Borrower

"In the middle of the night, I drank two ounces and borrowed a knife to kill someone." A flash of memories arose in Meng Tianya's mind. He recalled sitting on the eaves with his legs bent when he was a boy, his eyes filled with contempt for the gang of thieves at his feet. At that time, he could kill them with a single knife. But now this sword is in the hands of young Tang Yian, and it has already been stained with countless blood. It seems to be full of evil thoughts in the world, but it has been unable to advance even half a step forward with the help of sword skills. "The blade of the sword is three feet tall, and you can borrow the six desires!" The nature of a young man is to be impatient. Now he was going to find his father and stop everything in front of him, but the moon-stealing knife in his hand was like a soulless one, unable to take a step forward. He was panicked, he was anxious, but he was powerless. Meng Tianya turned his back and looked up at the blood moon hanging in the sky, but he never told the young man that the last level of the borrowed sword technique was to kill him!