The big man in the animal skin was silent, he vaguely remembered that when he stepped into the distance of four feet, it took nearly a hundred years.

Could it be that this Terran boy knows his master better than himself?

The beast skin man shook his head slightly, he knew that it was not for this reason, he knew his master, but he didn't understand the creature of the human race, or for a long time, he didn't understand it, until recently, he suddenly woke up.

At that time, he didn't understand the difference between his master killing and not killing the nine good people in the world, just because people wanted to fish for the destiny of heaven with good intentions?

He also didn't understand what the difference between his master killed the Ming Jun of that dynasty or not, just because he destroyed the dragon veins of the ten dynasties?

He also didn't understand why his master was sad after he had gone from the Holy Demon to the Demon and ambushed millions of corpses.

But then he realized that although all beings in the world have the right and freedom to eat meat, it would be great if he could leave a compassion and compassion to his heart.

He thought he was a demon and didn't understand this, in short, he didn't read much, and then he had some insight, and he understood, but this insight came too late, a whole thousand years late.

At this time, looking at Zhuang Xun, who was standing quietly four feet away, the beast skin man had some admiration, or only a person with a temperament could really understand his master's feelings.

Then, he watched Zhuang Xun take another step, this step was a little light, and a little heavy, the reason for the lightness was because the evil ghost knife intent was no longer the evil ghost knife intent, and the heavy reason was that the evil ghost knife intent didn't want others to know that it was not the evil ghost sword intent, it was just a thought in the heart of his master.

However, the big man in the animal skin understood that the white-robed young man who was now standing three feet away already knew his master's thoughts, so he walked like the wind and stood freely.

Zhuang Xun could feel the resistance of the evil ghost's sword intent, although it was pure, but because it was too pure, it didn't make people understand, this was an evil ghost, how could it be pure?

Zhuang Xun suddenly felt that although the soldier saint Wang Liang I was infamous, whether he killed the nine good people in the world or killed the Ming Jun of the Dynasty, there will inevitably be many people in the world who criticize him, but Wang Liang did not tell the truth, others think that he killed the good man and killed the good man, and others thought that he killed the Ming Jun and killed the Ming Jun.

But does he really not care?

Zhuang Xun shook his head slightly, under the calm and steady of the soldier saint Wang Liang, he also longed for others to understand, but he didn't expect that in the year he entered the demon from the saint, he made a heinous mistake, and he no longer had the face to yearn for the understanding of the world, and he was willing to bear the infamy of a lifetime.

"This evil ghost sword intent is actually the soldier saint Wang Liang tearing his chest open violently, so that the world can see whether this is a black heart or a fiery heart." Zhuang Xun sighed lightly.

There are only three zhang left, in fact, Zhuang Xun doesn't need to look to know what kind of heart it is, at most, it will be covered with dust.

He didn't go any further, but slowly stepped back.

The fur man was a little surprised: "Why don't you keep moving forward?" It's only three feet away from that sword intent. ”

Zhuang Xun shook his head slightly, "No one really likes their scars to be seen, if you understand, then understand, follow the wind, follow the rain." ”

At this time, Zhuang Xun walked to the small door again, looking at the cold moon knife inserted in the door, for some reason, he suddenly had the feeling of seeing an old friend.

Perhaps, in those days, he was able to understand the soldier saint Wang Liang from beginning to end, and he was the only one who followed him to kill the good people in the world, slaughter the Ming monarch of the dynasty, enter the demon from the saint, and ambush the cold moon knife with millions of corpses.

"Actually, your master has been liberated." Zhuang Xun turned back to the beast skin big man and said.

"Huh?" The beast-skinned man looked surprised, because he didn't know what Zhuang Xun was talking about.

Zhuang Xun smiled and didn't speak again, but looked at the Cold Moon Knife.

Because there was this Cold Moon Knife stuck in this door, and because Zhuang Xun knew that the only one who could understand the Soldier Saint King Liang was this Cold Moon Knife, which was said at that time.

He left the knife behind, which also shows that he has given up his attachment, or he has attained liberation.

As the beast skin man said before, if someone asked the soldier saint Wang Liang to redeem him, then this person must understand Wang Liang and can be regarded as having a confidant.

When Zhuang Xun held the handle of the Cold Moon Knife again, he no longer had the feeling of holding an ordinary stone before, and he felt a warm current.

This is very strange, as the name suggests, the cold moon knife, is cold, is the cold moon, is the lock Qingqiu, how can it not be linked to the warm current, but Zhuang Xun's feeling at the moment, that is the warm current, maybe for others, this is a cold breath and even a killing atmosphere, but for him, this is the warm current, the warm current of understanding.

"No one can get this knife if it is changed, if you use brute force, then the Cold Moon Knife will break itself, this is ingenuity, a unique knife."

At this time, Zhuang Xun slowly pulled out the knife, and the blade was already rusty, because the knife had been indifferent for too long.

However, when Zhuang Xun slowly pulled it out, the rust on the blade slowly fell off, like a lotus blooming, filled with golden light.

"Go and tell those who look like they are sloppy that the sun is shining and rising."

"Ding" A sonorous metal echo sound, the cold moon knife is shaped like a cold moon, cold and out of control, Zhuang Xun holding the cold moon in his hand, Xiao is killing and quiet.

The animal skin man was full of shock, and the real fairy woman was also extremely surprised, but she didn't expect that it was only half a day, and Zhuang Xun pulled out the Cold Moon Knife, which was really incredible.

"You...... Did you pull it out? The big man in the animal skin pointed at Zhuang Xun, his tone was a little trembling, this is really more popular than people, he has pulled it out for a thousand years, and he has used all the strength to eat milk, and he has not been able to pull it out.

This guy was pulled out in less than half a day, isn't this a person who is more popular than a dead person, or what?

"Of course you can't pull it out with brute force." Zhuang Xun said lightly.

"I have a brain, too!" The big man in the animal skin retorted loudly.

Zhuang Xun shrugged his shoulders, which seemed to say, do you have brains?

"Forget it! Just pull it out! Just pull it out! ”

The big man in the animal skin didn't care about it, it was good to know that it was a person who was more popular than a dead person, because his mind was on the back of the small stone door at the moment, and he was very curious about what was inside the stone gate.

"First of all, I know that you must be more powerful now that you have the Cold Moon Knife, but the master often says that you want to repay your kindness, you have to know that you have the opportunity to pull out this knife I gave you a chance." The big man in the animal skin looked vigilant.

"What do you want to say?" Zhuang Xun's face was full of helplessness, what did this guy think of himself?

"The things in the door, if I'm not interested, forget it, all the things I can use are mine, there are so many things, I can give you a little." The animal skin big man said righteously.