Going backwards again and again.

Silence flows against the current again and again.

The dead bodies of those bloodthirsty madmen are still eating and exploding, and the wounds on their swords are increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. These dead men are not ordinary dead men, but filthy flesh and blood mixed with thousands of years of resentment and curses.

They are like resentful souls and fierce souls that are born from resentment in the world.

Resentment and hatred in the world will never die.

They are immortal.

There are thousands of resentful people in the world, and they can give birth to thousands of resentful individuals.

The bride with the red hijab has been cultivating in the underground palace for thousands of years. Maybe the destruction of this dojo was also related to her. Even the four-time Five-Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman on Jin An couldn't stop her when she was in the underground palace. Now she escapes from the underground palace.

When you come out, without the shackles and cage, it will only become more powerful.

Back in the underground palace, she could only be trapped in the stone wall and could not come out directly to hurt people, but now the impact of the sinister wind explosion alone can kill people alive.

There are more wounds on the body when sharpening the sword.

Covered with bruises.

Muscle fibers were torn apart by the impact of the explosion, and every inch of skin cracked like fish scales cutting flesh. The sound of the bones being overwhelmed became louder. It would be an exaggeration to say that this was the death penalty of Lingchi's flesh-cutting. No one could understand what he endured.

pain.

But the most serious injury was caused by internal shock.

In the invisible internal organs, the internal organs were hit hard again and again by the explosion, and the spleen was ruptured and bleeding, spilling from the corners of the mouth.

I don’t know how many times my body has been torn apart.

The pain reached the end and all that was left was numbness.

Just like when tears dry up, it is no longer despair but forgetting the taste of tears.

"Sharpen the sword!"

"Sharpen the sword!"

Crying and shouting again and again gradually brought Xiajian back from numbness. At this moment, the old Taoist priest was crying very sadly. He asked Xiajian to get away, his voice became hoarse from crying, and his face was full of anxiety and tears, and those tears were very fast.

Frozen on the face.

Click——

Chi Jian looked down at the ancient sword in his hand with a dull expression. The ancient sword Jin An gave him had a crack after resisting so many outbreaks of evil wind.

For the first time, there was anger on his face!

"This ancient sword is a weapon that the master helped the disciple find in the Cave Heaven Paradise. Disciple, try it quickly to see if you can get it."

He sharpened his sword and put away the ancient sword, letting the wind and flesh from the explosion hit him. He regarded the gift Jin An gave him as more important than his own life, and did not want the sword in his hand to be broken into two pieces again.

Boom!

Without the ancient sword to withstand the evil wind explosion and flesh explosion, the evil wind and filthy flesh and blood brought by the explosion of the dead people in front of him impacted on Chi Jian's body and angry face, corroding into his body through the wounds on the body surface.

Trying to invade his body.

Return a favor by borrowing money.

At this moment, he was suffering from an unprecedented tearing headache, which was more painful than the first time he was forced to eat meat when he was a child.

ah!

It hurts to hold my head while sharpening a sword.

"Want to live?"

That day seemed to be like today. The weather was gloomy and it was raining overhead. A man walked into the refugee camp and found a child who was so thin that he could not get food. He was cold and hungry and huddled in the rain, about to freeze to death.

.

That year.

The child is less than the waist height of an adult.

That day was the first time in his life that he ate meat. Although the meat was very bitter, it was the first time for him to eat meat, so he naturally felt that this was how meat should taste.

Not long after eating the meat, he started to have a headache, fever, and felt uncomfortable with his body going from cold to hot. That night when he was in a coma, he dreamed of his mother. He cried to her over and over again that he felt so uncomfortable, and he almost couldn't stand it any longer. Listen.

Listening to his cry, the mother in the dream gently held him in her arms with gentle eyes. Although he had been separated from his parents since he remembered it, he had been with several old beggars, and he had never seen his parents grow up.

He didn't know what he looked like or whether his parents were still alive, but he firmly believed that the person was his mother.

Because no one has ever looked at him with such gentle eyes.

Thinking of this, my head hurt even more.

