Although I was shocked, the most important thing now was the child who was about to die. Flash Dance

Once he dies, the ink knife must be punished by the rules.

Stepping forward, the ink knife tried to save the child.

"You're damned. The man with murderous intent said word by word, slammed his shot, and stepped in front of the ink knife in just one step. One hand became a claw, and went straight to the throat of the ink knife.

He shot fiercely, went straight to the point, and had no scruples at all, he wanted to really kill the ink knife.

Seeing this, the ink knife pulled out and hidden. The figure flashed slightly, dodging the man's single paw by a fraction.

In an instant, the Ink Knife wanted to say that he could save the child, but the man wouldn't give him the slightest chance to speak.

After the knife dodged the blow, the man's wrist flipped and chased after the knife.

The ink knife dodged again, exerting its speed to the extreme.

The man's claws were like a raging storm, each blow carrying the sound of the wind, and the speed was incomparably faster. The ink knife that hit for a while was powerless to fight back, and could only dodge frequently.

Fortunately, the ink knife is extraordinary, and he has fought several times, but he has not been injured by the man's claws.

"It can't go on like this. During the dodge, Modao saw that the seriously injured child on the ground had turned pale at this moment, and his breathing was so weak that he refused to hear. A dying look.

If it goes on like this, it won't be long before it will be dead.

At that time, the ink knife itself will definitely be punished by the rules.

"Reversed!" Suddenly, the man let out a loud sigh, his claws went up and down, his wrists flipped over, and his knees half-squatted on the ground.

I don't know what it did, but the moment it squatted, the clothes around it were automatically windless.

A terrifying momentum burst out in an instant.

Suddenly, the man moved, exerted force under his feet, and his body rotated, coming towards the ink knife.

The same claw, grabbing at the ink knife.

The ink knife withdrew again, but just as the ink knife dodged the man's single claw, a strong sense of crisis suddenly came to his heart.

The next moment, I saw that the single claw that had been dodged by the ink knife actually appeared in the opposite direction, and the figure that the ink knife was moving was above the trajectory of that claw.

At this moment, it was too late for the ink knife to dodge.

had to swing the knife to block it, and the ink knife was reluctant to use the knife, not because he couldn't bear to hurt people, but because the knife was already a burden to him now.

When swinging the sword, the rhythm and speed of the movement will be affected.

Although before, the ink knife found some sense, and used his body to swing the knife and create some moves.

But those moves are not profound, and he is not familiar with the ink knife just mastered, and at this moment, he will definitely be defeated by a person whose strength is obviously much higher than him.

But the ink knife now has no other way but to swing the knife to block. 35xs

Suddenly, there was a snap, and the ink knife blocked the man's single claw, but his knife was also grabbed by the man.

A trail of blood ran down the blade, but there was no expression on the man's face. As if the hand wasn't his, he didn't feel the slightest pain at all.

There was only murderous intent in his eyes, monstrous killing intent.

"You shouldn't hurt him. The man said in a cold voice.

These children were all adopted by him, and they were often accompanied by their apprentices, and they had already had feelings behind them, and the reason why they didn't help them at the beginning was because the man wanted to give them a chance to practice with the ink knife.

The man was not worried that the ink knife would hurt people, because in the Valley of the Absolute Gods, there were very few people who did not know the rules.

It's just that he didn't expect such an accident to happen in the end.

There was no pool of blood here, and there was nothing on him to heal. So he could only watch his beloved disciple die tragically in front of him.

This filled his heart with hatred, and this hatred was blamed on Modao.

If it weren't for the appearance of the ink knife, how could his disciple encounter such an accident, die so aggrieved, and die worthless.

Therefore, now he just wants revenge, even if he will be punished by the rules, he still wants to kill Modao.

As he spoke, his one hand began to exert force, and the injured green tendons exploded, and the ink knife hand that he only grabbed broke the knife and squeaked, almost breaking it again.

It's just that the man tried a few times, and no matter how hard he tried, it only made the broken knife creak, and not even a trace of crack remained.

