The unwanted knife is Ying's strongest knife, and it is the ultimate in her lifelong martial arts.

This knife has no thoughts, no thoughts, and the pursuit of eternity is housed on it.

"This body is the most special and noble body in the world.

You should hold the power of the world.

This body promised his subjects a dream,

It is an unchanging eternity for thousands of generations. ”

The thunder light spread throughout the entire Pure Land space, and this sword had nowhere to dodge, and it was impossible to dodge.

If he continues to use his dark elemental body to resist, Nanshuo will not hurt the enemy by one thousand and damage eight hundred like last time, if he eats this knife here, not to mention that this body is going to be gone.

"Ugh."

Nan Shuo let out a long sigh, and his eyes changed from black to purple and gold.

[Dark Moon Edge] and [Bright Divine Sword] turned into two beams of light, one black and one white, and converged in the air, gradually forming a one-handed sword in black and white.

The sword is intertwined with light and darkness, like an ink painting, which is incompatible with the space of the Pure Land.

Just when the majesty of the thunder was only 0.01 centimeters away from Nanshuo. The surrounding space suddenly loses its color, and time and space freeze in this moment.

All the matter in the space of Yixin was transformed into an ink painting, and the shadow was frozen in front of Nanshuo.

"There are three thousand avenues, each with its own ability; Only I am yin and yang, and evolve all beings. ”

Nan Shuo roams through the ink paintings, slowly walking along the side of the shadow.

In this world of ink painting, only the sword in his hand is the ink pen that dominates everything.

Nanshuo swung his sword at a blank space.

The ink stained the blank space with the blade of the sword, as if it had been submerged in water, constantly floating in the space.

The thunder light from the shadow also turned into ink, and dissipated into this blank and endless space with the wandering ink.

As the ink dissipated, Nan Shuo turned around and slashed out another sword, and a sword qi composed of ink swept away the shadow's figure.

"This sword should destroy the gods."

With only Nanshuo left in the ink space, this black and white world gradually dissipated, and Nanshuo returned to the pure land of one heart.

In front of him was a shadow suspended in mid-air.

"Well, can you have a good talk?"

Nan Shuo waved his sleeves and summoned a pair of tables and chairs, sat on the chair and looked at the shadow lightly.

Ying slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Nan Shuo with a complicated look, and slowly walked over and sat down opposite him, don't turn his head and don't speak.

"Well, don't stop talking, it's been thousands of years, don't you have anything to say to me?

For example, if I have lost weight; How did I get over the millennia; Why did I come to you now or something? ”

"Who's going to ask you that!"

Ying punched Nan Shuo's triumphant face, and said loudly with a slightly red face:

"You've always been like this, showing up in someone else's world and leaving without permission.

This time it's for some kind of boring reason.

Why, you're proud to beat me, aren't you......"

The more Ying spoke, the more excited he became, and at the end of the day, a few tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"Why? …… Why is it only happening now? ”

Nan Shuo looked at the figure in front of him like an angry little daughter-in-law, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, and wanted to step forward and hug her several times, but retreated.

Nanshuo's is like a stake, standing motionless.

Inazuma from a thousand years ago.

At that time, the Demon God War had not yet begun, and Shadow was practicing Naginata on a huge cherry blossom tree.

"Hey, that little silly girl over there, what are you doing?"

In the cherry blossom tree, a certain crumb demon god who had just run away from home after being beaten by his brother was borrowing wine to kill his sorrows.

"Who? Who's where? Shadow looked around with some panic, because it was the first time that Shadow, who had just changed her shape and was not yet mentally mature, and was left at home by her sister to practice martial arts.

"Can't you see me? Or is it that my Lord Dark Demon God is so unremarkable? Nanshuo jumped off the tree and yelled with a flushed face.

"Ah, don't eat me. QAQ”

Shadow saw a tall monster (I had never seen a man) walking towards her with a strange smell (smell of alcohol) and a flushed face (drunk on the face), and immediately squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

Although Kage and Shin are twin demon gods, but somehow, when Shin has become a thunderbolt demon god in his own right, Kage's mind is as naïve as a schoolboy.

Nanshuo looked at the shadow shrunk into a ball on the ground a little speechlessly, and the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared by half.

After sighing, he threw the flask and flew back to his temple.

Afterwards, because he left an important evidence of the wine jug, he was really identified as a major suspect in the case of "intent to misdeserve his sister" after returning home.

Zhen took the flask and found Fikral, and the Demon God of Light sent away the "Sister Protector Maniac" with a smile after suffering a "wild bombardment".

After wiping the remaining "ammunition fragments" on his face, Fikral walked to Nanshuo's temple with a blank face, and beat the sleeping Nanshuo wrapped in a quilt in front of a dark family.

Since then, Nanshuo has been regarded as a bond with the shadow.

After three days of this fight, I went to Inazuma to find Shadow's stubble.

For example, catch some strange elemental creatures to scare her;

Put a slime in Shadow's clothes while he's out of sight;

Coerce a few weak demon gods to intimidate her, etc.

During this time, the entire Teyvat people were in danger.

Because the Demon God of Darkness, who had already been at home, was active again.

