Chapter 494: No Flowers
"Demon Knife Ink Butterfly?"
Ye Xiu looked at the short knife in Yan Che's hand in great surprise.
The handle of the knife is dark ink, and the scabbard is also inky.
The body of the knife is engraved with many seals, and a black jade stone is embedded in the hilt.
It's just that because the whole knife is dark, the jade is not conspicuous.
What surprised Ye Xiu even more was that this Ink Butterfly Knife turned out to be a knife without a blade.
A blunt knife that can't move people, and you can't see the edge in the sun?
What worried Ye Xiu even more was that the moment Yan Che held the ink butterfly in his hand, his eyes suddenly changed like a person.
That touch of madness and murderous aura is so familiar.
Kou Yan, the commander of the demon soldiers lying on the ground with his head in his arms, was already frightened by the sword light and was about to faint.
Hearing the sound of slashing around him, he moved his arm covering his head and secretly glanced at his surroundings.
I was stunned to find that the originally quiet forest was like hell at the moment, and there were bones of demon people everywhere, and I was terrified.
When they entered the forest, there were hundreds of demon soldiers, but at this moment, less than a third were left.
All the others died in the previous sword light, corpses everywhere, rivers of blood flowing.
"It's over, it's over, the damage is so bad, I have to get rid of my position!"
Kou Yan, who was lucky enough to pick up a life, his first reaction was not to celebrate his life, but to worry about his official position.
Kou Yan looked at Ye Xiu in wonder and asked, "Who is that, what about you, the biggest tiger demon, what's going on, aren't we trapped, why did we suddenly become like this?" ”
Ye Xiu pointed to the pillar that was pulled out of the soil by Yan Che and was chained, "Because the thing that is causing trouble has been found." ”
With a scabbard and a pillar in the soil, this demon knife can also cage the entire Mixed Yuan Forest in an illusion.
What an evil knife!
Only then did Kou Yan notice Yan Che who drew a knife next to the pillar, and his eyes lit up: "This knife was found here!" Great, you two will each reward 500 gold coins! Come, give me the knife! ”
Although his soldiers suffered heavy casualties, he found a knife of unknown origin, which may be a treasure that can atone for his sins.
Wouldn't the official position be kept!
Thinking of this, Kou Yan couldn't help but smile again.
But Yan Che still turned his back to everyone as if he hadn't heard anything.
The hand holding the demon sword ink butterfly was trembling slightly.
The inky knife erodes the mind of the person who holds the knife, and probes the angriest, the most vulnerable, or the craziest in the heart of the knife wielder.
Set off the most helpless moment in the heart of addiction.
It's clear that it's happening again before my eyes.
The ears kept echoing the never-ending shouts of killing and screaming in pain that night.
and the soul-sucking halberd that stabbed into her chest and swirled in her chest, nearly shattering her entirely.
This helplessness devours reason, this anger drives people mad!
And there is a voice in his head that keeps laughing at himself: "Incompetent you, incompetent you!" ”
"Incompetent You !!"
Holding his head in agony, his whole body began to tremble.
Seeing that the honey badger demon next to the pillar was actually holding the treasure he found in the Mixed Yuan Forest, Kou Yan ignored himself, raised his hand, and pointed to the rest of the demon soldiers who were still alive: "What are you still doing in a daze, go and take the treasure back!" ”
Several demon soldiers who wanted to make meritorious contributions immediately ran to Addiction and reached out to grab the knife.
Suddenly, he turned his head, and his gaze was so terrifying, like a terrible ghost crawling out of the eighteenth layer of hell.
Holding Mo Die's hand moved, the demon knife passed through the body of the demon soldier, like a string of sugar gourds, stabbing several demon soldiers to death with one knife.