As the words intended, the ink knife hopes to die in the hands of the dark in the end. Flash Dance

But this sentence has changed its flavor in the dark ears.

At that moment, Dark couldn't find any excuse to refute Modao, and he couldn't say the slightest reason not to agree to Modao.

She stood stunned, her words echoing in her mind.

At this moment, suddenly a voice came, and a young man pushed the door in.

"Are you an ink knife?" The young man was dressed in a Taoist robe, no more than twenty years old, and his eyebrows were clear. The Taoist has always been pure-hearted, but there is a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows.

When you speak, look only out of the corner of your eye.

"It's me. "Modao never cares about the attitude of others talking to him, no matter how arrogant he is, he will not care.

Ink knives only care about results.

It's just dim, looking at the young man, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. But she didn't say anything.

"The sect master asked me to pass the word, he has something to find you. The young man replied without a knife, and then turned and walked out of the door.

Mo Dao knew that the sect master in his mouth must be the Taoist who brought him here, "Why did he suddenly look for me?" Mo Dao didn't understand.

But whether to go or not is not a choice for him.

The ink knife stepped on his heels, but after only two steps, he staggered, and if it hadn't been for the dark step forward to help him, the ink knife would have fallen to the ground.

At first, I didn't think it, but at this moment, Modao realized that his limbs were weak and weak, and his stomach was even more hungry, and he couldn't use any strength at all.

"Hurry up!" came the young man's impatient voice outside the door.

"Wait a minute. Mo Dao said, he can't go to the Taoist like this.

Although Mo Dao didn't think that the Dao man was calling him to disadvantage him at this moment. But Modao will never allow himself to carry such a body forward, because once he encounters danger, he has no power to fight back.

"Prepare something to eat for me. Inkknife said to Dark, he needed to regain some stamina.

"I've got you ready. Darkness whispered. She didn't know when Modao would wake up, but every day, Dark would cook the meal with her own hands and wait for Modao to wake up.

She wants the ink knife to eat the food she made by herself the moment she wakes up.

The meal was not gorgeous, just homely, but it was hearty, and there was even a pot of wine on the side.

It's just that these dishes, in the eyes of the ink knife, are no different from steamed buns, as long as they can be eaten, as long as they fill their stomachs. The ink knife never meant it.

The ink knife eats quickly, which can be described as gobbling up, and the appearance of eating is extremely ugly.

"Slow down, be careful of choking. He whispered, looking like his wife and mother.

Watching the ink knife gobble up the food he made, the indescribable happiness in his heart was dark.

But at this moment, suddenly a very discordant voice came. "Bastard! The sect master passed you, you still have the leisure to eat wine and meat!" The young man had a pitch-black long stick in his hand at some point, and when he said that, he raised the stick and smashed it, and went straight to the ink knife.

The long stick is windy, from the momentum of a thousand jun, if you look closely, you can see that the ground under your feet is also broken, you can imagine how great its strength is.

Even the wind blew the ink knife and the dark hair.

It's just that the ink knife didn't even look at it, and he concentrated on replenishing his physical strength.

With a snap, a figure flashed, and the figure only stretched out one hand, and firmly grasped the long stick in the young man's hand.

"Let go!" the young man roared, he struck with all his strength, and was so easily defused by a woman, how is his face still there.

said and tugged hard, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

The young man did not give up just that, and his hands were forced, like a belt in his arms, and he made a momentum in the air, trying to kick the darkness with his feet.

But at this moment, the young man suddenly felt an unusually strong pressure, and he could barely breathe, let alone kick his legs towards the darkness.

The young man stood where he was, and it was only then that a look of fear finally appeared in his eyes.

He knew what it was, it was something he had always wanted to have, but had never learned.

"You...... What do you want to do, I'm here to pass the ink knife on the orders of the sect master. If you dare to disagree with me, the sect master will definitely not spare you. The young man struggled, using all the strength of his former body. Between life and death, people can often exert unexpected power, and this young man is using this hard-won power to blackmail the darkness.

She didn't speak, she didn't even look at the young man, she only had ink knives in her eyes.

