[Comprehensive] Floating dream with one knife

This knife is beautiful.

This knife is also very fast.

It is so beautiful that there is only this knife left between heaven and earth.

It's almost as if the pink and white petals that fell from the sky evaporated like a bubble.

A trace of fright and anger flashed in the monster's scarlet pupils, and it only had time to flash this fright and anger!

The knife has arrived.

With a sound of 'Bo', the tip of the knife pierced the flesh, like piercing a piece of sweet and lovely almond tofu, revealing the watery, tender and slippery inside.

The hot red soup gushes out with a pricking sound, and the colorful ink that spreads between the heaven and the earth is beautiful and colorful.

The monster howled sharply, the unbearable pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and every inch of flesh and blood trembled.

Two gigantic feet that looked like mountain peaks fell into the vast blue sea with two "plop plop".

Prince Changqin cut off the monster's feet with a single blow!

With a quiet smile, Prince Changqin wiped away the blood splashed on his face.

"In fact, I have never been able to understand why monsters must give birth to human appearance."

"A monster is a monster."

"Isn't it weird to pretend to be a human?"

Prince Changqin said slowly.

The monster's scarlet pupils were filled with killing intent and anger.

"Prince Changqin!"

"Why are you like this!"

He hissed and roared!

Prince Changqin stood calmly in mid-air, looking at the monster as if he were looking at a flower, a grass, a cloud, or a star.

He said lightly.

"As I said, I don't like liars or monsters of lies."

"Especially stupid liars."

A smile appeared on Prince Changqin's lips.

"Actually, my knife could have killed you."

"But I haven't had a knife for a long time."

"If a knife is idle for a long time, it will become blunt without seeing blood, and a person will lose his ambition and become dull and boring after a long and gentle life."

"I don't want that."

"In this way, I feel a little bit reluctant to let you die."

Prince Changqin said gently.

This is simply cruel and terrifying!

The monster seemed to be pierced by someone with a gun, and it seemed to see the figure rooted in his blood that exiled his family thousands of years ago. The burning shame made his blood boil all over his body, and his scales couldn't bear it. Can't help opening a gap.

It hissed, and hit the prince Changqin like a meteor!

Its pitch-black body smashed towards it, as if the entire sky had been smashed down!

Prince Changqin was caged in this shadow and seemed to have nowhere to escape.

Prince Changqin didn't want to escape.

He didn't need to escape either.

He had already raised his knife.

The knife has already moved.

People also moved.

The light of the knife suddenly rises, but the person is gone.

The knife light is still there, beautiful and erratic, and there is a hint of mystery in this world.

The man has already chopped into the flesh with a knife.

Like a fire cooking snow, the scales the size of a human head were cut off without hesitation by the blade, revealing the bright red and flexible flesh inside.

The knife didn't stop.

The knife continued to chop flesh and blood calmly, like breaking a flower or bending a grass, without even a trace of smoke.

The mountains of flesh and blood were thrown away into a deep valley, and the knife and people followed this deep valley, straight into the heart!

The heart is black.

Buried in the flesh and blood, it was like a round of black scorching sun, beating powerfully and steadily.

It should have been beating like this until thousands of years before it was shriveled and aged because of some irresistible power between heaven and earth.

Unfortunately, the knife came.

The tip of the knife split the black sun cruelly and coldly, and the intertwined tendons and blood vessels were broken into two pieces, helpless like all fragile flesh in the world.

The knife still didn't stop.

Because its owner is not yet satisfied.

Its vigor is not exhausted yet!

It went down along the heart, passed through the disgusting and dirty internal organs, passed through the tail with flexible bones, and rushed out quietly from the tip of the tail.

In front of it is no longer hot flesh and blood, no more white bones, only the vast and silent sea, only snow-white waves, only blood like a rainstorm!

It finally stopped.

Its owner is finally satisfied, enough, complete.

Its owner can no longer see the original face, the blood is like a brand new gorgeous clothes wrapping the whole body of Prince Changqin, the long hair like splashed ink, the perfect face like jade, and the blushing red marks have all disappeared. invisible.

He blinked, and the blood on the thick and slender eyelashes fell on the sea with a 'click', but the eyes under the eyelashes were still gentle and calm.

Behind Prince Changqin, the monster that he had planed in half fell into the blue sea with a bang, and the soaring water mist wet Prince Changqin's whole body.

He looked down at the knife.

The knife is still so beautiful.

No, the knife is more beautiful.

Bright red knife.

Breathtakingly beautiful.

Prince Changqin seemed to be smiling.

The translucent white petals that fell from the sky landed on his body, and with a thought in his mind, the golden light shot up to the sky again, and the blood around his body was illuminated by the light, like a fire, and disappeared in an instant.

Standing between the blue sky and the blue sea, he has long hair splashed with ink, his complexion is as noble as jade, and the red marks on his forehead are like snow-stained cinnabar and jade trees. His eyes are calm and gentle, like the deep sea in the sky, the shadow of the moon is floating, and the waves are dizzy , cannot be measured.

He is still the calm, introverted, gentle and courteous God of Music of the Three Realms.

It's not like the evil star who chopped up human flesh and blood just now.

Except for the knife in his hand.

Bright red knife.

Bloody knife.

The knife that should not have appeared in his hands playing the piano.

He lowered his eyes and stood still for a moment, as if waiting for something.

Wonderfully beautiful things.

Unfortunately, what he was waiting for did not come.

So Prince Changqin did one thing.

He slashed at himself!

He chopped off his own head!

Had he gone mad with his endless journey through space and time?

Had he despaired of waiting for a formidable foe ahead?

Did he no longer want to avenge those who died unjustly and were firmly bound by cruel fate?

No, neither.

But he did chop off his own head.

Cut off his own head!

His beautiful head slowly fell from under his neck, with a mysterious smile on his lips, and blood like splashed ink soaked his clothes again.

At this moment, the mighty blue sky quietly paled, the icy full moon suddenly shattered, the petals stagnated in mid-air, and the sea suddenly dried up.

He closed his eyes.

The world also closed its eyes.

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