Nesario, who had already started salting fish, also thought that his master was going to start conquering the world and became ambitious, but since Nanshuo asked Nesario to pretend to be a fox to deceive Shadow, the once powerful demon god was completely desperate for his future.

It never imagined that the powerful dark god who had defeated him would deceive an ignorant girl.

Just because the girl was curious about the fox, she had to let Master Nesario pretend to be a fox to scare her.

This kind of thing, it doesn't admit it...... Seems to be quite interesting.

In that era when demons and gods arose, time was the least valuable thing.

In just a few blinks, the ignorant girl grew into a cold beauty.

The huge cherry blossom tree has become a little decayed after the baptism of time, but Shadow still likes to hone his martial arts under that tree.

"Haha, are you delving into some useless stuff there again? What a boring guy, Ei. ”

The old god of Nanshuo was lying on the trunk of the tree that he had been lying on the ground for an unknown number of times, holding his head and looking at the shadow under the tree that was practicing slashing.

Shadow ignored the dog's mouth and couldn't spit out ivory, and continued to practice his every move.

Nan Shuo raised his eyebrows, planning to take out a thunder-attribute slime from the other space to disrupt the movements of the shadow's practice.

"Stop, Nanshuo."

As if anticipating Nanshuo's next move, Shadow stopped slashing and looked straight at Nanshuo on the tree.

"If you disturb my practice again, I'll tell my sister directly and let her clean you up."

In the past few years, almost all the demon gods of Teyvat know that Nanshuo has often run to his house, and it is naturally clear, plus his sister often cries and comes to talk to him after being bullied, Nanshuo has been beaten by Fikral and Zhen in recent years.

But this guy is getting more and more aggressive, originally once every ten days and half a month, but gradually evolved into once a week and once every three days.

At its most frequent, it even reached two or three times a day.

In the morning, he was really kicked away, he was beaten by Fikral at noon, and in the evening he ushered in the mixed doubles of men and women.

"Pain, and happiness."

This is what Nanshuo often said in his arms in the middle of the night.

As soon as he heard Ying say this, Nan Shuo suddenly sat up. After all, this is the first time that the little fool has used this method to fight back against him.

"Heh, do you think I'm still afraid of that woman after so many times?"

The corners of Nan Shuo's mouth twitched and said, Nan Shuo really has a slight upper hand in singles, but she can't stand her looking exactly like the shadow, plus her brother often suddenly appears for mixed doubles.

"Oh yes, then why are your legs shaking, and can you wipe the sweat off your forehead? It's disgusting to drip on my clothes. ”

Shadow sniffed the sweat that dripped from his kimono to Nanshuo, and said with some disgust.

“！！！！！！” Nan Shuo looked at the little silly girl in front of him in surprise who had been bullied by himself and didn't dare to fight back, he felt that this might be real or fake.

But Shadow's tear mole is under the right eye, really under the left eye, this Nanshuo will not admit it.

"Is it true that this guy has gone so far to deceive me?"

Such a thought flashed through Nan Shuo's heart, and a nameless fire burned in his heart.

"Okay, I didn't expect you to do this, you hateful woman, let's settle accounts with the two of us today!"

Nan Shuo stood up from the trunk angrily, and just wanted to jump down and fight with Zhen, but the devastated old trunk completely swallowed his last breath at this moment, "Smack!" The sound was broken.

Nanshuo's feet were empty, and for a moment he forgot that he could fly, and fell with the falling tree trunk, smashing straight into the shadow under the tree trunk.

Shadow was also stunned by this sudden scene, and stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

In the light of the sun, two shadows, always at a distance, overlapped with the sound of tree trunks rolling to the ground.

After a puff of smoke, Nanshuo half-closed his eyes and propped his hands on the ground to support his body.

"Damn, it was suddenly cut off."

Nan Shuo muttered a little depressedly, and then looked around.

"Where's that guy? And why does the ground here feel so strange? ”

Nan Shuo said suspiciously.

"Woo......"

Beneath Nanshuo, a faint voice rang out.

As Nanshuo's gaze shifted downward, a picture that he would never forget came into view.

Miss Ying was lying disheveled under Nan Shuo.

One eye was tightly closed, the other opening only a crack, and the purple pupils carefully surveyed the outside world.

The already beautiful and delicate face added a few red halos, which made her beauty a little more moving.

The cherry mouth is slightly open, and the distance between the attractive red lips and Nanshuo is less than ten centimeters.

And one of Nanshuo's paws was pressed on an important part covered by the kimono.

Nan Shuo froze, and gently grabbed it twice with his right hand.

"it."

As Nan Shuo spat out these two words, the figure that was pressed under him turned into a kettle of boiling water.

One punch knocked a demon god flying.

Then he wrapped himself in his kimono and ran away.

And 100 kilometers away, Jin, who was discussing with Fikral whether to marry a family, suddenly sneezed.

directly gave a wave of holy spear baptism to the face of Fikral on the other side.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't know why I suddenly ......"

He said apologetically, and then hurriedly wiped Fikral's face with the corner of his clothes.

"Ah, that's okay, it reminds me of the day we first talked."

Fikral said with a smile after being wiped by Zhen.

Really blushing and silent, Yu Guang looked at the majestic demon god of light in front of him with some embarrassment.