Seagulls hover over the surface of the sea and gather and chirp, all vying for a potato chip, which eventually splits and the seagulls peck away.

One of the larger potato chips landed on the surface of the sea, and was picked up by an old turtle, who stretched out his neck and poked his head out to eat the potato chips, and since then he has drunk all the seawater and has never experienced the taste of potato chips again.

Natsumi clapped her hands, fed all the remaining potato chips, and turned to look not far away.

Under the dark canopy, two boys in trench coats stood in front of a Maybach, looking solemn, as if attending a funeral.

Last night, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the Meteorological Bureau predicted that there would be a storm in the next few days, so the road was empty, and Chu Zihang took this opportunity to drive this Maybach to this sparsely populated suburban sea.

No one knows how long Chu Zihang has been here, maybe he drove the car here last night and left, maybe he stayed here for one night, Xia Mi and Lu Mingfei took a taxi to arrive, and when they got out of the car, they saw Chu Zihang standing next to Maybach silently.

Then Lu Mingfei carried out intensive training for Chu Zihang, until the latter initially mastered the deadly waist knife and died in the moon.

Now that the curtain is over, they're back at Maybach.

This super luxury car, which has been praised by Chu Tianjiao many times and has a V12 engine, is full of bites and scratches at the moment, it looks like countless evil ghosts have killed or eaten it, and the body is dripping with pitch-black blood like asphalt, the rainstorm can't wash away these blood stains, and even the smell is full of bloody and brutal smell.

The sea breeze whistled and whistled, and the fierce howls of the demons seemed to be last night.

As I got closer, I felt more and more that this Maybach was really like a chariot returning from hell, although it escaped from hell, it was also contaminated with the breath of hell, so this car was destined to not stay in the world, otherwise it would bring ominous, not only for the city, but also for the people they cared about.

Chu Zihang's own Jun Flame spread out in a small area, and the golden flame in his palm rose, reflecting the boy's grim face.

Whether it was Xia Mi or Lu Mingfei, they didn't stop Chu Zihang's next move.

The wind blew the boy's collar, Chu Zihang was silent for a while, then took out a cigarette from his arms and put it in his mouth, and then lit it with Jun Yan.

He didn't smoke, and he didn't want to, but wrapped the cigarette in a golden flame and threw it at Maybach.

With a bang, the chariot of hell burst into flames, and the black blood was ignited like fine grease, and it let out a terrible howl under the burning, as if the demonic aura on this chariot had been purified.

If there really is hell, then burn this Maybach to the man who went to the prison of the black abyss, and let the other party be the same person in the hell, and one day he will kill the black abyss, personally light a cigarette for the man, and then the two of them will come out of the hell again.

Chu Zihang thought to himself.

The flames were blazing, and he watched with his own eyes as the Maybach gradually turned into molten steel.

However, at this moment, a paper card floated from the sea breeze, and Chu Zihang reached out and grabbed it like lightning.

Because he saw the content on this card, it was a postcard from Huanyu Group, Huanyu Group's four-character gilt, full of style, and the following is the group's landline phone number and address.

When Chu Zihang used to sit in Chu Tianjiao's car, the latter once bragged, saying that his boss was the big man behind the Huanyu Group, and he was so awesome that even the city leaders had to hurry forward to shake hands when they saw each other.

Chu Zihang looked at the man's smug face at that time, and felt that no matter how awesome the boss was, he was not as awesome as you.

Because when Chu Tianjiao described the big boss, his nostrils were almost turned to the sky, as if he was the boss himself, and the so-called big man behind the scenes was more like a little brother who carried a bag for him.

Chu Zihang grabbed the postcard and said in a deep voice: "That man has been driving for the boss of Huanyu Group, and the other party is not simple. ”

Lu Mingfei also saw this postcard, and said in a deep tone, "Maybe this is our opportunity." ”

At the beginning, he felt that the boss behind Chu Tianjiao's scenes was very likely to be not simple, and now that kind of trouble happened to that man, there may be some kind of unknown strangeness with that boss.

For a while, Chu Zihang's eyes were surging with Ling Ran's battle intent.

"It seems that I am going to prepare for battle, in that case, how can I not have a sword."

Natsumi's voice suddenly rang out.

Then a low chant burst out of the girl's mouth, an obscure and ancient word, a force that shook the world.

A terrifying magnetic field erupted, and arcs of blazing white electricity flowed around the outer edge of the field, spreading like a terrifying tide of heat.

Lu Mingfei looked sideways slightly, and Chu Zihang also looked solemn.

In that strange world, Xia Mi once used this spirit, so that those gray flesh tentacles were burned into ashes, and the entire Maybach seemed to be galloping in the gray snow.

