Chapter 205: Sword Walk (II)

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Yin Huai was still silent, silently looking at the empty gourd that Shouyi picked up again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This gourd looked no different from the previous two gourds that were shattered to the ground, the color of the earthy yellow, the fat body, it didn't look like a sword at all, but in Yin Huai's eyes, it became the shape of a real sword.

Shouichi said softly, his tone was very gentle, and the hand holding the gourd was also gentle, as if he was stroking his lover.

This time, Shouichi didn't say anything about the sword's intentions, but just stabbed a sword straight out.

Straight is to describe the simplicity of the action, but not to describe the simplicity and directness of the sword that is stabbed.

Yin Huai couldn't see the sword made of the gourd.

Unlike the first sword Yin Huai saw, the sword light and sword shadow at that time were divided into countless paths, and even Yin Huai couldn't tell which was the real sword, but he knew where the sword ended up, so he cut off the first sword with a vertical sword.

This illusory sword is not like the second sword, the second sword is fierce, although it is the meaning of calm sea, but the horizontal line is the tide of the sea, which is surging with the power of an ocean, Yin Huai can only be used to break the line, three knives are three points, and the point is a white line full of the power of the ocean, which is a very smart way.

It's just that Yin Huai's cultivation time is too short, and the long and vast path of cultivation was just thrown out when he was just squeezed in, plus he was still young and his strength had not yet grown, so in the end, he still fell behind, but he still broke Shouyi's second gourd used as a sword.

Whether the first two swords take the bravery of the young man without hesitation or the majesty of the ocean, after all, there are traces to follow, and there are traces to find a solution, and traces to follow can find a breakthrough.

It's just a pity that the third sword used by Shouyi can't find the so-called traces.

Shouyi just stretched out his hand, there was no sword in his hand, and there was no menacing killing intent, the gourd was just like a gourd, as if Shouyi just handed out an empty gourd with a pleasant appearance.

Where is the sword?

There was only the wind, only the wind that suddenly blew a little mildly, and it had not been a long time since there had been such a gentle little wind like a lover's warm little hand on this yellow sand road.

The blow is very pleasant.

It was so comfortable that even Yin Huai didn't feel a trace of danger.

The wind blows here from the broken bridge of the West Lake.

If only there really weren't a sword.

If only the lover's hand had been so gentle.

Unfortunately, this is a bloody and cold story.

The story ends with the departure of the lover.

And this sword without a trace has returned to the world with a sword style that is no longer gentle and has become resolute.

The wind on the broken bridge of the West Lake still can't blow here, and there is only an empty gourd that has become like a sword.

The lover's hand is still gentle, but the gentle hand is no longer holding the person he once was, leaving him with only a cold back, like a sword that drilled into his heart and messed up that heart.

Yin Huai didn't take out the knife, because when he found out that he was about to take out the knife, the empty gourd stabbed out by Shouyi had already hit his chest.

Shouyi's hand stopped, the empty gourd also stopped, and the cold and cruel sword that could not be found from nowhere also stopped.

Yin Huai was still silent, but when the empty gourd was on his chest, his eyes were still full of loneliness and regret.

So when Shouichi's sword didn't pierce his chest, the look on his face turned into surprise, and there was some joy at escaping life and death.

"It's a pity, this sword is not good. Shouichi said this, shaking his head, and took the empty gourd back to his side.

What's wrong with this sword, only Shouichi knows, because it's not his sword, and even the prototype of this sword is not a sword move, it's just a song he heard in the forest one day.

Later, Shouichi found out who was the person who played the harp in the forest that night......

It's like the prototype of the lover's sword is just a song, the sword can kill, but the song can't kill, Shouichi is a pious swordsman, he doesn't want to use a sword that doesn't belong to him, and he doesn't want to kill people with a song.

And, of course, the most important point.

“...... Moreover, I won't kill you, I'm just going to break your knife. ”

This is the real and biggest reason, Shouichi smiled and said what was in his heart, the sparkle in his eyes made him more like a child.

Perhaps only a real teenager would be so persistent and loyal to himself.

Shouyi's eyes now looking at Yin Huai only have kindness, no killing intent, and he likes the young man in front of him more and more who still hasn't said a word.

Even if he still didn't like the knife in the boy's hand. But he still hopes to be friends with the boy, or at least to be like-minded.

Yin Huai saw the kindness and joy that was not hidden from the bottom of his eyes to the tips of his eyebrows, even through the empty gourd that was about to pierce his chest just now, Yin Huai could see it.

His eyes were always good.

Therefore, he will not miss the same undisguised malice when Mamoru inadvertently swept the knife in his hand.

Kindness and malice are contradictions that will not be mediated, but in the eyes of Shouyi, they are easy to mediate, just break the knife to eliminate their malice, and just become friends with the boy in front of you can make kindness more real.

It's a pity that for Yin Huai, this method is not a solution.

The sword cannot be broken, and if it is broken, he will not be a friend of the man who broke his own sword.

No one really knew what that strangely shaped knife was to Yin Huai, and even Yin Huai himself was not so clear.

The knife in his hand came from the previous life, and the gray page came here with his own knife.

Yin Huai always thought that he still had to return to that world after all, and came to the god with this knife to get everything back from him.

So, what exactly does this knife mean to Yin Huai?

Maybe it's not like Shouyi thinks, Yin Huai regards the weapon in his hand as a partner, it's a youthful idea.

Yin Huai is not a young and enthusiastic person, and he will not have such thoughts, he just knows that the knife in his hand will not be young and hot-blooded.

The knife was born to be used to kill people, and Yin Huai's knife was born to kill gods.

The knife was not a weapon to him, nor a companion, nor even anything attached to him.

If you insist on subordination, the knife does not belong to Yin Huai, but Yin Huai belongs to the knife.

The knife is the master, and Yin Huai is from.

When the knife finally plunged into the chest of that god, Yin Huai would definitely be there.

When the knife finally breaks somewhere in the two worlds, there will definitely be Yin Huai's corpse next to it.

That knife is not Yin Huai's life, Yin Huai is the proof that the knife is alive.

So if the knife is still alive, how can a person die, so if the knife is dead, how can a person live.

Shouichi doesn't understand this.,That's why I have such an innocent and cute idea.,That's why I came up with such a naïve and cute way.。

Yin Huai has always thought that way, his relationship with the knife.

So he wouldn't let Shouichi not let anyone break the knife, so he raised his knife again, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at Shouichi's kindness and malice.

It's just that even Yin Huai himself didn't find out that there were still some things affecting him after all, at least his existence was not just for killing gods, not just for the knife.

There are a few other things.

For example, a sweet and sweet voice......

Yin Huai didn't know about those changes, he raised the knife used as a killing god in front of a certain girl, an old horse, and a certain northwest male city.

Such a gesture tends more towards a certain sour and bloody word.

Guard.

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