A chill rose straight from the soles of his feet, reached his spine in an instant, and left the middle of his back cold, as though an icy snake lay against it...
Fang Yinuo's eyes went utterly fixed.
He turned the flying knife over and over, staring so hard his eyes nearly crossed!
Was it? Was it?
Oh, my heavenly goose...
Please, please don't let it be!
The bloody glow inside seemed just a tiny bit fainter...
But it looked so much like it. No matter how I looked at it, it was that one...
Fang Yinuo jumped up. Ignoring Zuo Xiaoduo's muttered curses, he reached down, snatched a rat out of the ground, and plunged the flying knife into its belly.
Then Fang Yinuo's eyes went fixed again, staring blankly!
He stared at the rat with a terror that penetrated his very marrow.
-the rat's flesh and blood had vanished the instant the blade struck, sucked away by the Dragon Blood Flying Knife until only a dried corpse remained!
The dried corpse twitched as though in a nervous spasm, then fell apart, like a rotten rat that had been dead for ages and had already decayed completely...
Fang Yinuo went ice-cold all over.
It really was that knife!
At that moment, Fang Yinuo wanted to cry-and to die!
I've encountered my nightmare again...
There hadn't been any movement all these years. I'd once thought I could escape it.
But this time, I was the one who'd seized this knife with such swagger and held it in my hand...
Oh, Heaven, oh, earth, how could my luck be this rotten? Even the Shaman God had abandoned me...
"You're fucking dead..."
Zuo Xiaoduo muttered curses. "You dared use my flying knife to kill a rat... You've insulted this flying knife... Just