Chapter 158: Long and narrow eyes

The flames are soaring, and it is very easy for to burn down a wooden house, and I don't know why Inkknife would put forward such a condition, but in order to prevent Inkknife from escaping, still does it. 35xs

But at this moment, there was a sudden scream from the wooden house.

"You!" Hearing the scream, Darkness immediately understood the intention of the ink knife.

I was about to rush into the wooden house to save people.

She didn't have to guess who was in the hut, and who else could be in the hunt for the ink knife.

Those people belonged to a thousand tribes like her.

You can't kill each other, it's an absolute rule of a thousand departments. Once violated, regardless of the reason, it will be divided by the sentence.

The sentence was to first cut off the limbs, then take wound medicine to stop the bleeding, and finally put them under the scorching sun for 7749 days, so that people were tortured.

During this period, in order to prevent the tortured person from dying early, there will be a special person to take care of it.

The purpose of this criminal law seems to be torture, and in order not to face such torture, all must abide by the rule of non-cannibalism.

Darkness is willing to face torture, and for that she must save people.

Dark didn't expect that the ink knife would be so vicious and would use her.

The ink knife will always flee when facing the enemy, but that can only show that the ink knife is cautious.

Dark originally thought that people with the realm of killing would at least not be too insidious and cunning, otherwise how could they have the obsession of killing?

But the dark ghost was wrong, the ink knife was so insidious and cunning.

And there is only one purpose in doing this, which is to live.

Turning around, Dark and went into the wooden house to save people, and suddenly a figure stood in front of her.

The figure was black, with a broken knife in his hand.

"Get out of here!" secretly snorted, contemptuous of the ink knife to the extreme.

The desolation burst out from all over the body in an instant.

"I said I wouldn't run away this time. The ink knife said loudly, and the knife in his hand moved as he spoke, and he went straight to the darkness from top to bottom.

At the moment of the knife, the intent to kill gushed out, canceling out the dark and desolate realm.

It is impossible for the ink knife to just watch the darkness rush into the wooden house to save people.

Swing your sword at the same time and walk sideways. Darkly stepped behind the ink knife.

Without the advantage of the realm, there are still moves in the dark.

A long sword in his hand flew up and down, relying on his body technique, and the angle of the sword was even more tricky.

The broken knife in the hand of the ink knife is straight forward, and during the period, it will also move by the body method and swing the knife to slash each other, but compared with the darkness, it always looks very clumsy.

Gradually, the darkness actually suppressed the ink knife a little.

It's just that Dark Yu is thinking about saving people, and every time he just suppresses the ink knife, he wants to withdraw and retreat and rush to the wooden house to save people.

How could the ink knife be as he wished, every time at this time, it would quickly block the knife.

It's just that Modao couldn't understand why Dark Shadow cared so much about those people trapped in the wooden house. 35xs

In his opinion, Dark is definitely not a good-hearted person, and there must be a reason for such a hurry.

Although I don't know what it is and why, the more anxious Dark is concerned, the less the ink knife will let him save people as he wishes.

The two didn't know how long they had been entangled, although there was a tendency to suppress, but Dark was never able to subdue the ink knife.

Similarly, the ink knife did not leave a single scar on Dark Shadow's body.

But the fire burning behind them was extinguished.

The smoke was slow, and only the ashes drifted away in the wind.

In the midst of the ashes were several corpses on display.

Looking at those corpses, her dark heart instantly sank to the bottom, and she knew that she would definitely die this time.

But even if you die, you have to complete the suzerain's mission. Darkness thought to herself.

Those people are dead, there are no worries, and the dark shots are beginning to become decisive and decisive.

Suddenly, the ink knife instantly felt the pressure.

You can easily dodge each other by relying on your body, but Modao finds that he can't fight back.

Since coming here, Modao has begun to pay attention to the so-called flow of moves, and has also decided in his heart to learn moves.

But Modao didn't expect to be able to achieve such an effect with just moves.

It's a pity that the person in front of him has a sword in his hand, otherwise, the ink knife can at least steal the skill for his own use.

"Sword?" Mo Dao was slightly stunned. "It's all the same moves, why should there be a sword. ”

Thinking of this, the ink knife began to pay attention to the moves used by the dark ghost, and then used his own hand to interrupt the knife and perform it.

The long sword rests and stabs, from the bottom to the top, and the feet are slightly crossed, forming a front and back trend. Why is it this posture, the ink knife does not understand.

