"Boy, how does it feel?" the "man" asked.

"I know that people who practice, especially those like you, must have suffered a lot. Pain, etc., have little effect on you. You have already had resistance, but..." The "person" paused and continued, saying, "For such a situation, I have a new idea. Since you don't care about this pain, then, what about this itch?! But can you still be the same, don't care at all?"

"But you said, you were actually a sword spirit before? You used your heart as your blade, straight and straight, and you are like you, but you are worthy of it?" Ruozhi endured the "discomfort" all over his body, squeezed out words from the gaps of his teeth, spoke, and said.

"Even if you are good at speaking," the "person" didn't care at all. He said, anyway, even if he heard Ruozhi's ridicule, he wouldn't be missing one.

"Ah..." Finally, Ruozhi couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Stop and stop... Stop and stop... Stop and stop... I'll just say..."

"How is it? But I figured it out?" asked the "person".

However, Ruozhi was already "tortured" and could not reply, and he could not nod. He could only blink his eyes desperately to express his "will".

When the "person" saw it, he felt a sense of pride. He was proud that he had such foresight and had developed such a means of "torture" people in advance.

Thinking of this, the "person" did not deliberately delay time. After all, if the person on the ground was killed, what he wanted to ask was nowhere to ask. Although this may not be so important to himself now, he still had a trace of persistence in his heart. In this way, he stretched out his hand and another magic trick was shot, hitting the "fishing net".

Suddenly, the feeling of discomfort in Ruozhi's whole body disappeared invisible in an instant. Except for the fact that he still couldn't move below his neck, everything else seemed to be having a dream.

However, this dream made him wet all over in a short period of time...

"Tell me", that "people", said.

"Before I said that, can you answer the next question first?" Ruozhi said.

"What's the problem?" The "person" asked, curiously, and the boy in front of him was really strange. It was now, but he still had to ask himself what questions he had to ask himself first?!

"What's your name?" Ruozhi said, "or, what's your name before?"

"What does this have to do with you?" the "person" asked.

"Of course it's related. I once made a vow. If I am not absolutely necessary, I will never tell others about my secret. Even if I want to tell you, I have to tell you clearly..." Ruozhi said, "So, since today, I really can't stand your method and want to violate your oath. But even so, I still think about doing what I say and telling you clearly who clearly knows. Can you understand this?"

......The "person" was really, and after thinking about it seriously, I felt that it seemed to be a harmless move. Even if I agreed, it was nothing, but... my name seemed to be a long time ago...

"Moye", that "person", thought for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Mo Xie?" Ruozhi was a little confused. Isn't this what is recorded in the book, one of the two sword weapons cast by a more famous swordsman in a certain era in the mortal world? Even if it is a more representative work of a certain era, it is just an ordinary thing. How could a sword spirit be born?

Moreover, as he knew, the Moye sword weapon was not long ago, and it only lasted about a thousand years. It was impossible to match the birth time of the sword spirit.

The most important thing is that Mo Ye, I heard that it is a female sword, with a cold sword essence. Even if the sword spirit was born, it should be a feminine sword spirit, but the person in front of him is obviously a male "person".

"But you are, you didn't care about me anymore. This Mo Ye should be the name of a woman," Ruozhi said.

"I want to punish you for doing this," the "man" said, "I was originally a sword weapon made by the sword-casting master of the Longyuan tribe in ancient times. It was originally unknown. It has been passed down for many years. It has gradually become spiritual and spiritual. I don't know how many years it has passed. It was born in the hands of the master and was given the name of the master. Mo Ye... As for what you said, what women are not women, it is not my business."

After saying that, Mo Xie looked reminiscent, and there was a hint of confusion, and it was no longer the evil spirit that he had just now... It seemed that he was lost in ancient memories.

.........

His words also caused huge waves in Ruozhi's heart.

In ancient times, when was this? Even the various classics I have read have never been mentioned.

Longyuan tribe? What kind of ethnic group is it? Perhaps, not even a ethnic group. Does tribes mean tribes?

If, according to the guy in front of him, then, how many times has he existed?

.........

It seemed that after a long time, Mo Ye came back to his spirit from the long-lasting memories and said, "Boy, I have already told you, my name, and next, it is your time to tell me what book your poem is from."

"But you know why your master gave you such a name?" Ruozhi did not answer Mo Xie's question, but instead, he asked again.

"I don't know, can you still know?" Mo Xie said a little "impatient".

"Of course I know," Ruozhi said, "Don't forget, I am a human, your master is also a human, but you are not a human, and people are the same kind, but people need to know each other a little more..."

"You..." Hearing this, Mo Xie was "ignited" by Wuming. With his intelligence, how could he not hear it? Ruozhi was implicitly mocking him not a human being, but... "Then, come and listen!"

"Mo Tongwu, evil and evil, I think, your master hopes that you are innocent. He is innocence, but I am afraid, he is also warning you not to violate the purpose of swordsmanship, not to go on the evil path, not to do evil..." Ruozhi said, "It's a pity that things go against your wishes. Look at what you are now...I am so sad for your master..."

"Shut up", Mo Xie shouted loudly and said, "What are you, shut up for me..."

As he said that, he kicked Ruozhi over and lay flat on the reef. He suddenly remembered that such a small blow seemed to be completely painless to Ruozhi, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Mo Xie, with one hand, you must try again and teach Ruozhi a lesson in the previous way.

"Wait, wait..." Ruozhi shouted again, "Why are you here alone? What are you here?"

"Master?" Hearing this, Mo Xie stopped the movement in his hand and murmured to himself, "Master asked me to protect the sword intent of the mountains and seas here and wait for him to come back... But I don't know how long it has been? Master, why haven't you come back yet..."

"Yes, why haven't you come back? Was it delayed by something? Or..." Ruozhi asked, "carefully" and guided him.

"Yes, was it delayed by something? But with the master's ability, who else can delay him in the world... No, it must be those people... I'm so shameless. Thanks to the master, I'd rather do my best to help them... a group of ungrateful wolves..." Mo Xie, however, was a little "crazy" and said.

Mo Xie was crazy, but Ruozhi was temporarily relieved.

Upon hearing this, Ruozhi understood roughly. The guy in front of him was probably the existence of that sword spirit, but he was left by his master to protect the mountain and sea sword intent. By the way, the mountain and sea sword intent is the thing he encountered outside?

In the sea, there is a mountain full of swords?

This is the so-called sword intent of mountains and seas?

But it's a bit too hasty...

As for Mo Xie’s owner, Ruozhi suddenly felt that, was it that person in the rock painting of the mountain wall outside, in the line of gorge?

In this way, it can be made clear, but if we contact each other like this, I am afraid that the things recorded will be more complicated and will change a lot...

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Ruozhi, here, the random thoughts were not over yet, but Mo Xie, who was there, took the lead in "sobering".

"Good boy, I actually put a trap on me, but I have wasted so much time. I didn't want to ask so clearly. I have swallowed you, snatched your body, and then subdued the sword intent of the mountains and seas. After leaving this space, I have to go to the bastard to ask if I really forgot me..."

As he said that, Mo Xie no longer acted in the form of pinching and casting spells. He rushed to Ruozhi's body, grabbed Ruozhi and lifted him up to his place in front of him.

"Boy, don't blame me," Mo Xie said, but he opened his mouth wide and grinned straight to his ears.

But it is so terrifying and terrifying.

"Suffer to die..." a angrily shouted.
Chapter completed!