Chapter 279: Does my brother need to make up for the demon

Xi Tong thought about it again and again, and felt that it was a bit like the feeling of the continuous success of the Kelly Enhancement Machine.

On Kelly, it was a wonderful pleasure that cannot be described in words.

"Taiziyang, are you there?"

Hearing this, Xi Tong, who was obsessing Kelly in his mind, suddenly woke up.

The siege of King Jiang City has not been solved yet, what is Kelly?

Xi Tong looked at Long Yang, who was foaming sourly with regret, and said coldly: "There's nothing for you to do here." ”

Long Yang, who was full of unwillingness, was helpless, but he was a little relieved, and ran out without saying a word.

Xi Tong continued to caress the magic sword, feeling the bulge and smoothness on the sword body with his skin, the width and narrowness of the sword.

Touching and touching, Xi Tong is stupid.

It is worthy of being a sword based on the eight characters of the birthday, and at first glance, there is a feeling of passing by in the previous life and wiping the smoke, and the heartbeat of a lover who is younger than his daughter.

The first intimate contact, I feel that everything about the other party is perfectly adapted to my own size, with moderate length, appropriate thickness and moderate strength.

There is no need to run in at all, just touch it, and the feeling of life and death will arise spontaneously.

The appearance is roughly similar to the shape of the magic sword in the game, Xi Tong thought that he would feel clumsy when using it, but then he thought that his strength of hundreds of thousands or even millions of kilograms might be as light as straw.

However, when I mentioned it, I found that the magic sword is the same as the golden hoop stick, which can be large or small, long or short, thick or thin, light or heavy, no matter what the situation, it is handy, such as an arm.

"Good sword!"

Xi Tong sank his mind into it, and immediately heard the voice of the nightshade.

"Master, is that you?"

It's me who is me, who else can enter your body but me.

Xi Tong's heart moved, "You still call me brother." ”

Long Yang, anyway, you can't use the magic sword now, and the title of "brother" belongs to me.

Nightshade was overjoyed in her heart, and immediately called her brother sweetly.

"Aoi-chan, how does this body feel?"

Nightshade immediately wept with joy.

The red nightshade is brutal and pungent by nature, but at that time, it was caused by the influence of thousands of years of resentment, and the current red nightshade did not experience the torture of the martyrdom and the pain of the thousand-year seal, and was still as innocent and sentimental as a girl.

"Thank you, brother, brother, you are so good to nightshade."

Immediately, Nightshade let go of his body and mind, and showed everything he had, including the most secret attributes, in front of Xi Tong.

Xi Tong's eyes gradually widened, and his mouth opened into an O-shape little by little.

【Magic Sword】

The bloodthirsty killing sword that refines a billion blood and souls is awe-inspiring and demonic is boiling. But there is no soul under the sword, the sword contains righteousness, and the holy Taoist lord martyred the sword, so that the good and evil reach a perfect balance, and under the blend of yin and yang, it is full of infinite variables and unlimited potential.

Seeing this, Xi Tong couldn't help but sigh that if Xuanyuan had not been martyred by the sword, the magic sword would inevitably produce the opposition between good and evil, although it was still powerful, but it was also full of hidden dangers.

It is precisely because of this that Xi Tong has a deep thought about the "martyrdom of the sword", and the historical cadre Mo Xie Sword is the result of the sword caster's martyrdom.

Xuanyuan's martyrdom not only solved the hidden dangers in the magic sword, but also sublimated the magic sword and produced a qualitative leap.

After pondering for a long time, Xi Tong became enlightened.

Technique is a gradual process, as Zhuangzi said, "One foot of air, half of a day".

Meaning, a foot-long wooden stick is cut off in half every day, so how long can it be cut?

The answer is: inexhaustible.

That's right, endless, never endless.

This is the so-called bottleneck, if you only have the mentality of excellence, it is no different from taking half of it every day, and you will never be able to cross this hurdle.

For example, the system, he can do a thing to the standard, the quality requirements are 100%, then it will always be 100%, and there will never be 99.99.

However, the system can never make something with 101% quality.

This is also the reason why the Terra Galaxy implants mathematics, physics and chemistry knowledge through chips, but explicitly prohibits the implantation of poetry, singing, painting, architecture, philosophy and other knowledge.

Because if you do that, the civilization of the Terra system will come to a standstill and fall into a state of "half a day".

Ordinary casting is "half a day", which can reach 99.99% through the improvement of skills and process control, and is infinitely close to 100%.

The sword of martyrdom is the last moment of trembling, and its effect is epiphany, sublimation, and leap......

Its power is very insignificant, but like the first dominoes, the flutter of butterfly wings has absolutely qualitative consequences.

"Brother, what are you thinking?"

Nightshade's voice woke Xi Tong from his contemplation.

He rubbed the corners of his forehead and whispered, "It's too much consumption, it's a little tired." ”

"Are you running out of energy? Aoi can help you mend your demons...... Brother, do you want to try it? ”

"The power of good and evil in the magic sword is endless, and it can continuously generate energy. These energies are also a perfect fit for my brother. ”

Replenishment?

Xi Tong fell into deep thought again.

emmm, this, it's hard to talk about......

At this time, a mellow heat stream came from the palm of the hand, rippling through the arm in the body.

It's like taking a hot bath, and every cell in my body moans in comfort.

The feeling of fluttering immortals made Xi Tong squint his eyes intoxicated.

The super-curricular knowledge points taught by the physiology teachers of the island country are simply useless!

Knock on the blackboard - place, the fourth tone, not the third tone.

Xi Tong sighed in his heart: It turns out that this is the legendary demon supplement, and it is really a transcendent enjoyment.

It's no wonder that the two-dimensional world's eyes lit up as soon as he said this word, and his smile gradually became ghostly.

"Brother, are you comfortable? Do you want to do it again? ”

Hearing this, Xi Tong's blood stirred.

Regardless of whether it is uncomfortable to supplement the demons, this sentence alone is very useful.

"No, no, it's already comfortable."

Looking at other attributes, the afterimage sword that comes with the magic sword is gone, but a new skill has appeared.

【Time Slash】

"Brother, the magic sword can not only break through space, but also cut time."

In addition, the magic sword is another very basic, basic to the ability to be forgotten.

【Edgeworth】

"Brother, Edgeworth's flight can travel 108,000 miles in an instant, and if Aoi is stronger, he can even travel through time."

The ability of 108,000 miles is indeed powerful, but many abilities and props can be done, and they can even be made better.

And the shuttle in time is very rebellious.

What is Xi Tong's most urgent need now?

Time!

30 years of development time, mixed well 6 drink blood, mixed badly can only 6 Dolan.

But if you have the ability to travel through time, it is equivalent to having the function of reading files.

There is no opportunity to read files in life.

(Zhao Dachuan: Hehe)

Just like bomb defusers, deminers, they can only make mistakes once in their lives, the first time, that is, the last time.

Xi Tong is the earth's bombardier and deminer.

He has always been cautious, holding on to development, not to mention whether he is happy or not, living is everything.

But after having the magic sword, Xi Tong finally has the capital of waves, so it's a big deal to start all over again.

"Xiaokui, how can you grow and become stronger?"

Nightshade thought hard and thought, "Little Aoi doesn't know either." ”

Xi Tong vomited blood, "Then how do you know that you can travel through time?" ”

"Aoi doesn't know."

[Recently, my physical strength has been insufficient, and my head is dizzy, and I also need to make up for it, oh no, I need to make up for it, who recommends a fan with a demon-replenishing function-someone with a smile gradually ghosting a beast]

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