Yun Zhao took off the bloodstained coat on his body, took a clean one and put it on, then turned around and took off the golden bell on his wrist, solemnly put it on the table, and then knelt down and knocked his head three times.

"What are you going to do?" Pillow Kun got closer and glanced at the sword in Yun Zhao's hand, "Are you going to use it to tear your face with Chongqian and Yingfeng?"

He didn't have any sense of "empathy", he just felt embarrassed, the material of this imitation sword was so poor that even the most unpopular disciples of Lingying Sect might not be able to see it, not to mention that this sword had been tinkered with, and it looked extremely stumbling.

Baby Yun Zhao had to wipe the sword body again and again, there was no emotion on his face, "It doesn't matter who tears his face first, it's just a matter of time or time, today the world's Xuanmen gathers is my only chance to expose Taiqing and Lingying's ugly faces." ”

Pillow Kun opened his mouth, looked at Yun Zhao's movements, and said nothing after all.

Jiusi looked at Yun Zhao for a long time, he frowned, looking obedient and gentle, and the little crimson in the corners of his eyes was like the color of peach blossoms in early spring.

"I'll help you," he looked at Yun Zhao and suddenly said softly, "Let me help you." ”

The "Qingshuang" sword was taken away from Yun Zhao's hand, and Yun Zhao glanced at him, and then Jiusi smiled at her soothingly.

He actually looks good when he laughs, but he doesn't smile often, and the most emotion in his beautiful eyes is uneasiness, but this time, he suddenly has more determination.

Jiusi held the hilt of the sword with one hand and placed the other on the sword, and his five fingers held the sword firmly and forcefully until the red blood dripped down.

"You want to recognize this sword?" Pillow Kun blurted out in shock.

The demon can also recognize a magic weapon, feed it with flesh and blood, then the mind is connected, and the power of the magic weapon increases and decreases with the strength of the master's demon power, but most demons will choose a weapon that is beneficial to their own magic system, or raise a weapon by themselves, similar to the vine of the Qishan vine demon, the Gu silk of the pillow kun......

At the worst, he will also find some powerful divine weapons, and at that time, feeding blood and recognizing the Lord can be regarded as "adding wings to the tiger".

But this nine-tailed fox actually wants to admit a handful of broken iron, and there is no benefit at all, for his bloodline, it is simply a tyrannical thing.

Yun Zhao wanted to stretch out his hand to restrain Jiusi, but as soon as his first drop of blood landed, the drop of blood splashed into a blood flower, and quickly spread out in all directions, and a thick layer of blood mist suddenly rose in the room. Pillow Kun used Gu silk in time to stop the spread of the blood mist, so as not to make the blood mist rush out of the house.

"You and I are one," Jiusi's eyes were so pure that there was no trace of impurities, his eyes were like frost, and his pupils were occupied by white smaller and smaller, until a black vertical line completely appeared in his pupils, which looked extremely bewitching, "Let me help you." ”

His hand was firmly gripping the sword, and with each inch, the mottled patches on the iron sword became red and blind, and at first glance, it looked like some kind of quaint pattern.

The blood mist was getting thicker and thicker, and the quiet needle drop in the room could be heard, except for the sound of the blade cutting into the flesh.

Yun Zhao's pupils shrank, and he was stopped by the blood mist but couldn't get close, so he could only shout anxiously, "Jiusi, stop!"

His hand moved to the round edge of the sword's tail, and the eyes of the three of them were instantly attracted by the red blood lines that suddenly swam up on the sword's body, and the blood lines seemed to form the appearance of a fierce beast, surging on the silver-white sword body, as if they were rushing to find an exit.

Jiusi raised his bloody right hand, and the cold black armor of his fingertips crossed the center of his eyebrows, and the red blood dripped down. His pale face and frost-colored eyebrows seemed to be divided by a thin red line of blood, and he looked cold and delicate.

"Go. ”

As soon as the fingertips were raised, the red blood beads rose into the air, and Jiu Si held up the blood-stained iron sword with both hands, and the moment the blood beads fell, the blood mist in the room rushed to the sword together, and the blood-marked beast seemed to open its mouth widely, and when the last trace of blood mist dissipated, a dull sword roar sounded, short and urgent.

The "Qingshuang" sword that fell into Yun Zhao's hand turned back into an ugly and ugly broken iron appearance.

She couldn't get close, and at this moment she was so anxious that she grabbed Jiusi's right hand, the knife wound was deep and visible, and it looked very terrifying.

"You-"

"I want to fight this battle with you," Jiusi held Yun Zhao's wrist with his other clean hand, his gaze calm, "Whether it's a demon or a human, a murderer, blood debt and blood repayment." ”

Yun Zhao's eyes were sour, and the panic and resentment that had been forcibly calmed down suddenly calmed down a lot.

Bang bang bang –

"Yun Zhao?" Seeing Heng's loud voice ringing outside the door, "Are you up?"

Yun Zhao and Jiusi glanced at each other, then at Pillow Kun, Pillow Kun frowned slightly, and then slowly shook his head, "It shouldn't have been done by a little fat man." ”

The three of them subconsciously glanced at the lunch box on the table.

The two of them walked in so swaggering last night, and they also confirmed that Yun Zhao was asleep, and there must be something wrong with this box of food.

But Yun Zhao didn't believe that Jian Heng would do anything to betray him.

She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pushed the door open, her eyes fixed on Jianheng's bright smiling face, and her lips curled slightly, "Xiao Shu, so early." ”

Seeing that Heng wiped his sweat, grinned, and his face was red from the wind, "That's right, I'll come over as soon as I'm done practicing and bring you breakfast, I'm afraid you'll be hungry." ”

"Thank you, little bolt. Yun Zhao smiled lightly, "What about Senior Brother Xue?"

"Senior Brother Xue was too busy yesterday, it seems that he didn't go back to Qingyang to watch the ......" Seeing Heng walking in with a big grin, he was startled when he saw that Pillow Kun and Jiusi were there, "Jiusi...... Uncle Master didn't let Jiusi ......"

"What kind of food did you bring?" said the pillow Kun sat at the table, seemingly interested in human food.

Seeing that Heng was careless, his attention was quickly diverted, and he pulled Yun Zhao to the table, "I took some more buns, and they are still hot...... Huh?"

He looked at the lunch box on the side, "Didn't you eat last night, Yun Zhao?"

Yun Zhao paused, raised his eyes to look at him and smiled, his eyes fell on Jian Heng's face, as if he was looking at something, and laughed dryly, "I was uncomfortable last night, I didn't eat." ”

Pillow Kun couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Jianheng, and the action of playing with chopsticks in his hand also stopped.

It seemed as if everyone was waiting for his next word.

"How can that be done?" Seeing that Heng was a little angry, the little adult was general, and he was a little like Taoyuan at that time, "Then you can't skip eating! Come and eat some steamed buns, can you have energy without eating?"

Somehow, Yun Zhao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and was a little sorry, and smiled sincerely, "Hmm!"

The pillow kun took a bite, and he vomited, but his face was not unusual, but he just complained, "Human things are really unpalatable." ”

Seeing that Heng was distressed, he grabbed it angrily, "I didn't let you eat it again!"