"It's still too reluctant. Flash" Miao Ying smiled bitterly, then put the knife behind him and looked at the ink knife. "You can see it. ”

The ink knife didn't speak, standing in place and stunned, making people wonder what he was thinking.

"Don't be too anxious, it's not something you can grasp right now. All you have to do now is make a note of the feeling and then slowly explore the knife gestures. Miao Ying said aloud.

To master the sword momentum in this instant is tantamount to a fool's dream. Even he had to take many years to discover the existence of potential.

But after all, he knows too little about knives, and although he understands the potential, he can't use them perfectly.

That last move had already made him backlash and suffer a lot of internal injuries.

"Go back, it's a bit of a hassle to stay here. Miao Ying said. Mo Zixuan's identity is not simple, he was killed at this moment, if that person knows about it, he will definitely be investigated.

Others may not understand, but Miao Ying knows how important the extinction is to that person.

At this moment, there is one less person who participates in the extinction, and that person will not give up after all.

Although it is not enough to wipe out the ink knife for this, it is also a future trouble, and it is not allowed to find trouble with the ink knife in the future.

After saying that, he turned around, and Miao Ying prepared to leave.

But at this moment, Miao Ying suddenly felt a breathtaking momentum, different from the realm, not a killing, but a knife momentum!

"How is that possible!" Turning back sharply, Miao Ying saw the broken ink knife in his hand, and stood on his knees.

There was no fierce light in the eyes, just pitch black, but it was more striking and frightening. Even Miao Ying was slightly stunned when she saw it.

It was as if an invincible sword was coming at him.

Unlike Miao Ying, the movements of the ink knife are more simple and straightforward.

The broken knife was slashed up and down, without the slightest fancy movement, and there was no shouting. It's just that easy to wave.

The next moment, I saw a black light flashing, and a huge black light was like a blade that cut through the sky, tearing the earth.

Her eyes widened, and Miao Ying could hardly believe what she was seeing.

He had seen the black mang, but at that time, the ink knife had been devoured, and he was already in a lost state. That kind of strength doesn't belong to him at all, but to his killing.

But this time it was different, the ink knife was obviously not counterattacked.

"How the hell did he do it. Miao Ying was deeply shocked, and in the slash of the ink knife, he not only felt the momentum, but also felt the existence of the realm.

Combining the realm with the potential, he has always wanted to do it but couldn't, and at this moment the ink knife actually did it.

In addition to the shock, Miao Ying wanted to know how the ink knife did it.

The black light flashed, and there were no flying stones, no cracks, and no shock.

Except for the black light at the beginning, it flashed, and the silence around was terrifying. 35xs

If it weren't for the opening on the ground, it would even make people suspect that what they just saw was an illusion.

Unlike Miao Ying, the Ink Knife's blow did not spread out to the ground, leaving only a thin slash mark on the ground.

The scar was only the thickness of a human hair, and it would not have been noticeable if you didn't look closely.

But it was such a slash mark, but it made Miao Ying even more surprised and shocked.

If his sword momentum is indomitable, then the momentum of the ink knife is to introvert all the power to the extreme, gathering at the edge of the blade.

Everyone has a different understanding of knives, and this is the understanding of knives by ink knives.

The process never matters, he only needs the result, so one knife is enough, as long as the blade is still sharp.

It is not easy to compare the two kinds of potential, which is stronger and weaker, and the terrible thing is that the ink knife not only comprehended the potential in such a short instant, but also created its own unique potential.

"How did you do it!" Miao Ying asked excitedly.

Modao didn't make a sound, not because he didn't want to answer, but because he couldn't speak, not even stand.

Just now, the ink knife was just a whim, and he wanted to try the knife momentum he had done, and from Miao Ying's previous explanation, he already had an understanding of the potential.

To put it bluntly, it's a feeling, an opportunity.

And, for some reason, Modao always felt that what Miao Ying said was so familiar, so familiar that he seemed to have heard it somewhere.

That's why there was the blow just now, and that blow, there was only one word in the ink knife's mind, which was kill, and at the same time, his mind was completely concentrated on the blade, feeling the existence of the knife.

It's just this blow that drained almost all of his strength.

At this moment, Modao only felt that his eyes were black and weak, although he tried desperately to prevent himself from losing consciousness, but in the end, his eyes were black and he fainted.

