carefully observed the people in the inn, they would find that they all had a little shaking. In comparison, Zhou Bai seemed to be better.

At least, he could still think.

In this almost stagnant murderous aura, he suddenly remembered something.

...

It was when he first saw this dagger when he was a child.

At that time, he was not tall and was always held by his grandfather. This dagger was placed in the most hidden secret room of their Zhou family.

When he pushed the door open, he felt this bone-chilling coldness. At that moment, he even felt that his mind had gone blank.

A warm current came from his hands, and his grandfather transferred some internal energy into his body, and Zhou Bai came back to his senses.

He heard his grandfather say, "This was left to him by a good friend of our Zhou family's old man. He was the person he respected the most."

Zhou Bai shuddered as he felt the terrifying murderous aura.

He was still young at that time, so he spoke without restraint, "Is the old man's friend a bad guy or a good guy? This dagger is so scary, has it killed many people?"

"Yes." After a long silence, his grandfather nodded slowly.

"That friend of the old man killed so many people, is he still a good person?"

After Zhou Bai asked this question, there was no response for a long time. The only sounds in the room were his and his grandfather's breathing. After

a long time, even he felt a little panicked.

He thought to himself, did he say something wrong?

However, the next second, he heard his grandfather sigh slightly.

There was a sense of old age in that sigh. Zhou Bai heard his grandfather say, "She is a good person."

Seeing Zhou Bai's still puzzled eyes, he turned his head and said, "Not everyone can afford those things. If one day you can hold that dagger, you will understand what I mean." What

Zhou Bai's grandfather said at that time was not something that Zhou Bai, who was still young, could understand.

However, when he touched the dagger for the first time, he immediately understood what his grandfather meant.

That was a murderous intent that almost no one could bear.

If Zhou Bai could calmly look at a murderer and even smile mockingly at him when facing him, then his mind was still blank after he held the dagger soaked in blood.

——Just like the old senior of Songshan School now.

His body was shaking the most and his expression was blank. He looked like he had lost the calmness just now.

So, that's how it is...

Zhou Bai raised his head and muttered to himself.

That kind of murderous intent is indeed not something that ordinary people can bear. I didn't expect that he had underestimated it before.

If he could hold the dagger and still keep his mind and not attack his companions, then this person must have endured a lot.

Almost no one can resist the terrible murderous aura and pain, as well as the temptation that tries to influence one's will all the time.

So... what is the person wielding the dagger going through?

The shopkeeper upstairs seemed to have turned around and gone back.

She didn't care what happened downstairs, nor did she care about what happened next.

She seemed to have anticipated what would happen next.

"Go." Zhou Bai said these words with difficulty. He couldn't even shout loudly now, "Get out of here..."

He didn't know why the dagger suddenly turned back to its original appearance, but from the murderous aura emanating from the dagger, he could feel that it was very excited.

Is he so excited after seeing his long-lost master?

This dagger usually needs to be soaked in blood before it can be used, but now it has broken through this barrier.

Zhou Bai didn't know how long the old senior from Songshan Sect could hold on. In fact, he hoped that the senior could hold on as long as possible.

After all, he is an old senior from Songshan Sect, and his character and personality are excellent. He won't be affected by this dagger immediately, right?

However, Zhou Bai soon realized that his hope was shattered.

Because the old senior had a ferocious expression on his face.

Li Qi in the kitchen was the first to react.

Before the old man could make a move, he immediately locked the kitchen door tightly, and then desperately pushed the other people who had already been frozen to run back.

A group of people were pushed out of the kitchen by Li Qi, and they barely came to their senses after they were about 20 meters away from the lobby. Their limbs were finally no longer stiff.

"What's going on?" Someone said tremblingly, "What was that just now?"

"I don't know." Li Qi shook his head, and just when he was about to say something, he suddenly heard something being broken in the lobby.

He stopped suddenly.

Everyone looked towards the lobby like him.

No one wanted to enter the lobby at this time.

Because everyone smelled the faint smell of blood in the air.

