"Yes, boss!"
After the words fell.
After the few figures behind them, two more walked out.
The two black warriors took out a shining dagger from their arms.
Wang Sirui didn't move, his face was expressionless, and he slowly closed his eyes.
He is tired.
He couldn't fight anymore.
He killed a lot of people today, and it was the most enjoyable battle he had ever fought.
It was also the most tiring battle.
If it were the same as before.
He will be satisfied.
Anyway, he was a man abandoned by his family. If he died in a place like the border, no one would care.
But I don’t know when it started.
He began to value his humble, humble life that no one cared about?
when?
From the first time he valued brotherhood.
He told himself that.
He Wang Sirui.
Words without family affection.
At least I still have you brothers.
However, after those brothers who shared life and death parted.
The only thing he can value, what else?
Parents at home?
When he was very young, he often received training in the clan.
When he was almost old, he was sent to guard the border.
so.
For parents, for the feelings of the two elders.
Wang Sirui just stayed at the kindness of giving birth to him and raising him.
He doesn't have many excessive feelings.
But why is there always a feeling of emptiness.
A sort of...
It seems that I have lost a very important person.
But he couldn't remember who the other party was.
"Be patient, we brothers are just following orders."
"It's just to cripple your cultivation, and it won't hurt you even a hair."
The two black warriors stepped forward through the void, the daggers in their hands shone with a sharp cold light, and each grabbed one of Wang Sirui's arms.
"Oh, you kid is really unlucky."
"It seems like your spiritual weapon doesn't even want to recognize you as its master."
One of the two black warriors grabbed Wang Sirui's arm.
I accidentally caught a glimpse of the disappearing pattern on the back of his hand and smiled.
The disappearance of this pattern is enough to explain one thing.
This spiritual weapon is about to abandon its owner and the contract is to be terminated.
"What pattern is this?"
After hearing what the two black warriors said.
Wang Sirui also glanced down at the pattern that was gradually fading on the back of his hand, and couldn't help but murmur to himself.
This pattern is so familiar.
But he couldn't remember what it was...
"Haha, this kid even has amnesia!"
Seeing the confused Wang Sirui, the black warrior laughed again.
"Stop talking nonsense and destroy this guy's cultivation quickly. Then we will have to find our ancestor to revive him!"
The black warrior on the side rolled his eyes at his companion.
He was about to stab Wang Sirui's meridians with a dagger.
at this time.
Sudden!
A ray of cyan light flashed away.
When he looked down, the Wang Sirui he was holding in his hand had disappeared...
Just when I was looking for it...
Puff.
A burst of blood splashed out...
He saw that his companion beside him was cut off at the waist.
Before he died, he didn't even have time to let out a scream.
The only thing left was his frightened expression.
what's the situation?
The black warrior was also confused.
What just happened?
All I saw was a flash of green light.
Then...
It's just that my companion is burping...
etc!
Sudden.
The black warrior's eyes widened quickly.
In disbelief, he stretched out a hand and touched his throat.
He actually couldn't make a sound.
A trace of bright red blood appeared in his palm.
Ahhhhh——
His expression quickly turned into one of horror.
An unspeakable difficulty in breathing made him clutch his neck tightly.
but.
The next second.
Pfft.
He was also cut off directly from the waist...
"Chase!"
"Don't let Wang Sirui get away!"
The leading black warrior's face was ashen.
Someone actually killed two of his men in front of him and took something away.
If it weren't for the blue light, it came so quickly that he didn't react.
Otherwise...
But he was able to kill his two brothers so horribly.
What is the origin of that green light?
So strong!
When did their Xuanwu Empire have such powerful people?
wrong!
not human!
The leading black warrior frowned slightly.
The aura that was emitted just now didn't look like a human being, but more like a spiritual weapon.
Who is the holder of that spiritual weapon?
....
"Ms. sir, don't forget the slave family."
"I will always love you..."
In the darkness, Wang Sirui heard these two sentences echoing in his mind.
Then, he slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at his body, he was lying smoothly on top of a blue heavy sword.
Several cracks have appeared on the surface of this cyan heavy sword.
Moreover, following this heavy sword, it flew a certain distance.
The cracks on it are getting bigger and bigger.
It was almost reaching a point where it was unsustainable.
But right now.
In the sky, an icy sound echoed.
"You Wang Sirui, how dare you kill me, Yama of the Tenth Palace."
"It seems we can't bring you back to our ancestors alive!"
The leading black warrior shouted angrily.
The harsh sound turns into a sharp weapon and can directly penetrate people's eardrums.
But this attack was not directed at Wang Sirui.
Rather, it was the spiritual weapon under his body.
That spiritual weapon looks extremely extraordinary.
We can only deal with the spiritual weapon first, and then we can deal with Wang Sirui.
Boom boom boom!
Countless sound waves hit the surface of the spiritual weapon.
Click.
finally.
There was a spot on the surface of the sword that cracked.
"That spiritual weapon is going to be useless!"
"Brothers, come on!"
"fix it!"
The leading black warrior shouted angrily.
Then, crazy attacks continued to hit him.
"Who are you anyway?"
At this time, Wang Sirui, who was sitting on the heavy sword, had ignored the attacks of those black warriors.
On the contrary, he was more concerned about who the heavy sword was.
Talking to a heavy sword seems a bit ridiculous.
But Wang Sirui didn't know why, but he always felt that he knew this heavy sword.
It seemed as if the other party could understand what he said.
and...
For him.
This heavy sword seems to be the blank memory he lost...
Partner?
Relatives?
No....
None of these...
it.
More like your own lover.
Know what is in his heart, know what is in his heart.
But.
He just couldn't remember what kind of connection he had with this heavy sword.
Even if I think about it all my head, I can't remember it.
at this time.
A surging energy suddenly attacked Wang Sirui.
"Is it over?"
Wang Sirui smiled and slowly closed his eyes.
But, the next second.
A gentle voice sounded in my ears.
"Ms. sir, as long as the slave family is here, it won't end..."
