Boro City. 35xs

The director of the painting boat snorted, plunged the translucent long knife in his hand into the ground, and sat down by a well in the courtyard.

The fan girl Sakura sat on the edge of the well, holding a book in her hand and slowly flipping through it.

"There is still some missing" The director of the painting boat took a deep breath and gently touched the hilt of the knife on the ground beside him.

This knife is named Yuan Sheng, and it has been with her for many, many years, maybe a hundred years, maybe two hundred years, and she can't remember how long.

Originally, she didn't like this knife much, but she was used to using it and was too lazy to change it. In addition, the knife is very hard and almost undamaged, so it has been used until now. But now, she and Yuansheng are completely connected.

The head of the painting boat exhaled again, reaching out and touching a red fragment embedded between the hilt and blade.

The fragment shone a hazy red light under the gray sky of the evening.

This red light reveals a hint of demonic, a hint of gorgeousness, and a hint of danger.

"The book doesn't say anything," Sakura Sakura, the fan girl, said lightly as she put down the book and frowned.

"It's okay, I just need to feel the power." The director of the painting boat licked his lips and said in a low voice.

"I can feel the power coming in." She held the hilt of the knife in her hand, and a trace of red light slowly spread from the shards into her body. It was as if the whole yard was only red for a while, and there was no other color.

This is the Red Dragon Tribulation Fragment. 35xs, a treasure that she desperately snatched from many powerful enemies.

After a while, the red light on the hilt slowly dimmed.

The director of the painting boat gently pulled out the Yuan Sheng knife, and let the knife slowly fade and disappear in her hand until it was completely invisible.

She stood up.

"Okay, next, let's go and see the next force, which is the place called Gongqumen?"

"Yes, but is it okay?" The fan girl looked at her with some concern.

She also knew that the Red Dragon Tribulation was constantly supplying strength to her sister, but this power was not without a price.

"I can still hold on," the director of the painting boat laughed, his eyes revealing a terrifying will. As long as she has a knife in her hand, she will never fear any enemy!

What if it's the owner of the Heart Tour?!

Sakura Sakura is becoming more and more worried.

She knew that the power of things like spirit weapons and demon soldiers was indeed far beyond the normal range, and could reach immeasurable levels.

But

This kind of thing is consumed by using the power of the Dharma sacrifice, and the Dharma sacrifice can last for ten years once and this is a normal frequency of sacrifice. It is also a normal law for military schools.

It's like a burning campfire, and dry wood has to be added every once in a while.

But my sister's current situation is different, she is simply using her spirit to supply fragments of power transformation. Flashing and dancing, those obtained from the slaughter outside, it is not enough to use it for legal sacrifices.

"Blu-ray actually wants to provoke me to get the Zhuge family, it's really damned. By the way, Sakura, did you find anything? She stood up and stretched, her strong, well-proportioned muscles squeezing and twisting with the movement, looking strong and powerful.

The fan girl gently hung a black jade jue in her hand on her clothes.

"Nothing, didn't find"

"Okay. If you find anything, don't hesitate to let me know. The director of the painting boat tilted his neck, "I really want to go back to the painting boat, but I still rest comfortably in the well and stay in a crowded place for a long time, as if my heart is a little uncomfortable." She frowned and pressed her chest.

"We'll go back when it's built," the fan girl smiled and said intermittently.

"Sakura, how nice you said it would be if we could live like this forever, play together, and do what we want to do together." The director of the painting boat said in a low voice.

"Yes" Sakura lowered her head, a gentle look on her face. "Sakura Sakura's favorite sister"

She reached out and unconsciously touched Yujue, which Bai Shixi asked her to bring with her, but she didn't say anything useful, and she didn't dare to ask. I took it and studied it carefully, and found that it was harmless to the body, so I obeyed and hung it on my body.

It's just that where she didn't notice, a black line faintly flashed on Yujue.

Night.

Bai Shixi changed into a close-fitting suit, gently put on a goat mask, and opened the window of the Red Whale commander's bedroom.

At night, the Songbai River is calm, and the waves are rhythmically beating on the wall of the boat. A cool breeze blew in from the window, bringing up Baishixi's long hair and swaying back.

He looked around.

On the deck below, a few of the top guards were quietly guarding, yawning.

In the distance, patrol boats with lanterns patrol around the Red Whale.

Bell, bell, bell.

The third watch has arrived.

Bai Shixi smoothed the folds of the black power suit on his body, pressed his hand on the windowsill, and took a deep breath.

Burst.

He exerted his strength suddenly, and the whole person flew out of the windowsill like a ghost. In the dark night sky, it was like a big bat, silent, and in the blink of an eye, it flew dozens of meters away and gently landed on the river.

With a snap, the foot of Baishixi clicked on the surface of the river, and flew into the distance again with the help of force.

He doesn't know any light skills, and no one here seems to study very powerful light skills, most of them are some moving and transferring skills that serve actual combat.

Although it will not work lightly, in the cathode state, Bai Shixi can feel that the yin and yang internal qi in his body are constantly running in and colliding, constantly producing some kind of strange changes.

This change can reduce the resistance of his movement to a certain extent. Even if he weighs amazingly, with the impetus and cooperation of Yin and Yang internal qi, he can still fly by simple and rough high-speed borrowing.

It's like a person jumping long and jumping hard enough, as long as the strength is strong enough, he can jump far at once.

He jumped up from the river again and shot away into the distance.

If someone could pass under him, they could feel that an invisible current of heat was erupting under White Rock Creek's body all the time.

It was this strong flow of heat that allowed his heavy body to move as lightly and silently as cotton wool.

To put it simply, Baishixi simply relied on its incomparably deep internal qi and used it as a jet to propel itself forward. In disguise, it creates the illusion of light work.

Moreover, this kind of use, for him in the cathode state, the consumption rate of internal qi is not as fast as the return speed, which has no effect.

All the way across the river, just a few breaths, Baishixi reached the shore, and then flashed silently into the dark night.

His speed was too fast, and he accelerated with all his strength like a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, he drifted hundreds of meters, and a mile was only two blinks of an eye to him.

A faint moonlight appeared from behind the clouds and sprinkled on the earth, and he could only be seen like a wisp of black smoke, constantly flashing on the undulating ground.

The direction of its progress is not Boluo City, but the Northern Honghua Mansion.

(End of chapter)