The battle dissipated, the line lost its fixed point and scattered all over the place, still surging towards the illusion, the short knife was still stuck in mid-air, as if reminiscing about the taste of flesh and blood, the illusion quickly collapsed, and the range quickly narrowed and gradually squeezed Kenshin out of the illusion.

Kenshin looked down at the thread that was still wrapped around his wrist, the transparent thread was as thin as a mosquito's whisker and half of it was hanging on the ground, Kenshin wrapped the remaining thread around his wrist and buckled it, reached out and tugged at the sleeve to cover the thread, and slowly stood up from the ground, the moon-white robe gradually deepened.

After leaving the illusion, he reached out and grabbed the short knife, vented all his sorrow on the short knife, and slammed the sword into it.

The blades collided with each other, and with a "choking" sound, half of the short knife was broken and the blade fell to the ground, and Kenshin held the other half of the blade with a handle, pointing at Luo Xinghe who was lying on the ground.

"Don't ask what about orange?"

"Taken away by Xiahou Sheng!"

When Kenshin heard this answer, he threw the short knife to the ground, picked up the battle dagger on the ground, and walked towards the tomb in a somewhat dejected state.

Luo Xinghe looked at Jian Xin's distant back, and just breathed a sigh of relief, the wound on his face began to ache faintly again, he thought that the line was drilling into his wound like a leech, but when he reached out to touch it, he found that there was no line on his face, and even the wound had returned to its original state.

Luo Xinghe, who was shocked by such an abnormal thing, sat up with his body and looked for anything unusual around the tomb; These lines have been eroded by thousands of years of obsession, how can it be said that they will dissipate when they dissipate, even if the battle is dead, they can still be independent, why are they suddenly gone?

Udon was also loosened by the faded line, and immediately ran to Luo Xinghe's side to help him up, Luo Xinghe found that the place where the short knife was broken was surrounded by countless black mist lines, and all the obsessions and resentments in the entire tomb were mixed in the black mist, and quickly condensed on the short knife.

As all the black mist lines in the tomb were submerged in the short knife, the tomb was restored to clean, so clean that there were no passers-by; Luo Xinghe suddenly felt a pain in his palm, and the wound that had been pierced by the original stone just now cracked open again.

"Udon will go back to the dagger first." Luo Xinghe retracted the udon and reached out to hold the handle of the short knife, and the moment the palm wound touched the hilt, the whole arm was sore, like an electric shock.

The translucent line stretched out from the break of the short knife, more and more, longer and longer, and finally entangled the other half of the broken blade on the ground, the line quickly retracted, the sound of metal impact suddenly sounded, and the short knife was reborn as new, if it were not for the fact that there was still a trace of crack on the knife body, the short knife was really like it had been reforged, and there was no flaw at the blade.

"Embattled!" Luo Xinghe swung his knife and tried it, and countless lines poured out instantly, piercing into the gap in the tomb wall of the side chamber like a sharp blade, and the moment Luo Xinghe closed the knife, the tomb wall collapsed in a large area, and then drove the entire side chamber to crumble.

Luo Xinghe immediately went to drag Zhang Nianmao, who was fainting, and finally rushed to a safe place before the side room collapsed.

Kenshin was standing under the tomb at this time, he wanted to go out, but looking up at the sky, the sky was already dark, he remembered the battle again, reached out and pulled out the dagger, the dagger blade of the battle was only half cut, and the other half was not in the daggard at all.

Kenshin shook the dagger again, there was still nothing in it, Kenshin couldn't accept it for a while, the spirit was gone, and there was not even a whole corpse left, what did the battle go through?

He suddenly remembered that the battle was rewarded to Xiahou Sheng by the new emperor, and the other half of the battle was where the broken blade was, Xiahou Sheng must know!

"Xiahou Sheng! I must let you pay back this account! ”

Jian Xin yelled at the entrance of the tomb, and the side room behind him suddenly collapsed, and Luo Xinghe ran out of the side room with a short knife dragging Zhang Nianmao.

