"Where...... Lin Ziye pouted and said, "What can he expect from you, is it ......?"

Lin Ziye tilted his head and continued to say the words buried in his throat: "Does he still want his son to become a dragon......

Giggles......

Another barrage of laughter.

The guard looked at him as if he were a monster, and then said to her, "Little girl, seeing that you are so young, how can you be such a ghost?"

"Could it be that a young girl like me should be old-fashioned?" Lin Ziye asked after thinking about it.

"This ......" Guard A was speechless for a moment, his brows furrowed.

"Don't talk, if you let go or not, if you answer 'no', I will immediately abolish your other foot," Lin Ziye said faintly, "Do what you say!"

The guard swallowed his spit, then closed his eyes, ready to die heroically.

At that moment, a voice rang out, causing Guard Armor to bother and open his eyes.

"Midnight, no, don't be embarrassed to guard the big brother!"

"Xiao Yi, you ......" Lin Ziye frowned, and then violently broke free of the guard's hand and ran to Yi Zhangyi's side, "Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay......" Yi Zhangyi forcibly glanced at the anxious Lin Ziye with pain, and said to the guard armor: "Big brother, thank you for watching my master, little brother is polite......"

"Brother, you ......" Guard Jia's brows furrowed even deeper, and he said to Yi Zhangyi, "You really don't care, right?"

"No, it doesn't matter, these are all minor injuries!" Yi Zhangyi's face turned whiter and paler, and he said to the guard: "Forgive me for being injured in my body, I can't, I can't give full courtesy......"

"Xiao Yi, when have you been here, and you are still dragging words...... Lin Ziye looked at Yi Zhangyi with tears and laughs, and pressed his shoulder.

"Yikes!"

Lin Ziye pressed the air and almost fell to the ground.

"Xiao Yi, your shoulder!" Lin Ziye tore Yi Zhangyi's sleeve with his fingernails, and there was nothing inside.

"Your arm ......" Lin Ziye looked around Yi Zhangyi in a panic and asked him, "Where is your arm?"

Saying that, Lin Ziye shook Yi Zhangyi's body vigorously, Yi Zhangyi's pale face was even more inhuman, and he reluctantly said: "Master, don't shake, don't shake, I'......m dizzy."

Halfway through his words, Yi Zhangyi fainted and fell to the ground, and gurgling blood flowed from under the black hoodie.

......

It turned out that when the demon sword war demon was about to run wild, Yi Zhangyi hurriedly blasted Lin Ziye and the others outside, and he had to face this demon knife alone.

Yi Zhangyi first used the technique of mouth escape, if he could influence the demon knife, it would be better, and it would be so troublesome to save it.

However, the demon knife didn't seem to pay attention to Yi Zhangyi's words, and broke free from the shackles of the yellow rune paper with more force.

One after another of the yellow rune paper was torn into pieces by the demon knife, and seeing that the demon knife was about to break the seal, Yi Zhangyi said that it was not good, so he pulled out the yellow cloth in the ring again.

"It's you who don't talk about it, don't blame me for destroying ...... with spicy hands" Yi Zhangyi originally wanted to use the word 'spicy hands destroying flowers', but when he thought that it was a demon knife in front of him instead of a woman, he suddenly changed his words.

"Don't blame me for smashing the knife with my hot hand!" Yi Zhangyi fixed the yellow cloth to the wall with one hand, and prepared to take out the pen from the ring with the other hand.

Yi Zhangyi was always wearing the black hoodie that lacked the left sleeve, and at this time, he faded the right sleeve of the black hoodie to his shoulder.

In addition to yellow cloth or paper, there are two indispensable tools for drawing talismans: pen and ink.

The pen is very casual, as for this ink, but it is very particular.

Depending on the non-universal method of different spells, there are different types of ink.

It's common to add some material to the ink.

Let's say, blood, hair, soil, yes, cinnabar!

Cinnabar is used the most, and if it is used as a seal, it is no better, but where can Yi Zhangyi Mountain find cinnabar, let alone cinnabar, not even a little ink can be found, how to draw a charm on the yellow cloth?!

Spit, yes, and spit.

Forehead...... Is it really okay to spit?

The answer is no, even if it can, if the demon knife is really sealed with a spell made of saliva, the future resentment of this demon knife will definitely be stronger than the current one.

Just when Yi Zhangyi was melancholy, God really ruined his desire to find the ink, and the demon knife finally broke through the cocoon into a butterfly and broke the seal.

Suddenly, the demon sword demonic qi flourished, and the blue-purple demonic qi leaked out, filling the entire third floor, and Yi Zhangyi could hardly see the location of the demon knife.

Yi Zhangyi said in his heart, no, if it continues like this, this demon knife will definitely be ruined if it goes outside, and he must prevent this qiē from happening.

Yi Zhangyi made a decisive decision to replace the ink containing cinnabar with his own blood and write on this page of yellow silk.

