Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

Ying Wu looked at Chu Lanyin leisurely, tapped his fingers on the table one after another, the bloody fingertips reflected a glare of cold light.

despair.despair.despair.

If he didn't speak, the other six demon generals, even the demon king on the throne, dared not speak first.

In the empty palace, there was only the sound of fingers being knocked on the stone surface.

The atmosphere gradually became dull.

The sticky sweet smell surrounded the three people in the center of the hall, and Li Pu'er was about to suffocate, biting his lower lip and trying to hold his breath.

This little action of his seemed to give Ying Wu a great sense of pleasure, and he gave two "haha" for some unknown reason, then withdrew his hand from the table, and pressed it on the hilt of the sword at his waist again.

bass--!

A faint blue sword light flashed across everyone's eyes.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, the hairs on Li Pu'er's neck exploded, and the muscles all over his body tensed subconsciously.

But the opponent did not intend to draw a sword to attack.

Ying Wu's palm touched the blade in vain, and brighter blue burst out from the blade.

In the continuously dizzy light, a figure loomed faintly.

That is also a sword spirit.

A sword spirit in a very strange state.

Sword Spirit's figure is stronger than Chu Lanyin's, with wing-like and complicated magic patterns between his eyebrows, and his well-defined chest and smooth contour lines can be clearly seen under the lake-blue thin robe.

He wore a brass-colored bracelet, indicating that he was a sword spirit with a master.

At this time, the string of bells was ringing finely with his trembling.

Although the sword spirit was physically stronger, he looked weaker than Chu Lanyin.

And anyone with eyes can see where the sword spirit's pain comes from.

On the surface of his pale spiritual body, on the skin that at first glance is no different from that of a human race, there are blood-red spells winding.

The lines of the spirit spell are dense and dense, like a bundle of thin ropes that are constantly tightened, binding the sword spirit like a zongzi.

This sword is called "Killing the Red Dust".

To be born with a white blade, to kill people in the world of mortals. *

The inherited sword of the most powerful king blood of the demon clan in the past was handed down by the same swordsmith as the Baichuan sword worn by the leader of the Immortal League.

Sha Hongchen was transformed by an external force, and it took him a while to regain his senses, and his slack pupils focused little by little.

After seeing Chu Lanyin clearly in front of him, he smiled wryly and said, "Oh my, it's so ugly to see you like this."

"It's okay." Chu Lanyin stepped forward.

Sha Hongchen took a big step back, shook his head and said, "Have you forgotten? This thing will affect spirit bodies."

He couldn't move his hands much, so he pouted angrily, and urged, "Stay away, stand away, you haven't had enough of your 100 years of suffering? If you let Xie... wait, who is it?"

Sha Hongchenjian's eyes widened, and he looked at Cangshan with piercing eyes, his expression was as if he saw a sword spirit eating Haisai, it was very magical.

He even blinked a few times vigorously later, in case he was hallucinating being tied up.

In the end, Sha Hongchen came to his senses.

If it wasn't for the sword spirit not being able to cry, his tears should have already "swiped" and fell.

He looked at Chu Lanyin again, and said earnestly: "Lan Yin, I have advised you before, it is not good to learn from the human race for a sword master! Joy, anger, worry, sorrow, fear, and suffering are all entangled, and there is no escape. And Look, what's the matter with me? It seems that I was right in Xipi, but not all of them. I and Baichuan were both wrong. That year, when the peach blossoms were lightly raining in Xishan Mountain, you all let me Wrong payment!"

Killing Hongchen as if no one else was around, he tremblingly raised his hand covered with magic spells, wiped away the non-existent tears, and said sadly: "I have been tortured by this 'Great Bound Curse' for the past few months, and life would be worse than death , it's like suffering in purgatory all the time. It's the pair of Xipi I used to support me until now. Every time I can't stand it anymore, I will reminisce about the candy I picked out before, but who knows you will come Just collapsed my house on the spot, ruined my candy, and let me drink cool breeze on the ruins of the collapsed house..."

