In the gray hole, the old knife wrapped like a big dumpling has fallen into a coma. The spider silk of the Ice Dragon Pattern Spider contains poison, paralyzing the ice and cold, and the Chinese person is stiff, and it will not die immediately, but it is difficult to say if it freezes for a long time.

The old knife looks old, but in fact, when he is really in his prime, Yan San waited until the spider silk turned into flocculent before he breathed a sigh of relief, this old knife was finally frozen, and only one breath remained, and his breath was dying.

The spider silk of the Ice Dragon Spider is somewhat special, it can be solidified into the thick silk of the male wound of the magic weapon in a very short time, but it only exists for half an hour. After half an hour, all the toxic and tough parts of the spider silk will evaporate, leaving only the flying ash in the form of flying dust, which is blown into powder by the wind and completely disappeared.

If the old knife and others were frozen alive for half an hour, even if he fell into the city with a knife, he would become a lamb to be slaughtered at this time.

Speaking from his heart, Yan San had a very small chance of facing the old knife and his Qiushui long knife, at least the Qiushui-like sword light Yan San would be difficult to resist. Yan San is good at punching and fighting, and the old knife is good at knife skills, which is not a thing in the same field, not to mention that the knife is longer than the hand, and he is born to take advantage. Maybe Yan San will be alive in the end, but only in terms of victory or defeat, Yan San can't take the old knife's Qiushui long knife.

Unfortunately, this is not destined to be a fair fight.

While the old knife was still in a state of dying in a muddy state, Yan San's eyes suddenly became dark, like a bottomless whirlpool, touching his forehead to the old knife's forehead.

Soul magic, soul echoes.

Originally, this soul technique could also be activated through eye contact, but the knife of the old knife was too terrifying, in case he broke free from the soul technique and gave Yan San a knife, it would be hell. For the sake of insurance, Yan San had to meet with the old knife head and invade the soul element of the old knife. It looks more ambiguous, like two...... But it doesn't matter, Bei Hongyu is even ignorant about men and women, and this one is even more ignorant.

Soul Echo is a small soul technique, similar to succulus and hypnosis, and a little lower than these two. Its function is to invade other people's souls, but it does not change or induce the behavior of the recipient, it is purely to see, as if you are a bystander to re-read the memories of other people's lives. Without resistance, the recipient will have a long dream in which he dreams about his past.

The key to this soul technique is that there is no resistance, and if you are on guard, then it will be useless to use the soul to echo. This is also the reason why Yan San wants to make the old knife half-dead and then cast the spell. The soul of a seriously injured person is also the weakest time, and it is the most susceptible to the effects of various soul arts.

Yan San successfully invaded the soul of the old knife and began to shake the soul element, causing the resonance of the soul of the old knife. It was much easier than he imagined, and soon, Lao Dao began to dream, and a large amount of information also appeared in front of Yan San. A person's memory is extremely complicated, if you want to read every paragraph, even if Yan San is now a fourth-order soul cultivator, he can't afford the consumption of soul yuan, but fortunately, Yan San's purpose is relatively clear.

Lao Dao's memory was skipped over in large sections, and finally his spirit was shocked, he found what he wanted, joined in with his soul, and rubbed a large section of information into Yan San's soul sea.

Four hours later, Yan San let go of the old knife, sweating profusely, his face was pale, his spirit was sluggish, and there was deep tiredness and excitement in his eyes. During this period, due to the lack of soul yuan, Yan San also stopped the soul technique halfway and replenished it twice, and finally completed the rubbing of all the information.

Ever since he saw the old knife's move, Yan San has become extremely interested in the old knife's knife technique. He now has a long knife to break the light wind element, but for chopping and chopping with a knife that is still in a primitive state, it is inferior to ordinary martial artists, of course, he moves faster and has more force, even the most basic movements can exert great power, but this does not mean that it can be applied forever by relying on those few ruthless strokes. Just like Yan San against the old knife, it is clear that the old knife's cultivation, body, and speed are not as good as Yan San, but Yan San will fail. Even if there is a fight between life and death, without other means, the old knife may die, and Yan San will also be hit hard. That's where the knife comes in.

Of course, Yan San is not without a little foundation in using knives, at least he has killed cattle and sheep in Mochizuki Tower for several years. But that's a short knife, and a long knife is different.

As Yan San's cultivation deepened, the more things he knew, the stronger the enemies he came into contact with, and the deeper his awe for Yuan Xiu Yi. He has moved out of the initial stage of 'fearlessness for the ignorant' and into a state of 'adapting to the rules'.

It's like a baby growing up, ignorant at birth, ignorant of the world, crying when it wants to, making trouble when it wants. As you get older, the more you are exposed to the world, the more restrained you become, knowing what to do and what not to do.

The soul world of the old knife is very simple, the first ten years of ignorance, and then contact the knife, obsessed with the knife, most of the memory is about the knife and knife technique, Yan San from his memory rubbing is the knife part of the old knife, especially the most basic knife practice.

