The voice of the old way of broken fingers made Lin Hao's heart tighten and stare at the old way of broken fingers.

"is your knife a magic weapon?" The old man with broken fingers stared at the soul devouring knife, and the greedy color in his eyes flashed away.

"artifact?!" The old man with big nose was startled. He immediately put his eyes on the soul eating knife, and checked it secretly with his divine sense. After a while, the old man with big nose nodded his head and said with surprise, "it's really a fairy ware. Moreover, judging from its appearance, its grade is not low."

"before I...