Straight Heart Dao Pavilion, the sword tooth leaned against the door of the hall, covering the wound tightly, but the blood was disobedient and couldn't stop flowing. Behind him, there was a red road, still shocking in the night.

It doesn't matter to him how the injury is, two defeats are the biggest blow, which makes the way he has been holding on a little shaken, he has to admit that Yan Xi is too strong, so strong that he desperates, can he win next time? He didn't have the confidence anymore, so he didn't have the courage to step into the threshold in front of him.

It took a long time for him to endure the pain and walk in. The moment he took the first step, he went into cardiac arrest, as if a sharp knife had been inserted into his heart, and for a moment, he thought he was dead. It wasn't until he took the second step in a daze that he moved on from that feeling of death.

Thump!

The sword tooth directly lost its strength and passed out on the ground. Beside him, his master looked at him coldly, his face expressionless, and muttered, "Next time, take this knife and go kill her." Only in this way will you be able to wash away your shame. With that woman's blood! ”

A katana about three feet long lay quietly beside the sword, its black scabbard like the night, and like a shadow hiding behind the light, dark and evil.

"No one can stop me, not even you, Elves!"

Early the next morning, Swordtooth wakes up from a nightmare. I was soaking wet, as if I had just been drenched in rain, and I was embarrassed, but Jian Fang felt comfortable, and yesterday's injuries were healed, and I couldn't even see the scar. Jianya touched his chest, a little helpless for a moment, he looked around, but he didn't see a person, his master was not there, only a katana was closest to him.

Jianfang looked at the knife with a look of increasing surprise. He knew the knife, and he had seen it often since he had studied with his master. But he had never seen this knife unsheathed, and Master had also said that only those who had truly comprehended the flow of the straight heart were qualified to draw this knife.

With some trembling, he picked up the knife, grasped the hilt, and hesitated to pull it out. Did he comprehend the straight flow? If you understand it, how can you lose to that woman twice? Thinking of this, he sighed and prepared to put down the knife. But he found that his hand, out of his control, seemed to be glued to the scabbard, and a strong desire urged him to draw the knife.

"Ahh Jian Fang clenched his teeth, holding back the desire in his heart, and for some reason, he suddenly felt that something terrible would happen when he pulled out this knife. But why do you want to pull out this knife so much?

"Teacher! Teacher! ”

Sword Fang roared, he hoped that at this time, the omnipotent teacher could come out and save him. But there was no echo from his shouts.

"Draw this knife! Take this knife! Kill that woman! Wash away your shame! Just like you killed that person in the first place! Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Suddenly, Sword Fang was defenseless, and his mind was filled with the voice and the figure that was too familiar to be familiar. Terror gives birth to desire, eats away at reason and the world around us, begins to subvert, and the night engulfs the sun, but lights up a miserable white light. A dark shadow with teeth and claws, whipping ahead, the shadow could not see his face clearly, but he could hear his devilish laughter.

Cracking sound!

The sound of the whip hitting the flesh is rhythmic, like a piece of heavy metal rock music. The black shadow also stepped on this rhythm and danced, only the whip in his hand whipped tirelessly. The black shadow was dancing wildly, and the whip was also dancing wildly, I don't know how long it was, the black shadow was tired, he shook off the whip and rushed forward.

The light followed him, reflecting a different picture. The big black shadow grabbed the little black shadow and tore at his clothes, as if looking at a treasure. But in the next moment, the Great Black Shadow destroyed the treasure. No matter how much the little black shadow struggles, it can't escape the clutches of the big black shadow. The heart-rending screams climaxed.

As the little black shadow grew older, he began to fight back, he punched and kicked, pushing the big black shadow to the ground, then picked up a katana and slashed, stabbed, stabbed and stabbed wildly. Blood splattered, and then merged into the sea and the sea will be all submerged. The silence at the end is the end that suffocates you.

Jian Fang drew the knife, and the knife was bright and clear, as if it had been washed. Holding the sword, the sword teeth were covered in sweat, as if he had just experienced a big battle, a battle that was fiercer than yesterday. He stared at the knife, or rather, at the image reflected on the knife, which was his own eyes, hideous and terrifying, not like a human but more like a bloodthirsty monster.

