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The voice behind him sounded, and he didn't look back, suppressing his surging mood at the moment, and involuntarily wanted to touch this pen, full of ancient vicissitudes, the blend of life and death.

"Let's bleed."

Gently turned her head hesitantly, looked at Leng Wuxin who was standing behind her, her lips moved, and she didn't say a word, she nodded heavily, and her hand was still holding the high-grade spirit stone that had become gray and dull, and it slashed her palm, and there was a pain in her palm.

The blood stains in the palm of her hand overflowed with blood, and the moment her hand touched the body of the pen, she saw the flowers blooming and falling, the cycle of life and death, as if after thousands of years of life and death, her eyes were closed, and she fell into a special state.

The spring breeze hits, the land sprouts young life, after decades of wind and rain, the summer is luxuriant, the autumn is weak, the winter is dark, and the spring is full of new shoots, day after day, year after year.

"Yin and yang poles, the netherworld is the main yin, the life is the main yang, yin and yang are integrated, the cycle of life and death, and life and death are judged."

A solemn voice sounded, close at hand, Gentle felt that her body was very relaxed, and her childish voice had been lingering in her ears, and Gentle's heart was peaceful.

"My Lord, give me a name."

"The cycle of life and death, judging life and death...... That's called ...... Judge...... Official...... Pen. ”

Wen Rou suddenly fell down with the pen in his hand, looked at Wen Rou who fell to the ground in surprise, quickly helped him up, entered his thoughts, and saw that she was just asleep, so he was relieved.

"I don't know if sealing this water spirit and wood spirit inside will cause any problems, but there should be no problem...... "After all, it is refined by infiltrating it with gentle blood.

Leng Wuxin helped Gentleness up, only to hear her mutter, his body stiffened, Gentleness rubbed on him like a child seeking warmth, adjusted his position and fell asleep.

"I really don't know what to do with you, Zining, this child's personality is too much like you, but with her, you will also have someone to inherit, and I can let go of revenge." Leng Wuxin looked at the gentleness who was sleeping peacefully, and even breathing came from under the veil.

Outside the cave, the night breeze blew through the silent forest, and the cave on the cliff was surrounded by the breath of the cave, and the plants began to grow, becoming more and more green and thick.

When the first rays of the morning sun illuminated the still somewhat gloomy sky, winter had passed, and spring had quietly arrived, a figure sat at the entrance of the cave, opened his eyes, and the indifferent expression on his face was so cold, handsome but ruthless, he stood up and patted the dust off his clothes at will.

"You've been asleep for a month, aren't you awake?"

Stepping into the cave, the delicate shadow curled, her body continued to exude a fresh breath of life, and the tender grass that rose around rendered the entire cave green, and with her even breathing, the plants in the entire cave were swaying.

"Hmm......" A slight moan sounded, her delicate body trembled, her eyelids lifted, and the freshness of life on her body disappeared in an instant. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, the coldness of the depths of which was as sharp as a blade.

"Brother Wuxin, early~" She raised her head and showed a blank smile, looking a little silly.

Leng Wuxin narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, there was some cold killing intent in the depths of his gentle and dark eyes, but there was a spring-like tenderness on his face, and after a long time, he looked at her and asked, "You have been sleeping for a month." ”

"A month?" Looking at him in shock and gentleness, she gasped deeply, "I thought it was just a dream, but I didn't expect it to be a month." ”

"Dreams?" Leng Wuxin responded while surveying gentleness with his divine thoughts, but found that he couldn't see through her cultivation at all, and he didn't speak, waiting quietly for her to speak.

The killing intent in the gentle eyes turned into a trace of confusion: "I dreamed of two very young children, but they were exactly the same as when I was a child, they told me that I was their master, and then the scene flickered, and I saw a very old battlefield, there were many people, no, and there were not people, they fought each other, blood...... The entire battlefield was filled, and the breath of death permeated the entire space, and I was not the slightest afraid, and the killing intent and death aura of those wars poured into my body. I saw a lot of people worshipping me, but it seemed that after many years, I could only watch people come and go, from the crowds to the birds and beasts, and there were a lot of life breaths and good thoughts in my body. Then the two different breaths in the body began to merge, and the two children swallowed the two breaths into their stomachs and began to fight. ”

"Later, I felt the impact of the two slowing down, and a red light rushed into the two, and the two breaths began to merge under the intervention of the red light, turning into a pen with the name ...... Judge's pen. ”

She murmured, her eyes clear, as if she had an epiphany.

"Battle word formula, new word recipe ......"

She bent an arc, sometimes indifferent and sometimes kind, cold and unintentional, more and more frightened, this Nizi's comprehension is too strong.

"Master, take me a move!"