Feng Qing went upstairs to play games. She had instructed the staff in advance that if something went wrong, they should report to the police. Her staff were also quite smart in this kind of thing and should have gone out through the back door by now.

Not long after Feng Qing went upstairs, she heard a clinking sound coming from the lobby, and then the sound of a large vase falling to the ground and breaking into pieces. Feng

Qing was startled by the clang.

"Have some shame, have some shame." She muttered while playing games, "It's not your stuff that was broken, so you can just mess with other people's stuff?"

...

The lobby was in a mess.

Zhou Bai was hiding in a corner, panting violently. There was a sharp wound on his body, but he was the least injured in the lobby at this moment.

The others all fell to the ground in all directions, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive. However, they did not bleed much, because the terrible murderous aura made them almost unable to move, and almost all of them were killed by the neck.

Zhou Bai survived because of his previous understanding of the dagger.

He was panting while looking at the old senior of Songshan School there.

"Kill you, kill you..." He looked a little crazy, muttering to himself as he walked over.

Zhou Bai looked at the old senior from Songshan School and suddenly smiled. Although his smile seemed a little evil due to the pain.

"Senior, only people with unstable minds will be affected by this dagger. You have been repeating this to me for a long time."

He barely supported himself and stood up straight and said, "You advised me to stay calm, but you didn't do it now."

The old senior turned his head, his eyes were full of bloodshot, but Zhou Bai was not scared by him.

He just lowered his head and whispered, "I finally understand."

He understood everything.

"That dagger was pulled out from a dead person by an old man in our Zhou family."

"Because Alliance Leader Yun was there at the time, he presumed that the dagger was used by Alliance Leader Yun."

In fact, no matter what Zhou Bai said now, the old man in Songshan opposite him might not understand what he said.

But Zhou Bai still wanted to finish what he said.

"All along, our Zhou family thought that the dagger belonged to Alliance Leader Yun."

"But what if its owner is not?"

Zhou Bai pulled up his sleeve with difficulty, and then used a knife to cut it hard, and a lot of blood flowed out.

Using blood is the only way to suppress the murderous aura of the dagger.

"If a person who is envied by everyone in the martial arts world doesn't say anything, no one will believe what he has done."

"No, or he doesn't bother to say it."

"He may not even know that the dagger he used casually has been collected by a family for two hundred years, and it has the wrong owner."

Zhou Bai gently stroked his hand with a knife, and suddenly wondered what the shopkeeper was hiding under the surface of calmness when he manipulated the dagger?

No, or what was Feng Wuhen thinking in his heart when he used this dagger to kill those evil people two hundred years ago?

She said that she wanted to let herself and the people around her taste the pain she had experienced. Was the pain she endured so much?

When she questioned whether she and others could bear those things, was she laughing in her heart that they were really a bunch of fools?

It turns out that there are some things that ordinary people really can't do.

It turns out that the shopkeeper's eyes that looked at them like fools when he said they couldn't bear it were not wrong at all.

It turns out that...

the shopkeeper has been holding back on them.

The events of two hundred years ago seemed to hide some things that ordinary people didn't know, and Zhou Bai also noticed it at this time.

However, he didn't want to think about it so much for the time being.

He only knew that the owner of the dagger that their Zhou family had always respected was not dead now, but still alive.

"It's really troublesome. I didn't expect to leave such a bad impression on me when we first met." Zhou Bai said with a wry smile, "This is not my intention. I don't know how to make up for it?"

The old senior of the Songshan School opposite him was still staring at him, and suddenly rushed up at a certain second.

"In that case, I'll take this as a test to see if Feng Wuhen will forgive me?" Zhou Bai looked coldly at the old man in front of him, and rushed up as well.

...

The door of the inn that had been closed for most of the day was finally opened. The moment it opened, many people around couldn't help but vomit.

A pool of blood slowly flowed out from the ground, outlining a bloody pattern.

While many people were still vomiting, they suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves from the street.

After a while, a few ordinary little constables came.

They pushed the crowd aside and walked into the inn, saying as they walked:

"What's the matter? I heard someone was making trouble? Who dares to make trouble here?"