The "black-faced ......" calmed down a little and changed the sword heart of the revenge target, and noticed that the short knife in Luo Xinghe's hand, the weapon that had been broken, unless he went to the Nan family to repair it, it was absolutely impossible to regenerate it in such a short period of time.

"It probably absorbed the thousand-year-old grudges from the line and this tomb to become like this. It used to be a weapon of the Mo family, even if it was removed, it would come out of the same casting furnace as you, so why bother cutting the grass and eradicating the roots so decisively. ”

Even if Ask Orange isn't there, he is not 100% sure that he can win with Edgeworth Heart and take the black face out, so he simply said it directly, if Edgeworth insists on cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, he will not be able to protect the black face.

"You even know that it is a weapon that was removed from the Mo family, and it can be regarded as a bitter and willing to meet a good contractor, it has already been broken once, I don't need to harm it again. It's just that this line is an exclusive skill for the battle, and the material of the line comes from the wire of the Gu family, are you really sure that you can control it? ”

Kenshin compromised, even if the black face was the spirit of the last sword battle, he also absorbed the battle line, and the battle was not completely gone, at least there was still a line.

"Yes."

Luo Xinghe replied firmly, and then his expression showed a little contempt.

He is a small master of weapons, and there is even a wire mesh of the Gu family in the arsenal, and these wires in the short knife, in addition to being contaminated with a little obsession with dominating the world, are essentially no different from wire mesh, and they are all the same to control.

Jian Xin also wanted to ask Luo Xinghe a few more words, reminding him of the reason why Heimian was removed from the Mo family, the rescuers at the tomb had arrived, and Qian Xiu was put down with a rope.

He heard that Miao Qingyun had an accident, and took the initiative to apply to Miao Longfei to help rescue, and the Miao family was doing their best to find the reincarnation of the tomb owner, so Miao Longfei didn't do much to stop and agree.

Seeing Qian Xiu down, Jian Xin temporarily entrusted the bronze sword and battle to Luo Xinghe, asking him to take him out, and he escaped back into the bronze sword.

Qian Xiu came down purely for Miao Qingyun, after rescuing Miao Qingyun, he followed the ambulance to the hospital to accompany the bed, Luo Xinghe himself helped underground, tied Mi Qi and tied Zhang Nianmao, and it took three trips to completely get out of trouble.

Luo Xinghe had just stepped on the ground, and before the rope buckle around his waist could be untied, Wen Qian had already run over, asking Luo Xinghe's own sister to ask Orange.

Luo Xinghe was almost pushed back to the tomb by the excited Wen Qian, and quickly reached out and grabbed Wen Qian's arm to look around, for fear that others would hear him whisper:

"Wen Cheng was abducted by Xiahou Sheng, he didn't bring a bronze sword, and he still had a wound on his arm, but he ......"

Luo Xinghe hadn't finished speaking, but every word he said had already made Wen Qian very heartbroken like a knife, and Wen Qian was so nervous that he had nowhere to vent his inner worries, and grabbed Luo Xinghe's collar and shook it:

"It's not your relatives who lost it, aren't you worried, are you, why did you let Xiahou Sheng abduct you when you were injured? What about bronze swords? Give it to me, I'll find it myself. ”

"Brother Qian, you dissipate your anger, don't worry, you can find it by me. The line attached to my short knife and the residual divine power on Xiahou Sheng's body belong to the battle situation, and it only takes an hour at most to find Xiahou Sheng. ”

Luo Xinghe took the initiative to get closer, handed the bronze sword and the battle to Wen Qian, took out the black short knife and untied the rope buckle around his waist, and wanted to lead the way for Qian Qian to find the orange.

Wen Qian glanced at the short knife in Luo Xinghe's hand, and asked him to help by default, who made himself incapacitated, and it was difficult to find the orange to go to the sky, but Qian Qian could aim at the problem with this glance, and grabbed Luo Xinghe's wrist and asked:

"Where did you get this knife? How can there be a Mo character on the hilt? This is our Mo family's thing? ”