He remembered! There is also master, senior brother, and third junior brother!

"Let's go, don't follow us. I already have two mouths to feed, and I can't afford to feed one more person." Jin An rejected the tomb robber.

"?"

"Mea."

…

"Why do you keep following us?"

…

"Why am I the third junior brother, Taoist? I am worse than a sheep, Taoist!"

…

"Disciple, do you have a name?"

"Everyone has to have a name, so I'll call you Sharp Sword from now on. The day I picked you up, you kept holding a broken sword in your hand. From now on, you will act as a swordsman in the world and don't let anyone know you."

We used to do tomb robbing, and tomb robbing was a capital crime."

"Xie Jian, why did you call me master?"

…

"Sharpen the sword and see what master has brought you, cold cake."

"Now that the cold cake is a little cold, let's put it back into the well water to chill for a while, and then take it out to Uncle Lin's coffin shop to eat together after dinner."

…

"Master, after we come out of the tomb this time, can I have an extra bowl of haggis noodles?"

"Master, are you crying?"

"No way, you must have seen it wrong, my disciple. Master, that doesn't mean you are crying, that means there is sand in your eyes."

"Good disciple, when we get ashore this time, the first thing we will do is to eat a bowl of hot haggis noodles to get rid of the humidity and bad luck in this tomb. However, we can keep it secret from your senior brother, but you can

Don’t tell your senior brother that we often carry it outside to eat lamb chops, rice, and haggis noodles.”

…

"Sharp sword, let's see what Lao Dao and I bring you back. Come, you can also try Fu Yin's delicacies. We have packed you poria cakes, rouge goose breast, lotus root powder and osmanthus sugar cake, shortbread, glutinous rice and lotus root...

…”

…

"Sharp the sword. This time you kill the guardian of the Tianshi Mansion and achieve a great feat. When we go out, Master will treat you to a roasted whole lamb."

"Yes, Master."

…

"Good disciple, this is the birthday peach that master left for you and your third junior brother. You and your third junior brother should share half of it each. Master has already eaten it, so you don't have to give it to Kong Rong anymore."

"This ancient sword is a weapon that the master helped the disciple find in the Cave Heaven Paradise. Disciple, try it quickly to see if you can get it."

…

The pain and anger on Chi Jian's face gradually subsided.

He turned around and looked at the old Taoist priest behind him who was shouting anxiously at him, but his whole body was in severe pain, his ears were ringing, and he could no longer hear the outside sounds.

His calm eyes looked at Jin An, who had been sitting motionless with his eyes closed. At this moment, his expression was no longer dull, but had some other emotions.

The old Taoist priest seemed to have a premonition of something. He was so weak from the cold wind that he began to shout anxiously at Xiejian, as if calling Xiejian back.

Even Jin An, who had been keeping his eyes closed and his legs crossed, seemed to feel the outside world. His eyelids flickered, his face was angry and distorted, and he tried to open his eyes and wake up.

He cut his sword and said something to the old Taoist priest.

But his whole body was so painful that his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't say anything. Finally, he turned silently and faced the ground of broken flesh and bones after the explosion in front of him. Among the broken flesh and bones, there were figures with bloody flesh standing up one after another. Three

Thousand! Six thousand! Nine thousand!

Those filthy flesh and blood cursed with resentment are still rapidly dividing!

Sharpen your sword and take the first step!

Click!

The body was already overwhelmed by the impact of the explosion. In an instant, a leg bone was broken, and a small bloody bone spur was exposed in the torn wound.

He continues to take the second step!

Poof!

A strip of flesh and blood was torn open in the abdomen, the skin was torn and the flesh was torn, and a large area of ​​his clothes was stained red with blood.

At this time, in the stormy world, only the single shadow of heaven and earth was left, walking silently but firmly towards the sea of ​​flesh and blood in front of it.

With every step he took, new wounds opened in his body.

The majestic yin energy and filthy flesh and blood that invaded his body were rampaging through his body, destroying his body functions wantonly. A thin body was filled with the most vicious resentment and curses from the world, and a person endured the greatest loneliness in the world.
To be continued...