Desire, although there are selfish desires, there are also a lot of real feelings.

The black-robed monster shook his head like a rattle, and the hat on his head finally slipped off, revealing his bright head: "The black robe is no longer alive without the boss." ”

This is not just sensationalism, and besides, he doesn't have the ability to do it. It is relying on the mana of the boy so that he will not be bullied, if the boy dies, then he will not fall into a desperate situation again.

Putting aside these gains and losses, simply standing in the direction of emotion, and getting along for so long, the black robe definitely doesn't want to see that happen.

The boy's voice was hoarse: "I really want to let me go." "The tragic fate of the beggars lies in the fact that they are a medium, a medium that connects the Three Realms, and they live for others all their lives. In the end, even life and death cannot be decided by oneself.

"Do it, I have no complaints. No matter what the black-robed monster says, the boy's mind has been decided. After scheming, although he turned into a bamboo basket to draw water, he still had such a chance to be liberated, and there was no reason why he would not insist.

The sword spirit could not be freed precisely because the evil qi of the fish intestines was too heavy, and it firmly locked him. Now, if you use the inherently heavy fish intestines to completely destroy the inherently immortal beggar's life chart, both of them should be reduced to ashes.

At that time, the fish intestines were no longer there, and the sword spirit would naturally be able to obtain the long-awaited freedom.

The swordsman suddenly figured out something, life is indeed worth cherishing, and many people go against their wishes just to save a life. However, when life becomes a burden, a bondage, liberation is the true way to seek freedom.

Countless black evil qi poured out of the fish intestine sword, and if you looked closely, you could see that in the surging black cloud-like evil qi, there was actually some none, not obvious colored light.

"Poof", the swordsman couldn't stand the powerful power surge, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, all of which were sprinkled on the fish intestines.

When the bone elves saw this, they wanted to come over. The swordsman gritted his teeth: "Don't come here, it's just a little bit." "Yes, it's just a little bit closer, just a little bit, and the fish intestine can achieve his desired effect with the boy.

Manipulating the fish intestine itself is already a difficult thing, it not only has sufficient spiritual power, but also boundless evil energy. This time, all the power contained in it needs to be exported together to offset the life chart of the boy.

All kinds of lights were in full bloom in the cave for a while, and they seemed to have only seen this kind of light when they were in the duel between the Martial God Altar and Chiyou. It can be seen that the interaction between the two is really strong enough.

There was a loud bang, and the aftermath of the cave continued, and everyone was all knocked to the ground. In the dark cave, all the original candle flames were extinguished under the mutual tearing of various spiritual powers, but the cave at this time was not dark, and even as bright as day.

Powder-like dots of light float around the corners.

"What just happened...... the black robe still didn't know why there was such a big movement in the few words of conversation between the boss and the red-haired boy. He's really slow.

"Boss?" the black robe's voice trembled uncontrollably, and when he found that the boss had indeed disappeared, he lowered his head and began to whimper and sob.

What is fear? It is accustomed to the companionship and protection of a person, and that person suddenly disappears one day. The black robe was sad, but his facial features gradually became clear from a chaotic piece.

That face, the countless scars, and the marks of the raging fire, that's why he never showed his true face. It seems that there seems to be a sad past in this Soul Eater Valley.

However, at the moment, the swordsman was not in the mood to care about the idle affairs of the Soul Devouring Valley at all, he looked at the sword spirit fixedly: "You are free......"

From now on, there will never be fish intestines again, and he doesn't have to worry about any loss of control and backlash every time he wants to draw his sword and swing it. It's obviously a thing worth celebrating, but why do you have unspeakable sadness in your heart?

"Boy, you ......" Although the sword spirit is a spirit body, it still maintains the physical state when it died, the image of an old man. The old man's voice was already low and hoarse, but now his voice sounded more and more pronounced.

"Don't you want to go, the freedom will be given back to you. The swordsman turned to look at the debris on the ground, "Besides, you don't have anything to attach to now." ”

The sword spirit walked out of the cave, and the sunlight outside was just right, perhaps because of the previous contractual relationship with the ancient sword, which made him not afraid of the sun and could walk in the sun like a normal person.

Even though the fish's intestines were now crippled, his spirit remained unaffected.

From now on, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the mountains are high and the waters are long, and it is truly free. Although there is an unconcealable loneliness in my heart, it is more about the expectation of the future. The sword spirit knows very well that he has always been a person who knows what he wants, and he will not be swayed by unnecessary feelings.

Just like now, when the fate with that kid arrives, they will get together, whether they are together all the way, or they know each other for a while, it is all natural. Then the fate is scattered, and they each go to find their own lives, and there is nothing to sigh about.

Sword Spirit thinks so, but some people don't. The black robe in the cave was all exposed in front of people, and eighty percent couldn't stand the impact of his heart, so he rushed all the way into the dense forest in the valley, and it was difficult to find a trace.

"Oops! The swordsman slapped his palm on the back of his head, patronizing and lamenting the waste of the fish intestines and the departure of the sword spirit. He had forgotten the bet between the bone elves and the black robes.

"What's wrong?" the bone elf who offered the bet didn't think of anything either, and was even much slower than the swordsman.

"We forgot to ask him where the antidote was. "The swordsman naturally knows that he should call it a quota poison, but at the moment there are no outsiders at all, so naturally he doesn't need to worry about those. Besides, if you take a mouthful of "poison", you always feel inappropriate in your heart.

"Hey. The bone elf sighed, showing the same psychology as the swordsman: "We've found it ourselves." ”

It was the boy and the boy who joined forces to invade Chang'an, so it proves that the source of the poison should be in the hands of the boy. Since the cave is here, and this is the center of the entire Soul Eater Valley, it is believed that the antidote herbs must be nearby.

Wu Man'er looked at Wu Feng's wife and daughter, who were in a very bad state, and deeply understood that if she delayed any longer, she was afraid that she would be hopeless, so she had to say goodbye to the swordsman and the bone elf: "Let's go first, the matter of herbs can't help." ”

The swordsman shook his head: "Quickly take them back to the Shenmu Forest, look at the situation of this mother and daughter, they are about to be unable to hold on." ”

The bone elves also kept echoing: "Yes, you guys go quickly." ”

There was nothing to feel guilty about! When Wu Man'er said this, the bone elf was a little uncomfortable.

Clusters of wild flowers and weeds were scattered around the cave, and the swordsman was a little anxious: "There are so many, how can you find them!"

"Why don't you go and get the black robe back?" the bone elf raised an eyebrow.