Gentle knife looked along the scream and saw an expressionless little old man walking towards the garden with a broken black knife in his hand.

A player who was in front of him was just a light knife, and his whole body solidified in an instant, as if he had drained all the water and turned into a dry corpse.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will take seven days to see him.

However, for players, death does not scare them, but instead stimulates their fierceness.

"Damn it, another wave of ss, brothers, come on!"

"Mu Tan, Meat Tan, why don't you hurry up and resist it, the remaining output is output!"

"Does Lei Zhenzi still be thrown away by me!"

"Damn it!"

"Hey, should you blow him or fuck him? Do you make it clear?!"

"Say you're paralyzed and rush the duck!"

...

Amid the messy sound, many players rushed forward.

Facing the siege, Qiu Daoyu was calm and just said two words lightly:

"Dark descend!"

Raise your hand and the knife falls.

moment,

The underworld is coming, and the sky sword is captivating the soul!

Suddenly, black snow fell from the sky, and it was a deadly murderous intent.

...

Slap!!!

Clapping his palms, Jiang Ping walked out, swept the corpses all over the floor, and smiled at Qiu Daoyu:

"Lao Qiu, your movements are still as nimble as ever."

Then his eyes drooped, looking at the gentle knife that was lying on the ground, unable to move, and grinned:

"Don't look at me like that, I can't help but want to kill you."

Gentle spat at Jiang Ping:

"I admit defeat today. If you want to kill, kill me! I snorted, even if I have a bitch."

"Tsk tsk, that's the other sentence. You are not afraid of death. Don't make yourself look like a tough guy. Do you know why I want to save your life?

And you don’t want to know why your pills didn’t work, and why I avoided the explosives buried in the warehouse?”

Jiang Ping suddenly smiled playfully.

"Why?"

A gentle knife is very cooperative.

For him, if he gets more information, he will have more confidence in the next time he will be able to guide Jiang Ping.

Anyway, he made up his mind, and he was determined to take this wave ss.

If it doesn't work now, then wait for him to level 30.

Level 30 cannot do it, just wait for level 40!

In a word, you have to eat it if you can eat it, and you have to eat it even if you can’t!

Besides, if you want to swipe waves, you don’t just rely on level force, assassination, poison, traps, and explosives.

This time, Jiang Ping escaped, but it won’t be the next time.

"I want to know." Jiang Ping gave Qiu Daoyu a look, "But I won't tell you."

"you!"

Wenrou didn't expect that an NPC could be so cheap, which is completely different from the NPCs he had contacted in the past.

He was about to say something when he saw the sky darkening and his eyes suddenly became dark.

Panel information has been flashed:

[…The roads in the rivers and lakes are dangerous, please do it again!]

"grass!"

This is his last last words.

"Young Master, you are really..."

Qiu Daoyu didn't know what he should say, so he sent a message to him to keep Wen Yidao's life, but the result was to tease him.

He really doesn't know how to evaluate this behavior.

Jiang Ping shook his head and asked:

"Do you think I'm a bad thing?"

Qiu Daoyu didn't speak and agreed.

Jiang Ping sighed and said, "Old Qiu, you have been with me for so long, and I thought you could understand me."

Is this young master the kind of low-level and interesting person?

On the surface I was teasing him, but in fact, I was deliberately irritating him, making him remember me firmly, and making him always think about coming to me for revenge.

Think about it, I spent a lot of effort to find him this time.

But once he holds a grudge against me, he will take the initiative to come to me for killing him whenever he has the chance. Isn’t it very comfortable?”

Qiu Daoyu was stunned: "There are still such a stupid person? He will come to him even if he knows he will die?"

Jiang Ping looked like a wise man was holding it: "You don't understand these strange people. They are never afraid of death, they are afraid of being unhappy.

As long as this young master lets him see that he has the opportunity to kill me, not to mention once, even ten or a hundred times, he will take the initiative to die."

Who in this world understands players better than him?

For non-professional players, victory or defeat is not important, life or death is not important, and it is the most important thing to be happy.

This time he deliberately humiliated gentle and softly.

I'm afraid he will take the initiative to play with himself in the future, then...

Thinking of gentle and soft swords, he turned into an experience pack with cute red players in front of him, he felt satisfied with the farmers harvesting food.

Well, it can be regarded as eradicating some pests for the player group and purifying the game environment.

Qiu Daoyu still shook his head: "I still don't understand. Although these strange people are ordinary, they are all immortal. Being entangled by them is a troublesome thing."

"In two days, you may wish they would bother you in the future."

Jiang Ping smiled mysteriously.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and as a gentle sword as a great evil person, he can invite players and friends. Of course, there are many great evil people.

Among the dozens of players just now, at least a half were famous players. Although they may not be as red as Wen Rou's sword, there are definitely many blood stained on their hands.

Kill them, although Qiu Daoyu cannot get rewards intuitively like herself.

But in the following days, his practice would be so smooth that it was unimaginable, and it would be a huge step closer to breaking through to the Grand Master.

As a conscientious young man, he was worried about his younger brother's practice.

Of course, this is inseparable from the strong cooperation of a gentle knife.

This is also the reason why Jiang Ping said that what he had to do with a gentle knife has been completed.

"What?"

Qiu Daoyu didn't understand why.

But Jiang Ping did not explain, so he had to bury the problem in his heart.

...

Two days later.

In Akihara City, there is a quiet courtyard.

In the room, Qiu Daoyu sat cross-legged. When he turned his palm, a vivid sword intention turned into shape. It was a long black sword, similar to his Black Ming, but it was complete.

"Young Master, why is this?"

Just now, he took a nap.

I suddenly thought like a spring, and countless insights came into my heart. Many martial arts problems that I couldn't think clearly in the past suddenly appeared countless ideas.

Even the blessings of the mind, the prototype of the sword intent that was already perfect was directly perfect, turning into the sword intent of the great master.

The feeling was so mysterious that it made Qiu Daoyu feel dreamy and unreal.
To be continued...