Childe laughed and rose to the sky!

is worthy of Ji Zhi, and sure enough, he used his ribs to resist the blade, which was to break the sword of inquiry!

The people of martial cultivation, cutting hair, easy tendons, forging bones, washing the marrow, the marrow is full of bones, and heavy, thick, and tight, and the top people in the meantime, such as Long Zhen, the chest and ribs are densely connected, and they are almost like an iron plate——

If it was the Dragon Sect Master, that sword would not be able to pierce it at all.

Daoist Fang is not as good as the Dragon Great Sect Master, but it is almost the same, the sternum and collarbone ribs are strong to grow in one place, just like wearing a pair of golden chain mail in the body-

Especially in the heart position, there is very little space left, and you can wait for a sword to pierce the heart, but how easy is it?

The sword of obscurity is also broken.

But this time, the sword of benevolence also stopped, Fang Yin raised his head and sneered: "I have never heard of it, but so, I have discussed the four styles of conscience, and then I will talk about the sword of bliss!"

Childe fell and said with a smile: "Ji Zhi, you are bleeding." ”

It was bleeding and a little bit of skin, and Daoist Fang glanced sideways: "Come less! You don't want to do it again...... Hey!"

But it was the son, who reached into his arms, took out a white silk, and slowly stepped forward: "Ji Zhi, does it hurt?"

Gentle and considerate, wipe carefully: "Does it hurt?"

“......”

Immediately, he reached into his arms again, took out a porcelain bottle, and uncorked: "Po!"

Pour the ointment into the palm of your hand, put it on your chest, and apply it evenly: "Ji Zhi, is it itchy?"

Tenderness and sweetness, endless love: "Itchy?"

Everyone: "......"

Fang Yin just didn't move, let him do it, Nole couldn't help but say: "He doesn't hurt, he doesn't itch, he just doesn't understand." Why do you want to touch his chest. ”

"Because I like it. ”

"Good. Fang Yin said: "Very good!"

"Good?" the incompetent immortal turned his head sharply. But I saw Princess Noller's face like a peach blossom. Shortness of breath: "You actually said, it's good......"

"Are you comfortable?"

"Cool?"

The two suddenly laughed together: "Hahahahahaha!"

Everyone was dazed, stunned, and terrified!

But when he saw Daoist Fang, he also began to touch himself with one hand: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't itch, it's comfortable! Ahh

It's also average, and it's completely lewd!

That's said Noller.

At that time, Fang Yin felt that it was what Noller felt, and when the two sinful black hands touched it, Noller almost vomited blood for a while: "Collapse!"

At this point, the line was finally cut off.

The sword of bliss, the ultimate sword, when this sword Fang Yin must have no distractions, the Lingtai is clear-

But Noller was always on the sidelines. Divine consciousness possesses his body, and his eyes see his meaning. Yes, Gongzi helped Fang Yin, so as to drive it away!

Don't get me wrong.

Bliss is a dream, everyone's dream, Childe enjoys Bliss, is to get Bliss: "Jizhi!"

Fang Yin can't get it, so you have to see: "Come!"

The Sword of Bliss, to put it simply, is a hearty, dripping, and enjoyable!

That sword was a head-to-head slash!

Fang Yin saw two buildings, one cloudy, one dusk rain, one left and one right falling from the sky!

It's love, it's desire.

One sword slashed, two two get four-

Wine, sex, wealth, and gas.

It is another sword, in all directions, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, swords, guns and halberds.

A sword, a sword, another sword, cut the silk and bamboo, the living color is faint, the flowing water is murmuring, the hair and jade body are fragrant and the skin is fragrant; a sword, a sword, another sword, cut the cup and change the lamp, suddenly see the shape of the skeleton wandering, cut the jade and the stone are burned, the demons and monsters appear; a sword, a sword, another sword, a hundred swords and a thousand swords, slash the flesh and blood, turn into a miasma, a sword, a sword, another sword, a thousand swords and thousands of swords in an instant, cut to pieces, no longer the blue sky!

Fang Yin stopped.

This sword is like a chaos of red dust, and it is innumerable and inexhaustible.

And the sword did not arrive.

The son has not yet taken out the sword, and at this time he is still gathering momentum, like water overflowing, just waiting for it to be natural-

At this time, it is just to add fuel to the fire, to add fuel to the fire, to add fuel to the fire, if an arrow is on the string, if a woman loves a man, the son is still patient, and the son is still waiting-

There is only one way, and that is to interrupt by force.

But Fang Yin couldn't find his son, only a sword and a sword, like a real, like a dream, it was a realm of realm, strange and strange, life and death.

From the beginning of the sword of bliss, even forgetting love, until the conscience, it is the three swords that are truly otherworldly.

Fang Yin was trapped, in the sword realm.