"This is? It's me? Exhausted, Jianfang put down his sword, lay on the ground, and fell asleep in a daze.

……

Jingsi, Yan Xi is packing up clothes in the room, it's almost the New Year, even if Yan Xi, a person who doesn't love home, has to go home. Finally stuffing clothes into a suitcase, Yan Xi turned her head and found that there were still a lot of clothes waiting for her in the closet. She sighed in despair, ignored it directly, simply lay on the bed and rolled up, buried her head in the pillow, and muttered aggrievedly: "I usually don't have any clothes to wear, why do I pop out so much when I clean up!" ”

"Who wants you to buy clothes and never think about your inventory? Moreover, don't you have yin and yang rings? Zhang Yue raised her right hand, and the black and white tail ring on her little finger flashed with a faint glimmer.

Yan Xi flattened his mouth and said, "I can't use it." ”

"I used teleportation yesterday, and I ran out of energy for you, so of course I can't use it. The long-distance teleportation of the Yin Yang Ring is used for emergency support, so it's better for you to use it to make an appointment with someone. Zhang Yue said.

Yan Xi turned his face away and said unconvinced: "Don't you use it too?" ”

"I'm looking for you! If I hadn't gone, you'd have been able to stop making a mess! In the summer, just like salted fish, there are no tasks. When you jump in winter, what kind of physique do you have! Zhang Yue said as she took out Yan Xi's clothes one by one and folded them neatly.

Yan Xi hugged the pillow, opened her eyes wide, blinking and blinking, and she was still a little cute. Zhang Yue glanced at it, then retracted her gaze indifferently and said, "That sword tooth, what are you going to do with it?" I'm pretty sure he's human. ”

"Oh? Do you think a normal person can force me to destroy the corridor? Yan Xi said with a smile.

Zhang Yue took off her glasses, her black and white pupils opened, staring at Yan Xi, her voice was a little cold, and she said, "You don't believe me?" ”

"In this world, small grass and flowers can become demons, a stone can become a demon, and people can also become demons. He is a human now, who knows if he will become a demon in the future? What's more, he's not a normal person yet. Yan Xi changed her posture and lay on the bed, supporting her head with one hand, and her two little white legs swaying one by one, which was quite tempting.

Zhang Yue didn't have the heart to look at it, in the field of vision of black and white pupils, Yan Xi was a ball of walking energy.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Zhang Yue asked, his tone was a little impatient, and his indifference began to crumble again and again, since that mission. In order to hide his expression, he had to withdraw his gaze and continue to pack his clothes.

Yan Xi smiled: "If you want to kill the sword tooth this time, do you plan to stop again?" Yesterday was such a great opportunity. I helped you beat the blood until it was gone, and just waiting for you to collect the head, you actually helped him bandage his wounds. ”

Zhang Yue was folding a small short skirt of Yan Xi, and when she heard this, her movements couldn't help but stop, and her expression became calm, "He is a human being, and the demonic aura I feel on him is not his." He was a victim. ”

"Victims? When he is assimilated by that demonic energy, he is not a victim, but a perpetrator, a demon. The smile on the corner of Yan Xi's mouth is cute and sweet, but every word she says is unquestionable and cannot be resisted.

Zhang Yue was silent for a long time, and said coldly: "Then just eliminate that demonic energy, don't hurt him." ”

"Is that so? Well, if you insist on choosing this time-consuming and labor-intensive method, I won't force you. Do you have what it takes, though? If so, prove it to me! Gentle and kind warriors. Yan Xi stepped out of bed, hugged Nervous Moon from behind, and whispered in his ear. On Chinese New Year's Eve, lit up with lights and decorated with a silent night, Zhang Yue felt that the neon lights on the streets were not flashy, but warm. Maybe it's because you can see the shadow of reunion everywhere, this night, noisy, carnival, but also warm and peaceful. Many times, Zhang Yue chooses the latter, with her family, quietly waiting for the arrival of the new year.

This year's Chinese New Year's Eve is the same, he woke up early in the morning, as if he could already see the prosperity of the evening.

