There is a broken knife buried in the crack of the wall of Qingshi City.
No one cared about it for sixteen years.
Until a young man knocked the brick on the back of his head.
The rust on the knife ate his blood, and he spat out a voice:
"... Go to Bluestone City and don't look back."
From then on, there was a half-named broken sword, a dusty small town, and two extremely poor teenagers.
One is responsible for cutting and the other is responsible for calculating.
One is responsible for climbing to the sky, and the other is responsible for guiding the way.
No one knows that what is sealed in the broken knife is more than just the sword's intention.
There is also the last page where the Xu family is wiped out.
——Half a sword, a wall, three black shadows, echoing for a lifetime.