There will be a moment when the torrent of desire will break through the embankment set by morality, and at the end of the day, the raging wildfire will engulf the so-called heavenly principles of the world, and the death in vain, the noble life, the full experience, the ignorance, the bliss, this sword is sublimation, this sword is detachment, this sword has only been cut off in a short period of time, this sword has been supreme and falling, it is still a supreme thing, and it can be said that -

Sword falls!

Three feet up, there are gods!

and the top three inches, Fang Yin took out the sword——

Fear of the gods, respect for prudence, to bliss should be cautious, this sword name is called: Prudence.

- On the fifth page, a fish is drawn, a blank piece of paper is only a fish, a few strokes, ugly as a naughty child's graffiti.

Fish is one of the tens of thousands, and if it resembles a fish, it is a fish.

But what you see, freeze frame.

One in ten thousand, only one of them, why?

Don't be greedy, be cautious.

The sword fell overhead.

As soon as he saw a foot, Fang Yin stabbed at that foot, the tip of his foot.

The sword falls, and the son falls.

Fang Yin fell, sank.

This sword Fang Yin was extremely relaxed, but he took advantage of the situation and fell completely freely: "Plop!"

Gongzi had a heart, Fang Yin had no intention, and this sword slashed into the air: "Oops." ”

Everyone: "!?"

The wind and waves must be calm, sitting alone in the lake, taking off shoes and socks.

Look at the feet, toes.

looked at it for a while, and there was no sound next to him, and a head popped up: "Murong, you are bleeding." ”

This is Daoist Fang, who is only greedy for small profits, specializing in the details: "Is it painful? Is it painful? hahahaha! Itchy? Itchy? hahahaha!"

This is a villain, Childe ignored it, and only smiled: "If you don't walk on weak water, how to deal with it?"

Daoist Fang climbed onto the surface of the water and said with a smile: "I am smearing oil on the soles of my feet, and I am lucky to slip away!"

Just like that, the Sword of Bliss is difficult to do, but it has a fatal flaw, that is, it takes time to brew: "Not bad." ”

Childe got up and only wore one: "There is also a sword." ”

Fang Yin also got up and replied solemnly: "The sword of forgetfulness." ”

The most affectionate person can forget his feelings, such as friendship, such as love, such as family affection, and the intention of forgetting love is to leave no regrets-

The sword of forgetfulness, the sword of perfection.

But to be forgetful, if you are satisfied, it is easier said than done, how easy is it to say?

No one can truly get carried away.

No life can be truly fulfilled.

The same goes for Childe.

However, a circle is drawn, which is clearly complete, and the son's sword is drawn in front of him.

The circle is round, like the rising sun in the water, soaring into the sky, suddenly conjuring up a red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple seven-color halo, the center is as bright as a mirror.

It is not like the sun, it is like the light of the Buddha.

The circle is not round, there is a flaw in it, and that flaw is the only thing left in the child's perfect life, a trace of regret.

It's just that there is no one, you can see it.

The same is true for Fang Yin.

The circle is drawn and does not dissipate.

A circle on the water, a circle under the water, complement each other and are beautiful.

The crowd was suffocated, and they were smothered by miracles.

But that circle, a line near the water, the upper is the virtual in the real, and the lower is the virtual in the real, isn't it clear that it is-

There is a circle in the middle of the seventh page, and a horizontal line under it, like a white roll, gives a zero egg.

A pair of zero eggs!

Two sons, a pair of zero eggs, presumably people are hiding inside, but which one?

Fang Yin took out his sword, and the sword slashed the spring water.

The eggs in the water are not broken, and the eggs in the water are broken.

There must be no waves in the water, and the underwater eggs are restored.

It turned out that the two noble sons were in one egg.

Fang Yin entered the water, and the sword picked the blue waves.

The unreal is a reflection, and there is only one egg on the water.

The egg on the water is broken, and there is another egg under the water.

And then the water came out, and the egg was in the sky.

Look up and down, up and down.

That's what it's easy to do, take the eggs in the sky!

Rise to the sky, take only one egg!

Slash!

Break, break, break!

There is no result in chopping, the egg is not broken, and the son is not in the egg, saying that it is zero eggs is zero eggs!

Everything is zero, and all the eggs are illusory.

Fang Yin closed his eyes.

Stop in mid-air and visualize Long Zhen.

It turned out that there was no egg, it turned out that there was only one stone, and the son drew a circle with the sword intent of forgetfulness, and attached a stone, it was the stone.

That Shi Fangyin couldn't move it, and he couldn't move it.

This round square Yin can't be broken, and it can't be finished.

If it is that stone, Fang Yin can bypass it, if it is round, Fang Yin can ignore it.

But the stone is still a stone, but the circle is still a circle, like a knot in the heart, with a stain -

Gotta break!

Suddenly, a little light loomed in my mind~

When he opened his eyes, there was only one stone in front of him, and the stone was round, as small as a little.

But also, there are more than 10,000 suns, and hundreds of millions of stars in them!

Childe smiled: "Ji Zhi, here." (To be continued......)