Master of Fast Transmigration, put down the knife

Chapter 228 Can you roll off the top? (one)

"It turns out that in the eyes of that child, she is a fairy godmother." Bian Mingxuan sighed, and couldn't help laughing, "How can there be such a fairy godmother who kills without batting an eye?"

"For the mother who protected him, the child will give him the best words." Qi Zeying said, "He actually knows that it is not his real mother."

According to the servants of the Qi family, one day Qi Jiaxing suddenly changed the name of Ye Chenyu from "mother" to "mother".It was probably at that time that he found out that his mother had changed.

"Qi Jinghuan's son is quite smart." Bian Mingxuan muttered.

"Maybe it's because my mother is smarter?"

The two looked at each other, then looked away at the same time.

If you really want to say smart, it is only possible that your mother is smart.

"President Qi." Qi Zeying's personal assistant came over, "Yu Hanya asked to see Miss Ye."

"She's missing."

Qi Zeying waved his hands, and the assistant left knowingly.

Bian Mingxuan raised his eyebrows: "Where is Qi Mingjun?"

"Qian Yang said everything is fine." Qi Zeying casually rubbed the cup, "It's okay, I have a lot of patience."

Enough for him to wait until the fleeting moment.

The request to meet Ye Chenyu was rejected again, Yu Hanya sat silently on the chair, and after a while, threw the only thing she could throw at the glass, in exchange for a scolding from the prison guard.

The Qi family gave up on Qi Jinghuan, and even she has no possibility of being cleared of the crime.The parents who loved her the most changed their attitude in an instant and distanced themselves from her.

The Wang family even took the opportunity to put pressure on her, trying to put all the crimes on her.

Yu Hanya looked at the small piece of gray-blue sky through the railing, and still didn't understand why she had such an ending.

Obviously they told her to do this to survive, and obviously she learned those things well, why did everyone abandon her in the end?
On the contrary, Ye Chenyu can live a good life unscrupulously?

Ye Chenyu would not answer her question, but if the system heard her question, it would probably tell her in a sympathetic tone.

For she did not grasp her own sword, and the glory gained as a trophy was only the glory of its master.

As for good and evil, Booty is far from qualified to talk about this.

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"Want to take a vacation"? "

In the endless white, the light sphere materialized by the system asked.

Ye Chenyu knelt on the ground, carefully observing her knife.Unlike the Tang Dao that the system randomly uses to refill the number, her sword is shaped like a Tang Dao, the blade is as bright as water, and the word "Shen Yu" is engraved on the handle.

Mortal swordsmiths cannot forge this kind of sword, because it is actually a spiritual weapon, otherwise it would be impossible to fight and kill with Ye Chenyu for hundreds of years.

If there is any ability of this spiritual weapon, at best it is more durable than a mortal blade, and it can withstand more aura erosion in Ye Chenyu's hands, but this is only in Ye Chenyu's hands.

After all, this is just a middle-grade spiritual weapon, which was once held by a little-known Golden Core cultivator, until the cultivator fell to the north, and Ye Chenyu picked it up.

So don't expect it to be able to cultivate any sword spirit, the material for forging it doesn't give it the capital.However, in that world just now, at the moment she left, Ye Chenyu felt the knife tremble.

strangeness.

Ye Chenyu reached out and tapped the blade, the blade made a crisp sound without any unnecessary reaction.

It is impossible to have a sword spirit, so did the sword become a demon through cultivation?
She tapped the blade again, but there was still no response.

The system watched her beating, and asked inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

"If the knife is perfect," Ye Chenyu seemed a little hesitant, "then what should it be called?"

She already called it "Chen Yu", so this knife can't be called "Chen Yu", right?Otherwise, how can we tell the difference?

The system simulated an expression of "Are you sick?" on the light curtain, and said, "I confirm that it has not developed any autonomous consciousness. If you want to name it, you don't need to consider whether the knife will become a spirit."

Ye Chenyu doesn't like naming names. In her opinion, things are there, and things exist without names.

After a while of silence, Ye Chenyu picked up his knife again, and answered the system's previous question: "No vacation."

She walks around with the knife to see if it's about to become fine.

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The night sky was as black as a curtain, with only a bright moon hanging high, not even a dim star could be seen.

Even so, the silver-like moonlight still illuminates the street clearly, and even the garbage in the corners can be clearly seen.This is a good thing for those who are traveling at night, but it is a double disaster for those who are fleeing.

No, this is a punishment given by the gods, it is her birthright, and she is not blessed.

Sexi ran desperately under the shadow of the building, stepping on the gravel with his bare feet regardless.The broken clothes were lifted by the wind, revealing her dark and rough skin.

She hurried across the alley and climbed a low fence.In the slums there are as many useless walls as there are rubbish on the ground.Many times, Sehi relied on such walls and collapsed houses to escape the pursuit of noble servants.

But this time is different, the servants of the gods will not leave cursing like the servants of the nobles.They would scour the slums through the night, grabbing every guilty person who displeased the gods, and tossing them to salivating hounds to tear them to pieces.

The sound of a dog barking came from not far away, and the servant of God with the hound followed closely behind her.As they bowed and climbed, Sehi could still hear them calling to each other.

"She went over there!"

"there."

Voices came from all directions, and there was no direction from which she could escape.

Serhi gritted his teeth and jumped off the wall, into an empty house.The doors and windows above had been dismantled long ago, and there was nothing left that could be removed, only the collapsed boulders could be used as hiding places.

Like a sensitive cat, Sexi nimbly got into the boulder, blending himself with the darkness behind the stone.

She didn't dare to move, but the sound of footsteps and dogs barking was approaching.

The hounds raised by the temple have a keen sense of smell, and after turning twice in front of the house, they barked at the messy pile of stones.

'Don't, don't find me...'

Those hounds swarmed up and gnawed away the living people in a short while, leaving only a few bones that had been licked dry - Sexi had seen it.

Sexi prayed incoherently in her heart, and even begged for help from the gods who were full of malice towards her.

"do not want!"

The unleashed hound came forward and bit her ankle, dragging her abruptly out of the dark shelter.The hot panting was right next to her ears, and the hound's fangs were about to snap off her neck.

Whoever it is, come and save her.

Be it a god or a devil—

Sexi was lying on the ground, and in the sight covered with mud and tears, she saw the existence she kept calling appeared in front of her out of thin air.

The girl with the long knife in her arms walked down in mid-air as if stepping on the night wind.

The hound that bit her loosened its teeth and let out a threatening growl at the girl.

The group of god servants shouted angrily: "It's the devil! Kill her!"

Ceci saw the most beautiful killing in her life.

　I'm going to suffer from the second disease, everyone, be careful not to be killed by me.

　　And am I working hard these days!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)