Yan San's idea is very simple, after practicing the Heavenly King Decision, he is destined not to follow the path of ordinary people, but to be 'eclectic'. There is a bodhisattva in the fists and feet, and the same is true for the knife technique. Intercept the strengths of others to enrich yourself, do not follow routines, do not stick to one pattern, and melt thousands into one furnace, so as to turn one furnace into thousands in battle, and deal with abnormal situations that have not been encountered before.

After getting the knife technique, Yan San was tired, and the strong fighting spirit made the Phantom Blood Guard bite the old knife twice, making him continue to be unconscious, and then he was ready to fall asleep.

Originally, the monk slept very little, especially the soul cultivator, but this time the soul echo consumed too much mental energy, even if Yan San had a split soul, he was a little unable to withstand it, and he had to fall into a deep sleep for a while to recover.

Bei Hongyu didn't know what the hell was going on, Yan San investigated through the Yuan Array Hub, but it turned out to be in the big bath, motionless for a long time. Thinking about it, I still don't feel at ease, this stupid girl has a big chest and no brain, maybe she sleeps in the water and drowns, Yan San still decided to take a look.

As soon as I turned the corner, the huge pool was rippling with blue waves, and there was a person lying on his back in the water, which was Bei Hongyu.

Yan San's head buzzed, as if he was hit hard by a potato in the heart of his head: Bei Hongyu was indeed asleep as he guessed, and he was still sleeping in the water, but he was not dead. I don't know what method to use, half of my body is submerged in the water, half of my body is floating on the surface of the water, and I am floating on the surface of the water and breathing faintly, as if I am sleeping in a bed.

The point is: Bei Hongyu has no clothes on, and there is not a single veil on his body!

Yan San's eyes had lost his command, and he looked all the way to himself. Wearing clothes, I knew that Bei Hongyu's body was quite spicy, and at this time, his appearance was even more spicy! His skin was fair and smooth like milk, and he seemed to exude a hazy white light in the clear water at a glance. The body is plump, especially the two peaks that stand high on the water, majestic and magnificent, steep and straight, and the two points of red on the top of the peak are impressive.

Fierce!

The mountain peaks descended sharply, and then a flat river, a snow-white plastered land like a plain, and then down was the grass and water waves, and the deep valley was beautiful...... The round and snow-white retreat, the slender and slender calves are beyond people's imagination, and the lines are straight but soft, telling the beauty of feminine tenderness.

"Do you still treat me as a man? This is a naked seduction! Even a fool is unforgivable! Do I really dare not say it?" The beast in Yan San's heart roared wildly, his nose was hot, and something flowed out crookedly, and he stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his hands were full of scarlet. Yan San's eyes darkened, and his tired mind could no longer support the huge stimulation, and he fainted suddenly.

The snow-white huge room, a peerless beauty sleeping naked in the pool with a clear bottom, and a man lying on the ground not far from the pool, with a long nosebleed, looks like a lewd and voyeuristic hooligan, obscene to the point of death.

After waking up, Yan San found that he had been helped to the bed at some point, his nosebleed was washed away, and he changed into clean clothes. In the first battle of the Ghost Stone Forest, Yan San and Bei Hongyu, as the two major bloodletters, were inevitably stained with blood.

Coma plus bleeding and sleep, this time Yan San slept full, at this time he was in good spirits, and as soon as he sat up, he saw Bei Hongyu holding a bowl ......of soup, looking at himself with a smile, and said softly: "Wake up, drink some chicken soup to make up!"

Yan San smelled the faint fragrance coming from his clothes at the end of his nose and looked panicked, there are only three people in this gray space, and the old knife is still unconscious, so ...... Who's going to help you change your clothes? What else are you doing? Did I let people sleep?

Isn't this kind of thing said to a woman the next morning after a night of clouds and rain? I really let Bei Hongyu sleep? Yan San's tears were about to flow out, and he asked tremblingly, 'Who changed my clothes?'

"Who else?" replied Bei Hongyu with wide eyes.

'What about you...... Have you seen it all?' Yan San was entangled again and again, but still asked directly, he was afraid that he would not understand Bei Hongyu if he was obscure.

'Look!' You don't have anything on you, it seems like you're bigger than everyone else...... Why are you so nervous?'

"What else have you done?" Yan San's face turned red, his hands involuntarily covered his lower body, his heart was really mixed, and there were some strange secrets?

'I've helped you take a bath, how can I change my clothes without taking a shower?' and then ...... Sleep!' said Bei Hongyu.

'Sleep?...... Where does the scent on my body come from?' Yan San asked nervously, it was a matter of honor, and he had to be cautious. Although I don't suffer a loss in this matter, the nature of pushing and being pushed down is completely different, which is related to a man's dignity!

'Oh, I'll sleep with you, I like to hold things when I sleep, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well.' I used to hug my sister in light clothes, but today she is not here, so I will hug you!' Bei Hongyu said strangely, "Why are you so verbose?"

Yan Sanxin said that I was being verbose, and then asked without giving up, "Didn't you do anything else?"

'No, just sleep!'