The red glow bloomed in this small room like a blooming flower on the other side.

"What is this?" the red coat tentatively passed in the aura, and an invisible attraction carried his entire body over.

The red clothes were startled and immediately exerted all their strength.

Just when he thought he was about to be sucked into the demon knife, the terrifying power came to an abrupt end, and the red clothes were also brought to the ground by inertia. At this time, the demon knife seemed to be silent, as if a similar knife was standing there.

Red was confused, and involuntarily raised his hand.

"What is this?" he exclaimed.

There was an extra red line on the back of the originally white and clean hand, and it looked like the shape was a miniature version of the demon knife, and some of the warm lines were directly integrated with the red clothes, constantly responding to the spiritual power of the muscles and veins in his palm.

He became more and more puzzled, and tentatively pulled the aura into the lines, and the red light suddenly rose, and the quiet demon knife on the side actually began to shake directly, making a buzzing sound.

The red cloth curiously increased his spiritual power, and the demon knife suddenly only came to the palm of his hand!

The boy was so frightened that he immediately jumped backwards, but the speed of the demon knife was so fast that he couldn't pull the distance at all. Red-clothed cursed secretly, swallowing his saliva and preparing to say goodbye to the world.

For a moment, Hongyi nervously touched his whole body.

"Not dead?" he sighed for the rest of his life.

The lines that were gradually fading were strangely flashing with crimson light, and the red clothes looked at it carefully, and immediately waved his hand in a sudden realization.

This demon knife should have been integrated into his spiritual vein, and he tentatively summoned the demon knife again.

Sure enough, as he thought, a terrifying crimson blade suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

The red-clothed man was overjoyed, and he was very happy to summon and play while taking it back.

......

"Morning, Sister Qiushui. "The mood of the red clothes has also become extraordinarily good.

"Your horn?" Qiushui was stunned, looking at his empty forehead incredulously.

"What?" Hongyi was also surprised by her question, and touched her forehead suspiciously.

There was nothing on his forehead, except for his delicate droplets.

"Look at your hands again. Qiushui rubbed his sleeves thoughtfully.

Just now, he only cared about the inexplicable lines on his hands, and he didn't have the heart to think about anything else.

Sure enough, even the red scales on his hands had disappeared, leaving no trace.

"Sister Qiushui, what's going on?" Hongyi was puzzled, so he had to speak helplessly.

"Do you remember everything that happened yesterday?" Qiushui looked at him curiously, always feeling that he was very different from yesterday's red clothes.

"Remember, didn't you just kill Ji Long, take the demon knife, and then run to you, and be alone with you at night. Hongyi didn't hesitate, and said it directly.

Qiu Shui was so shocked that he almost fell out of his double chin.

What is it called to be alone at night!

She glared at the cynical teenager in front of her angrily, but she couldn't find a rebuttal.

......

"Are you really giving up like that, red?" the blue soft skirt couldn't hide the woman's slender figure, and she leaned against the giant sword of Xingling Mountain and muttered to herself.

"Huh, Qingwan, you're going to participate in the mountain conference today, what are you doing here?" As soon as I heard the crisp and numb voice, I knew that it was Liu Mei, and she was also wearing the same dress as Qingwan, but the patterns on her body were a little different.

"Nothing, just go. Her voice came and went, and she immediately ended her contemplation.

"What's the matter, are you still thinking about the red clothes?" Liu Mei's footsteps gradually became clear, but her plump figure was also unobstructed.

"Hmm. Qingwan naturally knew that she couldn't deceive her, so she nodded calmly.

Liu Mei didn't speak immediately, rubbed her fragrant shoulder, and leaned into Qingwan's ear and said.

"I also believe that Red Yi will not just give up, he must have his own plans for doing so. Liu Mei did not deceive in her words, and it seems that she also has a good impression of Hongyi.

"Let's go, the conference will start right away. Liu Mei pushed her and urged repeatedly.

"Why didn't you follow Zhang Icimu today?" Qingwan smiled playfully.

"No, it's not because he lives some distance from ours. Liu Mei naturally knew that she was joking, so she simply cooperated with her to pretend to be shy.

"Alright, let's go to the convention first. Qingwan took it lightly.

......

"You don't want to ask me about my identity?" Hongyi sat in front of Qiushui, looking at her curiously.

"Then what is your identity?" Qiushui did not hesitate, and opened his mouth movingly.

"Hmm...... I don't know about that. ”

Qiushui also smiled helplessly, as if he had already guessed that he would say this.

But she still didn't forget to get to the point.

"Then according to what you said, yesterday your memory recovered a small part, and then your spiritual power increased greatly, and your cultivation was close to the spirit pattern stage. ”

Redcoat nodded affirmatively.

"Then what is your cultivation at this time?"

"Gymnastics. ”

“......”

Red-clothed smiled awkwardly.

"I woke up suddenly yesterday, and I just thought that I seemed to have known Jin Sui a long time ago, and then I didn't have any consciousness, and in a trance, Ji Long was killed, and I told you all about it after that. ”

"Golden Spike?" Qiushui seemed to be particularly familiar with the name, and stood up uncontrollably.

"What?Sister Qiushui, do you know her?" Hongyi was startled and asked her curiously.