The sword spirit howled nonsensically, with exaggerated behavior and mournful wailing, which successfully attracted the attention of the audience.

Cang Shan took a few steps forward, clasped his fists at Sha Hongchen Sword Spirit, and said, "It's the next problem."

Sha Hongchen sighed, "Poor substitute!"

Unlike other demon generals who looked at Sha Hongchen like a lark, Ying Wu leaned back on the back of the wide chair, as if he didn't hear the chaotic thoughts, and didn't even bother to give him a wink.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes were locked on the other sword spirit.

There was both scrutiny and interest in those eyes.

Lan Yin's sword spirit has really changed a lot.

Ying Wu's scarlet eyes reflected the other party's current appearance.

Just like a long, long time ago, there was a shivering devil boy hiding in the water tank, and in the sudden light of panic, he looked up timidly and desperately.

It was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month a hundred years ago, a red moon hung high in the night sky, the sky and the earth were all shades of crimson, in the rippling water waves, the sword spirit smiled, and melted deep red and light red in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows between.

Every few years, there will be an extremely bad climate, alternating extreme cold and extreme heat, evil spirits seep out of the land, and the spring water turns black and cannot be drunk.

The food and water sources of the monsters are short, and it is difficult to go hunting because of the weather. When the water is exhausted, they will choose to burn, kill, loot, and hunt their own people.

In the demon world without rules, the law of the jungle is the true nature.

And the endless killings breed evil pleasures. Several big demons kill in private for fun, so much so that they develop into betting at the opening of the market, counting people with monster elixir, wantonly hunting and killing reclusive races that do not participate in the court affairs.

Among the several great demons at that time was Lan Yinjian's third sword master, Tu Wen, Prince Blood Prince at that time.

At the end of a killing, the handsome sword spirit and the devil boy hiding in the vat looked at each other.

At that time, Lanyin Sword Spirit and Young Master Tu Wen only had half a contract of military master, but it was precisely because of the only half contract that Young Master Tu Wen's control over Sword Spirit reached an extreme level. the point.

It was also because of the strong mind of the sword master that Chu Lan was deeply influenced by the sword master's preferences in terms of appearance at that time.

The fire scorched open half of the sky, and the clouds were hindered by the yin, and turned into a vortex shape. The moon was the biggest and brightest gemstone embedded in it, but it seemed to be the essence of blood and light, smearing the richness on the backlight. shadow.

Half a soldier's deed does not bind the sword spirit very strongly, and there is no magic spell that twists fingers. Chu Lanyin is just a disobedient spirit. When the sword master kills people in the front yard, he squats beside the crumbling brick wall and digs the soil .

The spirit of plants and trees perched in his sleeves, and he carried a big bag full of them. Occasionally, escaped spirits squeezed into it, and they were able to hide in troubled waters, so Chu Lanyin pretended to take them away.

But in fact, Tu Wen will only ignore him if he kills his superiors. Due to his interest, Tu Wen will also play a game of cat and mouse with his prey. At this time, he must call the sword spirit.

The curse pattern around the finger is covered with the spirit body, the sword spirit rolled his eyes and he searched for the lingering creatures in the ruins, the stones everywhere were stained with blood, and the golden magic pill rolled down like Weathered tears into beads.

Because of Chu Lan's insincere rummaging, she even gave up her hearing and half of her eyesight. The deaf and half-blind sword spirit slowly lifted the lid of a small water tank, and then saw a small water tank hidden below. Devil boy.

Ying Wu: "..."

Chu Lanyin: "..."

Yingwu in the water cried and started to spit bubbles.

Chu Lanyin blinked, amused by the group of bubbles.

Then he put the lid on the water tank and walked away as if nothing had happened.

When he was withdrawn from the memories, Ying Wu's fingertips were caressing the fingers consciously or unconsciously.

For him who has become a big demon, his childhood experience is no different from an extremely humiliating past, including the struggle to survive in this tank.

