Play well and hang up?

Dororo said in horror: "What's going on, what happened?"

The blood on the ground wet his shoes under the dripping rain.

Paimon said, "It's so cruel."

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from behind a big tree, holding a blood-stained demon knife in his hand, and stabbed at Wuchen.

However, what the man didn't expect was that the other party didn't suffer the slightest injury.

"Fuck?"

Only then did Wuchen realize what had happened.

"Boy, you don't talk about Wude, and you sneak attack my 18-year-old comrade."

"Also, no matter how you look at it, Hyakkimaru is stronger, why don't you kill him and why kill me?"

The man who suddenly appeared was very thin and had a bad complexion, especially the gray hair, which was the first time he had seen it in this country.

Dororo said: "The despicable guy actually attacked the big sister's head!"

Paimon said: "Who the hell are you and why did you sneak attack on us? Believe it or not, Paimon will beat you up hard!"

While talking, he hid.

Dororo complained: "Is this guy really a god!"

He seriously suspected that she had misread or hallucinated what happened before.

Wuchen said that even a child started to complain about Paimon, shouldn't you reflect on it?

The man said with a happy expression, "Because this knife is thirsty for blood, so I will kill."

"The knife thirsts for blood?"

?

"This is not an ordinary knife. It can drink human blood. It is a living demon knife. Once you hold it, you will be controlled by it. No matter who you are, you will be killed by him indiscriminately."

Dororo said: "You blame this knife for all your mistakes? Then what's the matter with your happy expression?"

Wuchen said: "I can understand this is a demon knife, the question is why did you cut me first?"

The man licked the blade and said, "Because you are worthy of being cut by me."

"Although from your appearance, you have nothing but good looks.

But Yaodao is telling me that you are a real strong man, and Yaodao is thirsting for your blood. "

"What about the Hundred Ghost Pills?"

"Oh, you mean that man. Although he is very strong, he is far inferior to you in Yaodao's eyes."

"Thank you so much O."

"You're welcome."

"I thank you all."

Yaodao, one of the twelve ghosts and gods, LV45, cannot exert its full strength because the host is weak.

Wuchen was shocked, at level 45, how can a ghost be higher than a ghost?However, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the latter sentence.

The man is actually just a host of the demon knife, or a parasite. Although he looks like nothing but malnutrition, his spirit has already been eroded by the demon knife.

It has already changed into the shape of a demon knife.

It has long been inseparable from the demon sword.

The man sneered: "But I'm curious, what's the matter with you, why can't I cut you?"

"you guess."

"Hehe, if it doesn't work once, do it again until your blood is sucked."

Before he finished speaking, Hyakkimaru suddenly rushed up!

"Brother Hyakkimaru!"

Ying said: "Why is Hyakkimaru so impulsive?"

"I can't see my own organs right in front of my eyes. I'm afraid he can't bear it."

Hyakkimaru and Youdao fight together.

One knife after another, the battle between the two is not very gorgeous, and there is no cool magic, but this simple and pure battle alone makes the people who watch it tremble with fear.

The gray-haired man showed a happy expression on his face, and said: "It seems that I have misjudged, you are also the man that Yaodao desires."

"You have Asura in your blade, just like me, but your movements are a bit slow."

A slash of the knife left a scar of blood on Hyakkimaru's face.

Hyakkimaru seemed to be a little surprised because he felt hurt for the first time, and was overwhelmed by the opponent's offensive, and retreated to the corner of the cliff before he knew it.

The gray-haired man stabbed him with a knife.

However, Hyakkimaru raised his foot suddenly, and the knife stabbed into his prosthetic limb, and it got stuck all of a sudden, Hyakkimaru struck back with a knife.

The gray-haired man fell into the cliff, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Brother Hyakkimaru, are you alright?"

Dororo ran over, asked, and helped pick up Hyakkimaru's prosthetic limb.

He looked down at the bottom of the cliff and said, "The guy who fell from this place probably won't survive."

Wuchen came over and said, "That's hard to say."

"Eh?"

"After all, they are the twelve ghosts and gods. Besides, that person is just the host of the demon knife. Even if he dies, there is no loss to the demon knife."

"How come this is too cruel."

Paimon complained, "Ghosts and gods don't have any mercy."

"That's right."

Wuchen said: "Hyakkiwan, why did you beat that guy down? You get all the experience... Cough, I mean, you can't even get your organs back."

Paimon narrowed his eyes and said, "I think you only have experience in your heart!"

Hyakkimaru hadn't recovered his hearing at this time, so naturally he didn't hear Wuchen's words. He squatted down and stared at his prosthetic limb silently.

