"What's wrong with you, boss?"

"Boss, are you talking?"

"Why don't I tell you a bad joke?"

"Once upon a time there was a monk who went out without pants......"

The black knife chattered endlessly in Han Xing's mind, and his tone was extremely flattering.

Han Xing was still in a state of confusion, and after listening to three cold jokes, he finally came back to his senses.

"You are the demon sealed in this knife?"

The black knife was suddenly unhappy: "Boss, what are you talking about, where am I the devil?" Have you ever seen a devil who tells bad jokes? ”

"......" Han Xing's heart is galloping.

The black knife demon continued to chatter: "Boss, how about you listen to this joke, once upon a time there were two people, the elder brother was called Ah Wen, and the younger brother was called Ah Wu, one day Ah Wu was lost, Ah Wen went to find Ah Wu, and as a result, their village was in trouble......"

The black knife demon stopped halfway through speaking, Han Xing waited for a while, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked, "And then?" Why is it a wolf? ”

"Because Ah Wen is shouting Ah Wu, ahh......h

Han Xing tugged at the corners of his mouth, this joke is really cold......

"Why are you calling me Boss?" Han Xing didn't want to listen to its nonsense, so he quickly asked.

The black knife demon looked awe-inspired, and said, "Because I am deeply impressed by your unique Yushu Linfeng temperament, I am ready to let go of everything, recognize you as a big brother, and follow you." ”

“…… I just want a knife. ”

The black knife demon quickly changed his words: "Then I will turn into a knife and follow you!" ”

"You were originally a knife ......"

The Black Knife Demon was a little gloomy: "...... Am I a knife? ”

Han Xing's expression was dazed, and he said angrily: "Devil, suffer death!" ”

He didn't know why this demon in the black knife was bewitching him with crazy words, but Shizuka was still lying in the meditation room, and the bloody reality was in front of him.

This thing must be killed in order to obtain a pure knife.

The surging sword intent suddenly erupted.

The blades in the room buzzed.

Han Xing seemed to feel that he had heard the night howl of a hundred ghosts, and he was angry.

Han Xing covered his head, I ...... How many demons are sealed here?

In the middle of the night, the sword qi dissipated and tended to calm down.

The black knife demon said faintly: "Boss, you can't kill me, take me away." ”

Shouldn't it be to let Jing'an be pitted today?

Again!

Han Xing had a long memory this time, and instead of spreading his knife, he concentrated all the violent knife intent in the palm of his hand, and then pushed it all into the black knife.

"Boom!"

The blade of the black knife burst out with a strange sound, and it was plunged straight into the ground, trembling non-stop.

"Ahhhh

The tone of the Black Knife Demon seemed to be very relaxed, it was not afraid of Han Xing's knife at all, but it was very comfortable.

What's going on? Han Xing was horrified.

The that he just bragged about with Jing'an, is this going to be retributed?

The sword intent he was so proud of was completely unable to hurt the sealed demon head.

"You can't hurt me, take me away." The black knife still said unhurriedly.

Han Xing laughed lightly, and actually chose to sit cross-legged.

Ignore the black knife.

Maybe it's really me who is too impatient, maybe all this in front of me is just an illusion.

Han Xing closed his eyes, felt the flow of breath between heaven and earth, and completely calmed his heart.

Sure enough, the sound of the black knife disappeared.

Everything tends to the origin, and Han Xing follows his consciousness and moves with his nature.

He will use his sword to purify evil spirits and obtain the blade of the treasure.

The sharp consciousness containing the sword intent was wrapped in darkness and wandered aimlessly.

Suddenly, he noticed a beam of light, like a candle flame.

That's you!

The sword intent suddenly advanced without mercy.

But he didn't expect that at the end of the candle, it was a black-faced old man.

The old man held a book in his hand, and in the face of the oncoming knife, he did not dodge or dodge.

"Smack!" Han Xing's knife was about an inch in front of the old man, and it shattered in the slightest, without hurting him in the slightest.

The old man raised his head, his eyes full of resentment: "Boss, do you want to kill me like that?" ”

The book in his hand turned out to be "A Selection of Bad Jokes"!

"Poof!" Han Xing spat out a mouthful of blood and broke the work.

What the hell is this! How can there be such a devil?

"Take me away, I can make you the first-class swordsman in the world."

"What are you practicing for? I can make you the way you want to be! ”

"Take Me Away......"

The black knife was constantly bewitching, and his voice was very tempting, hitting Han Xing's heart.

Han Xing's brows were furrowed, his expression was very painful, and his heart was fighting greatly.

"Take me away...... I'll tell you bad jokes! ”

"......" Han Xing broke the work again, this damn cold joke!

"Okay, I'll take you away."

"Really? That's great! The demon in the black knife was excited.

Han Xing continued: "However, you have to change places. ”

"Where?"

"Here!" Han Xing pointed to his chest, and on his chest was the wooden knife that King Liang had given him.

"This ......" The Black Knife Demon hesitated, he could feel an uncomfortable aura in the wooden knife, as if it was the emperor's aura.

Han Xing said coldly: "There is only one chance, I count three counts, three, two......"

"I agree!" The Black Knife Demon nodded hurriedly.

"You put the wooden knife on the ground, I'll get in, you must take me out!"

The corners of Han Xing's mouth rose slightly, and he saw too many cold jokes, which really hurt his brain!

A black light flashed from the black knife's body, but it flickered and dimmed, and it seemed to be extremely painful.

Han Xing watched this scene with interest.

The black light finally broke through the limit and burrowed into the wooden knife, but it was already much weaker.

The black knife fell to the ground with a thud.

The wooden knife burst out with a burst of golden light, constantly winding and tightening, winding and tightening......

Immediately after, Han Xing heard a wail of pain.

"Boss, I did as you said, you must take me out!"

Han Xing picked up the wooden knife and hung it on his chest again, and said softly: "Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, I will definitely take you out." ”

Next, just pull out the black knife on the ground, and you're done!

Han Xing stabilized his mind and slammed into action.

The black knife was unsheathed, and suddenly, the room resounded with the sound of Jin Ge intersecting.

The original jet-black blade unexpectedly glowed with a burst of ghostly light.

"Is this my knife?"

The corners of Han Xing's mouth were grinning, very satisfied.

He put away his knife and walked slowly through the blade-filled room to the stone steps.

I heard the irregular dripping sound again.

He walked very carefully on the way back, and he remembered the evil wind above his head when he came.

It wasn't until I saw the entrance of the Demon King Cave that my heart was steady.

Han Xing walked out of the hole, looked at the sun, and took a deep breath.

Folic acid, who was lying on the side of boredom, hurriedly jumped up.

"Han Xing, did you get the knife?" Folic acid is very exciting.

"Amitabha." Monk Jing'an also slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the knife in Han Xing's hand, and gently closed it.

There is a definite number of cause and effect.

Han Xing raised the knife in his hand at Folic acid.

Then he looked back at the Demon King Cave and suddenly took off the wooden knife on his chest.

I threw it in with all my might.

There was a sudden shaking in the Demon King's Cave.

Han Xing grinned, even if you are a devil who can tell bad jokes, you can only stay here.

But what no one noticed was that as he smiled, a black light crossed his eyes.

Fleeting.

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Sorry, it's still a change today.