It's just that when Yi Zhangyi was about to bite it with his right hand in his hand, a cold feeling invaded the bone marrow, Yi Zhangyi looked down and saw that his right arm fell to the ground for no reason, and the sleeve of the hoodie on his shoulder hung down, picking up the blood gushing out of the wound, and flowing down and dripping on the ground.

When this qiē happened, Yi Zhangyi felt a burst of pain coming from the broken right arm.

It turned out that when the demonic spirit was in full bloom, the freed demon knife quietly came behind Yi Zhangyi, and then cut off Yi Zhangyi's white arm neatly with lightning speed.

Blood gushed unconsciously, Yi Zhangyi's only remaining thoughts after being stunned were instantly replaced by pain, and beads of sweat from his forehead burst out, but they stopped after a few bumps, because he calmed down, and after that, he immediately knotted the right sleeve of the hoodie and tightly tied the place where the blood was spraying.

Although the blood could not be stopped by such a simple and crude method, the worst situation has been improved.

"You come out for me, don't hide in the dark, aren't you a demon knife, is this what the demon knife did?" Yi Zhangyi was in a space full of blue-purple demonic energy, he couldn't see anything, and after being injured, his vision was even more in danger, and he couldn't feel anything except the heavy demonic energy.

Of course, Yi Zhangyi didn't lose his cool and said this to the demon knife, on the contrary, he had to lure the demon knife out of the demon qi in order to have a chance to subdue it.

Otherwise, if his left arm is cut off by him, he will be truly helpless!

Yi Zhangyi originally wanted to rely on the power of the ring to store the demon knife, but he didn't expect the demon knife to not eat this set, so now Yi Zhangyi can only find a way to seal it.

However, the act of wanting to bite his finger to draw a sealing spell has not yet been implemented, but his right arm was unloaded by a demon knife hidden in the shadows, which is really ironic.

Yi Zhangyi looked at his lost right arm, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Blood, yes, blood!

Save yourself from biting your fingers, this demon knife has helped me a lot, but it's just a little bit uncontained......

Forget it, if you break your arm, you will find a way to connect it later, and now, as long as you complete the sealing spell, you can temporarily suppress the power of this demon knife.

The pen, with his own hands, cinnabar, was replaced by blood, and the yellow cloth was prepared.

Everything is ready, and it is almost time to write, but ......

One of the biggest problems is in front of Yi Zhangyi.

That's ...... The demon knife cut off his right hand, and the only hand he could use was his left hand.

So far, I don't complain about the sky or the earth, I only complain that my parents gave birth to two hands less.

Yi Zhangyi had no choice but to put the yellow cloth on the ground, and then wrote and drew on it.

It seems that Yi Zhangyi's agitation method has worked, and the demonic aura on the third floor has slowly faded, and it is all surging towards the eye of the storm in the middle.

Yi Zhangyi was drawing charms crookedly on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was paying attention to the movement of the demon knife.

Although this demon knife quietly removed his right arm, this does not mean that Yi Zhangyi's speed is not as fast as the demon knife.

It's just that he didn't expect the demon knife to have a move, so Yi Zhangyi didn't even have time to release the most basic winding shield, and he was already hit.

Of course, this is also inseparable from the demonic energy that permeates the surroundings, if there is no demonic energy, then even if Yi Zhangyi can't dodge the move, his right arm will only be injured and will not be broken!

That's why Yi Zhangyi used the agitation method to make the demon knife active.

The demon knife gradually emerged, and that smug look made Yi Zhangyi very unhappy, but Yi Zhangyi couldn't confront it at this time, he had to complete the sealing spell immediately.

At this time, Yi Zhangyi must also have a deal with the demon knife and delay time, otherwise, the demon knife will attack again, and the crooked spell he drew before will be in vain.

"You, you're finally willing to come out......" Yi Zhangyi said to the demon knife.

At this time, Yi Zhangyi's lips had turned a little white due to blood loss.

However, the demon knife stood quietly on the side, facing him, but he didn't say a word.

"Good ......" Yi Zhangyi sighed, and said in his heart, if it is a human being, he can use words to maneuver, but this guy can't speak at all, and it is a fool's dream to say that he is talking about it, and now Yi Zhangyi can only pray that his words can have a subtle effect, deter the demon knife, and buy a little time for himself.

"Why don't you speak?" Yi Zhangyi said commandingly.

Of course, the demon knife can't speak, Yi Zhangyi said this, but he just didn't have anything to say, and he was just trying to delay time.

"If you don't speak, I'll treat you as a dumb ......" Yi Zhangyi replied, his hand was like a flying pen.

"Even if you can't speak, you can learn, don't you have any feelings when you regain your freedom?" Yi Zhangyi stared at the yellow cloth, and said as he glanced at the demon knife.

"You ......" Yi Zhangyi was about to phrase the next sentence, when he suddenly heard a voice in his mind.

"What are you drawing?"