The wilted huge cherry tree was torn open, and with a flick of the star's right hand, the light arrows condensed around him passed away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just enough to pass through one person, this is the downward passage, and Light String stands behind the star pupil and stares at the passage pierced by the light arrow.

Just as the two of them wanted to pass, suddenly, a black-purple smoke-like aura emanated from the depths of the passage, and then an invisible aura of resentment suddenly came.

Demon Knife ...... Sure enough, such a strong demonic aura is a thirst for killing.

Just from a distance, I feel a little scared and panicked.

"Demon Knife...... Longtail, is that what you want? ”

Qingxian felt this demonic aura, and asked with his eyes looking at the star pupil in front of him.

"Well, although the demonic aura is so heavy, as a person who has been reincarnated several times, of course I can control it perfectly!"

Xingtong smiled back, his tone was quite flattering, but his eyes were red and swollen like peaches, and the tip of his little nose was also red.

Looking at the star pupil who had just been crying in his arms for a while, Light String shook his head and sighed, unconsciously touching his chest soaked with tears, a little damp and not very strong.

"Oh, what an expression is this, come, let's go in!"

Xingtong said in a nasal voice, and walked over and pulled the sleeve of the light string, just like in Daqing City.

Looking at the waist-length hair that shook as she walked, Light String felt so familiar, but now her mood was different.

Haven't fully forgiven her......

When I got closer, I realized that the tree had also begun to slowly wither and twist, but because of its huge size, the speed of twisting and withering was much slower than that of other plants.

In the last ray of light, Light String saw Xingtong raise her right hand and snap her fingers, and in less than half a second of darkness, the seven-colored light flickered on her fingertips, she tilted her head, as if thinking, and then the cyan in the seven colors swallowed up the other colors, illuminating the place.

"Pretty!"

Turning her back and smiling, Light String pulled her face and ignored her, but Xing Tong didn't think so and grinned at Light String again.

Thanks to the sharpness of the seven-colored light arrows of the star pupils, the walls around this passage were pierced very smoothly, although they were still black and purple, but they were more than a little better than its gradually distorted appearance.

At the end of the piercing turned out to be another man-made corridor that had existed before, the corridor was downward, and the walls on both sides seemed to have some pattern from a distance.

The strong demonic aura was even stronger, like an oncoming fishy wind.

Light String only felt a little uncomfortable in his head, but Xingtong had a sense of intimacy that he had not felt for a long time.

It's just that she hides this feeling in front of the light strings.

Because, if you expose your intimacy with this demon, this is not in line with the lie you just told to Light String......

"Light strings, do you think this smell is disgusting!"

Xingtong covered his nose and turned back to the light string and said, and then exchanged for a sentence that was neither salty nor light.

Walked for a short time, the corridor, the walls on both sides turned out to be the carving of cherry blossoms, from here it began to be a little ugly but it can be seen that the carver is very attentive, and this corridor is also hollowed out in this cherry tree, and then continue forward is a slope of 70 degrees, up and down left and right are all cherry blossom patterns, and the further back are all blue brick surfaces, the more backward the cherry blossom pattern is more exquisite than the previous one.

"The author of these cherry blossoms, is it the dead cherry blossoms?"

Light String's hand touched the junction between the wood carving seal and the stone brick, and the feeling of coldness and dryness deepened.

"Well, for a thousand years, the only thing she has done is to carve these cherry blossoms."

Xingtong's tone was a little brisk, because it was the first thing he said after walking for almost three hours.

There is not just a promenade, after passing through the 70-degree slope, the flat terrain looks like a cross cross, although it feels like a labyrinth, but it is not so confusing, as long as you walk to the end.

Or the center, the center of this underground.

The deeper you go, the heavier and stronger the demonic aura becomes, it is the demonic aura emitted by the demon knife called Long Tail, it is like cheering, cheering that someone has finally come to patronize such a lonely and cold underground siege for thousands of years.

The closer the two strange breaths got, the more excited they become, and one of them, he can still vaguely feel the familiarity.

Is it of the same kind?

However, as a weapon with intelligence, it has been stolen like a thief by a guy who is barely the master in theory for nearly a thousand years.

The most unbearable thing is.

She was like a piece of wood, just like the dead wood that had been eroded by her own resentment, silent, just quietly using her clumsy pig-like technique to inlay and carve cherry blossom patterns in the ground with blue bricks obtained from outside.

Won't she be bored?

She has been doing these useless and boring things endlessly for thousands of years, and it is with her own strength that she survives for thousands of years.

But no matter how much she spoke to her, she never answered herself.

What did she think about the knife!

He is an artifact, a demon knife with a long tail, a little demon god in ancient times, although he is not very famous, and he is not as powerful as those who are particularly powerful to exaggerate the hell, although even if there are very few people in this world who know about themselves anymore (in fact, not many people knew about it before...... But it can indeed be regarded as an artifact......

Demon weapons, it should be counted.

And I'm still very smart and beautiful, even if the dead wood is a woman, and I was a woman when I was alive, there is no reason not to like myself and ignore myself.

It's really a headache for the knife, but I'm very good at talking, and my heart is also kind and tight, don't you see my pitch-black blade, the bright silver blade forms a huge and beautiful contrast?

Don't you see the many gemstone crystals of different colors set on the handle of my knife?

The perfect curve of my blade and the length of the noodles are enough to prove that I am a demon knife that is of the highest quality both on the outside and on the inside.

The black-purple resentment that surrounds me and the incomparably sharp blade that is enough to tear apart the hypocrisy, justice and kindness is simply a perfect existence.

Although the dead wood, the stupid woman, the woman who only likes cherry blossoms, the speechless and dull woman is so uninterested in herself.

But she, this guy, theoretically my master's guy, died, was killed and destroyed when he summoned my demon spirit.

I'm glad I am, see, that's the consequence of not relying on herself, she tried to summon herself at the last minute, but she was rejected by herself.

That's your punishment, hehe.

It's surprising that there is such a powerful person who can kill this demon that has existed for thousands of years.