Chapter 1105 The Demon Seed is Natural (139)
Zhou Ye looked at the man's eyes that were gradually turning red, and raised his hand to pinch his neck. The black mist that was clearly beyond the reach of a whip was now being squeezed tightly by Zhou Ye. He struggled, twisted and transformed into various terrifying shapes, but he just couldn't break free.
It seemed that he couldn't run away. Qingsang had no choice but to take out a small black bottle from his arms and handed it to Zhou Ye.
"Put him in and take him away. We have to get out of here."
The man was completely stuffed into the small bottle, and the sound of the man struggling and howling was completely like a demon.
The two left the tavern. Before leaving, Zhou Ye picked up a bottle of wine on the wine rack. In the dark alley, the two of them kept walking.
Qingsang was very familiar with this place and quickly found his next destination.
"Don't go out during this period. When your knife is ready, we will leave here. I will take you to the human world to see."
Zhou Ye sat silently on the chair, next to him was an old man who was deaf and mute. His eyes were staring at the sky, and the rocking chair beneath him was swaying gently.
Qingsang raised this old man here. She heard that this old man was also from the Qinglong clan. He accompanied her to resist the control of the Immortal Lord. In the end, the Immortal Lord sent people to pour poison, cut off his ears and left him here to destroy himself. .
After so many years, I have lived a stable life.
Zhou Ye looked at him, and the old man also moved his gaze to Zhou Ye. His old and tired eyes always reminded her of the old guy who left without saying goodbye.
The old man would use his hands to express what he wanted to say. After staying there all day, Zhou Ye could use his fingers to communicate with him.
Qingsang was sitting on the courtyard wall, with a deep and tired look in his eyes.
She is always looking into the distance. Zhou Ye asked her what she was looking at, but Qingsang just said.
"Look at the sky."
In this way, the two of them sat in this small square yard all day long. After seven days, they took the knife and left.
During the seven-day period, the person who had agreed to come had not arrived for a long time. Qingsang was careful not to go to the blacksmith shop to look for it. After waiting for another day, there was a sudden knock on the door of the courtyard.
Qingsang paused for a while, then stood up and opened the door.
The man standing in front of him was wearing thick black clothes. Even though only his eyes were exposed, Qingsang still recognized him.
"Take the knife and leave here, go to the human world."
In recent years, the gods who have been hunted down by the immortal world and the divine world until they are desperate, the immortals will run to hide in a certain mountain in the human world.
Qingsang had the same plan, but she didn't know if the Immortal Lord would send someone down to follow her to the human world due to the mistakes she had made.
"Okay, thank you."
The man handed the knife in his hand to Zhou Ye next to her. It was a very heavy knife, but the blade was wrapped in circles of white cloth, leaving only a handle. There was nothing protruding from the handle. The place was just a piece of gray vine, held in the palm of my hand. Even though the vine had been polished, it was still a bit rough and prickly.
The weight on his hand was so heavy that even Zhou Ye found it a bit strenuous.
The man glanced at her and then said solemnly.
"If you can't control your strength, don't untie the white cloth."
Zhou Ye nodded and waved the knife twice in his hand. It was indeed difficult to control the force. The sword that seemed to be only half the height of a person was so heavy.
Holding the handle of the knife, waves of cold air surged in, which inexplicably made Zhou Zhi's anxiety and annoyance dissipate a lot.
"Thank you, I like this knife."
Zhou Ye really couldn't put it down. He was about to take off the white cloth and take a look, but then he took it back when he remembered the man's words.
(End of chapter)