Great World of Magic Cube Chapter 517: Vent

"I want to see that man." Hearing Ito Cheng, Isayama Yomi's movements in his hands, and then recovered again, said quietly.

"Okay." Ito Cheng promised without looking up.

Following Ito Cheng's stop motion, the detective withdrew a knife 140 cm long and the handle 15 cm long. Except for the iron color of normal weapons, it was almost as long as the Lion King used by Isayama Yomi. The knife was held in his hand.

At this time, Isayama Yomi who saw the action of Ito Cheng pressed the pause button of the game and looked at Ito Cheng inexplicably, waiting for his next action.

I saw that Ito Cheng put the long knife across his legs and gently stroked the blade with his left hand. After the left finger moved away from the tip of the blade, he probed again and grabbed a brush and a small dish from the void. Vermillion ink of thick blood.

Then Ito Cheng held the pen with the right hand and stained with ink, closed his eyes and calmed down, and then opened his eyes suddenly, mobilizing the energy flow in the pen tip, moving his arms, and writing quickly with a brush on the knife body.

And with the action of Ito Cheng writing, red Zhu Mo fell on the surface of the blade to form a strange symbol, and then a bright red light flashed in vain on the symbol, as if inlaid into the inside of the blade, indistinguishable from each other.

After more than two minutes, Ito Cheng wrote strange runes on both sides of the blade.

Then Ito Cheng took out a scabbard matching the long knife from the void, quickly inserted the long knife into it, then shook it out and held three blank yellow sheets of paper into the hands, quickly using a brush with Zhu Mo Write on paper.

After all the three yellow sheets of paper have been converted into runes, wave your hands against the scabbard.

At this time, I saw a dazzling bright red light on the inside and outside of the long knife and the talisman paper attached to the sheath body. It disappeared between the moments, just like everything was just an illusion.

"Here you are." When the long knife returned to calm, Ito Cheng handed the knife to Isayama Yomi, who was a little dumbfounded by his means and said, "I have blessed the demon rune on this knife, which can be very effective. Restrain the power of Sessho-seki, I think you need it."

Mechanical Isayama Yomi who took the long knife heard the expression, and whispered thank you "Thank you."

"No, after all, you are my own. It is appropriate to prepare something for you." Ito Cheng waved away the excess. Continue to play with the paper in front of her and whisper.

The next day was calm and okay, but the Isayama Yomi holding his knife in his arms became silent again. In this way, the time came to the next morning.

"Let's go." After eating breakfast provided by room service, Ito Cheng said to Isayama Yomi.

"Okay." Isayama Yomi agreed. Reach the head of the bed diagonally. Outside, a long knife with a dark blue sword bag was held in his hand. He stood up and followed behind Ito Cheng, and left the room, which had lived for three days.

After that, the two came to the hotel reception desk and settled the accommodation fee by Ito Cheng. Out of the lobby, boarding the door of the hotel, walked to the house before Isayama Yomi.

About 20 minutes later, the car stopped in front of a relatively isolated building.

"Go, I will wait for you here." After the taxi leaves. Ito Cheng said to Isayama Yomi.

Isayama Yomi nodded silently, walking towards the building with a heavy face.

"Ah!" Five minutes after Isayama Yomi entered the house, a cry of anger and hatred came out from the house, followed by a red light suddenly lit up behind a glass window, and then the kimono Jian Shanyou with one sleeve hanging down and the knife in his right hand, Isayama Yomi holding the sheath in his left hand, broke through the window one after another and fell into the courtyard of the house.

"Cracking." The cracked glass fell to the ground, making a clear sound.

"I actually killed me with a knife like a lion king. Sure enough, Brother’s decision was wrong. At that time, I should not agree to let him take you back." At this time, Jianshan Youyi fell to the ground With a ridiculous face, "But never mind, although the man's hypocrisy is disgusting, but at least it is the people of the Jianshan family. Let me make his mistakes."

Jian Shanyou also withdrew his Tai Dao and was holding it in his hands. Charged towards Isayama Yomi.

At this time, Isayama Yomi, who has fallen into anger, no matter who Jianshan You is, he exerts his sword skills and fights with Jianshan You.

Originally Jianshan You's sword technique was not good, and because of fear of death, he also withdrew from the ranks of demagicists. This made his combat experience relatively scarce, even with Sessho-seki's twisted Jianshan You's will. Nor can this situation be changed. Therefore, Isayama Yomi, who has been in the ranks of genius and has been in the front line since he became a demon master, almost fell into the disadvantages, and was cut by the Isayama Yomi on the hand bowl holding the knife.

