In the night wind, Song Ciwan turned into a shadow and flew away with the wind.
But her heart was actually very uneasy. Not only was she uneasy, she even felt deeply shaken.
Zhang Ping kept shouting, so why didn't she?
Zhang Ping will look back on her family before she dies, and she will also look back on her parents at this moment.
Song Youde came back from duty and handed Liu Erniang a hairpin in his hand, saying, "Wan Niang, Yue Niang has grown up. Now you will get half of the flowers and she will get half."
There is also a sentence he asked someone to pass back that day before the night patrol: "I will be on duty today, and I will be home late, so don't think about it."
As expected, he came home late. Not only did he come home late, he also went out alone, alive, only to come back with a messy corpse!
If he really died just to catch monsters, then he died in the line of duty, and there would be nothing to say about it.
But the fact is that he was carried by Zhang Ping and thrown towards the monster. The monster's claw became Zhang Ping's knife, and Zhang Ping used it to sacrifice the knife!
Song Youde became Zhang Ping's sacrifice for making swords.
Who can bear this?
Unknowingly, tears wet the human skin mask. Song Ciwan wiped away the tears and silently realized the illusory inner demon seed tumbling in the sea of consciousness.
On the first level of the Void Demon Sword, the inner demon is moving to condense this illusory demon seed!
Song Ciwan exhaled silently. Who in this world can live without evil thoughts?
The real power of the demonic thoughts was beyond her expectation. A warrior at the peak of the Zang refining stage, only one step away from innateness, was planted with inner demons just because of Song Ciwan's distant finger in the snow. , broke out in a moment.
——No, I didn’t kill the person, it was him who had too many distracting thoughts and went crazy.
Zhang Ping died due to his own unstable thoughts and the outbreak of inner demons. What does it have to do with my most just and righteous nameless god?
Song Ciwan would only secretly let go of her burden and thank God for helping her kill the enemy who killed her father.
After all, the real Song Ciwan was so weak and pitiful, so what did she know?
The weak and pitiful Song Ciwan flew home. On the way, he saw large black beetles crawling out of the dark alley in groups in a shadowed corner.
Song Ciwan was shocked.
The fine snow on the ground is glowing with white light, and in the corner are dark beetles that look like cockroaches——
What is a cockroach?
In short, this is an enlarged version of the cockroach.
Giant cockroaches spread their tentacles. On the night of the winter solstice, in the corners of the city, they formed a line like soldiers in the dark night.
Is this scene scary or not?
At this moment, Song Ciwan had goosebumps all over her body, and she raised her palms without thinking.
But the next moment, Song Ciwan put down his hand again. He couldn't use the thunder in his palm because the movement was too loud.
She changed her gestures, interlocking her thumb and middle finger, and a slender flame popped out from her fingertips.
This wisp of flame seemed to be a thin spiritual thread, swimming in the night wind, passing through the front of the mouthparts of the giant cockroach at the head.
The giant cockroach that was stroking its tentacles suddenly stiffened at this moment, then turned over suddenly and rolled in the snow.
Behind them, more giant cockroaches started to stir. As if they sensed something, they suddenly turned around and fled deeper into the dark alley.
All this is a long story, but in fact, the turmoil happened in an instant. In the flash of lightning, Song Ciwan screamed in her heart, "I can't let these things escape!"
Although I don’t know where these giant cockroaches come from, since they have encountered them and taken action, they cannot leave any room.
Song Ciwan immediately fired with both hands, and wisps of slender lines of fire shot forward like a rain of arrows. Wherever the lines of fire passed, giant cockroaches were pinned to the spot.
One, two, three, four, ninety-one, twenty-thirty...
Song Ciwan didn't even have time to count how many rays of fire he had ejected, he only saw giant cockroaches falling to the ground.
There was an indescribable wave rippling in the air. Song Ciwan was frightened and accelerated his magic power.
Finally, the giant cockroach that fell over first burst into flames.
Flames burst out from the inside out.
Like a chain reaction, these giant cockroaches caught fire one by one.
Balls of flames burned on the snow in the deep alley. The fine snow melted, and the water and fire met, occasionally making a scalp-numbing sizzling sound.