"Huh?" the man was surprised, like an ordinary sword, it would have already broken if he grabbed it like this, even if it was a treasure sword.

But at this time, this sword did not look unusual, and even some of the worn-out broken knives were intact under his claws.

"Xianbao?" the man said involuntarily.

"It turns out that you are an immortal, no wonder I haven't seen you. But even if you are an immortal, you are not allowed to die here today!" the man said, exerting force with one hand and pulling back violently.

Modao only felt a tremendous force dragging him towards the man.

The hand knife has always been the most important thing of the ink knife, even if he dies and falls into reincarnation, the ink knife will never allow his knife to leave his side, because that is the only thing he relies on to kill immortals.

But at this moment, the ink knife suddenly gave up the hand and broke the knife, and jumped behind the man with the help of a turnover.

The man obviously didn't expect that the ink knife would lose his blade, and if a person even lost his blade, it was enough to show that that person had no intention of fighting in his heart.

For such people, it is always easy to overcome.

At this moment, the man no longer regards the ink knife as his opponent, but only as a person waiting to die.

Originally, when the ink knife was shot, although there was hatred in his heart, the man still had a trace of appreciation for the skill of the ink knife.

But at the moment when the ink knife dropped the blade, this appreciation was gone.

I didn't look at it, and I dropped my hand to break the knife. The man chased after the ink knife.

But he stopped abruptly before he took a step, and the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger to the extreme, but there was a trace of nervousness in that killing intent.

I saw that the ink knife was standing behind the seriously injured boy, and one of his hands was choking his throat.

"One step further, I killed him. Ink Knife said aloud.

"You!you!" gritted his teeth. Staring at the ink knife, the man's expression at this moment was eager to eat the ink knife.

But although he hated the ink knife to the extreme, and although the child would die even if the ink knife didn't move, he still stopped and accepted the threat of the ink knife.

It's just that he forgot that if the ink knife kills people, he himself will die.

Seeing that the man stopped, the ink knife finally had a chance to save people.

He took out the porcelain bottle he had received from the broken water from his bosom, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into the boy's mouth.

"What are you doing!" the man snorted, struggling to rush up to stop the Ink Knife, but he was worried that his overreaction would stimulate the Ink Knife, so he struggled several times and finally chose to stand still.

"Save people. Modao spoke, staring at the boy in front of him with a pair of eyes.

The severity of the boy's injuries can be seen at a glance. In addition, because of the delay with the man, the boy at this moment is already dying, and he is about to die.

Mo Dao could only hope at the moment that the water cut did not lie to him, and those few pills could really bring people back to life as he said.

"Save people?" The man heard Modao's words, and his eyes flashed with suspicion, and he didn't seem to believe Modao. But after a moment of silence, the doubt in his eyes suddenly faded.

At this moment, he seemed to have finally regained his composure.

It was only at this time that he remembered that the ink knife had no reason to kill at all. And in order to survive, it is logical for the ink knife to save people.

"You...... Can you really save him?" the man looked nervous.

"Resign yourself to fate. Mo Dao said loudly, he didn't know whether what Shui Shui said was true or not, so he could only resign himself to fate. It's just that for this feeling, the ink knife has never liked it.

The ink knife couldn't bear the feeling that fate could not be in his own hands.

Modao knew that he was too careless this time, which led to the current result.

But now that it has happened, regret is useless.

Holding their breath, the ink knife and the man waited quietly.

After a long time, the boy, who was still dying and was about to die, suddenly turned over and stood up.

His eyes were blazing, his complexion was even more energetic, and there was still the slightest sign of injury.

"Master, what happened to me just now?" he said in a tender voice, and the boy only remembered that he had been knocked to the ground earlier, and then suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then he fell unconscious.

At that time, it was only pitch black in front of his eyes, and then he gradually felt cold, and many previous images flashed in his mind one by one.

He even saw the pair of parents who had abandoned him.

But just when his world was about to fall into complete darkness, suddenly a warmth came from his lower abdomen, followed by the whole body, and the world that had been pitch black suddenly became brighter.

