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"Eighteen million, a whole eighteen million!" Zhang Ye himself was also excited by what he said, and he remembered the atrocities of the Wind Country against the Dragon Kingdom very clearly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

What is the concept of eighteen million? Hongmeng couldn't have imagined, she sat on the ground with a puff, it turned out that the so-called magic sword was nothing compared to these Wind Country people.

"To this day, the citizens of this country, almost everyone, are complacent about the atrocities of those years! Every year, they worship the heroic god who sacrificed their executioners who died in that war. “

"Tell me, such a country, do they all deserve to die?" Zhang Ye asked.

"Damn it!" Red Dream replied without hesitation.

"Therefore, killing people is not necessarily an evil deed, killing the person who should be killed is the greatest good deed, the reason why the magic sword has always been called the magic sword, is not because there is a demon in the sword, but because there is a demon in the heart of the sword man. The so-called Demon Sword Devourer is actually the Heart Demon Devourer! Zhang Ye made a long speech, and he was stunned for a while.

He continued: "If the magic sword is used by me, I will justify it, and one day people will call it the sword of kings, the sword of overlords." “

Hongmeng looked at him deeply: "I hope what you said is true, if there is such a day, I will thank you very much!" “

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Ye to react, the whole person turned into a red light and escaped into the magic sword.

"Hey, don't go, chat with me, it's so boring to be alone!" Zhang Ye was so anxious that he shouted loudly, but it didn't make any difference.

"I can't fully trust you just yet, but I'm willing to try, rest assured, I won't be there again until you leave here." The voice of Hongmeng came from the magic sword, which seemed to be not as cold as before, and the corners of Zhang Ye's mouth hooked up a smile.

Since she stopped talking, Zhang Ye once again entered into thinking about what "virtuality" was!

False...... Empty!

Void is emptiness?

What is Null? Space?

"Space, space......" Zhang Ye seemed to have an understanding, and casually picked up the huge magic sword and lifted it up.

"Zila!" With a bang, the demon was surrounded by a burst of electric snakes, which was a huge electric charge generated by the friction between the giant sword and the air, which was not very lethal for the master.

Zhang Ye shook his head, although he thought of what this style of sword intent was, but at the same time as swinging the sword, the perfect combination of sword intent and sword qi could make it possible to practice this style, and now he is still very far away.

Zhang Ye practiced a few more times, but seeing that it didn't work, he decided to wait for Tianming to ask Lan Meng.

For those of them who cultivated, time passed very quickly, and soon it was seven o'clock again, the magic sword trembled slightly, and Lan Meng arrived as scheduled.

"Childe, Xiaomeng accidentally fell asleep, please forgive me!" Lan Meng didn't seem to know about Red Dream's existence, every time Red Dream appeared, she thought that she had accidentally fallen asleep, but Zhang Ye didn't plan to tell her about Red Dream.

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "It's okay, you can sleep whenever you want." However, I thought about it for a day yesterday and finally got an idea of that sword......"

Zhang Ye told Lan Meng about his perception of "space", and Lan Meng was very happy and said: "Childe is really a peerless genius, he has already touched the door so quickly. The sword intent of this sword is indeed to perceive the inherent weakness in the space with the mind. “

"When the sword is out, let the sword fit into the space, each sword attacks not the enemy, but the space where the enemy is located, breaking the sky, breaking the void, opening the sky, when other people's goals are you, your target is already the sky, and at the level, it is more than one percent higher than ordinary swordsmanship."

Zhang Ye suddenly realized: "Hahaha, this coincides with the inspirational speeches of some success masters in our secular world, when your goal is higher than others, you may not be able to reach it, but your achievements are enough for others to look up to." ”

"When my sword intent is to cut through the space, I may not be able to cut through the space, but it is enough to cut the people in the space."

Although Lan Meng didn't understand what the success master in Zhang Ye's mouth was, she still understood the latter words, and nodded: "Actually, until today, I haven't practiced this sword to the fullest, and after this sword is completed, it will inevitably be able to break through the space and reach the upper realm." ”

"I didn't expect that Childe, it only took more than a day to find the clue, as long as he continues to cultivate, when the Heaven is opened and the sword style is completed, it will be the day when Childe breaks through the sky and soars." Lan Meng said with great certainty.

Zhang Ye nodded, looked at Xiao Meng, who was dressed in blue and looked like a fairy in Linbo, and said gently: "Little Meng, thank you!" “

Lan Mengqiao's face flushed: "Childe is now the master of the magic sword, that is, the master of Xiaomeng, why do you need to be so polite!" “

Zhang Ye shook his head and said, "Xiaomeng, you are wrong, I am not your master!" “

A panicked look appeared on Lan Meng's face: "Childe, did Xiaomeng do something wrong, don't you want Xiaomeng anymore?" “

Zhang Ye smiled: "How come? I just want to say that I am not your master, and you are not my slave, but we are friends and companions! “

Lan Meng's eyes were a little moist, since the advent of the magic sword, there have been several masters, there are immortals who disdain her, and there are demons who have bad intentions towards her, but no one has ever regarded her as a friend or a partner.

Thousands of years of waiting, the reincarnation of fate, could it be that he is the man who can free himself from the shackles of the magic sword?

"Childe, you're so good to Xiaomeng! Little Dream ...... Xiaomeng is just a sword spirit! Speaking of this, Lan Meng, who was surrounded by spirits, had tears in his eyes.

Zhang Ye wanted to wipe it, but the tears turned into light and flew back into the magic sword.

"Little dream, believe me, one day, I will definitely restore you to your body." Zhang Ye said firmly.

Lan Meng looked at him quietly for a long time before asking, "Childe, do you like Xiaomeng?" “

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Lan Meng's slightly disappointed face, he finally let go of his heart, stretched out his hand, and hugged her spirit body into his arms.

"Xiaomeng, you are so well-behaved, how many people in this world can refuse to like you? I can't do it anyway! “

Zhang Ye murmured affectionately, what about the sword spirit? What about non-humans? At least her kindness, her innocence, and her trust are all so real.

Lan was still crying, and the tears slipped down again, but this time it was tears of happiness.

Thousands of years ago, when the country was broken, the first sorcerer of the Northern Zhao Kingdom once gave her a hexagram and left four proverbs: Although death is difficult to enter reincarnation, good and evil will have no regrets. A thousand years is like a dream, because of love.

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