Blue Sky Sword

Fengyin sighed and gently stroked Kitty Hawk and Falcon.

He said softly: "If one day, I will send you out, even if the original intention is for your own good, but will you remember me? Do you remember my original intention, will you blame me?"

His voice was a little sentimental.

Both Kitty Hawk and Xiao Falcon looked at Feng Yin with their round eyes, and kissed Feng Yin's fingers affectionately with their small pointed mouths.

Although their intelligence is open, how can they understand such a long speech, at the moment only ignorance, but for them, the happiness, happiness, and satisfaction at the moment are everything, why do they need to understand what the master is saying.

Just in Fengyin's palm, they are already completely satisfied.

Feng Yin sighed deeply.

Play with San Xiao for a while, and then let Fengying take Kitty Hawk and Falcon to play.

Fengyin returned to the room by himself and opened the package sent by Wu Tiejun.

First, he cleaned up his chaotic thoughts, adjusted his state, and then focused his attention on the twenty-two soul beads.

Obviously, although these soul orbs are of high quality, they are much worse than the three king-level ones given by Feng Ying's mother.

Even the soul pearl of the half-step eighth-order monster that Wu Tiejun said was rare in the world. Not even close.

Objects are the thing, I am most afraid of comparison. Although I have harvested a lot this time, the number is also large, but the quality... But whether I can get into the eyes of a small knife, and what kind of feedback I will give is not sure!

Just when Fengyin's eyes focused on the twenty-two soul beads, Fengyin suddenly felt that in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, the little broken knife that had been silent for a long time began to stir.

coming!

Slightly tilted, a heat flow suddenly surged, as if out of nothing, rushing along the meridians all the way to Fengyin's fingertips, full of impatient emotions.

There is a door!

Feng Yin moved in his heart.

So Fengyin placed twenty-two soul beads on the table, and it was one thing to touch his eyes. He was still one and a half meters away from the table.

Even if you really stretch out your hand, you won't be able to touch it.

Feeling the vision of the finger, a sly smile appeared on Feng Yin's face.

All of this was originally his test method, to confirm the temptation of the Spirit Soul Pearl to the small broken knife!

He felt it last time; the small broken knife must be in contact with the soul orb in order to absorb it.

The current situation can be said to be within Fengyin's expectations, and everything is under control.

The fingers were itchy and hot, and the shock wave after wave after wave, one wave higher than the other, made the person Fengyin feel so uncomfortable that he almost screamed. impulse.

Whether it is physical or mental, body or soul, it is the same!

But Fengyin just held back, forcibly, and he didn't move if he resisted to death.

"Just a small broken knife, you want to ask for anything from me?"

"You belong to me, and you want to control me and order me? How can there be such a thing in the world?"

Fengyin forcibly endured it, restraining the increasingly strong impulse.

No matter how you act like a demon, I'm still standing still, but I'll have to see if you can do anything else.

The real purpose of Fengyin's move is obvious, which is to negotiate with Xiaodao and strive for the initiative.

Although he didn't know whether this little broken knife had any intelligence, whether he could understand what he said, and whether he would communicate with himself; but he had to try!

Before the reincarnation of the elbow, without any warning, let the knife directly **** the three soul orbs, and then no longer come out.

Fengyin has always believed that it is the biggest failure since his second life, and there is no such thing!

I have Goldfinger, but after Goldfinger took the benefit, he ran away.

——I am so embarrassed to the traversers!

Therefore, Feng Yin must understand this time, and he will never compromise before he understands it. After he understands it, he will still not compromise.

The discomfort of the fingers gradually climbed to a limit. Fengyin felt that even if he cut off the fingers directly, not only would he not feel pain, but he would only feel a kind of pleasure similar to release.

But he still endured it, even with a smile on his face.

fight me?

come!

Hurt each other!

Love and kill each other!

Let's see if you have a powerful knife, or among my Feng Dalang, the Feng Da traveler is very powerful!

I don't believe it anymore!

The duration of this process is still very long, and all kinds of feelings are constantly surging. The ups and downs are not easy for outsiders to appreciate. In short, it is difficult to endure.

However, Fengyin was not in a hurry at all, just indifferent.

He always pointed his finger at so many soul beads on the table, but he didn't move, didn't move.

Anyway, how do you move, I just don't move, see who can shake who!

five minutes.

ten minutes.

One quarter of an hour.

One hour.

An hour and a half.

Two hours passed.

The knife never gave up its efforts, but the wind seal was really ruthless, and the other hand held a needle hanging on the thigh.

Whenever you feel like you can't take it anymore, give yourself a shot.

The sharp tingling sensation for a moment, the inexplicable pain for a moment, always made Feng Yin's thoughts return to clarity; apart from gnashing his teeth and cracking his mouth, he fought against willpower again.

