To become stronger, to become the strongest and sharpest knife in the world, this was the most important wish in Yiqi Yizheng's heart, and he was even willing to give everything he had for this wish to come true, even if this thin strand of soul would never come true. There is no afterlife either.

Then use this body as a knife to kill your brothers and colleagues, the road ahead is very difficult and dangerous.

The person in front of him now told him that he could become invincible and powerful, and he no longer had to rely on those extremely inferior scheming and calculations, and no longer had to pretend that he was lurking hard.

"What are you still hesitating about?"

What are you still hesitating about?

"Come here, as long as you come here, you can immediately realize your wish... forget everything and become the sharpest knife in the world..."

He couldn't tell whether the hoarse voice came from outside or from inside his head, as if his whole head was immersed in the coldest sea water, soaked, lifted, and soaked again until the things in his mind changed. It's a mess.

The coldness crawled out of Yiqi Yizheng's head until the whole face was covered with a cold look, his bright pupils were completely dyed black, deeper than this night, and he could no longer see the past. Deep emotions hidden inside.

"One stage, one shock."

who is it?Who is calling his name in the dark?

The banshee has changed beyond recognition, and she no longer maintains the appearance of a young girl. Long tentacles protrude from the body, and the tentacles are wrapped in clusters of black miasma. into his body.

"Become stronger... Come here, forget everything, you don't have to worry about anything... Be completely integrated with this darkness... Become a part of me..."

His clear eyes quickly became cloudy again.

The voice that came from nowhere is still in his mind, and still ringing in his heart, speaking with perseverance, maintaining his last consciousness for a period of time.

"It's right to become stronger in order to protect someone, but there will never be such a thing as the strongest in this world..."

The first phase stopped, with a confused look on his face.

Could it be that the idea of ​​wanting to be the strongest is...wrong?

"Nothing is the strongest, and no matter how strong it is, it cannot defeat time. Everything will eventually be annihilated in the torrent of time."

The gentle voice was like the softest wind in the morning, carrying a trace of holy spiritual power, melting into his heart, slowly calming the restlessness and bloodthirsty desire in his heart.

"No matter how powerful a person is, he has his own culprit. Just like a bird fighting against the sky, it will never be able to swim in the sea. A cicada that sheds its shell in summer will never see winter snow. A truly powerful person bears a heavy burden like a mountain. Giving up everything to become the strongest will only make you forget your original appearance, your original intention to become stronger, and the person you want to protect..."

If you want to forget everything, then...Yakuken, Hirano, Tui, Ran, Hakata... Fujishiro's younger brothers will be completely forgotten by him, and then the initial thoughts will be empty, and what I want to hold up for them Knife, I don't know how to lift it again, for whom?

Yiqi Yizheng's eyes became clear again, struggling with pain but firmness: "I... don't want to forget..."

"will not forget!"

He raised the sword in his hand and slashed at the banshee. The black air wrapped around the sword cut off its entangled tentacles, and the black blood that flowed out from the broken section splashed everywhere. Wherever it touched, it quickly withered into ashes.

The banshee let out a cry of pain, and was finally unwilling to let go of the shackles on him. She flew far away into the safe mid-air, and held up all the broken tentacles without giving up. She smiled ferociously and cursed at the same time.

"I curse—your knife will be lifted to the woman you cherish and love, and then it will pierce through the heart!"

Yiqi Yizhen's frightening demon marks on his face still haven't faded, he displayed a higher maneuver than usual, jumped up through the branches layer by layer, attached the miasma injected into the body by the banshee to the Taidao, and then slid Yue slashed at it fiercely.

"cut!"

At the same time, the sound of clanking suddenly resounded in the sky!

"Pro, soldier, fight, who—"

A huge lavender halo suddenly appeared behind the banshee, which was firmly attached to it like a disc, unable to break free, but the light seemed to have its own consciousness, and gradually climbed onto its body, like a snake. Stretch the banshee's limbs and get closer and closer until she can't breathe.

"don't want……"

The demon-killing spell did not stop: "All, count, group, move forward, go!"

The banshee desperately tore at the purple light that bound her: "No! Don't! Don't—don't purify me! I can help you realize whatever wishes you want!"

The light of the power of purification suddenly flourished.

"Retreating demons—"

In the first phase, the strength of the whole body was carried through the arm, and it was chopped down fiercely: "Awakening!"

"Ahhhhhhh-"

As this distorted scream pierced the sky, the banshee's body was completely shattered into ashes, and those unwilling eyes suddenly exploded without warning, and shattered into countless tiny fragments, scattered in all directions like snow. When he shook his eyes and closed them, a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

He reached out to touch his eyes, feeling a little foreign body sensation, but when he opened his eyes again, nothing happened, and the scenery in his eyes changed like flying.