He missed the New Year's countdown to New Year's Day, and this time, he didn't want to miss it again. So Zhang Yue planned to stay at home all day, and he would accompany Zhang's mother Zhang Luo for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner as soon as he got up. Yan Xi also came to help, and she was posting paper-cuts and couplets in the living room with great interest.

Zhang Yue grabbed the wings and head of a large gelding with one hand, completely exposing its throat to the bright light of the knife. The big gelding struggled, his tied legs stretching frantically, kicking and kicking, trying to break free. But Zhang Yue didn't give it much time, and the kitchen knife in his hand swiped lightly.

Poof!

The blood vessels ruptured, and blood spurted out, landing right on the white porcelain bowl below. As the blood flowed more and more, the chicken's struggle gradually weakened, and finally it could only lie on the ground softly, kicking its legs from time to time, and there was a faint breath.

"Mom, this chicken is very tenacious, and it can still move after bleeding." Zhang Yue said with a smile.

Mother Zhang came to take a look and said with a smile: "Of course, I have been picking this chicken for a long time." Nice eye, right? ”

Zhang Yue nodded, and was about to move on to the next step. Yan Xi suddenly trotted into the kitchen with a playful smile on her face: "Auntie, when I just pasted the couplet, I suddenly remembered that I learned calligraphy in college, or let him write the couplet." As he spoke, Yan Xi also raised the brush in his hand.

Zhang Yue was stunned, not knowing what Yan Xi was doing. Zhang's mother was very interested, gave Zhang Yue a look, and said: "Go and go, it's okay for mom to come here, write a little better, give our parents a long face." ”

Zhang Yue agreed with a smile, but her heart was still full of doubts. After leaving the kitchen, the smile on Zhang Yue's face faded and became the usual blandness, he looked at the elated Yan Xi and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Huh? Let you write couplets! Yan Xi set up a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, with some innocence on her face.

This kind of look, Zhang Yue has seen it since she was a child, and she has long understood Yan Xi's thoughts, and she no longer goes around in circles, and says: "Today on Chinese New Year's Eve, I want to accompany my mother." Saberfang, you can deal with it, right? What's more, the weather is quite suitable for you to fight. ”

Yan Xi's expression gradually changed, a little more cold, she was a little angry, angry with the man in front of her, "I have already helped you bear it twice." For the last time, you can wrap it up. ”

Zhang Yue sighed, looked back at the kitchen, and said, "The person Sword Tooth is looking for is not me, it's you." ”

"But I need you." Yan Xi said softly, with an inexplicable power in her voice, which was obviously gentle and gentle, but it made people unable to mention the power of refusal. Zhang Yue gritted her teeth and said, "Not today, at least after the New Year." ”

Yan Xi sighed, picked up his mobile phone and dialed it, and said, "I'm not free today, it's the New Year, what kind of fight." Fight tomorrow, you set the location, okay, that's it, bye-bye. ”

Zhang Yue asked, "Are you talking to ......?"

"Sword Fang? How else do you think he contacted me last time? Yan Xi took back her mobile phone, pointed to the red paper on the table, and said, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and write couplets!" ”

The Straight Heart Gym is deserted, and the festivity outside the Gym is completely different. A door seems to separate two worlds. One is vibrant, the other is vigorous; A heaven on earth, a hell of a ghost. In the eyes of outsiders, this dojo is a ruin, and there should be no life, but there is a beautiful man inside, holding a knife, and the envious face of women is even more terrifying than this cold winter at the moment.

Jianya put down his phone and continued to look at the knife in his hand, staring intently, as if the knife had become his everything. Last night, he had a dream in which there were dark shadows and pools of blood. Now, he's still in that dream. It's a very strange situation, where you can't wake up from your consciousness and dreams, but everything in your body acts according to your unleashed instincts.

Not far away, there were several figures that seemed to be about to make an appointment, all shuttling through the flow of people at the same pace, and after a while, they gathered in front of the door of the Zhixin Daoist Hall almost at the same time. Among them, an old man, hunched over his waist and carrying his hands behind his back, was thin and small, and looked very shrewd. He pinched a round lens, put it in his dim old eye, and looked into the hall.

