The little sword spirit was quite strong. He pinched Shi Xiaobai's cheek and pinched it hard. Shi Xiaobai was surprised and his mouth was pried open. The black and white fragments gathered in a pile suddenly rose into the air like soldiers who had received orders. , rushed straight into Shi Xiaobai's open mouth, and rushed into the depths of his throat.
Logically speaking, Shi Xiaobai shouldn't be attacked so easily, but the little sword spirit has not only pretended to be a cute little luoli to hide his true character, but also hidden his strength. His strength is greater than that of Shi Xiaobai in his normal state. To be more serious, Shi Xiaobai was now in a weak state due to the "Holy Tree Sin Poison" and was actually powerless to resist.
In addition, the little sword spirit attacked suddenly and had planned it. When Shi Xiaobai was shocked, the fragments of the broken black and white long sword were arranged in an orderly manner at lightning speed, in a straight line. The film rushed into the depths of Shi Xiaobai's throat!
Within a few seconds, not a single fragment was left on the ground!
The power of gluttony immediately began to "digest" the black and white fragments that passed through the throat and entered the stomach, converting them into "antidote". The remaining "sacred tree sin poison" on Shi Xiaobai's arms and calves immediately began to appear at a speed visible to the naked eye. Be purified.
The little sword spirit let go of his hand and slapped Shi Xiaobai's chin violently, forcing his mouth to close. The force was so strong that Shi Xiaobai's jaw almost dislocated.
"Hmph, I have to force this sword spirit to use force!"
The little sword spirit snorted coldly, clapped his hands, squinted his eyes, and looked domineering. How could there be any trace of the innocence or cuteness of a six or seven-year-old girl
Shi Xiaobai's eyes widened in disbelief, his expression changed drastically, and he suddenly opened his mouth and retched vigorously.
"vomit!"
Shi Xiaobai half-knelt on the ground, bent down, and tried his best to vomit, trying to spit out the black and white fragments in his stomach, but nothing came out. He put his fingers deep into his mouth and clasped his throat hard. , the sound was tearing, as if he wanted to vomit out his internal organs, but he could only spit out saliva.
"Vain."
The little sword spirit raised his head slightly and glanced sideways at Shi Xiaobai. When he saw him spitting saliva all over the floor, he frowned slightly and his eyes were full of disgust.
Shi Xiaobai seemed oblivious and continued to vomit, but the stomach transformed by the power of Taotie was like a heavenly prison and an underground net to trap the swallowed food, not to mention the black and white fragments, not even a drop of waste water was allowed to escape. .
despair! despair! despair!
Shi Xiaobai opened his mouth wide and clasped his throat, only saliva secreted instinctively, dripping down like a hungry beast after seeing its prey.
despair!
Suddenly, there seemed to be some different liquid sliding down the corner of his mouth, mixed with saliva.
It was gently hit on the water on the ground, causing splashes and ripples.
The little sword spirit's expression changed slightly, and he snorted coldly, saying: "A man won't shed tears easily, why are you crying?"
Shi Xiaobai leaned over and vomited, and couldn't see his expression clearly, but hot tears burst out of his eyes, falling like pearls on a string.
Shi Xiaobai shed tears, but there was no cry, only heartbreaking retching.
The little sword spirit frowned, with a very ugly look on his face, and said: "I didn't see you crying when I was in severe pain, I didn't see you cry when I was suffering from severe poison, I didn't see you cry when I was in a desperate situation, and now you are crying over two broken swords. How stupid are you? ?”
It took a long time for Shi Xiaobai to stop retching and said in a hoarse voice: "I am still too weak after all."
Shi Xiaobai lowered his head and did not refute the little sword spirit, nor did he complain or scold her. Instead, he lowered his hands, lowered his head like a withered old tree, and murmured to himself.
"If I were stronger, if I could split the Nine-turn Transcendent Tower with one sword, I could smash the remnant soul of the Transcendent King with one punch, I could purify the sinful poison of the Holy Tree with one thought..."
"If...it's just if after all."
"I am too weak! Too weak! Too weak!"
"Because I am too weak, I can't protect anything."
"Because I am too weak to create an ending where no one needs to sacrifice."
"Because I am too weak and can't even save you with two swords!"
"No, no, it was my weakness that killed them!"
Shi Xiaobai clenched his fists and blamed himself deeply. He once again felt the importance of power. Hua Li once asked him, "Young man, do you long for power?" At that time, he did not think deeply about this question, but just Thinking that if power can protect what he wants to protect, then he desires it.
However, in fact, he just deliberately avoided another more cruel but realistic answer - if there is no power, nothing can be protected!
He longed for power after all, and at this moment, this desire was extremely strong.
"Hmph, if you can realize that you are too weak, you are not hopeless."
The little sword spirit added insult to injury mercilessly, squinting at Shi Xiaobai for a few seconds, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "But you are hopelessly stupid. Who told you that those two broken swords are dead?"
"What?"
Shi Xiaobai raised his head in astonishment and saw the little sword spirit spreading his hands upwards. There were two crystal light groups the size of pearls hanging on the white and delicate palms, one on the left and one on the right, one black and one white, emitting a faint sword cry.
The little sword spirit raised his eyebrows and said: "These two broken swords are very lucky. They have initially formed sword spirit spiritual embryos. Although the sword body is destroyed, the spiritual embryo is still there. This sword spirit divided their vitality a little bit and preserved their spiritual consciousness. , just recast the sword in the future, why are you crying so hard, isn’t it embarrassing?”
The little sword spirit raised his head and snorted, then handed his hands to Shi Xiaobai, "Take it!"
Shi Xiaobai blankly took the black and white light ball from the little sword spirit's hand. The clear sword cry suddenly sounded, and he was weak and excited. The black and white light ball trembled gently in Shi Xiaobai's palm and moved slowly. .
Shi Xiaobai's reddish eyes slowly lit up.
The black and white swords are still alive!
"this… "
The change from great sadness to great joy was so fast that Shi Xiaobai was confused for a moment.
"What the hell!"
The little sword spirit put his hands on his hips, frowned and said: "They said it was a pile of scrap copper and iron for you to eat, but you refused to eat it. You insisted on forcing this sword spirit to do something rough, and drooled all over the floor with tears, snot, and snot. It was dirty. Not dirty!”
Shi Xiaobai blushed and hesitated: "Can't you explain earlier..."
"Hmph! This sword spirit is angry with you!"
The little sword spirit pointed at Shi Xiaobai and scolded: "It's not scary to have no common sense, but you have no common sense, but you have become the master of this sword spirit. Do you know that this sword spirit is worried every day? The sword body can be destroyed, Spiritual consciousness cannot be destroyed. You don't even know this common sense. How dare you say that you learn swordsmanship? Without this sword spirit, you would not only kill the sword spirits of these two broken swords, but you also don't know what to do for those piles of sword spirits. What price do you pay for worthless scraps of metal? Do you think you are stupid? Will this sword spirit be angry after seeing this?"
Shi Xiaobai smiled awkwardly and had to admit that what the little sword spirit said made sense, but he was really speechless.
The little sword spirit obviously had deep resentment, and said reluctantly: "You are still young, and you can accept a weaker force. Although this sword spirit hopes that you will reach the spirit king realm as soon as possible, so that my sword spirit can recover faster, but 'pull the seedlings to encourage growth' is so The Sword Spirit cannot do anything wicked, so you just need to steadily become stronger at the current pace. But! But can you remember longer, learn more common sense, and read more books? "