But he also had to admit that the sight he saw from the water was indeed a beautiful scene that he had never seen in his life.

Accompanied by the thrilling, life-threatening near-death crisis, he was like a dying fish in a dry pond. By chance, he caught a glimpse of a weak but still upright blood-striped orchid on the shore.

In the following years, he just wanted to stick the soft blade with his fish lips.

And today that wish will come true.

In the main hall of the Demon Palace, Chu Lanyin naturally felt the burning and playful gaze.

Seeing him looking over, Ying Wu congealed the spell in his hand, Sha Hongchen groaned in pain, knelt down on one knee, and ended his eloquent speech with a standard scolding ancestor.

Chu Lanyin frowned.

Sha Hongchen shook his head at him.

In the hall that was quiet again, even a needle drop could be heard.

After the dead silence, Ying Wu laughed.

He said, "Long time no see."

The magic breath lingered around Chu Lanyin's body, but the sword spirit remained unmoved and showed no expression.

In fact, the logic in Chu Lanyin's mind is this: first, a bunch of human language with upside-down and ambiguous words, and then the consciousness is translated through spiritual language, and she understands that this is a greeting that means that she has not seen each other for many years.

Since it's a greeting, according to the template given by Xie Cangshan, you should respond first, and if you don't respond, just return as it is, that's right.

Chu Lanyin: "Well, long time no see."

Then there is the need to decipher the deeper meaning.

I haven't seen you for many years, which means I saw you a long time ago. When did you see me?

Damn, can't remember.

The sword spirit may not understand the principle of "today's favor he will repay tomorrow", but the memory of spirit bodies is very limited, they cannot use text carriers, and they can only selectively remember what they think they need to remember.

As for other insignificant things and people, they really take up too much capacity, and they will forget a batch from time to time.

After politely responding, Chu Lanyin asked, "Who are you?"

Ying Wu: "...heh."

Cangshan has returned to Chu Lanyin at this time.

Sha Hongchen looked at them nervously.

He prayed in his heart, hoping that this wooden form shaped like Xie Cangshan would be somewhat reliable as Xie Jianzun, and understood the hints in his words.

Most of the demon generals have bad brains, but Ying Wu is considered to be a relatively good one among them.

Ying Wu changed his posture and sat, his eyes lightly swept across the two people behind Chu Lanyin, and said: "Lan Yin Sword Spirit, you have the grace of saving my life, this deity has always been very clear, so I will leave you two If a sword waiter dies, especially the one who is particularly obtrusive, let him go for the time being."

Chu Lanyin turned her head to Li Pu'er and said, "He scolded you."

Li Pu'er was ashamed: "Elder, he shouldn't be scolding me."

Chu Lanyin said: "Impossible, the wooden puppet was summoned by me, it is impossible to be permanently disabled."

Li Pu'er covered his face: "It's me, it's me."

"but--"

Ying Wu's smile widened.

He said: "Tonight, there is a dinner at my residence to appreciate the world's famous soldiers. I wonder if the benefactor can come over?"

After Sha Hongchen heard his words, he let go of the restraints on his body, and was really embarrassed for a while.

... Take back what you just said about you being okay.

That, General Ying, you just want to insult the sword spirit with a military banquet, but you forgot, so you rushed at your military pavilion that was built by robbery. If you do this now, you are sending an army for nothing to the world's military master. .

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*Hold yourself in the sword, kill in the world of mortals. "Gift from Brother Xiangyang Shaofu Hao" Li Bai

【Lan Yin Sword Five Sword Master Files Compact Version】

1. Chu Jiu (followed for 0 years)

Identity: Gu Clan Swordsmith

2. Liu Yunshang (5 years)

Identity: Human General

3. Tu Wen (103 years)

Identity: Demon Prince

4. Qi Guan Si Kou (125 years)

Status: civil servant on the run from Hades

5. Xie Cangshan (99 years)

Status: Work-related injury retired cadre wearing a bookstore