Moreover, although Darkness wanted to kill the young man in front of him, as the young man said, he was sent by the sect master, and killing him was tantamount to disrespecting that person, so Darkness resisted the urge to make a move.

The ink knife finally swept away the food on the table, stood up, and glanced at the young man who was subdued by the darkness.

"If you know me, let me go, otherwise the sect master will definitely not let you go!" The young man continued to threaten, like an idiot who was not afraid of death, and he couldn't see the situation clearly at the moment.

Darkness really wanted to kill him, but if Modao didn't speak, she couldn't make up her own mind.

Because of the dark worry, I am worried that my own willfulness will implicate the ink knife, and even affect the ink knife's plan.

In the dark heart, there is a reason why the ink knife does things, and it is precisely because he doesn't understand the ink knife that he will be careful in everything he does at this moment.

"Now let me go, I can be blameless. The young man saw that Darkness didn't dare to make a move, thinking that Darkness was afraid of him, and spoke.

Who knew that the next moment Mo Dao suddenly said: "Kill." ”

Without the slightest hesitation, the moment the ink knife sounded, the darkness had already moved.

The young man wanted to continue to threaten, but there was no chance, and with a soft click, his throat had been crushed by the dark.

Until he died, the young man couldn't believe that Modao really dared to kill him. Knowing this, he would never be so tough, even if he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

It's just that he doesn't have a chance anymore.

To kill him, the ink knife has its own reasons.

Modao never cared about others insulting him and ridiculing him, Modao never cared about the result.

And what this young man is doing at this moment has already affected him. Hindering him from replenishing his strength, making him fall into passivity, this is the consequence of what the young man is doing at this moment.

So Ink Knife decided to kill him.

Of course, this is only one aspect, and on the other hand, Mo Dao decided to test that Taoist and test his bottom line.

The ink knife should know under what circumstances the Daoist would turn against him, because this directly affects the truth of some of the words said by the Daoist.

If he is really very important to that person, so important that no matter what he does, that person will not pursue it, then Modao can know that he is very important to that person.

Knowing this, the Ink Knife could believe what the Dao man said, because no one would break the Knife before he had completed his mission.

If not, Modao would never believe half a word of that person, especially some words that would affect him.

"Let's go. Ink Knife said aloud.

"Where are you going?" "Ink Knife killed someone, and secretly thought that Ink Knife was going to flee from here.

"Go see the man. ”

"But we just killed the man who helped him deliver the message, and now go to see him......" Darkness didn't continue, because by now the ink knife had already walked out of the door.

His expression instantly dimmed, and he secretly knew that he had failed to understand the intention of the ink knife again.

Darkness was disappointed in himself, but this disappointment only lasted for a moment before disappearing. Then the dark eyes lit up again, the more this happened, the more she had to try her best to understand the ink knife, and the more she did this, the more she would not give up.

Because there was no one to lead the way, the ink knife searched for a long time before he found the person who was.

A dojo, not luxurious, just a simple wooden house.

Such as an abandoned house in the forest.

Compared to the other houses in the surrounding area, it is simply rudimentary. But it's such a house, but it always gives people a strange feeling.

That feeling, you can't grasp it, you can't touch it, but you can feel it clearly.

If I have to describe it, it is like being out of the ordinary and holy, unfathomable.

The wooden house in front of me feels like that.

"Come in. The man's voice came from inside the room, and he seemed to have spotted the ink knife.

Pushing the door in, the ink knife saw that the man was sitting cross-legged, but instead of sitting on the ground, a dusty handful was erected at his feet.

It was impossible to maintain balance in such a posture, but the man seemed to be as stable as sitting on the ground.

"Sit. The man spoke, and opened his eyes.

In an instant, the ink knife suddenly felt a pressure. The pressure is not strong, and it is different from the situation, but similar to the situation.

Ink Dao sat down on his knees, and Dark Yu stood behind Mo Dao, like a guard, his eyes full of vigilance.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. The Taoist said.

"I'm lost. Inkknife replied, but he was lost. The ink knife may have a great mind, but finding the way has never been his forte.

"Remember, I seem to have someone to show you the way. The Taoist said.

"Killed. Ink Knife replied lightly, as if he had killed not a man at all, but an ant.