She turned around and waved her snow-white fingertips out of thin air, each stroke contained a powerful killing intent, and the black words appeared in the air.

"Go!"

The black sleepiness turned into black light and went straight to Leng Wuxin, Leng Wuxin didn't dodge, there was a kind of body imprisoned, but it was a pity that this cultivation was not deep, but this killing intent was simply chilling.

Feeling that the word "sleepy" disappeared in his body, Gentle was not disappointed, and raised his long neck: "My strength is not enough, if I use the judge's pen, I have a kind of self-confidence, and I have the ability to fight at the peak of the foundation building period." ”

"What level of cultivation are you now?"

For Leng Wuxin's words, it was very strange to be gentle: "Master, you can't see through?" I'm only in the middle of the foundation building period. ”

"I can't see through your cultivation." Leng Wuxin replied nonchalantly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Probably thanks to it." A pen appeared in Gentle's hand, the size of an ordinary brush, and she fiddled with it, showing a hint of love on her face, "Judge pen, judge life and death, the way of killing, the way of life." ”

"What's deep?" A burst of chestnuts blossomed on Gentle's head, and to hell with the perception of seeing through the red dust and life and death in his eyes, Gentleness flattened his mouth and touched his head aggrievedly: "I didn't pretend to be deep, it was Xiao An and Xiao Sha who said it." ”

"Xiao An and Xiao Sha?" Leng Wuxin looked at her inexplicably, but saw Gentle and snickered: "I just got the names for those two children~"

"You're talking about the two children in your dreams?"

"Of course, is it still my child?" Gently shrugged her shoulders, it seemed to be a lot easier, Leng Wuxin was a little speechless, the former naturally took Leng Wuxin's hand, Leng Wuxin could see the lingering indifference in the depths of her eyes turned into a wave of warmth, reflecting his face, such closeness, he was a little uneasy for a while.

looked at him gently, expectantly: "Brother Wuxin, what do you think of the effect of my battle word technique?" ”

Leng Wuxin's chaotic mind quickly converged and whispered: "It's okay to deal with the same level, why is it called the Battle Word Formula?" It's just that the body is imprisoned. ”

Looking at him gently, her eyes suddenly became strange, and she muttered: "I haven't used a killing move yet, if it does, hum~"

"Good! Then I'll give it a try. He took the opportunity to break away from his tenderly intertwined arms, coughed calmly, and looked at her, "Use your weapon." ”

Gently laughed dryly, scratched the back of his head, and was a little embarrassed: "Brother Wuxin, are you sure?" ”

"Just make a shot." Leng Wuxin thought that she was worried that she wouldn't be able to take it, but she saw her eyes widen and puffed out her cheeks: "I can't urge the judge pen at all now, how can I use it?" ”

The corners of Leng Wuxin's mouth twitched: "Then what are you taking it out for?" ”

"Uh...... Didn't you ask me why you couldn't see through my cultivation, so I took it out and explained it to you? The latter was extremely innocent, but he also asked seriously, what else can Leng Wuxin say in the face of such tenderness?

Without waiting for him to speak, she gently put away the judge's pen, swiped her fingertips, and began to write in the air again, with each stroke, every stroke, the sonorous and indifferent killing intent began to condense in her fingertips, and with each stroke, the true qi in her body quickly gathered over.

"Battle word trick, kill!" A bone-chilling chill burst out at her fingertips, and the "kill" rushed straight towards Leng Wuxin, and she felt the cold killing intent in her face.

Leng Wuxin casually flicked the sleeve robe, the word "kill" was easily broken, and the gentleness was shocked to take two steps back, looking at the dissipated word "kill", this time she was a little disappointed, she exhaled, sat on the ground, muffled herself, and began to breathe and breathe.

"Awkward?" Leng Wuxin was dumbfounded, he could see that it was just these few comparisons, but the true qi consumed was greater than the previous sleepiness.

"No, it's just that I suddenly found my weakness, my cultivation is too low, just this one, I'm exhausted, my true qi is exhausted all of a sudden, and even my spirit is a little tired."

"You created this battle word recipe yourself?"

"Well, everything I experienced in my dream feels so real, so real that I can feel everyone's emotions, and then before I know it, I evolved into a battle word formula, but I can't use the word trick at all, I'm afraid it's because the cultivation is not enough." When she opened her eyes, there was a little helplessness in her eyes.

"That's good, you need to practice well."

As he spoke, he tucked the sleeve of his coat behind him, which had a corroded burnt gray fist-sized hole.

It's such a strong killing intent, such a strong corrosive force, but it's a pity that this dress is also a high-grade Taoist weapon that I prefer.

On the other hand, Wen Wen was holding the judge's pen in one hand and pointing to her chin at the other, as if she was thinking about something.