Darkness was not shocked by what the ink knife had done, on the one hand, because she didn't understand the potential at all, so she didn't know how difficult it was to comprehend the potential.

On the one hand, it was because she had a feeling of trust in the ink knife, and she would not be surprised no matter how many amazing things the ink knife did.

can see that the ink knife fainted, but the dark look changed. Quickly rush to the ink knife and probe.

It wasn't until I was sure that the ink knife had just fainted that I was relieved.

It's just that she looked at Miao Ying at this time, but her expression was not good, and she actually had a trace of hostility.

"How is he?" Miao Ying also asked nervously.

"Fainted. Darkness replied truthfully.

"Huh ......" let out a long breath, and Miao Ying's hanging heart was put down for a moment, and he thought that the ink knife had been attacked again. Since it was just a fainting, it was fine.

But why did the ink knife suddenly faint?

Miao Ying tried to probe the Ink Knife's injuries, but before he could get close to the Ink Knife.

Darkness set up the ink knife and carried it behind his back. A pair of cold eyes stared at Miao Ying, as if he would do it as long as he took another step forward.

"Nizi, are you even wary of me?" Seeing Dark's move, Miao Ying suddenly smiled.

"He's fine, he's just fainting, and he doesn't bother the sect master. Said darkly.

"You've also learned to be suspicious, he has so many advantages, why do you prefer to learn this. Miao Ying shook her head slightly, with a hint of helplessness in her words.

"Since you said it's okay, then it's okay. Now come back with me. When he recovers, I have something to ask him. Miao Ying wanted to know how the ink knife fused the realm and the potential.

Three days, three days in a row, but it was surprisingly quiet, Mo Zixuan's death didn't seem to cause much turmoil, and it was no longer over.

It's the ink knife, he hasn't woken up once in the past three days, and his eyes are still closed.

During this period, the Daoist came a few times, and after some investigation, he made sure that the ink knife was only exhausted and left.

As for the reason, he didn't ask, but looking at his face, he seemed to know that Mo Zixuan was killed, and he had already determined that he was killed by Mo Dao.

But he doesn't seem to want to pursue Ink Knife.

For the past three days, Dark has been waiting by the side of the ink knife.

When that person appeared to investigate the injury of the ink knife, Dark even made a move, but fortunately, Miao Ying made a timely move to stop her, otherwise, it is hard to imagine that Dark You can live until now.

In the eyes of that person, only Modao is important, and no matter who the others are, they can die.

The warm light shines on the earth, but the residual warmth is only a trace, it is still cold, still helpless, only when the heart explodes can you get a moment of warmth.

But that moment was also destined to be the end of its life.

On this day, the darkness is scrubbing for the ink knife.

At this moment, she is like a deep wife, and her eyes are full of indescribable tenderness.

At that moment, she even hoped that Ink Knife would not be able to sleep for a long time, because in this way, she could stay by Ink Knife's side all the time and no longer have to chase after her so hard.

I'm worried that one day I will be thrown far behind by the ink knife.

It's just that this idea has just appeared, and the next moment it was stifled by her.

She knew that the ink knife would never let such a thing happen, and would never allow such a thing to happen.

She knew that the ink knife still had a lot to do, and the ink knife would never stop itself.

In order to catch up with the ink knife, she can only run desperately, even if she is tired and injured in the fall, she has to catch up with the ink knife.

Because the ink knife is the reason for her survival.

Inch by inch, not letting go of any place, secretly and patiently wiping the ink knife.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her, and the next moment, Darkness only felt a great force coming from that hand to firmly control her.

Then Dim only felt that his eyes were flipped for a while, and the next moment he was pressed on the bed.

Pressing on her was the ink knife, the naked ink knife.

I don't know how many years have passed, and the feelings that have long disappeared have reappeared in the dark heart, which is the shyness that belongs to the girl.

"You...... You're awake. Darkly whispered, she was ready. Or rather, she's preparing all the time.

It's all instinctive, instinctively fighting back when someone approaches you.

It was also instinct to let the ink knife grab his broken knife, but he grabbed it empty.

"Where's my knife? Ink Knife said loudly, the fully awake Ink Knife had already recognized that the person under him was Dark, but he didn't intend to let go of his hands, at least before he saw the knife.