The backpack on Xia Mi's side was melted and evaporated by the high temperature at this moment, and there were thirty-six blade fragments flying in the backpack, each of which was stained with black blood, which looked shocking.

Chu Zihang's pupils dilated, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble lightly because of excitement.

He recognized it at a glance.

That's the village rain! It's a fragment of the broken village rain! It's that man's former war knife!

Xia Mi sighed at these fragments, and took the lead in explaining: "When I was carrying Uncle Chu to get into the car that night, he instructed me, hoping that I would collect the fragments of the village rain and give you a decent war knife in the future, at least it can be used to cut monsters." ”

Chu Zihang was stunned.

Even in such a moment of life and death, the man finally thought about his future.

Lu Mingfei looked at these fragments that were constantly melting in the field of magnetic fields, and his eyes were deep.

"Now I'll fulfill that wish for Uncle Chu!"

When the words fell, Xia Mi's expression became extremely cold, a green silk danced wildly without wind, and thirty-six fragments of village rain melted at high speed in the field, gradually condensing into a brand-new knife embryo.

Xia Mi's spiritual realm was still expanding, and soon enveloped the Maybach, which was almost completely turned into molten steel, and this Maybach was also integrated into the refining of Murayu.

As time passed, a new village rain condensed out, the blade was long and narrow, and the whole body shone with a deep luster, sharp enough to cut through the air, especially with a deep texture on the outer edge of the blade, which looked like Maybach melted molten steel imprinted on it.

Xia Mi breathed a sigh of relief, and finally fortunately lived up to his life, and re-condensed this war knife, which could be regarded as making up for Chu Tianjiao's last wish.

"Wait!"

However, just when Xia Mi's face was full of joy and was about to send this brand-new village rain to Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei suddenly looked solemn.

“…… Want? ”

Xia Mi scratched her head and was caught off guard.

In other words, she will give this knife or not.

"Not almost." Lu Mingfei said.

"Almost? What's worse? Natsumi was even more puzzled.

Although her strength is weak, the deity is not weak, refining a knife or something, is it possible that you Hades King Lu Mingfei is still an expert?

"Here comes the knife!"

Lu Mingfei suddenly sighed.

Stretching out his hand, the village rain that had just been condensed flew into his hand with a 'boom'.

Lu Mingfei held the handle of the knife, and the blood line in the palm of his hand burst out spontaneously, and the blood water gushed out with a strong black qi, instantly flooding the village rain, and the entire knife body began to vibrate violently, such as shock, excitement, and longing.

Heaven and earth also became extremely dark at this moment, lightning weaving wildly, and wind and rain were coming.

Lu Mingfei stood under the black sea of clouds, his expression was solemn, he held the village rain in his hand, and his tone was as calm as a thunderstorm.

"Today, I will recast the village rain with my blood, I will go to all the places that I can't go, and I will kill all the enemies who can't be killed, and I will cast the soul of the sword, and then break a thousand blades, cut ten thousand enemies, the mountains and seas will not be destroyed, and the heavens and the earth will not fall! If thou wilt obey, thou shalt receive thy command! ”

The black clouds hung low, and the thunder shook wildly.

With Lu Mingfei's majestic drink, black and red veins spread out on the entire village rain knife, and the blood vessels like a mandala blooming rushed along the blade.

The knife trembled wildly, as if it had been given a new and powerful life, and even had not only life, but also the fiery belief that it was invincible and indestructible.

Xia Mi's whole body became stupid.

She finally understood what this knife was really lacking now, and what Lu Mingfei gave this knife was.

It was infused with something close to the battle spirit, and the power of the dragon bloodline could indeed affect the spiritual will of the half-blood, but this almost substantial manifestation represented Lu Mingfei's own terrible belief.

What exactly did this boy go through to have this belief, was he a white king or a black king level thing?

For a moment, Xia Mi's whole person completely fell into a daze of deep thought.

Until a roar burst out from the blade and resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Zihang, take the knife!"

Lu Mingfei waved his hand, accompanied by a sonorous thunder, and the village rain was wrapped in endless electric light and blasted towards the young man opposite.

As soon as Chu Zihang grasped the handle of the village rain, the powerful impact contained in the long knife made his figure slide back twenty meters, and the entire knife body shook violently, Chu Zihang held this knife in his hand, as if holding a wild dragon.

In an instant, the black clouds covered the top, the wind and thunder rolled and gathered, and the torrential rain came violently, completely flooding the world, but only the hot fighting spirit of the young man could not be extinguished.

Lu Ming stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the black dome with cold eyes.

He had a hunch that a new round of fighting was coming.

However, at this moment, everyone has a sword in their hands, and they are destined to be invincible.