No.

This is impossible, and this is no longer something that can be judged by common sense.

The Lost Soul......

Why, there are tears!?

A person who does not have seven emotions and six desires, where do tears come from?

Fuya is the soul of life, the existence of the dominant consciousness, a person with a complete Fuya, is a normal person, a person without Fuya, a robot of the walking dead, no emotion, no fetters, no consciousness, will only wander blindly, or obey the orders of the master.

But

Lin Yi didn't let her come out, but she took the initiative to kill from the jade pendant space.

She obviously didn't have seven emotions and six desires, but she inexplicably shed two lines of tears......

Lin Yi didn't know what was going on, and he didn't understand what was going on with the wine, and after thinking about it, he couldn't find an accurate answer.

Could it be ......

The only trace of consciousness left in the wine is to protect yourself?

Otherwise, she obviously lacks her soul, and she will desperately block herself with her body again and again to prevent herself from being hurt, and when she can't do anything, she sheds tears of self-blame?

Thinking of this, Lin Yi's lips trembled slightly.

For some reason, Jiujiu's eyes were clearly empty and dull, but in Lin Yi's opinion, they were so distressing.

"Where do you go first?"

Zhu Yan held a butcher knife in his hand, gesturing back and forth in front of Lin Yi, he didn't seem to notice that there was something wrong with the wine, but was thinking about how to give Lin Yi a perfect disassembly.

In his eyes, dismemberment is an art.

Rough dismemberment was not what he wanted, and it was even a despicable means that he spurned and despised, how could such an elegant act be dealt with at will?

"Ahh

Zhu Yan's eyes lit up, he laughed, and said with a gloomy smile: "Since ancient times, sword cultivation has been good at using the right hand, since this is the case, let's start with your right......-hand man!"

Left-handers are not nothing.

It's just that people who use a sword with their left hand are extremely rare, and it's not a matter of habit, as we all know, right-handed edgeworth is far more practical than left-handed edgeworth.

In battle, in many cases, the right hand is more convenient than the left hand to defuse the opponent's moves.

Any monk who is experienced in actual combat understands this.

Lin Yi is no exception.

If the sword is the carrier of his body, then the right hand is his soul, the sword is the boat, the right hand is the oar, without the boat, at least he can use the oar to shoot the waves, but without the oar, even the best boat will not help.

"Good thing, this is it!"

Zhu Yan's eyes were intoxicated on Lin Yi's right arm, stroking back and forth, and the light in his eyes bloomed.

Due to long-term sword practice and sword, the muscle strength on Lin Yi's right arm is amazing, not the kind of bodybuilding wild, but a kind of restraint, which does not look very conspicuous on the surface, but when you really touch it with your hand, when you touch it, you will find out how amazing the explosive power on Lin Yi's right arm is!

however

The arm is far from the most powerful part of Lin Yi's body!

If you just talk about the physical body, Lin Yi's whole body, the most terrifying place is the wrist and fingers.

For an ordinary sword cultivator, the power of the arm throw is amazing.

but

A swordsmanship with high attainments and unfathomable sword cultivation, the flexibility of the wrist is absolutely outrageous, and the five fingers can kill people invisibly while talking and laughing!

"God, look at this index finger, it's simply the darling of heaven!"

Zhu Yi pinched the index finger of Lin Yi's right hand, trembling, unlike the other four fingers, Lin Yi's index finger can be called the core, and it is also the part with the most serious smell of blood!

Why?

Speaking of which, this is also inseparable from Lin Yi's habit of using swords on weekdays.

Lin Yi's gesture of holding the sword was the same as most sword cultivators, but it was very different.

When he kills, he holds the hilt of the sword with four fingers, and the index finger is habitually attached to the sword, feeling the cold at zero distance, pointing out the movement of the sword, so to speak, the movement of the index finger also represents the traces of his sword.

Often many masters do not dare to use this kind of sword grip style, because the flaw is too big, and if you don't grasp it well, it is easy for the enemy to see through the trajectory of your next sword.

nature

There are disadvantages, and naturally there are pros.

