Chapter Seventy-Nine: I'm a Poisoned Milk

"No, sister, I really believe it!" Zhang Ming hurriedly said flatteringly.

Irelia glanced at Zhang Ming, "Hehe, I don't believe it myself, let alone you!" ”

"Uh......" Zhang Ming was speechless for a moment, it turned out that this sister didn't believe it herself.

"Well, don't lament, in fact your weapon can be said to lack vitality, because it has no spirit of its own. You'll feel like that's missing something. Irelia said to Zhang Ming faintly.

"So what am I going to do?" Zhang Ming asked puzzled.

Irelia glanced at Zhang Ming, and said faintly: "This is simple, take your knife and keep killing, if you kill more, he will have spirituality, but this spirit is a fierce spirit, and it is possible to kill the master at any time." ”

"Uh, sister, can we not go crooked!" Zhang Ming exclaimed, Irelia's answer really scared him.

Irelia glared, slapped Zhang Ming's head, and said unhappily: "Who said that this is a crooked way, this is how my weapon is generated!" ”

Irelia took out her soul blade, Zhang Ming took a closer look, and found that this sword seemed to be alive, but where was it so fierce as Irelia said. Zhang Ming asked puzzledly: "Sister, you said that your weapon is a spirit that appears in the midst of killing, but why is there no trace of ferocity?" ”

"Oh, you say this, then I'll show you it." As she spoke, Irelia let go of her sword-gripping hand.

After Irelia let go of her hand, Zhang Ming suddenly felt a very irritable consciousness, this consciousness continued to erode Zhang Ming, Zhang Ming's whole person seemed to fall into the sea of corpses and blood, in this illusion of the corpse mountain and sea of blood, Zhang Ming constantly experienced killing and being killed, which seemed to be an endless reincarnation.

Slowly, Zhang Ming's consciousness became a little collapsed, and a voice whispered in his ear, "Come, pick up the sword in front of you, yes, that's it, that's it, now take the sword and stab yourself, you won't feel pain, and you will be greeted with endless happiness." ”

Seeing Zhang Ming's strange appearance, Irelia hurriedly put away her weapon, woke up Zhang Ming, who was still immersed in pain, and said lightly: "What's the matter, is my sword fierce?" ”

"......Huh, sister, your sword is so fierce, I can't control it at all! You almost didn't drive me crazy just now! Zhang Ming woke up from the illusion, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and took a deep breath.

Irelia glanced at Zhang Ming, and said faintly: "It's okay to drive you crazy, just now I picked up my sword and was about to commit suicide!" ”

"Uh, no!" Zhang Ming looked at Irelia and suddenly exclaimed.

Irelia nodded faintly, "That's it, you were planning to kill yourself just now." ”

"That sister, I think I still don't want spirituality, sometimes mutilation is also a kind of beauty, it's good, it's good." Zhang Ming said with a weak heart, he was afraid of that kind of murderer, and he could kill him in seconds.

Irelia smiled and said teasingly: "Boy, what are you afraid of, I didn't see you afraid when I killed someone just now, why are you cowardly in the face of a weapon now." ”

"Who's cowardly, I just don't want to kill too much, it's not good." Zhang Ming said far-fetchedly.

"Stinky boy, you still dare to say that you don't want to kill, I don't know who just slaughtered an army of thousands of people!" Irelia looked at Zhang Ming with disdain and said, Zhang Ming turned around and pretended that he hadn't heard.

Irelia cut off, and said a little unhappily: "Why are you boring, you won't even let me make a joke, forget it, sue you, in fact, there is another kind of likeness, you bring the knife on your body, let it absorb your life force at all times, and it should be able to give birth to spirituality in about a few decades, this is actually the life force required for the birth of spirituality in the weapon is paid off at one time." ”

"Well, it's going to be decades!" Zhang Ming suddenly lost interest when he heard that it would take decades, and he might not be able to make a few weapons in these decades.

Zhang Ming suddenly realized a very important thing, just now Irelia seemed to say that the knife can absorb enough life force to give birth to spirituality, right? Zhang Ming hurriedly asked Irelia "Sister, if I ask you something, is it enough for my vitality?" ”

"yes, but there isn't that much vitality for you to use." Irelia said lightly.