Dororo said, "Brother Hyakkimaru, what's wrong with you?"

Finding that Hyakkimaru's leg was blown off, "Brother Hyakkimaru, wait for me for a while, and I'll help you get the leg back." Xiao ran to the forest.

Chapter 260 Dororo is Controlled

The rain became heavier, and there was still a faint sound of thunder. Hyakkimaru touched his wound.

Although the wound was not big and did not bleed much, it brought him a strange feeling.

The pain was something he never had before.

After a while, Dororo still didn't come back, Paimon worried: "Where did Dororo go, why didn't you come back?"

"Didn't he say he was going to lose his legs?"

"Then why hasn't he come back yet?"

"How do I know?"

After waiting for a while, Duo Luoluo still didn't come back, Wuchen was also a little worried, and said, "Why is it so slow to pick up something, little brat? Could it be that he encountered some danger?"

But the fact that the mission did not fail meant that at least Dororo's life was not in danger.

"Come on, let's go and look for it."

Shouted to Hyakkimaru not far away: "Go, let's go down the mountain and look for it."

Hyakkimaru didn't hear their words, but saw their spirits go away, so he followed.

After walking for a few steps, Wu Chen found that it was too inconvenient for Hyakkimaru to walk like this.Missing a leg, like a disabled person.

So he found a wooden stick in the woods and asked Hyakkimaru to use it as a crutch.Not to mention it works pretty well.

Going down the mountain together, Wu Chen opened up his elemental vision, and saw something strange on the ground not far away.

Walking over, I saw that it was the prosthetic limb of Hyakkimaru.

Paimon said, "So the prosthesis fell so close, what about the Dororo people?"

Wu Chen frowned, the prosthetic limb of Hyakkimaru is good here, but the demon sword inserted on the prosthetic limb is missing.

……

At the same time, the woman who had just met once walked on the mountain road and looked around: "Little brother, where are you, are you all right?"

Suddenly she found a man falling down not far away, she kindly thought that the man was injured, walked over and said: "Are you okay, you..."

Pupils shrank, and he said incredulously, "Brother?"

After discovering that the other party was his long-lost brother, who had been brought home, and after taking good care of him, the other party finally opened his eyes.

The woman said happily: "Great, brother, you finally woke up."

His memory was a little fuzzy, but he finally called out a name

"Sushi..."

"Yes, yes, it's me. I have been begging the Buddha to bless you, and bless you to return safely, so we can meet again."

But the grey-haired man's expression didn't change much. The first thing he did when he woke up was to look around for something.

"Brother, what are you looking for?"

The man sighed and said, "Forget it, it's nothing, it will come back eventually."

Seeing that the man really didn't want to say more, Xu Zhi brought something over.

"Brother, I happened to see a passing peddler selling it just now. Chestnut rice, you used to like it."

The man was not interested, looking at the rain scene outside the window, as if waiting for the return of the demon knife.

Suzhi said: "... Do you still remember that when I was a child, once I started crying, I couldn't stop crying, even if my mother came to comfort me, I still kept sobbing.

Whenever this time, brother, you will always fold an origami crane for me like this, and then stop crying, just keep looking at that origami crane like this. "

As if he didn't hear what his sister said, the man was immersed in the expectation and joy of the demon sword's return.

"I'm here……"

"I'm here..."

That voice seemed to be calling for the demon sword to return.

"Brother...Brother, let's go home together, I beg you, please say something to me."

"What happened, how, how did you become like this..."

Five years ago, Tian Zhisuke was just an ordinary person. In order to resist foreign enemies, he chose to join the army.

But after joining the army, the first task is not to kill the enemy.Instead, the lord asked him to kill a few artisans who had no crimes.

The reason is simply that the high-rise fortress made by these craftsmen is impeccable, and no matter how powerful the army is, it cannot be easily captured.

If we submit to the enemy, our weakness will be exposed instantly.

For such a reason, he was asked to kill those craftsmen who had no crimes, even those who were major contributors.

Tian Zhisuke's body trembled, and he couldn't help it.If it was an enemy, he would definitely be the first to rush forward.

But what he is facing now is ordinary people who have not committed any crimes, and he really can't do anything.

The lord was furious, and said that if you don't cut them off, then you should cut seppuku yourself.

Maybe it was because he was afraid of death, or maybe he was afraid that he would never see his family again. In the end, Tian Zhisuke made a move.

But to everyone's surprise, this Bing Dao is not an ordinary sword, but a demon sword.

Every time the knife sucks blood, it becomes sharper.

At first it was just a rusty embroidery knife, but after killing the first person, it immediately returned to its bloodthirsty nature.