But the ink knife learns to take a dark posture. The same feet are differentiated, forming a crossover trend.

It's just that the knife in his hand is not a stab, but a pick.

In an instant, the two blades collided in one place.

At the same time, the darkness moved again, and at the same time that the long sword was blocked, the differential feet instantly exerted force, and the body rotated with it.

He stabbed his sword and slashed down, while stepping forward with one leg from the back.

At this moment, the darkness looks like a word, and the legs are in a straight line.

Why do you turn around, why do you suddenly attack with your legs? Seeing Dark Shadow act like this, Mo Dao was very puzzled.

Although he was puzzled, he still did it.

It's just that he had just turned around, and suddenly he stumbled under his feet, and his legs were mixed with each other, and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, at the last moment, the ink knife waved his hand to interrupt the knife and used it to support it to stabilize his body.

Then, with the momentum of the rotation, he dodged the long sword under the darkness.

Although the sword dodged, the leg that fell downwards was no longer able to dodge the ink knife at this time.

With a bang, Dark One Leg kicked on the lower abdomen of the ink knife.

After the blow, Darkness did not stop, swinging the long sword and stabbing it on the ground, and then with the help of force, one turned over and came to the direction directly above the body of the ink knife.

With a wave of the sword in his hand, he brought out three afterimages and went straight to the ink knife.

Because he was kicked, Modao's body instantly lost its balance and fell to the ground. At this moment, in the face of the stabbing long sword, there is nowhere to dodge.

"That's the trick? The ink knife gradually understood, why the dark and dark crossed his feet, and why he stabbed the long sword diagonally.

All of this is in preparation for the next move.

And the differential feet are also for the convenience of exertion.

Borrowing strength to move has always been what Modao is good at, and it has always been instinctive.

But at this moment, Modao cares too much about moves, so much so that he has forgotten this instinct a little. Coupled with the fact that his knife was useless here, the ink knife subconsciously thought that he was at a disadvantage in the battle.

But all of this is just wishful thinking on the part of the ink knife.

At this moment, he finally understood.

If there is nowhere to dodge, then do not dodge.

In the face of the dark stabbing sword, the ink knife did not move, without the slightest intention of dodging. It's just that his hand is broken, but the knife moves.

Instead of resisting, the ink knife seemed to deliberately slow down, and only waved his hand to interrupt the knife after the long sword stabbed.

The ink knife still has a wound medicine on his body, and all he has to do now is wait for the dark sword to stab him for the moment, and swing the knife to fight back.

But who knows, the dark and dark saw that the ink knife realm did not hide, as if he suddenly thought of something, his eyes changed. The sword in his hand stopped abruptly, staying less than an inch away from the throat of the ink knife.

She stopped, but the ink knife did not stop, and the knife in her hand went straight to Dark's left arm.

Slashing people's arms has almost become a habit of ink knives, and in an instant, blood splattered, and an arm that still held a long sword fell.

The arm was broken, and the darkness no longer posed a threat to the ink knife.

This should have made the ink knife happy in his heart, but at this moment, the ink knife had a calm face.

Just because in the Valley of the Absolute Gods, even if you let people lose too much blood and die, they will be punished. The ink knife knew this, but just now, he forgot it.

Looking at the lying on the ground, there was no intention to fight.

Ink Knife needs a person, someone to use, to end the dark life early.

"Kill me. Suddenly, he said in a dark voice. She had no hope of surviving. The hand-out of the ink knife surprised her, and she wanted to catch the ink knife back unscathed, like a fool's dream.

And she accidentally killed her fellow disciples.

Both left and right will be killed, it is better to die happily.

Without accosting him, Modao rolled over and jumped onto a nearby house, looking left and right to try to find someone he could take advantage of.

But the ink knife searched for a long time, but he couldn't see half a figure.

At this time, the dark face was already pale and terrible, and he was dying, and he was about to die.

But the ink knife still didn't find anyone to use.

Turning over, the ink knife came to the side of Dark Shadow.

"Kill me......" Lost a lot of blood, making the dark voice sound weak.

Obviously, she was dying.

Originally, a person of her skill would not die so easily even if someone cut off an arm.

But he had no intention of surviving, and he turned a blind eye to the shoulder wound and did not treat it at all.

She was already bent on death, even if she was going to die now, and tried to get the ink knife to kill her and end her life as soon as possible.

