Night Star raised his eyebrows: "Qingqiu's supreme treasure Tear Star, how is this a knife." ”

Night Star is the first time I've heard of Qingqiu's treasure.

"Oh, master, this knife is not a meteor tear, but the gem on the hilt. ”

Nightstar took the knife and glanced at it, but he didn't care, and said nonchalantly, "Is it just a crystal stone?"

I saw that the knife was unremarkable, just an ordinary low-level magic weapon, and the handle of the knife was indeed inlaid with a crystal stone the size of a bean, like a transparent amber.

Nightstar didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

Seeing that the master was disapproving, Bei Shenhai Ha hurriedly reminded: "Master be careful, this meteor tear can be blessed on any magic weapon, once it is blessed by this treasure, any magic weapon will become extremely sharp, and it can be called the sharpest in the world." ”

Nightstar pouted, am I really as brain-dead as you?

"Oh, Haiha, as my slave, if you don't believe the rumors or spread the rumors, I will show you that the sharpest thing in the world is false. ”

Nightstar said, stabbing the knife into his left shoulder.

"Poof!"

The night star stiffened in place.

I was stabbed by myself...

"Ahh

Bei Minghai and the other ghosts were shocked: "What's wrong with the master?" "Master, are you okay?"

"Master, let me help you pull out this knife!" one of the top ten Yin Ghosts hurriedly stepped forward as he watched Nightstar scream.

"Don't, don't!" Nightstar's face was so painful that he was about to cry.

In his previous life, he was most afraid of injections, fainting when he got the injection, and he was also dizzy when he pulled out the needle.

How painful should it be to pull such a big weapon out of the body?

Nightstar faints at the thought of it, he feels like a good sword.

"It's nothing, this master hasn't experienced any winds and waves. Well, North Stygian, you are very good, you know to offer treasures to this master, and you must keep it in the future. ”

Although these ghosts have been demonized and will only worship themselves, Nightstar doesn't want to lose face.

"Haiha, you take them away, I want to be alone and quiet, and feel the avenue of heaven and earth. ”

Just leave me alone to weep silently for a while.

Night Star wants to cry without tears, and really wants to give himself a mouthful.

The ghosts of the North Stygian Sea were anxious for the master and wanted to help the night star draw the sword, but when they heard the master's order, they had to say yes one after another, burrowed into the ghost cloud, and left in a ghost sound.

"I'm so stupid, why do I test myself, eat a trench and grow wise. ”

Night Star wiped the cold sweat on his head, this moment of exercise, it is not too painful, as long as he does not touch the knife.

He walked over to the cicada floating in the void and performed a small teleportation technique.

There was a lot of movement here just now, so don't attract any more strong enemies from the three clans, let's leave quickly.

.....

Half an hour later.

The distance from the Black Demon Sect is already thousands of miles away in a small valley with the fragrance of birds and flowers.

A ripple of space appeared, and the night star walked out of the ripple of space with the delicate body of the cicada in his arms.

He glanced around, exhaled lightly, and placed the cicada on the green grass,

"That's it. ”

The night star's gaze swept over the pretty face that could be broken, and a slight look of surprise flashed in his eyes, although the painting cicada is now a ghost in his body, but it is difficult to hide the ice muscles and jade bones of this spirit fox, and his face is exquisite.

Moving his gaze downward, Night Star's brows were slightly furrowed, and he saw that on the left shoulder under the neck of the cicada Kodama, a black hole was bubbling with wisps of ghostly energy.

The girl in a coma, her eyebrows furrowed, and a trace of pain appeared on her delicate cheeks.

"Alas, we are both injured in the left shoulder, and we are also sympathetic to each other, which can be regarded as fate. ”

His gaze swept over the delicate and innocent face again, and Nightstar took a deep breath, deeply feeling the clarity of the other party's shoulder.

Reaching out, he gently tore the shirt on the cicada's chest carefully.