At this moment, he only felt as if he had inexhaustible strength all over his body, and even if it weren't for his master, he would even want to roar.

"You actually saved him!" the man said excitedly, a smile on his face for the first time.

Seeing that the boy had recovered, Modao let out a sigh of relief, and a hanging heart was also put down.

"It's you!" Following the man's gaze, the boy finally spotted the ink knife behind him.

There was a fierce look in his eyes, and he wanted to make a move with the ink knife with a fist.

"Stop!" the man shouted, stopping the boy and calling him forward.

"Master, he's a bad guy!" the boy said aloud, looking at the ink knife with a deep hostility in his eyes.

In the boy's eyes, Modao is a bad guy because Modao wants to hurt his master.

Whoever dares to hurt his master will be recognized as a bad person.

Hearing the boy's words, the man shook his head slightly. "He's not a bad guy. The man said aloud.

"But he had just slashed his master with a knife. There was a hint of confusion in the boy's eyes.

"That's just for the teacher to learn from him. The man didn't want the group of children to become hostile to Modao, and he didn't know if he would be able to come back alive after leaving this time.

He said this because he feared that the children would avenge him.

In the face of the ink knife, although the man did not feel how strong the ink knife was, he always felt a slight chill when he used it.

It's as if you're in a very dangerous place, and if you don't pay attention, you won't recover.

The man knew that this was the pressure that the ink knife brought to him.

Therefore, the man did not want his group of apprentices to seek revenge on the ink knife in the future, because he knew that these apprentices of his would never be the opponent of the ink knife.

"Really?" the boy asked, tilting his head, a little innocent. At this moment, where is he still fierce when he fights with the ink knife.

"Of course it's true, and he just saved you. The man said.

"Help me?" the boy hesitated, and suddenly his eyes changed: "No! he injured me just now, how could he save me!"

"He came to train you for the teacher, but your strength was too weak, so he accidentally injured you. If it weren't for the fact that uncle took out the wound medicine for you to take at the end, you would be dead by now, so why don't you go and thank your uncle. The man said as he pushed the boy in front of the ink knife.

"Thank you...... Thank you, uncle......" There was a hint of timidity in the boy's eyes, and he had always believed in the man's words. At this moment, he has regarded the ink knife as a good person again.

Children have always been so fickle, but it's not their fault, they're just following the orders of adults.

After thanking the ink knife, the boy turned his head and made a bitter face at the man, as if he had done something wrong: "The disciple has disgraced the master." ”

At this time, the other children also gathered around, all with guilt on their faces at the man.

"Apprentice, you've disgraced you...... master," the children said together.

"It's good to know that it's embarrassing, so what will you do in the future?" the man said with a deliberately straight face. Tears were already flowing from the corners of his eyes, but fortunately, he quickly wiped them off, and no child saw them.

"The apprentices must study hard in the future, and don't embarrass the master!" the children raised their heads and said with great seriousness.

"Okay! Master will be proud of you in the future! Now get to know your uncle with the master. The man said, bringing the children to the ink knife.

"He is your uncle, and today I invited him to test your martial arts. ”

"The disciple has seen Uncle Shi. There was no more hostility in their eyes, and the children looked at the ink knife and said very respectfully, saluting.

Modao looked at the man in front of him very puzzled, completely unable to understand what he wanted to do.

Seeing the puzzlement in the ink knife's eyes, the man did not give the slightest explanation.

He said loudly to the disciples beside him, "In the future, you will learn art from your uncle, you know?"

"Yes!" replied many of the children. Only the boy who was seriously injured by the ink knife and then rescued made a different sound.

"Master, where are you going?" he heard another meaning from the man's words.

"The master has to do something very important, and it will take a long time to come back. As he spoke, the man looked at Li Ziya on the side, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

With his head down, Li Ziya held the sword in his hand very tightly, very tightly. It seemed that his body was trembling slightly because of too much force.

"Why...... Why have you never looked at me like that? Why do you have to be so harsh on me, so harsh that it is inhumane......"

(End of chapter)