"In ...... In there. "I was pressed by the ink knife, and I was a little out of breath. Darkness said reluctantly, trying to point to the location of the knife with his hand as he spoke, but his hands were pressed by the ink knife and could not move a bit.

It can only be signaled with eyes.

Following the dark eyes, the ink knife really saw his knife on the desktop in the unwilling place.

One turned over, came closer, and held the broken knife in his hand.

His knife was broken, and he didn't know where it was lost, and although the knife was like scrap metal now, the ink knife would never allow it to be lost again.

If there is no sword, the ink knife is equivalent to losing its hands and feet, and there is no longer the strength to fight with the immortals.

"Your injuries are better, it's better not to move. Darkness knew, she knew that Modao was just exhausted and fainted, but her eyes were still full of worry, as if Modao was a patient who had just recovered from a serious injury.

"Clothes. "Didn't comprehend the dark good intentions," said Modao.

"Here. Darkly, he rolled over and got out of bed, came to the closet, and took out a set of black clothes.

This set of black clothes was obtained by her with great difficulty, because there are only Taoist robes here, and in order to thicken this set of black clothes, it is dark and painstaking, and a lot of effort is wasted.

He handed the clothes to the ink knife, and pushed it away, but he didn't leave, standing in front of the ink knife.

Although the ink knife was naked, and although her face was almost red with blood, her eyes were still staring at the ink knife, and there was no hint of avoiding it at all.

Mo Dao didn't care, he never took this kind of thing to heart.

Change your clothes and boast the knife behind you.

"How long have I been unconscious. Modao asked aloud.

"Three days. Darkness replied.

"I've been lying down for the past three days?" Modao asked.

"Hmm. He replied darkly, and then said, "But don't worry, I have never left in the past three days, and no one wants to disadvantage you." It's just that the sect master has been here a few times, and it seems that he has something to ask you. ”

"There will be a next time. Ink Knife said aloud. "If I'm fainting, kill me. ”

"What?!" Darkly asked, stunned for a moment, as if suspecting that he had misheard.

"Kill me. Ink Knife said.

"Why?!" Darkness didn't understand, this time she really didn't understand, although she had been desperately trying to catch up with the Ink Knife, but this time, Dark Shadow couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure out why the Ink Knife wanted her to do this.

She even thought the ink knife was crazy.

Mo Dao is not crazy, on the contrary, he is more sober than ever at this moment.

Outside, Modao doesn't worry that he will faint, even if he is killed, it doesn't matter, because he can be reincarnated.

But now it's different, his knife is broken, and it can be known from Guo Xiaofei's mouth that he even lost the knife in his hand for a while.

This made Ink Knife recognize one thing, and someone knew his secret.

Someone tried to snatch his knife.

With the knife reincarnation, the knife is already there, but if the knife is lost, whether the next reincarnation knife will still be there, the ink knife is not clear, but the ink knife has to plan for the worst, because this kind of thing, he has never encountered it.

The immortal wouldn't care about the broken knife in his hand, but whether people would care or not, the ink knife didn't dare to draw conclusions.

Because people are more unpredictable than immortals, the ink knife let the dark ghost kill him, while the knife in his hand is still there.

In this way, the ink knife can at least ensure that the knife is still there during the next reincarnation.

"You just have to do what I say. Ink Knife said, what will happen within the extinction, Ink Knife is not clear, for the sake of insurance, he has to think of the worst outcome.

"I can't do it. "For the first time, for the first time, Darkness refused the words of the ink knife. It has nothing to do with whether he understands it or not, Dark You just doesn't want the ink knife to die, and he doesn't want to kill the ink knife with his own hands.

Ink Knife frowned, here at the moment, the only thing he could use was Darkness. Although he still doesn't trust Dark, at least he won't have too many suspicions.

But Darkness wouldn't help him.

It would be nice if Yu Man was there. Ink Dao suddenly thought of Yu Man, at least Yu Man wouldn't ask so many whys, as long as it was what he said, he would do it, even if he didn't want to, he wouldn't ask for any reason.

How to get her to promise herself, Modao thought, thinking about how to persuade the dark.

At this moment, force can no longer solve the problem, and the ink knife can only use one mouth, and use one mouth to persuade the darkness.

But this kind of thing, the ink knife has never been good at.

After a long time, the ink knife said loudly, "At least let me die in your hands at the end." ”

(End of chapter)