The wrinkled face was full of horror, the eyes were wide, the corners of the mouth were constantly gushing black blood, the body was rapidly slumping, and a strong rancid smell permeated.

Chen Jiu leaned down and picked up a jade plaque from the waist of the blood dragon thousand, with the word "blood" written on it, the jade plaque was dark in color, faintly exuding a sense of resentment, as if there was a great grievance, unwilling to collide, wanting to break through the shackles of the jade plaque, but it was bounced back again and again by another invisible force.

"It's a lot of iniquity... ”

Chen Jiu sighed, stretched out his hand and crushed the jade card, only to see a burst of white gas rising and going away with the wind.

With a knife in his right hand, he cut off the head of the blood dragon thousand, and then, the dark red flames spewed tongues of fire, burning the corpse clean. After doing all this, carrying the thin head, his steps were a little heavy, he walked into the distance, put the knife into the sheath, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

It is not difficult to find that at this time, his breath has been a little intermittent, and he has fallen back to the half-step king level, his eyes are closed, and blood is faintly oozing.

"The negative effect of this ink pupil is too strong... ”

The pain of a thousand cuts deeply eroded Chen Jiu's eyes, the two eyeballs were hollow and slightly cloudy, and the pain was more than twice as strong as the last time.

"Uhhh ”

Wrapped in black veil, he couldn't help but cry out in pain, and a jackdaw suddenly woke up in the woods.

With the operation of the exercises, Chen Jiu's breath recovered slightly, but he couldn't support it after all, and after a few days and nights, coupled with the previous high-intensity battle, his consciousness gradually blurred, and then his body was crooked, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Three hours later, Sunset Valley...

After Xu Lun and Wang Bo's teams successfully rendezvous, they are now camping on the outskirts of this Sunset Valley, and they go out in groups to find other lone disciples of the City Lord's Mansion in this outlying area. Xiao You originally wanted to meditate and practice and comprehend the knife technique taught by Bi Zhujun, but he couldn't help Chang Li's soft grinding and hard bubbles, so he had to go on the road with her.

"Brother Xiaoyou... ”

Chang Li smiled skillfully, her pretty face was like a spring breeze, and the bright red dress exuded a fragrance that was like nothing, which was also intoxicating.

"Uh-uh... ”

Hearing this, Xiao You hurriedly returned to his thoughts, he was talking to Bi Zhujun before, and turned his head to look at Chang Li at a loss. Xiao You has always had little contact with girls, and at this time, Chang Li was tiptoeing in front of him, looking up at him, and the close distance made him feel embarrassed.

"Ahh What's wrong... ”

Nervously stammering, Xiao You took a step back, and his hands were placed somewhere, just put them on his chest indiscriminately.

"How do you feel like you're a little absent-minded... ”

Chang Li lightly punched him in the chest, and then jumped forward, leaving Xiao You alone to stand in place. Not far ahead, the senior brothers who were in the same team were all smiling and watching, laughing at him and incomprehensible.

An hour later, in the middle of the icefield...

Xu Xinyi walked forward slowly, her face pale.

Passing by a small valley before, she found that there were dozens of corpses in it, she endured the stench of the sky, looked back and forth, and finally vaguely identified one of them, it was Jiang Li, who was the leader of the disciple team in this early summer hunt.

"Lord Chen Jiu... ”

"I'll arrange it, and you must take care of it... ”

Choked up, she covered her face and walked forward quickly.

It's night, deep in the icefield...

Xu Wen walked out of the tent step by step, looking up at the night sky, the stars were dazzling, and he suddenly sighed a little dejectedly.

"In one more day, it's time to leave. ”

The blue painting heart shook the fan lightly, walking calmly;

"Do you remember Asa Er again?"

"Talking and laughing are all in the smoke and rain,

It's a dream.

Night remnants pale yellow flowers thin,

Leaning on the west wind alone. ”

Xu Wen was stunned and sighed lightly:

"I don't know how many nights like this, all of them worry about her?"

"Forget it, it's all gone. ”

Lan Huaxin's expression was also lost, and then, there were no more words, just standing silently, the night wind blew away Xu Wen's mink coat, blew away his long hair, and blew his eyes blurry and hazy, but it seemed that the few wisps of thoughts in his heart were swaying with the wind, but always, never disappeared with the wind.

A day later ... In the middle of the night ...

"Uhh ”

Chen Jiu cried out in pain, sat up suddenly, and woke up from his dream. His eyes were constantly oozing viscous blood, and it seemed that there was still some faint ulceration and pain, constantly tearing Chen Jiu.

Kneeling on the ground, Chen Jiu kept reaching out and pressing his eye sockets, trying to relieve the pain, but to no avail. If the pain in the middle of the night in the past was bearable, then tonight's pain has made Chen Jiu completely collapse, rolling all over the ground, completely ignoring his image.

In this way, after an hour, the severe pain gradually faded.

Chen Jiu lay weakly, paralyzed on all fours, presenting a "big" character.

Sweating profusely, Chen Jiu was just panting, his chest rising and falling violently, and he only had a feeling of the rest of his life.

"How can this be good... ”

took out the dry food and took two bites, Chen Jiu sighed:

"I hope Lord Anyang's prescription is effective... ”

At this time, a gloomy and dark voice suddenly came:

"What Anyang said is true, you can endure these days. ”

"Brother Slaughter?"

Chen Jiu hesitated a little, and slowly pulled out the ink-colored long knife in his hand, only to see that the dark red light on the ink-colored long knife was generous, one by one, as if breathing, a faint sound came out.

Obviously, it was the long knife that was talking to him. If ordinary people see such a weird, talking long knife, I am afraid that they will be frightened.

"The old man will try his best to suppress it, the power in your eyes is extremely violent, and it can't lead the fire into the body, and the old man can't do anything to be honest. ”。

"Is it ... ”

Chen Jiu sighed secretly, and suddenly gently wiped the long knife, and said:

"Your strength is the result of resentment, and the opposite is the opposite of the extreme, and fire is born. Is it possible that my eyes are yin to the extreme, and I will make fire, so that I can restrain each other, and the cycle will start over and over again?"

"Yes, but it's going to be painful. ”

A dark red light and shadow appeared on the ink-colored long knife, not like a human form, but with a bit of human feeling, this is the spirit of the man's butcher's knife.

"It's a good idea ... ”

"But it's up to you whether you can make it or not... ”

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