The originally pitch-black sky suddenly faded as if it had been splashed with white paint, revealing the original fish-belly sky. It turned out that it was just dawn at this time, and it was the time when yin and yang were handed over, and the yin and yang were most mixed. Only then did the banshee be able to take advantage of the void.

Everything just now was just an illusion.

The grass blades on the roadside are still stained with fresh dew, which bends the thin blades, swirls on the tip of the blades, and then drips down, knocking over a snail, and the birds at the edge of the forest spread their wings and fly half-glide Falling to the branch of the tree, he looked curiously at the woman standing under the tree with folded sleeves.

His heart settled down.

Lostly read: "Jiangsu."

It seemed that he felt that he had lost his composure, so he shouted again in the first phase: "Master Kikyo."

"Sorry, issue one."

Kikyo walked over, stood on the road not far from him and looked at him quietly: "I was too careless... I didn't realize the darkness that has been lurking around me all the time. It is this forest that confuses you. A few years is enough for it." Form your own will, transform into a demon, and bewitch your body and mind."

"Using the fog in the forest as a medium to slowly corrode the soul and devour the intelligence and consciousness of creatures, this is the way the forest eats."

In the first issue, I bowed my hands in a salute: "If it wasn't for Master Kikyo's help and awakening my sanity, the first issue has already become a part of this forest and one of those ignorant sword monsters. Thank you for the first issue." If it's too late, how can you afford an apology from Master Kikyo."

He has changed his mind.

Kikyo's voice was so beautiful that it was like a dream that people didn't want to wake up from. It woke him up again and again in the illusion. Such a holy woman should not die in this kind of place.

"The curse of the forest, I didn't have time to block it for you."

Kikyo was a little worried, but explained in detail: "Your soul consciousness has been drawn into the illusion created by the forest, and I may have just avoided the range of its spiritual power, so I didn't enter the illusion with you inside."

If the two lose consciousness at the same time, even if the forest is temporarily unable to deal with their bodies, the demons and ghosts who have been coveting spiritual power will take this opportunity to break through the barrier and bite their bodies, then no matter whether the spirits can return or not Physically, both will have nowhere to go.

"I wanted to kill the soul of the forest directly with the demon-breaking arrow, but it was hiding in your body."

Everything is damaged, jade and stone are destroyed, although she didn't finish her words completely, she already knew what Kikyo had to say in the first episode.

Yizheng wanted to say something like "I am not afraid of life and death, please Master Kikyo take the role of eliminating demons first", just like facing the banshee just now, but looking at Kikyo, I said no matter what Can't say that.

Those who have thoughts in their hearts forget to die.

He was reluctant to part with this cruel and sad world, for the little warmth left.

The so-called rarity of the four-flower Taidao is just a joke, one belongs to the infinite copy of the body, even if it is rare compared to other two flowers and three flowers, it is only among a group of sad It's just the one who stood out a little bit among the participants.

Sometimes I will remember that even the preciousness brought about by such hypocritical rarity is firmly suppressed by the Five Swords of the World.

A sword is just a tool.

——Although you have obtained a human body, you are still a steel thing in essence, and your sword has no heart, but you want to forcibly possess human emotions.

The words of the forest demon are still ringing in my ears.

With human-shaped swords, they are still just swords. They exercise the will of each swing of the sword on behalf of the master, and they obey every correct and unknown instruction... There is nothing wrong with saying that they are puppets.

No matter how precious a puppet is, a substitute can always be found.

In the end, Yizheng just said softly: "It's not worth it."

Kikyo said: "I only make decisions at every moment. Whether it is worth it or not is meaningless."

"It really doesn't sound like what Mr. Kikyo would say...it's like an impulsive little girl." Although he said with a smile on his mouth, the expression on his face was not like this: "Curse? Master Kikyo really don't mind, I was born with a sword and a body of steel, and I only know how to kill enemies on the battlefield..."

"The sword has no heart, how can there be love?"

The author has something to say:

The fifth day without a Japanese account, I want Su Shao to take it off for me

In this chapter, Sister Kikyo plays remotely

When I think of Kikyo being cursed by Tsubaki, I also vowed that I will not be emotional, and as a result, I was slapped in the face, but the one who was cursed and unlucky in the first episode seems to be... Kikyo, I like this bloody plot of loving and killing each other hhhh

There is a wretched way to make up the word count: when writing an issue of recalling my younger brother, you can name all his younger brothers, and then [-] words will be about the same

Why do I feel that there are fewer and fewer comments, and the style of painting is getting more and more biased... Well, this is my fault...

emmm just take a short break to sort out the plot

The little angel Aran, who got 300 comments, has any knives that she wants to whore, I will update the short stories in the short story collection of the column, you can specify

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