The corners of Shen Junyu's mouth twitched.
Well, if they don't leave, this person is probably going to take action.
Don't think he didn't see it.
This person was cleaning his hands and moving his joints at the same time.
Tsk, looking at the way the calf protector looked, I really lost my sight.
Shen Junyu shook his head, not talking nonsense, and led a group of people from the Hou Mansion to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion.
However, before he left, the little girl who was sipping thick soup did not forget to tell him: "My flesh" Prince Xiang's Mansion.
Sitting in front of the desk, the young man in black stretched out his hand to wipe the straight knife.
His eyes were deep and his expression was strange.
He didn't seem to care at all.
His conspiracy was exposed by a certain baby on the spot.
Instead, he was stroking the knife with great interest.
The barrier blade in Suqian's hand was exactly the same as the straight knife.
He looked so affectionate, but he was disgusted by the stick that sneaked out to cause trouble.
Nonsense, can it not be disgusting?
Watching the thing that looked exactly like me being touched here and there by a pair of hands, there was always an illusion that the hands were wandering around on it.
Emma, I'm so disgusted with goosebumps.
It's true that my aunt can bear it, but my uncle can't.
The blade of the stick shook and turned into a laser cannon.
It aimed at the young man in black who was sitting there and caressing the copycat fixed knife with a look of affection on his face.
The young man in black was unprepared.
To be precise, he didn't expect the stick to have such a skill.
With a pop, blood flowers exploded on his body.
In just one breath, he was turned into minced meat by the stick.
The stick snorted coldly, and with a flick of the blade, the azure blade turned into a shadow.
He walked up to the puddle of minced meat, spat twice, and said coldly: "You are the only one who dares to show off to me.
She is the only master in the world, and even the so-called former master is not the only one with a retard like you.
How dare you show up in front of me with a fake like you?"
Just show off your brains."
As the stick spoke, an icy blue stream of light forced out from under the phantom's fingertips, directly blowing up the fake.
The fake also has a certain intelligence.
It seems to be aware of the danger and subconsciously wants to escape.
But if it wants to escape, the stick must be willing to do it.
In almost no time, the fake is caught by the stick.
It was blown to pieces, not even a single fragment was left.
After the stick ensured that the fake would not come out to hinder it again, he stepped on the ball of minced meat and hummed: "I know that you won't die for a while, and I have no intention of actually killing you.
If the master wants to play with you, I won't disobey you, but if you don't have the eyesight, you dare to do anything with me.
It’s exactly the same thing as me.”
When the stick said this, the icy blue humanoid shadow suddenly burst out with overwhelming evil energy.
The evil energy directly destroyed the entire Prince Xiang's Mansion and turned all the dead things in Prince Xiang's Mansion into ruins. , after covering the ground, the stick said word by word: "Destroying your body and mind is just a matter of a few fingers.
The most the master can do is scold me for missing such a pleasure like you.
I have no loss for you, but it is different for you.
I understand."
After saying this, it stepped on the puddle of minced meat a few more times, and then left in a swaggering manner.
Not long after the stick left, the boy in black clothes who had been bombarded by it slowly gathered from the ground bit by bit, forming a very obscure flesh-colored humanoid shape.
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But this humanoid shape is like a plate of sand.
As soon as it condenses, it falls apart again.
It wasn't until he condensed it hundreds of times that he gradually took shape and slowly, bit by bit, regained the appearance that a human being should have.
It's just that at this time, his face was extremely pale, with green veins climbing up, twisting and turning like a living earthworm, and his eyes were also extremely dark, especially his lips, which were not normal.
The red color turned into the same black color, sticky and obscure, extremely weird.
Wow.
The boy in black spit out a mouthful of ink-colored dirty blood.
It occurred to him that the stick had not only simply bombarded the body he possessed, but had also done something else.
Otherwise, he would not have been injured like this.
This was obviously an injury.
On the inside, not on the outside.
"Barrier Blade" The young man in black gritted his teeth and squeezed out these two words from his mouth, mixed with blood foam, and extremely sinister.
He has long heard that barrier blades are different from other weapons.
Other weapons can only generate spiritual wisdom after being tempered by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for many years.
But Barrier Blade is not.
It is said that it became intelligent the moment it existed, but only one person in the world knows its origin, and that person used extraordinary methods to feed the barrier blade, making it unrivaled. exist.
In the end, the one who actually destroyed his soul passed the barrier blade to Su Qian, which eventually led to the crash.
But now the hearing-impaired blade said it himself.
It only exists for Su Qian, and even that person may not be recognized by it as its former owner.
So, what exactly is Barrier Blade, and who is Suqian?
What did that person hide?
Why did everyone think that the Barrier Blade was his weapon and that he passed it on to Su Qian?
Were they all fooled by that one?
What about him?
What is the purpose of his existence?
Do you still want to be used as a stepping stone to achieve that dead woman?
don't want Regardless of whether it is or not this time, he will never be her stepping stone again.
He must pull her down from the altar into the netherworld.
The young man in black was wrapped in a thick black ink cocoon, layer upon layer, wisps of silk.
It took about half a cup of tea.
The ink cocoon that wrapped the young man in black slowly, little by little It penetrated into the body of the boy in black, and when he appeared again, he had returned to a normal human state, but his eyes were still sinister and scary.
After secretly doing a bad thing with a stick, he returned to a certain baby in a good mood and looked pitifully at the thick soup in her bowl.
"Master, it smells so good, I want to drink it too."
Su Qian, who was drinking the thick soup with gusto, glanced at Stick who started acting cute for a sip of soup, raised his eyebrows, and said leisurely: "Revenge is over" The stick froze, and he closed his mouth with a guilty conscience.
He bounced on the ground pretending to be dead, saying stupidly that what are you talking about, why can't I understand the stick?
Su Qian looked at its generous look, raised the corners of her lips, half-squinted her eyes, and admired it with enjoyment.
"Oh, a cook is a cook.
There is no one else with this skill.
If you eat a bite of his food, you won't know what night it is today."
"Just take revenge for a small amount of time."
Although he was not threatened, he still felt the danger of the stick.
He flattened his mouth and made a gesture of hatred as small as a fingernail, which was a very definite explanation. aa2705221: