Trinket held it in his left hand and drew it from its sheath.As he did so, he felt a breath of cold air strike him in the face.
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- 韦小宝左手握住剑柄,拔了出来,只觉一股寒气扑面而至,鼻中一酸,“阿乞”一声,打了个喷嚏,再看那匕首时,剑身如墨,半点光泽也没有。