Kill her? Modao won't do this, it's not because Modao is merciful, on the one hand, because Modao can't kill, and on the other hand, Modao hasn't found a way to escape the rules.

Although, since the moment he came here, Modao saw that many people had killed people.

But Modao didn't find out that those people used any special means when killing people, so Modao didn't have a clue about how to escape the rules.

Approaching the darkness, the ink knife reached out and took out a porcelain bottle, and poured a pill from it.

It was the only wound he had left.

Reaching out and removing the mask from Darkness's face, the ink knife shoved the only remaining wound medicine into Darkness's mouth.

"You...... Hmm...... "Dark Ghost wanted to say something, but the palm of the ink knife was on her mouth, so she couldn't make a sound. I can only keep screaming.

At this time, Modao guessed the appearance of the person in front of him.

It's not pretty, but a pair of eyes are very special, very narrow, with a hint of desolation.

Just one glance can make a deep note.

Darkly didn't know what the ink knife had just given her, and in her mind it was some kind of poison that was highly poisonous.

It's just that I don't understand why the ink knife did this, obviously one knife can end her life, and it will waste a poison.

The reason why he resisted just now was only because his face was seen by others not far away.

For as long as she can remember, Darkness has been wearing a mask, and even those closest to her have not seen her face.

At this point, the mask was suddenly taken off, and it felt like being stripped naked.

Only after a moment, Darkness gave up struggling.

She knew that she was dying, and that there was no need to be ashamed of those who were about to die.

Gently close his eyes, quietly waiting for death.

But she waited for a long time, but she couldn't wait for death to come.

Instead, I felt a warm current suddenly gushing out of my body, which instantly surged all over my body.

It felt so uncomfortable that she even forgot the fear of death.

Gradually, the darkness no longer felt cold, and the wound on his shoulder no longer felt pain.

Finally, Dark Dream opened his eyes and stood up.

The arm that had been severed by the ink knife had long since been restored.

At this moment, she still didn't understand that what the ink knife had just fed her was not a poison at all, but a miracle medicine for healing.

"Why did you save me!" Facing the life-saving benefactor of the ink knife, Dark did not have the slightest sense of gratitude, and shouted loudly. Because she thought about what she was going to face next, it scared her.

"Why did I kill you?" asked Inkknife rhetorically.

No, he just didn't want to expose his weakness that he couldn't kill.

"Because I'm going to kill you, I'm going to take you back. Isn't that enough for you to kill me!" Dark roared fiercely, she wanted to kill the Ink Knife, because the Ink Knife's act of saving people was not saving her at all, but harming her.

Plunged her into a place of no return.

"I don't want to kill you. There was no better reason for Modao to say so.

"Unwilling?!" Darkness was suddenly stunned, she never thought that the man in front of her, who was sinister and cunning in her eyes, and full of murderous intent, would say such a thing as unwilling to kill her.

"You...... You really just don't want to kill me?" the dark voice suddenly changed, no longer as intense as before.

"Yes. Ink Knife replied.

"Why ......" Darkness's voice became quieter, and her heart beat violently for no reason, that feeling Darkness had never felt before, which made her a little overwhelmed. But Darkness loved the feeling he had never felt before.

Mo Dao frowned slightly, a little upset by the entangled question of the woman in front of him.

But the ink knife still has a lot to ask the woman in front of her, such as why she burns people to death but does not receive punishment from the rules, and why others can kill people with impunity.

Therefore, the ink knife casually told a lie.

"Because of your eyes. The ink knife said loudly, the woman in front of him, only a pair of eyes made the ink knife feel special, so the ink knife said so. Originally, what Modao wanted to say was.

The ink knife just felt that the dark eyes were very special, but the dark man completely misunderstood the meaning of the ink knife's words.

"You...... You mean, you like my eyes. Darkly lowered his head, not even daring to look at the ink knife again, and his face was even redder than a ripe apple.

You can think of it the same way. "Modao didn't explain because he felt troublesome.

Who knows, after hearing the ink knife say this, there were tears in his eyes.

Since she was a child, she has always been the object of ridicule because of her narrow eyes.

is even more because these eyes have suffered a lot and have been neglected.

But at this moment, the person in front of him, who was about to kill her just now, decided to save her because of such a pair of eyes.

At that moment, the dark heart suddenly opened, and the desolation in his eyes disappeared.

(End of chapter)