Chapter 288

"What a sinister sword!" At the moment when yuduan just came out of the scabbard, huaqianqiu felt the evil spirit coming out of the sword.

As the successor of the flower family, Hua Qianqiu has seen countless magic weapons, but it's the first time to see them so sinister and terrible.

You know, "Twelve Shouduan" used to be the sabre of Japanese generals, the magic Sabre living in Japanese legends, and "Yushui" is the sabre of the most powerful swordsman in Contemporary Japanese history. The combination of the two will certainly be a "national treasure" level magic weapon. Only people like Zhou Heng don't take Yu Duan seriously. If other people got the magic knife, they would have confessed Yu Duan as if they had got the treasure.

It is also because of Zhou Heng's indifference to Yu Duan that Zhou Heng did not leave an opportunity for the red ghost who wanted to erode himself.

This time, Yu Duan finally came out of the sheath.

It has endured for too long. Maybe in Zhou Heng's opinion, red ghost is just a chatterbox who can only make useless suggestions, but at the same time, red ghost is also a ghost in Japanese legend who has lived for 600 years.

"Boy," a red thread appeared on Yu Duan's sword, "you're finished!"

Hua Qianqiu seems to hear some strange voice, but Zhou Heng didn't open his mouth. Is it auditory hallucination? He suddenly felt that the temperature in the cabin seemed to have dropped a little, and the cold hair behind him also stood up.

What's going on? This is the first time that Hua Qianqiu is awed by his opponent's momentum for the first time. Before Zhou Heng gives him a hand, he even wants to escape.

No way! I have no reason to be afraid of this boy! Hua Qianqiu has been the son of heaven since he was a child. He is the apple of the eye among the elders of the family. Except for Ye Jian, the second son of the Ye family, no one can compare with him. Zhou Heng, who suddenly emerged, should not be his opponent.

Another yellow amulet appears in Hua Qianqiu's hand.

Zhou Heng glanced at the Yellow symbol in Qianqiu's hand, and his pupils turned red. He belittled the red ghost.

It's not so easy to control the "broken jade" of the magic sabre. Zhou Heng feels that he is more and more willing to kill himself. He is eager to break up the young man in front of him, and then drink his opponent's blood.

No, that's Miss Tong's friend. Zhou Heng told himself that as long as he was punished a little, he didn't need to have the same opinion with a child.

Don't kill him!

At this time, Hua Qianqiu came up with the Yellow amulet in his hand.

"I don't know what the world is like!" Zhou Heng stares at Hua Qianqiu rushing up, and the jade in his hand is also waving towards Hua Qianqiu.

That's right! this is it! Red ghost roared excitedly in the body of yuduan's sword. As long as you experience and see the scene of blood splashing once, red ghost believes that Zhou Heng will fall in love with that kind of beauty.

There is no "good" in this world. All the people who uphold the good just haven't found the "evil" in their human nature!

The magic knife does not make people "evil", it just excavates the "evil" side of human nature.

Some people say that the magic knife will pollute the mind of the user. It's a big mistake. It's not pollution, it's liberation! The magic knife just liberates human nature!

Die!

In addition to fast, there is no skill. When there is still a distance between Huang Fu and Zhou Heng in Hua Qianqiu's hand, Zhou Heng's knife has already reached Hua Qianqiu's head.

Come on, let the red flowers bloom!

The air suddenly became quiet. The bloody scene in the imagination of the red ghost didn't happen. Yu Duan stopped about half an inch above Hua Qianqiu's head.

In the air, the body of yuduan's sword was constantly shaking, and the shaking range was not big, because the red ghost wanted to control the sword and split the head close at hand.

Hua Qianqiu can feel that Zhou Heng seems to be struggling, and the struggle in his heart.

Zhou Heng never thought that he would have such a strong killing intention in his heart. When this killing intention emerged, not only Hua Qianqiu felt it, but also the red ghost felt it.

Yu Duan's sword body suddenly stopped, and the red ghost didn't dare to resist.

Treat all previous Masters first, and turn away from the hostility at the moment when the masters rush to kill? You're kidding! At the moment of Zhou Heng's intention to kill, even the red ghost suddenly had an illusion - it seemed to be in the cold water of the lake, indulging in it, falling slowly and falling into despair.

It's not a human killing. Red ghost felt that he was nothing in front of Zhou Heng. In terms of "evil", they were not at the same level. Zhou Heng should be a fierce ghost, but he is just a harmless rabbit.

A little white rabbit wants to wake up the evil in the devil's heart? Don't be kidding.

Red ghost finally realized how stupid he had done. But now it's time to go back?

Sweat across Hua Qianqiu's temples, the Yellow Fu in his hand is less than an inch away from Zhou Heng's body, as long as one inch further forward, he can win the battle. But he did not dare to move, not afraid of the knife hanging over his head, but afraid of the person standing in front of him.That's the devil, the devil! Hua Qianqiu wants to put all the terrible words in the world on each other. He thinks Zhou Heng can be anything, but he can't be human.

The red color in Zhou Heng's eyes suddenly faded, and then the killing intention in his body also faded.

Just now, people's cold intention to kill suddenly disappeared without any trace, as if everything just happened was just an illusion.

Zhou Heng took back the sword, and then put yuduan back into the scabbard.

Then he pushed open the toilet door. "I'm a little worried," Zhou Heng said to Hua Qianqiu, who stayed in the same place. "You wait for me outside." His voice was very gentle, no different from before.

Bang. Zhou Heng walked into the toilet and closed the door.

"Hoo, ha, hoo, ha!" Hua Qianqiu suddenly began to breathe. At the moment of Zhou Heng's killing intention, he even forgot to breathe. Until Zhou Heng disappeared in front of him, he felt the suffocation.

Zhou Heng, who walked into the toilet, was gasping. His hand was on the washstand in the toilet. In front of him was a mirror hanging on the washstand, and in the mirror was his own face.

What happened to myself just now? Zhou Heng breathed hard, as if the devil woke up in his body. Zhou Heng seemed to become a person he didn't know in a moment.

But the man in the mirror is still him.

Black hair, black eyes, a yellow face that is not too handsome for foreigners.

The man in the mirror is indeed him, and there is nothing wrong with him.

"Master," the trembling voice of red ghost suddenly sounded behind Zhou Heng, "master, I will be loyal to you."

That's the tone of absolute piety.

It's like a kid kneeling on the ground to worship its demon king.