Bad knife

does not exist?

Yin Dao raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that this woman would tell some amazing secrets, but in the end it was all made up to satisfy his own selfishness.

Yin Dao ignored Chun this time, of course he knew that he was different from ordinary people, and he never paid special attention to the fact that Ando didn't expose it.No one knows how Yindao spends the night alone, especially when he was seriously ill a few years ago, he dragged his heavy eyelids and dared not close his eyes every night, and he slowly healed his heart by himself, Helplessly accepting the fact that maybe if I fall asleep tonight, I will never wake up again.

For this life that is more than one or two points weaker than ordinary people, Tsubaki's words are really ridiculous.Yin Dao only knows that he opens his eyes every morning, and then he is glad that he can live another day, and a mocking smile can't help but curl up at the corner of his mouth:

"I really don't have time to think about what you said... It's too complicated, but I'm sorry, you may be hacked to non-existence today by me who shouldn't exist."

Chun's spell seemed to weave an invisible net, and the Yin knife could not move. The Yin knife slowly stretched out his right hand to hold the blade in front of him. He needed a support, and the blood slowly flowed down the blade. It slipped down, but it didn't finally drip into the soil, but gradually penetrated into the blade without leaving any trace.

Yin Dao quietly watched the blade in his hand sucking his own blood greedily, he knew that the knife with the same name as himself loved blood especially, be it from monsters or humans, and then it would become excited, no, maybe it would become It was Yin Dao himself who got excited and restless, holding a sharp blade soaked in blood in his hand, he would always have the urge to continue swinging the knife.

Want to be stronger.

But now, with his own blood nourishing his weapon, Yin Dao couldn't help clenching the blade in his hand, but he didn't feel any pain at all, or he had no time to pay attention to this subtle feeling.At this moment, he just wants to hug this knife tightly, devour it, rub it into his own flesh and blood, and take back the missing part that should belong to him.

Yin Dao's vision gradually became blurred. He felt that his hands were holding something, but it seemed that he hadn't touched anything. Gradually, his eyes became dark.

For a moment, Tsubaki felt a little uneasiness in his heart. Years of fighting made this miko have an instinctive perception of the crisis, which even Ando could not compare to her.

As Tsubaki expected, the child on the opposite side exuded an ominous aura. His blood-stained hands clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and his eyes gradually became red with blood.Seeing the murderous but out-of-focus crimson eyes of the opposite child, and then shifting his gaze to the long knife in Yin Dao's hand - which is still greedily sucking the master's blood at this moment, Tsubaki secretly sighed carelessly. Thinking that this inconspicuous long knife turned out to be a monster knife, although even now I can't feel the slightest monster aura.

Chun took it for granted that the change of Yin Dao was due to the demon sword he was holding, and it looked like a very good sword, so he had the idea of ​​snatching it from his heart. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured by Ando before, and just now he saw the Yin Dao. Teacher Zhenchuan, now this child is exuding a dangerous aura. Years of experience tell Chun that it is best not to think of any unrealistic ideas now, it is better to retreat first, but facing the best spiritual power and sword, It is really not reconciled to give up so easily.

Miko Tsubaki has never been afraid of challenges. She was like this to her fateful opponent Kikyo 30 years ago, and now she is also like this to this long-coveted treasure.

In Tsubaki's eyes, the child in front of her is a tool to help her cultivate, but this tool was snatched by Ando ten years ago, and ten years later it was repaired to be even sharper. She can kill all enemies that stand in her way.

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Yin Dao thought that he had been swallowed alive by the witch who fell into the evil way, and then he was thrown into hell after death. What he reached out and touched was sticky blood, and the screams in his ears disturbed him , he wanted to yell to shut up, but he couldn't make a sound.

He felt that something was wrong with him, he felt dizzy and always thought of something, but he couldn't even catch his tail, as if he shouldn't think about anything.Then, when he noticed, there was no sound around him.

Deep in the darkness, what Yindao felt was boundless loneliness. After a long, long time like this, he could not feel a ray of light.

Until one day, a comforting male voice sounded in his ear:

"I finally found you. From today onwards, I am your master. Please lend me your strength. I will name you Yin Dao."

Yin Dao finally felt the light again, and he saw the long-haired man holding a long blade, killing all things.Human beings, monsters, ghosts and gods, countless creatures were buried under this knife, and the sea of ​​blood was exhausted, surrounded by hostility.Then, Yin Dao's thoughts gradually became clear, and a strange but familiar name appeared in his mind.

Ando Renzawa.

By the way, Ando Renzawa, how could I forget him?

Yes, how could I forget?

Ando Renzawa, I have never admitted that you are my master.

The ten-year-old child has already shown his figure. Yin Dao looked down at his body that was becoming more and more transparent under the sun, and stretched out his hand to touch the sharp blade in the man's hand. Beyond the black hilt.

Is this a dream?or memory?

The human mind is really weird.

Yin Dao couldn't help laughing at himself. He remembered that he was just a ray of sword spirit in the sword. He still remembered that a long time ago, this man named Ando Renze wanted to be his own master, but his own power was indeed in this arrogant place. man with skyrocketing hands.

He no longer remembers how he was formed, he only knows that he is a knife, a knife that lives on bloodthirsty.

He likes blood, likes the suffocation of the cold, likes to kill life, and enjoys the unwillingness and fear born at that moment. These, Ando Renze satisfied him.Then, he gradually had his own thoughts, gradually heard human voices, and saw the human world.

At that time, he was just curious about human beings.

Until Ando intended to let him be buried with him when he was dying, he finally realized that Ando had named himself Yin Dao, but he was just a knife after all.

He is not reconciled!Is it just to be destroyed for the selfish desire of this human being?

Then, before dying, Ando Renzawa heard the voice of his beloved sword for the first and last time.

The author has something to say: Haha, have you been surprised by this setting, but!This product is not Zanpakuto, this product is really not Zanpakuto, in fact, the prototype of this product is Yimulian, I have a feeling for his Hong Guoguo's demo that crawled out of the knife.

Also, I really wanted to write about Junya Ando, ​​hey, in order not to make the crime too serious, let him find his brother by himself.

I finally remembered that Japanese swords are called Taidao just now, 囧——