This kind of sword-holding style, once it is used well, the speed of swinging the sword increases exponentially, and the sword intent is even worse, which is undoubtedly very suitable for sword cultivation that kills with one blow!

And Lin Yi is very confident.

He was so confident that he would never let the other party see his sword!

Drawing swordsmanship, swordsmanship, are the two most frequently used sword moves he uses, they have long been perfected, and they can't be more familiar, and the biggest hole card he hides, and the biggest killing move, is the ghost flash!

In a sense, ghost flashes are not much different from sword drawing -

Fast!

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

This proverb is not unreasonable, although Lin Yi has spent most of his time on cultivating basic sword moves and comprehending the avenue of swords, he has also put a lot of hard work into sword speed and fast sword.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, a hundred years of sword cultivation, a thousand years of sword god.

It is precisely because Lin Yi has never stopped practicing swords day and night that his hand is a sword, a sword is a hand, an index finger is a sword blade, and a sword blade is an index finger.

The sword can kill, and the index finger ...... You can also kill!

"It seems that your finger has been stained with a lot of blood, right?"

Zhu Yan raised his head excitedly and laughed, and then under Lin Yi's painful frowning, he cut off Lin Yi's right index finger with a butcher knife, and when he fell into the air, he was caught by Zhu Yi with a handkerchief, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath in intoxication, and opened his big mouth and spit out two words from his throat: "Perfect!"

The index finger was broken, and Lin Yi never opened his mouth to beg for mercy.

No yelling, no trembling, no fear, just calm.

It's terrifyingly calm.

It's frighteningly calm.

Lin Yi just squinted at the crazy Zhu Yan with an expressionless face, and didn't speak, just looked at him silently, staring at him......

"Tick ——!"

A drop of blood fell to the ground and curdled in a short time.

Lin Yi, who noticed this small detail, inadvertently flashed a strange color in his eyes, thoughtful.

"Now, where is it going to be?"

Zhu Yanhaosheng put away the index finger that belonged to Lin Yi, raised the butcher knife again, touched the thick black nose and groaned for a while, then nodded decisively, and with a snort, cut off all the four fingers left on Lin Yi's right hand!

Nope.

Lin Yi relied on the biggest five fingers, and it was gone.

"Hahahahaha!!"

Splashed with blood, most of his cheeks were wiped clean with a handkerchief, and then greedily cut off Lin Yi's wrist again, and then cut off his right arm!

Poof, poof......

The sound of several butcher knives cutting off the flesh sounded in a row, and Lin Yi's entire right hand was completely lost.

Oddly enough.

Whenever the blood drips from Lin Yi's body to the ground, it will solidify into a solid in the blink of an eye, and Lin Yi is silent in all of this.

"Hey, you don't seem to be happy at all?"

Zhu Yan frowned, as if he was a little unhappy, he suddenly approached, and Lin Yi's face was almost zero distance to his face, his huge two bloodshot eyeballs stared at Lin Yi's calm eyes, cracked his mouth and smiled: "Hahahahahaha, you are not afraid of me! You are not afraid of me!!"

This discovery seems to make Zhu Yan very excited.

He jumped up and down in excitement, twisting his fingers and shaking the bones around his neck.

Under the sunlight that came out of the crack in the door, Zhu Yan looked particularly crazy, at this time, he was completely like two people from the business elites who usually laughed and laughed.

"Well, I smiled at my left hand......"

At the thought of such a perfect feast, about to be dismembered by his own elegant hands, Zhu Yan's mouth trembled with excitement, and his tongue kept stirring his terrible mouth.

"Poof, poof——!!"

One after another, Lin Yi's left hand, left leg, and right leg were all cut off by a butcher knife.

Lin Yi, who was tied to the cross, lost his limbs, like a human stick, which is not miserable.

But strangely......

Even at this point, Lin Yi still didn't scream, nor did he say a word, even a word.

He just

Deep black eyes, staring at the congealed blood on the ground.

All the time, staring at ......

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