"It's very demonic! Let's do it together! The old man's voice was unexpectedly clear and beautiful, and it was not at all like his countenance.

"Okay, then the old man will take the lead." A kind-faced little monk bowed deeply to him and smiled rudely. The old man glanced at him and shook his head in disappointment, but did not refute his words, but walked slowly towards the hall on crutches.

Behind him, in addition to the little monk, there was also a pair of young men and women, holding hands and watching with interest.

Walking to the door, the old man was about to cross the threshold when a hoarse voice came from the hall.

"One step, die!"

The old man's newly stepped foot paused, and his whole body froze in place, not daring to move. People say that the older you live, the more reluctant you are to die. Therefore, the elderly are always particularly sensitive to death. Just now, the old man felt that if he really took this step, the next moment, he would probably be separated.

It took a long time for the old man to regain his courage, retract his feet, and then without saying a word, turn around and run. He has no regard for his demeanor as an elder.

The little monk and the young man and woman all looked surprised, and for a moment they were in awe of the hall in front of them. But they are young people, and young people are always bloody, and when they get to the door, they don't dare to enter, and they can't do this kind of thing. In their opinion, the old man's actions are very shameful.

The little monk bowed again, this time facing the young man and woman, and he smiled: "Then this time, the little monk will go first, and I hope that the two donors will take care of it more later." ”

With that, the little monk strode forward, looking extremely chic, but a discerning person could see his caution. Because every time he takes a step, his momentum will rise a little, and I believe that when he steps into the gym, it will be the peak of his momentum.

"One step, die!"

Again, the face is a different person. But the result? It's the same. The little monk was stunned, and the momentum he finally lifted was wiped out with just one sentence. He suddenly admired the old man very much, in the face of such a terrifying momentum, he didn't even kneel, and he was already kneeling in front of the door and couldn't move.

The little monk trembled and wanted to say something, but finally blurted out a helpless cry.

Seeing this, the young men and women also dispelled the so-called bloody nature in their hearts, and quietly left, leaving the little monk who had a nervous breakdown.

……

After a busy day, Zhang's mother took advantage of her leisure time at noon and decided to take a nap. Before closing the bedroom door, Zhang's mother specially explained to Zhang Yue, "Baby son, the sound insulation effect of our door is very good, you can let it go." ”

Zhang Yue nodded with a wry smile and closed the bedroom door for Zhang's mother.

Yan Xi was lying on the sofa in the living room, crossed Erlang's legs, looked at Zhang Yue with a wry smile on his face, and said, "How is it?" ”

Zhang Yue asked, "What's how?" ”

Yan Xi pouted at Zhang's mother's bedroom and said with a smile: "What did your mother let you do to me?" I'm safe today, do you want to listen to your mother for a while and be a good baby? After speaking, Yan Xi gently stroked the hem of her skirt.

"I'm going to take a nap, you can do it yourself." Zhang Yue glanced at it and walked to the room, her face calm and without a hint of expression.

Yan Xi had a cold face, took out the green umbrella, hit Zhang Yue's waist, and said angrily: "I'm also a normal woman, okay to give a reaction?" ”

Zhang Yue seemed to have eyes behind her back, easily avoided it, and said, "I don't have time to mess with you." Go to bed early and have Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the evening. ”

Yan Xi smiled: "You can see my attack, then you should be able to see that demonic energy, right?" Even if you don't open black and white pupils. ”

"I said it was ...... today"

"There were four breaths that went there just now, and they were all our people. Three were scared away, and one was scared crazy. Fortunately, the madman was still calm, and those people were not stunned, otherwise they would have seen blood. There will be more people going next, this time there will be no blood, and the next time it will not be certain. Do you think there are other aliens in this city besides us who can deal with him? Yan Xi held the umbrella and said.

Zhang Yue's brows furrowed, and she stopped talking.

Yan Xi sat up from the sofa, still holding a green umbrella in his hand, "I don't hold a sword today, you won't expect me to fight him with this umbrella." ”

"I ......"

"If you can really deal with that demonic aura, he can not kill it."

“…… I have to rush back before dinner on Chinese New Year's Eve. ”