Due to the wound leaning down and tearing open the pale blue lichen skirt, the night star could already see half of the snow-white crystal, as well as a sizable ravine...

Looking at the wound, Nightstar rubbed his hands, he didn't expect that one day he would do this.

And then, for the first time in his life, well, just to heal him.

Heal the alien for the first time!

......

At dusk.

The cicada woke up from her slumber and opened a pair of faint clear eyes.

A gentle breeze swept through her blue dress, and not far from her, there was a bonfire that made a 'pop' burning sound.

And by the fire, there was also a figure sitting, with his back to her.

"You're awake. ”

It seemed to sense the awakening of the stunning girl, and the figure did not turn back, but a gentle voice came out.

"Am I not dead yet?" muttered to the cicada.

"Or is this already the underworld?" thought to the cicada, her big watery eyes dimming.

I didn't expect that at dusk in the underworld, the scenery was so beautiful, like a poetry and painting.

The cicada pursed her beautiful mouth, and the mana subconsciously operated in her body, but her heart was shaken, and her beautiful eyes showed surprise and doubt.

She was shocked to find that she was still flesh and blood! The power of the fairy spirit was endless!

"How is this possible!?" Painted Cicada was puzzled, and suddenly she thought of something.

When she thought that she was about to be caught by the ghost, it was as if she had seen an extremely handsome little student!

"Could it be that everything is true, really him?" muttered in confusion.

She stood up from the grass like a boneless graceful body, and her crystal jade feet stepped on the ground.

Her feet are very beautiful, fair and delicate, small and exquisite...

The cicada turned around and saw the back sitting by the fire, and her beautiful eyes were shocked.

"It's really him!"

The cicada felt that everything that seemed like a dream at the moment was like a dream.

The other party really saved her from those ghosts.

Hua Cicada found that she couldn't see through the teenager at all at this time, and the other party's body didn't show any cultivation breath.

But a smile appeared on her face and she quickly walked over.

"Thank you Childe for saving your life!" said the cicada when she walked in front of the other party, saw the extremely handsome face, and thanked her.

Seeing that the cicada was looking at him curiously, Yexing couldn't help but smile and said, "You're awake, how do you feel?"

The cicada nodded her head, "Thank you, I don't know what to call the young man yet?"

Night Star's heart moved, and then he smiled mysteriously, and said, "Anyway, I am also very close to the girl, and I met at the lantern riddle conference. ”

"Fate, have you met at the lantern riddle conference?" Hua Zen'er wondered, she did participate in a lantern riddle conference, but she didn't remember seeing him.

Suddenly, the cicada saw the eyebrows and eyes of the night star, which seemed familiar, and then thought of the lantern riddle conference, she suddenly covered it with a pair of small hands, incredible.

"You can't be that ordinary scholar, right!?" Drawing Cicada was incredulous, thinking of the weak scholar at the beginning, and looking at the handsome and peerless young man in front of him.

Although the two looked different, the eyes were extremely imaginative.

Nightstar stood up and smiled, "If you didn't know any other scholars that day, it should be me." ”

When the words fell, the night star's face changed slightly, and he changed into the appearance of the ordinary scholar that day, and then returned again.

"It's you! It's really you! Little scholar!" Seeing this, the cicada jumped twice happily and excitedly, clapped her little hands twice, and was indescribably cute.

The Linghu clan is like this, with a simple heart, free and easy, and they will be very happy when they meet the old people.

Seeing that his old man was so handsome and saved himself, he was excited, and suddenly hugged the night star with a pair of lotus arms: "Great, little scholar, I saw you again, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, do you know that I am in danger and came to save me?"

"Hiss~~!" Nightstar took a light breath, his heart aching.

The cicada hugged him, just touching the hilt of the knife on his shoulder.

Originally, he was wearing a white cloak and using a cloak to cover the handle of the knife to hide his embarrassment, but now in this way, he is not pretending to be a failure and revealing his stuffing.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, little scholar?"