Lao Tzu and you are a little bit of a knife, trying to keep giving yourself injections and boosting your spirits. If you can't do it for one hour, you can't do it in two hours, you can't do it in two hours, you can't do it in one night, you can't do it in one night, then three days and three nights!

If you don't agree, I will spend a year with you!

It doesn't matter!

The only result is that I must control you, and it is absolutely impossible for you to control me with a small knife!

This is Fengyin's arrogance.

This kind of arrogance comes from the previous life. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals can't even become essences, let alone other things; human beings are the masters of all things!

This idea has long been ingrained.

It is completely different from the thinking of the people in this Anping continent.

So... Fengyin's pride has always supported him; no matter what, I have gone through a time-travel and came to this world, and there is no reason to listen to the command of a small broken knife after arriving!

A full three hours!

Three full hours!

After three hours, the feeling of arrogance finally slowly faded away.

Feng Yin felt that his fingers returned to normal touch.

Apparently, the knife gave up, but it hasn't left yet.

Then, an emotion full of frustration grew from Feng Yin's heart bit by bit.

Fengyin seemed to be able to see that a dejected little broken knife moved in front of him like a defeated rooster; a face of helplessness, frustration, suffocation, and a little admiration.

You are so arrogant!

I'm done!

Impressed?

Feng Yin snorted, looked at his fingers and said, "Come out!"

The fingers are indifferent, and the small broken knife does not come out.

I've already taken it, what more do you want?

Killing is just a no-brainer, don't you want to enslave me?

I am also dignified.

Fengyin can feel the resistance of the knife, resisting it wholeheartedly. Couldn't help but sneer.

resist?

Fengyin slowly stretched out his left hand and moved forward, posing to grab a soul bead.

The knife was instantly transferred from the finger of the right hand to the finger of the left hand, and the feeling surged again.

Fengyin stopped his left hand in the air again and didn't move. It was only a foot away from the Spirit Soul Orb, but it was still out of reach.

Game again.

This time the stalemate was shorter, it only took half an hour, and it was over, one third of the previous time.

But the knife still didn't come out, as if he was angry.

don't go out!

Fengyin keenly felt the emotion of a certain knife, snorted lightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I am a modern traveler who is omniscient and omnipotent in astronomy, geography, three teachings, nine-liu, piano, chess, calligraphy, poetry, poetry, isinglass farming, scholars, agriculture, industry, commerce, and industry. I can't control you? !

joke!

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he quickly grabbed a fifth-order soul bead in his right hand with the speed of stealing a bell.

A warm current instantly transferred back from the left hand to the tip of the right finger, and immediately, the soul orb in the palm began to shrink rapidly, disappeared, and was completely absorbed.

Then, Fengyin clearly felt an excited emotion, and a feeling of 'I want it, I want it, and I want it', clearly rising and urging.

Then that tingling feeling resurfaced, only this time, stronger.

Fengyin boiled for half an hour again, and the feeling of anger, helplessness, anxiety, depression and conviction came as scheduled.

Fengyin looked at his right hand and said solemnly, "Come out."

This time, what he felt was a hesitant mood, as if he wanted to come out, but he was not reconciled.

Obviously, whether it is Fengyin or Xiaodao, they all understand that this is a question of initiative and even dominance. Whoever bows his head first will lose.

Not only Fengyin didn't want to lose, but Xiaopao Dao didn't want to lose either.

The pride of being a fetish does not allow it to bow its head.

As a knife, it has an infinite hope that it can traverse the world, slash the world wildly, and fight to the point of madness. However, the self-esteem of being a fetish makes it unwilling to obey the command of an ordinary person.

The initiative, the dominance, everyone wants to grasp in their own hands, and naturally a new round of perseverance competition begins again.

Feng Yin lowered his head, looked at his fingers, as if looking at the knife, and said softly, "I don't know your origin, and I have no intention of knowing what you are like, but after all, it was you who started my new life. For that, I am grateful.”

The feeling of fingers is gone, and it seems to be listening to Feng Yin.

Feng Yin's heart is a little more settled~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You can understand it.

If you can understand, it means you are expected to communicate, and if you can communicate, it is better than anything else!

"Although I don't know what kind of existence you are, let me guess that your essence is still a weapon." Feng Yin said solemnly.

Fengyin suddenly felt a downright mockery.

weapon? What do you need to say?

I am a knife, not a weapon what is it?

Could it be that you use a knife to write? Or use a knife to make clothes? Or do you want to run with a knife?

Fengyin was indifferent and said: "But I have a deeper guess. Your role has long been not limited to a weapon; it is an inheritance."

That kind of ridicule is gone, it seems to be silent.

Silence often means... Default!