When Zhang Ming heard Irelia's answer, a happy color suddenly appeared on his face, this question is not a problem for himself. I am a person who can use my life.

Zhang Ming walked quickly to Brand's side, looked at Brand, who was still alive, and said lightly: "Man, borrow your vitality and use it, you will die anyway!" ”

Ignoring Brand's resentful gaze, Zhang Ming pressed his right hand on the top of Brand's head and shouted softly, "Life deprivation." ”

A huge vitality was extracted from Brand's body by Zhang Ming, and Brand suddenly began to age continuously, and the whole person changed from a man in the prime of life to an old man in the twilight. Zhang Ming smiled secretly, he was really a poisonous milk.

Irelia was stunned for a moment when she saw this scene, how could anyone do this! Irelia asked Zhang Ming intermittently, "You...... What are you...... How...... Do it! ”

"Uh, how did you do that?" Zhang Ming looked at Irelia puzzled and said.

"It's Brand's life force, how did you pull it out?" Irelia said faintly, this was the first time she had seen someone who could directly extract the vitality of others.

Zhang Ming suddenly realized, "Oh, you said this." I can do it from the beginning, but this ability is too weak, except for dealing with people who are weaker than me. Everything else can only be a cheat! Facing opponents who are stronger than me, you have to make contact with the figure to draw, you say this is not a waste. ”

Irelia looked at the scolding Zhang Ming and was speechless, Irelia was silent for a while, and said to Zhang Ming faintly: "This is still a waste? This is the first time I've seen the law of life that can extract the vitality of others, and I have to say that you are really a pervert. ”

"Uh, what do I have!" Zhang Ming heard Irelia say that he was a pervert, and immediately said unhappily.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, you go get your own knife, my sister is going to relax!" With that, Irelia left without looking back. Only the speechless Zhang Ming and the dying Brand were left in the empty streets.

Zhang Ming sighed secretly and said to himself: "Isn't it just that you can extract vitality, as for this?" Could it be that the law of life can only be used as milk? What Zhang Ming didn't know was that he really said the truth when he said it casually, the law of life is that you can only be a wet nurse, and that's the case.

Zhang Ming held the long knife in one hand, and slowly injected life energy into the long knife with the other, and after about ten minutes, the powerful vitality that Zhang Ming drew from Brand had been fully infused into the long knife by Zhang Ming.

The long knife that received this powerful vitality shone with this brilliant green light, and the whole knife seemed to be made of jade, and this green light was nothing else, it was the color of Brand's vitality blooming.

Gradually, the vitality was absorbed by the long knife, and the blade was restored to its previous whiteness. The whole knife still hasn't changed.

Just when Zhang Ming was puzzled, he only felt that the long knife in his hand suddenly trembled, and the frequency of this tremor was like a heartbeat, and he saw a knife rising from the blade of the knife, cutting the white clouds in the sky into two parts. Zhang Ming suddenly understood that this was the birth of the consciousness of the knife, announcing his arrival to the world.

Zhang Ming gently stroked the long knife, and said lightly to the long knife: "Since your first sword is to slash into the sky, then I will tell you to cut the sky!" ”

The long knife trembled, and there was a knife sound, and two seal characters "Chopping Hollow" appeared faintly on the hilt, and it seemed that Chopping Hollow agreed with this name.

Zhang Ming inserted the slash into the scabbard on his waist, and suddenly the slash trembled restlessly, Zhang Ming pressed the hilt of the slash and said lightly: "Don't worry, there will be a day when you will fight in the future." After Zhang Ming finished speaking, the originally trembling Chopping Hollow settled down, it seems that this Chopping Hollow is also a militant.

Zhang Ming looked at Brand who was dying on the side, and suddenly sighed. Zhang Ming said lightly: "Forget it, I'll give you a good time, since you have been asking me for this flame, then I will use it to give you a ride now." ”

Zhang Ming threw this white flame onto Brand's body, and the flame instantly wrapped around Brand's body, and the less energy in Brand's body, the more intense it became. However, even if Brand was drained of life by Zhang Ming, his body was still the body of a high-ranking god, so Brand's body was not burned into ashes, but only into a piece of charcoal.