"You're being a little presumptuous. The Taoist said, and as he spoke, the momentum on his body changed.

The pressure on the ink knife was more than twice as strong in an instant.

It's just that the expression of the ink knife has not changed in the slightest, because he has felt the realm of that person and knows that this is far from his true strength.

"I wonder why. The Taoist said.

"I just want to kill. Ink Knife replied.

Silent and didn't ask again, the man just looked at the ink knife quietly, and didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly chuckled after a long time.

One rolled over, jumped from the dust, fell to the ground, and sat on his knees like an ink knife.

"Kill if you want, this is in line with your killing realm. "I don't ask about the ink knife, it seems that I have forgotten the person who was killed by the ink knife.

"I have only asked you to come here today, I have never accepted a personal disciple in my life, but I hope you can become my personal disciple. ”

It's another apprentice, and this is the third time that Modao has heard that someone else has asked him to apprentice.

The first few times, Modao agreed, but only put forward conditions.

But this time, Modao didn't agree, because he always felt that the person in front of him was very dangerous, and it had nothing to do with strength, Modao cared about the person Tianjuezi.

In other words, the ink knife is a little incomprehensible.

"I already have a master. There was no straightforward refusal, Modao had a feeling that if he refused, that day the Jezi would definitely make a move, and he could even give up the extinction.

"Hmm......" Tianjue Zi groaned, "It's a trouble to cut off the water." It's just that he's not here, so you don't need to worry. ”

"But he will find me, and if I learn from you, he will surely punish me for the sin of deceiving my teacher and destroying my ancestors. Ink Knife said. The ink knife doesn't know how strong the broken water is, and whether it is the opponent of the heavenly peerless son in front of him. But the ink knife needs time now, so it can only be delayed by the name of water cut-off.

"Are you afraid of him?" said Tianjuzi suddenly.

"Yes. Ink Knife said.

"If I kill him, will you learn from me?" said the Heavenly Peer.

"Yes. Without the slightest hesitation, Modao replied happily.

"Remember what you said!" Tianjuezi's voice suddenly became low, and in an instant, the momentum on his body was extremely strong, almost as he had figured out when he killed the ink knife.

In an instant, I don't know if it was a hallucination, and the whole wooden house began to shake.

The ink knife only felt his shoulders sink violently, and the next moment there was a cracking sound from under him.

A heart almost jumped out, and although there was still no expression on her dark face, her heart was far from as calm as her face appeared.

At that moment, Darkness almost instinctively went to grip the sword.

But when she wanted to do so, she found that she couldn't move a single bit, not even in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, his chest was tumbling, and he saw that a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out.

But at this moment, Darkness suddenly felt light, and the pressure disappeared in an instant.

"You can go. Tianjuzi said loudly, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Take a day off, come here tomorrow to find me, although you don't want to apprentice to me, but in order to extinguish the trace, I will still teach you how to use the realm. ”

Ink Dao got up, without the slightest word, without even looking at Tianjue Zi again, turned around and left the wooden house, and Dark followed behind Ink Dao.

After a long time, I returned to my accommodation.

"It's dangerous. For the rest of his life, he couldn't help but say aloud.

But at this moment, the ink knife suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly turned extremely pale.

"What's wrong with you!" Darkly startled, he hurriedly stepped forward to help. only to find that the hand of the ink knife was cold and terrible.

"I still underestimate him. Mo Dao thought in his heart, he thought that he had replenished his physical strength, and even if he tested the bottom line of Tianjuzi, he could calmly escape.

But it wasn't until this moment that Modao realized that he had underestimated the Heavenly Peerless Son too much.

Not only that, but he also let Tianjuzi test his own bottom line.

"We can't just sit back and wait. Mo Dao thought in his heart, although he did not test the bottom line of Tianjuzi, but at this moment, Mo Dao knew at least one thing.

That is, before the end of the extinction, the Heavenly Absolute Son will never kill him, no matter what he does.

But after the extinction is over, everything is difficult to say. For this reason, the ink knife must learn the method of using the realm as soon as possible, only then can he have the possibility of escaping from the hands of the Heavenly Absolute Son.

(End of chapter)