Sharp as a needle, sharp as a knife!
Looking at Ye Qi, whose eyes were completely occupied by the whites of the eyes of the old man opposite, leaving only faint tiny pupils, the hairs on his back all exploded at the moment of staring at each other, and his eyes subconsciously wanted to Move away; however, at the last moment, Ye Qi abruptly stopped moving his eyes away—in his squinted eyes, Ye Qi looked at the other party without flinching.
The stubbornness at this moment is not only because of the pride in my heart, but also because of the persistence in my heart-when you encounter difficulties, you can't help but retreat; so, what about next time? Once there is the first time, there will be the second time; retreating every time will eventually make you retreat to a point that you can't even imagine.
It doesn't matter whether you are humble or not, just because of persistence!
"Are you happy?" The old man murmured to himself again, his weird eyes narrowed slightly after opening just now, leaving only a small slit to hide the edge: "But I'm not happy! But, I found that I can be happy!"
Facing the strange and incomprehensible words of the old man, Ye Qi, who had already guessed the meaning, did not speak, and continued to wait for the other party to continue.
"If they kill you, they will be sad and angry..." The flat lip line has an upturned arc, and there is more inexplicable excitement and anticipation in the half-smile expression; Zhong Du showed a hint of impatience: "As long as they are sad and angry, I will be happy, very happy!"
Calmly looking at the old man who propped up his upper body from the reclining chair, Ye Qi showed no surprise on his face—ever since he knew that his decadent teacher and cunning profiteer were the legendary "Sword Master" and After the "spreading of the Gospel", even though it was not intentional, Ye Qi still knew how his two elders gained their immortal reputation through the information he collected unintentionally.
Breaking into the sanctuary with one sword, destroying the Inquisition, beheading the holy knights, abolishing the two presiding judges, crushing the Pope's eternal crown...
Standing alone under the holy mountain, facing a hundred ascetic monks who condense the power of faith of millions of believers independently...
Undoubtedly, the Holy See is the stepping stone of his two elders. While the prestige of the two is forever remembered, the embarrassment of the Holy See is also deeply imprinted on the stone tablet of history; But when faced with the scene buried in the bottom of my heart, I still can't forget it - even if I forget it, it's just deceiving myself; when it is revealed, it will only hurt more!
Therefore, there were fluctuations in the perception of two people, especially when one of them had a strong smell of holy light, Ye Qi guessed what he might have to face - it is only natural for father and son to pay off debts, although Lorant did not have this A common saying in my hometown, but there are similar words, and there are many; just like fragility, your name is a woman, and the same name is still troublesome...
Of course, the situation that Ye Qi has to face now is far more troublesome than that of a woman - with his left hand resting lightly on the handle of Yan Mo Dao, the bell entrusting the female cavalry commander's thoughts rang without wind, "Ding, ding , ding..." The crisp sound surrounds the whole house, like a pond with a bright moon in the sky, and swaying reeds moving with the wind.
Ah!
A chuckle, without any hint of sarcasm, impatience, or disdain, just a simple chuckle—but with the old man’s chuckle, the pond where the moon was shining before, and the reeds moving with the wind are like Like a shattered mirror, it was shattered; replaced by howls, accompanied by the crisp sound of chains shaking, and the ferocious howling of torture instruments.
The breath froze, and in the wailing, the clear and crisp bells had completely disappeared; even, in Ye Qi's sight, around the room, phantoms who were tortured suddenly appeared there one by one—lashing was the most important thing among them. A gentle punishment; no, compared with other punishments, whipping is nothing at all, but gentle caresses at best.
Guillotine, gallows, stake, iron maiden...
Countless instruments of torture that Ye Qi had seen, never seen, heard of, and unheard of appeared one by one—looking at the large or small punishment scene made up of phantoms around him, Ye Qi frowned subconsciously, and It's not because of timidity, it's just the simplest disgust; after all, Ye Qi is at most just a person who is naturally cautious and appears a little indifferent; he can't watch others being tortured without being indifferent, or even having pleasure.
Such people have basically broken away from the category of ordinary people, and they have an exclusive title - "Pervert!"
Ding ding ding!
Amidst the wailing, the bell rang again; although the sound was extremely low, it was clearly audible; the sudden sound of the bell made the old man who was still sitting on the couch surprised, although it was only a fleeting moment Surprised, but the old man unabashedly praised Ye Qi—
"Have you reached such a state? No wonder Duis died at your hands..." The voice of praise made the old man's calm tone a little high-pitched: "They really have a reason to be happy, there is someone like you disciple!"
As he said that, the old man raised one finger and pointed it at Ye Qi.
hum!
Like the vibration of tinnitus, it came from Ye Qi's brain, although it was very slight, but it still existed—raised his hand, and five magic missiles composed entirely of positions flew towards the old man with a white arc. ; followed by a fireball filled with explosive energy.
The opponent has already made a move, of course Ye Qi can't not fight back - the previous conversation was nothing more than the so-called "etiquette" before the fight, and it was unilaterally dominated by the opponent's Sun Yao level strength; Asking like an elder, if Ye Qi took it seriously, he would really lose.
Moreover, Ye Qi would not think that the opponent's moves would only make his ears ring; therefore, no matter what the opponent's follow-up move is, interrupting the opponent's attack is what should be done at this moment—the magic missile has its own unique arc, deviates from the The original flight path revealed the fireball following it.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
boom!
The impact of the magic missile and the explosion of the fireball technique sounded at the same time at this moment.
ps The new store is under intense preparation, and I want to open it before the Ching Ming Festival... Therefore, all kinds of decadence, all kinds of exhaustion...
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