This kind of pain came suddenly, inexplicably, it was like a hammer, hitting the heart of the ink knife, making the ink knife painful.

This kind of pain has never been experienced by the ink knife, but it is so dry and unforgettable. In the dark, the ink knife felt as if he had lost something important, but what was it......?

At this time, the ink knife only wanted to kill, kill everything in front of him, and let the blood spill all over the earth, because only in this way could he soothe the pain in his heart.

People have become ants at this moment, without the slightest chance of resistance, and even escaping has become a luxury.

The ink knife killed too fast, so fast that it turned this place into a sea of blood in the blink of an eye, so fast that before Guo Xiaofei could stab the spear in her hand, the person in front of her had already fallen.

But this group of people was lucky, because of the ring, the ink knife did not directly take their lives, only cut off their legs. Give them a chance to survive.

This group of people is also unlucky, the ink knife has a ring, but Guo Xiaofei does not.

Looking at the people who were constantly squirming on the ground, like insect repellents, Guo Xiaofei raised the spear in his hand and made up for them a fatal blow.

Killing all the people, Guo Xiaofei looked at the ink knife.

Ink Knife didn't care about her, but she couldn't help but care about Ink Knife.

Guo Xiaofei felt that the ink knife at the moment was a little different, this was not the first time she had seen the ink knife 'kill' people, but it was the first time she saw the ink knife 'killing' people for the sake of killing.

In the past, no matter who he fought with, there would not be the slightest expression on Mo Dao's face, but now, Guo Xiaofei saw a trace of anger in Mo Dao's eyes.

"What's wrong with him?" Guo Xiaofei was puzzled.

The ink knife stood in place, motionless. It's like a stake, but it's bright red. Endless blood surrounded him, and the stake remained motionless.

Because a stake is just a stake, it never feels guilty for killing, but the stake has a heart and a heartache.

Just like such an ink knife, his heart was still hurting, and the pain was heartbreaking.

It's just that the ink knife suddenly woke up, and he endured this pain, because he knew that even if he killed all the people in the world and dyed all the soil in the world red, he couldn't calm the pain in his heart.

After a few moments, the ink knife put away the broken knife and turned to leave. A ragged woman's figure hurriedly followed, following behind the ink knife.

"Where are you going?" asked Guo Xiaofei, and as he spoke, he was about to chase after the ink knife. But suddenly she found that she couldn't move, as if an invisible hand was grasping her.

Guo Xiaofei struggled fiercely, his clothes were torn, and his arms were scratched with blood. But she still couldn't break free of that hand.

"Let go of me!" Seeing the figure of the ink knife getting farther and farther away, Guo Xiaofei shouted loudly.

There was no answer, only the hand that clung to her.

Finally, the figure of the ink knife disappeared.

At this time, behind Guo Xiaofei, a figure appeared out of thin air. He was dressed in a black robe, and there was a faint red mist around him.

"Come with me. The man's voice was hoarse and low, like a demon's whisper, and the mere sound of it made one's heart tremble unconsciously.

But Guo Xiaofei didn't seem to be afraid of the owner of the voice at all, her voice was full of anger, and she asked loudly: "Why are you holding me?" ”

"He'll kill you. "The demon is worried about Guo Xiaofei's safety.

"Even if I die, I will follow him!" seems to have forgotten the previous indifference of the ink knife to himself, Guo Xiaofei just wants to follow the ink knife.

While speaking, Guo Xiaofei swung his gun and stabbed at the demon behind him. But it was blocked by the faint red mist.

"Obsessed!" the demon seemed to be angry, and with a wave of one hand, he knocked the gun in Guo Xiaofei's hand to the ground. "Come with me!"

"No, you're a demon, a lackey of the fairy, I won't go with you. Guo Xiaofei said loudly.

"You...... Got it. For some reason, a hint of sadness flashed in the demon's cold eyes.

"I'm going to kill you!" Guo Xiaofei said hatefully.

"He shouldn't let you know that. The demon's voice suddenly cooled, and a wave of killing intent burst out from its body.

"What do you want to do!" Guo Xiaofei said nervously.

Without replying, the demon let out a sneer, his eyes gloomy and staring at the ink knife to leave the direction.

After discovering that the strength of the ink knife was amazing, the demon originally wanted the ink knife to kill the immortals with him, but now he only wants to kill the ink knife.

"Let's go. The demon spoke, flew up, and left here with Guo Xiaofei. He was not in a hurry to kill the ink knife at this time, and the previous fight made him understand that the ink knife was not an idle person. He has to be fully prepared, which is why he came to Guo Xiaofei.

The people scattered, leaving only corpses all over the ground. The smell of blood filled the air, attracting several wild dogs from time to time, competing with each other.

They would not have died, even if Guo Xiaofei was strong in martial arts, they would always have a chance to escape.

But because the ink knife is there, because the ink knife's heart is aching, they are all dead.

On the way, Yu Man silently followed behind the ink knife.

At this time, the way she looked at the ink knife had changed, because she heard an astonishing fact.

The man in front of him can actually kill immortals.

It's unimaginable.

Immortals are impossible for her to defeat, not only her, but all mortals will think so.

So when he heard Guo Xiaofei say this, Yu Man didn't believe it. But the moment she saw the ink knife killing, she suddenly believed it.

At that moment, there was no difference between the ink knife and the immortal.

Because only immortals have that ability, killing hundreds of people in an instant.

Yu Man was suddenly a little afraid of the ink knife.

It's not that she's afraid of death, it's an instinct, a fear in the face of inhuman forces.

Unconsciously, Yu Man and the ink knife opened up a little distance. She didn't even notice it herself.

It's just that although she is afraid of the ink knife, she still follows behind the ink knife.

Just because of this, she has nowhere to go. Because of the little flower on her head, she has become the target of everyone in this dry sky city.

No matter who it is, as long as they know her secret, they will kill her as soon as possible. Except for the man in front of her who didn't care about her.

With the ink knife, whether she can live or not, Yu Man doesn't know, because the ink knife will not save her. But Yu Man knew that the ink knife was very strong, so strong that no one could be his opponent.

As long as those people don't know that Modao doesn't care about herself, then she has hope of survival.

Being alive is Yu Man's only purpose, she just wants to live, and for this purpose, she can give up everything. Even the little flower on her head.

But she also knew that even if she gave up on the little flower, she would still die.

Because only the dead can keep the secret forever.

"Stop!" a voice came, and a group of people appeared in front of the ink knife, blocking the way. They were dressed in black robes, and each of them had a knife embroidered on it.