"If that's the case, then why do the villagers behave very weakly on weekdays? As bloodthirsty slaves, shouldn't they be very strong?"
Yaoyao took a step forward again, staring into Hanjing's eyes and asked.
She has discovered that Jinjing's current state is extremely wrong. Perhaps only such a dense and urgent problem can make her remember more, face herself, and completely recover.
Therefore, I also felt vaguely inappropriate about Yaoyao's actions at the beginning, but now I support them silently.
How I hope that lively, smart, and carefree Jingjing will come back soon!
At the same time, it would be best to completely solve these mysteries that not only bother us, but also bother her.
"Yes...why are they so weak? As bloodthirsty slaves, how can they be so weak! But why?"
It seemed that Yaoyao's question had greatly confused Yanjing. I was horrified to find that the pupils in her eyes began to dilate, and she kept mumbling to herself.
"But I really can't remember it... I have a headache!"
"Hey - who is Jingjing? Who am I?"
Yanjing's self-questioning was getting more and more outrageous, and she was about to fall completely on the verge of collapse. At this time, Yaoyao and I had already tacitly agreed to take action together, and decided to restrain Yanjing first and let her calm down.
It doesn’t matter that there are many mysteries that cannot be solved for the time being. The worst thing is to leave it to the follow-up and take your time. However, we cannot let Yan Jing be really harmed just to satisfy our thirst for knowledge.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
"You little sword spirit, how dare you treat me so coldly again and again! Do you really think that I can't do anything to you?"
"I tested you several times just to see what the blood-devouring madman can do now!"
"As expected, I was not disappointed. I am very happy about the blood-devouring madness!"
"But, I think it's better to give you some lessons!"
"Let you understand who is the master!"
In an instant, the voice of the Demon Ancestor came one after another. The sound was heart-stirring, and the words moved the soul. It reverberated throughout the purple space and created boundless sound patterns.
At the same time, we were surprised to find that the originally hazy purple independent space was stained with a touch of red at some point, making everything around it look a bit more magical and confusing.
He raised his head in surprise, and was surprised to find that there was a blood moon shadow quietly appearing on the space barrier above, and it was becoming solid at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And those palm prints that Jin Jing pressed on the surface of the purple round table had disappeared at some point!
What a demon ancestor, how quickly he defused this wave of blood-devouring sword energy attacks, much faster than we expected.
You must know that this wave of sword energy was supported by the power of the beast's teeth, and even forced the demonic palm to retreat steadily at the beginning!
But now, the Blood Moon Eye of the Demon Ancestor has almost crossed the boundary barrier and arrived here. It is clear at a glance which one wins and which one loses, which one is inferior and which one is superior.
"Noisy!"
However, before Yaoyao and I could react, Jingjing was the first to let out an angry shout.
Although she still looks like a little girl at this moment, there is no trace of the aura that a little girl should have in her body?
Standing gracefully and calmly, she looks like a noble queen standing proudly on the top of the Purple Mountain. She is like a refined goddess walking in the mortal world. She is only one foot away from the sky and hundreds of lives away from the earth.
When he speaks, he is neither sad nor happy, neither humble nor arrogant. Even the emotional fluctuations belonging to human beings have faded too much. He is independent from the world, not within the Three Realms, and is not included in the Five Elements.
He raises his hands like a god, raises his feet like an immortal spirit, the seven emotions are far away, the six desires are gone, the world of mortals has no shadow, and the world has no name.
It was clearly right in front of me, but Yanjing felt far away to me like never before, so that Yaoyao and I originally planned to restrain her hand, but had to stop when it almost fell on her.
"I remembered! I remembered everything!" Jingjing murmured, and at this moment, a complex and indescribable aura suddenly rose around her.
If there is one word that can be used to describe it, it must be - divinity.
That's right, a divinity that is free from human emotions, free from emotions and desires, and free from the fireworks of the world of mortals!
"I am the sword spirit! The sword spirit of the blood-devouring madness! I am the blood-devouring madness!"
As Jingjing spoke word by word, her eyes completely turned purple at this moment, and the human smell on her body became farther and farther away.
At this point, I finally understood what my previous unfounded worries about Jingjing were. If this continues, even though she is right in front of me, I will lose her forever.
I finally understood that the heart-wrenching anxiety that Xiao Jing felt a moment ago when she was worried that she would remember something, now turned into a sharp knife, constantly piercing my heart.
Although she already had a very bad premonition at that time, we were still obsessed with pursuing the answer and did not know how to look back. At this moment, the boundless regret turned into a sea and spread, and when we looked back, there was no shore.
Just like the feeling I had for her at that moment, I felt that Jingjing would just go away.
In a daze, the melancholy scene of her pear blossoms with rain suddenly appeared in my mind a moment ago. She cried bitterly: "Because when I think of these, I will forget you and brother Xiaotian... wu wu wu..."
At this moment, I think of how much reluctance I had to give up was all in vain!
If current trends continue, we are likely to become the most familiar strangers!
"Master? Hahaha... Little Zhulong, you are really arrogant! But I have to thank you for reminding me of all this!"
Jingjing spoke slowly, her tone full of sarcasm towards the Demon Ancestor. Unexpectedly, its true form was actually a Zhulong.
"Since you want to see the true strength of the Blood-devouring Madness so much, I am in a good mood today, and I plan to repay you in return, so I will be merciful and let you see it!"
Yan Jing's face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, sarcastic but not sarcastic. She glanced at the blood moon in the sky and said lightly: "Bloodthirsty!"
In an instant, her body turned transparent, and a sword shimmering with strange purple light appeared inside her body. It was the blood-devouring madness!
This is the first time I have seen the complete appearance of the Blood-devouring Madness. It is three feet long and the sword is only two fingers wide. It is smooth and unstained. If you look closely, it does not have an edge, but it has a sharp feeling.
, straight to the heart.
As the word "bloodthirsty" was spoken by Jain Jing, a brilliant purple energy suddenly burst out from the purple mountain below. When passing by the blood-devouring mad shadow contained in Jao Jing's transparent body, it suddenly condensed into sword lights, like a group of dragons.
Go out to sea and head towards the blood moon.
"Hahaha... You girl, are you stupid? The blood moon is invisible, not in this world, and can't touch foreign objects. How can it be defeated by your childish tricks?"
Demon Ancestor's loud voice echoed continuously in the purple space. (To be continued)