Song Ciwan quietly retreated and observed from a distance, until a watchman's voice came from the other side: "What's the noise?"
Bang bang bang!
The watchman rang his clapper: "It snows two inches at night, be careful of the roof tiles, it's the middle of the night -"
In the deep alley, the flames burned all the struggling giant cockroaches to ashes. Song Ciwan breathed a sigh of relief from a distance. The night wind blew and she quietly escaped.
Although he escaped in time, Song Ciwan was still a little scared from the bottom of his heart: I am still too weak. It takes so long to kill a cockroach, but I can't kill it instantly. no! I have to practice hard and hide deeper, it’s too dangerous outside.
Song Ciwan fled quickly, leaving everything in the night wind behind her. She felt a strong uneasiness in her heart. This uneasiness prompted her to flee around the city, find an empty hut and take off all her clothes. Cleaned, including shoes and socks.
While she changed into another set of clothes, she set fire to the ashes of the clothes, shoes and socks she had taken off.
After completing all this, she used her escape method again and left.
What Song Ciwan didn't know was that there were giant cockroaches everywhere in the city that night.
What she encountered was only a small group of them. She killed all these giant cockroaches, which indirectly saved the life of the watchman who was walking that route.
After returning home, Song Ciwan took a bath several times from the inside out. The set of clothes she changed into later was also changed by her, and the fate of the previous set was repeated, and it was burned to ashes.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't realize that he didn't practice the Blazing Flame skill deeply enough, Song Ciwan would have wanted to burn himself all over again.
It's a pity that if you don't practice enough, you can't burn yourself. At most, you can only wash away a layer of red skin.
After everything was cleaned up, Song Ciwan walked to the memorial tablets of Song Youde and his wife and placed three more sticks of incense for them.
The blue-grey cigarette curled up, and Song Ciwan gently exhaled. There was a sense of relief that a heavy burden had been let go, and there was also an exciting aftertaste after a thrilling experience.
She stood like this for a moment, then bowed three times.
Returning to his small bedroom, Song Ciwan began to call out the scales of heaven and earth to sort out tonight's harvest.
She got two kinds of feedback from the dead Zhang Ping.
One is Seven Emotions and Six Desires, sold.
[You have sold human desires, greed, anger, and ignorance for five pounds and six taels, and obtained the sword technique to destroy delusion. 】
It’s actually a sword technique!
The turbulent sword tactics flowed out, and Song Ciwan frowned slightly while reciting them.
In fact, the upper limit of this Illusion-Breaking Sword is very high. Contrary to the fact that the Void Illusion Demon Sword can arouse the inner demons, when practiced to the extreme, the Illusion-Breaking Sword can kill thousands of thoughts!
And once a person loses all his thoughts, even if the body is still alive, it may be equivalent to death from a soul perspective.
This is a very powerful sword technique, and Song Ciwan naturally cannot dislike it. She just never thought that she could actually practice swordsmanship.
It’s not bad to think about it. For example, when everyone thinks you are a mage, you are actually an assassin. When everyone thinks you are an assassin, you suddenly pull out a melee knife!
A slight smile appeared on Song Ciwan's face. There are never too many life-saving trump cards. Even if the close combat ability is not used normally, it can be used for self-defense.
She firmly memorized many formulas for breaking the false knife skills, and then used the heaven and earth scale to sell the second item of merchandise from Zhang Ping.
[You sold the inner demon of Zhang Ping, a warrior in the Zang refining stage, and obtained the strange artifact Netherworld Mirror. 】
Hey, what is it?
[Netherworld Mirror: Primary Netherworld Mirror, which can see low-level ghosts, Yin Qi, and weird entities below the village level. 】
Song Ciwan held two palm-sized mirrors in his hands. His tentacles felt bitingly cold. There was a pattern on the back of the mirror that was twisted like a ghost body. The surface of the mirror was as smooth as water, but it was like a piece of white paper, reflecting nothing. Not coming out.
She breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and her pounding heart slowly calmed down.
This is a mirror that leads to the underworld. It is best if nothing can be illuminated.
