The knife wind is gentle, falling on the skin, like a gentle little hand, pulling and pushing, weathering into fine pieces, and the rare and even smaller wind melts into the body through the body.

Whew!

Whew!

The wind was blowing, and countless knife winds blew on Song Hai's body, and in such a simple push and pull, they turned into tiny wind particles and melted into them.

"This is?" dragged him through, although Zhou Yi did not have such a talent as Song Hai, but some simple talents still existed.

For example, what is unforgettable, deaf and clear, five senses keen, etc., etc.!

Although he couldn't see the existence of the sword wind, he could feel it, and it was probably because he had endured too much sword wind that he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with it now.

Is this a precursor to Stockholm symptoms?

After discovering the strangeness of the knife wind, Zhou Yi subconsciously put all his energy into it, perhaps, this is his way to get rid of the current severe pain all the time!

Many things, in fact, are not difficult, just a layer of window paper barrier, as long as it is pierced, the situation is instantly clear, but if it is not broken, then it will be troublesome, no matter how great your ability is, it is useless!

Fortunately, Zhou Yi found out that something was wrong, this layer of window paper of Dao Feng, he found out, and now what we have to see is whether he has the ability to pierce it, if he can pierce it, then what he is thinking about now is not impossible!

When the sword wind is not so sharp, the sword wind is not the sword wind, especially for Zhou Yilai, that is countless energy values!

Zhou Yi carefully watched the changes in the skin muscles and knife wind on Song Hai's body, his eyes did not blink, and he was very fascinated.

Knife wind, knife in the wind, there is a knife word in the name, does this mean that these winds are really knife winds, the knife wind cut out with a knife, plus it falls on the body, that and the real knife falls on the body, except that it will not die and will not bleed, there is not much difference!

Therefore, it is really possible that the sword wind in this tuyere is the same as the legend of Song Hai, which was artificially split!

It's just that I don't know what level of strength the person who split this knife at that time, such a big opening can be split at once, and these knife winds must also be after that knife, the knife qi left in the wind mouth, mixed with the mountain wind, became the knife wind.

It's just a problem, if it's really a knife wind mixed with knife qi, if it's really that knife, even the mountain can be split, then this residual sword qi, how can it not even hurt people!

Could it be that someone made another change later?

"Forget it, whatever!" Looking at the changes in Song Hai's muscles and knife wind, Zhou Yi's thoughts flew uncontrollably, and in an instant, he didn't know where he had gone!

"If, if my guess is correct, or rather, roughly correct, then in other words, among these knife winds, the knife is the knife qi, which is the key to causing severe body pain, and the wind is really just the wind!"

"If you really want to calculate it carefully, the wind should be a medium, a medium that carries the sword qi!"

"Hmm..." The thought came here, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Zhou Yi's mind: "If you say so, then I understand a little!"

"The reason why Song Hai is not suffering from the sword wind is because the knife qi in the knife wind, when it is close to his skin, is pushed and pulled by him, the wind dissipates, and the knife qi enters the body, if you are not mistaken, these knife qi should be able to strengthen the strength of the body after entering the body, or enhance other aspects!"

"Anyway, to sum it up, this sword qi is a good thing!"

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed it at Song Hai's arm, poking!

"Damn, what are you doing?"

Before he could finish testing his conjecture, Song Hai was woken up by him, opened his eyes in a daze, and immediately saw Zhou Yi's big face above his head, looked down, and watched Zhou Yi's fingers poke on his arm, and his complexion changed in an instant, and he jumped up like a rabbit.

"Yi, you... You... What do you want to do?" Song Hai subconsciously clasped his arms with both hands, looked at Zhou Yi with a vigilant expression, and stammered and asked.

"No, I, I just want to..."Seeing Song Hai in the blink of an eye, completing the quail-like appearance from waking up to getting up to now, Zhou Yi also said from the bottom of his heart, in such a short time, so many things, how did you accomplish this?

"Think, don't even think about it!" Zhou Yi explained helplessly, who knew that as soon as he was halfway through the words, Song Hai immediately jumped up and roared loudly: "I'll tell you, Yi, anything else, I can do whatever you want!"

"That's the only thing, no!"

Zhou Yi was embarrassed for a moment, looking at Song Hai, who jumped and ran for a distance, he was speechless, I am a man and a lover of women, what do you want?

Just as he wanted to explain, he suddenly saw Song Hai's quail appearance, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.

He smiled evilly at Song Hai and beckoned: "Where do you want to go, come, I'll tell you something, you come!"

When he spoke, the smile on his face was called a sunny one, and his arms shook almost like a beckoning cat.

"Are you ......" Song Hai hesitated, looked at Zhou Yi cautiously, and was reluctant to go over for a long time, until Zhou Yi's hands were sour, and his face gradually changed from a smile to hideous.

Syllable!

As soon as Song Haigang walked to him, Zhou Yi stepped forward and grabbed his neck and pressed him down: "But come on, I'm afraid! Look at you like that, as if I'm going to eat you!"

"I told you not to believe me, smack!"

"I told you not to believe me, smack!"

"I told you to do anything but that, smack!"

Holding Song Hai, Zhou Yi slapped Song Hai on the back one after another, scolding while beating.

......After a while, Song Hai suddenly raised his head from his arm, looked at him and stopped talking.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yi asked angrily.

"That, are you tired?" Song Hai looked at him and asked hesitantly.

"A little, what's wrong?" Zhou Yi let go of his hand, sat on the ground, snorted and panted, and replied casually.

"Aren't you hurt?" Song Hai looked at Zhou Yi, a wicked smile flashed in his eyes.

From just now he found a problem, in the knife wind area, the knife wind fell on his body, he didn't feel it, at first, he thought he was in the wrong area, until he saw the dazzling red marks on the mountains on both sides.

"Then this is ......" Before he could study it in detail, he was beaten by Zhou Yi and had no time to care.

It wasn't until just now, when the two were fighting, that Song Haifang remembered this stubble.

"What do you say?" Zhou Yi glanced at him angrily, he really thought that everyone had his kind of talent!