"How could it be!?" When Isayama Yomi cut his wrist with a long knife, Jian Shanyou still had a careless smile on his face, but then his expression changed, and his face looked incredibly slow. The wound of speed recovery, the subconscious subconsciously exclaimed in shock, "Sessho-seki's power is suppressed!?"

The kind of shock that made Jianshan Youlian forget what he was fighting with Isayama Yomi.

"Go to death." Jianshan You forgot to fight, but Isayama Yomi did not forget, he screamed directly, raised his knife on the side of his face, and stab him at the heart of Jianshan You.

"Pooh~" The sharp long knife instantly passed through the arm that the illustrious Jianshan You used to resist, penetrated the chest where the heart was, and made a low muffled noise.

"Wow!" Jian Shanyou, who was restrained by a long knife to restore the strength of Sessho-seki, immediately spit out a blood, knelt on the ground weakly, and whispered in fear, "I'm going to die!? Why?" Yes!"

"Pooh~" Isayama Yomi withdrew the long sword from Jian Shanyou's body, and looked down blankly at Jianshan who was kneeling to the ground, saying quietly, "I remember you stabbed more than twenty knives on your father Before killing him, then in return, you can also enjoy this treatment."

After finishing talking, Isayama Yomi used her superb knife technique to slash the body of Jian Shanyou up and down, until she forced the Sessho-seki embedded in the body of Jianshan You, then she held the long knife in her hands. Hesitantly aimed at restoring consciousness because of Sessho-seki's emergence, and the fear-seeking Jianshanyou and Sessho-seki stabbed.

"Crack." With the long knife falling, Sessho-seki, which was diluted many times, burst disperse into a pile of crystal powder, disappeared in the air. Without the Sessho-seki maintenance of at the same time, all injuries on Jian Shanyou's body immediately stopped recovering, and the injuries suffered when acquiring Sessho-seki were presented together.

"Pun Tong!" killed Jian Shanyou, Isayama Yomi holding the knife handle with both hands, kneeled down on the ground with a look of expression, bowed his head and sobbed.

At this time, Ito Cheng hiding in a big tree branch jumped from the branch, walked slowly to Isayama Yomi and squatted down, reached out to hug her in his arms, rubbed the back of Isayama Yomi gently, silently Comforted her.

"Ah~" Isayama Yomi went into the arms of Ito Cheng, grasped the clothes on the chest of Ito Cheng with both hands, and cried loudly.

Until a moment, after seeing Isayama Yomi calm down a little, Ito Cheng turned around, carried her behind her, dragged her Isayama Yomi's **** with her left hand, and pulled out the long knife with her right hand, slowly walked to the scabbard and picked it with the tip of the knife Pick up the scabbard and let it cover the long knife with gravity.

"Bah~ Ka." After a slow slide, the scabbard and the jaw collided lightly, making a soft sound.

Then Ito Cheng held a long knife, put his hands on his neck with his back, and leaned his head on his shoulders. Isayama Yomi, who was still slightly choking, left the Jianshan mansion.

"Succubus, when are you going to touch my ass." More than ten minutes later, the fully recovered Isayama Yomi satirized Ito Cheng.

"Of course it's when I don't want to touch it." Ito Cheng counterattacked without showing any weakness, and in order to increase the effect, he deliberately grasped his hand and gently pinched the hips of Isayama Yomi.

"Asshole." Feeling the weird feeling from the buttocks, Isayama Yomi immediately heard cursed, his feet were directly stuck to the waist of Ito Cheng, his left arm was tied in front of his throat, his right arm was erected to hook his left wrist, and vigorously back Tighten.

But is Ito Cheng a good match? Seeing that his palm covered by the skirt of Huang Quan's sailor suit quickly turned, raised his middle finger, and aimed at the secret well wrapped under the Isayama Yomi underwear.

In an instant, the Isayama Yomi, which was just as powerful as before, immediately turned red, his body fell backwards like an electric shock, and then his hands were supported on the ground and he kicked his body towards Ito Cheng.

At this time, the two are still on the street, and Ito Cheng is not good enough to make Isayama Yomi spring light too ~ IndoMTL.com ~ will let her legs open, let Isayama Yomi flip up and stand up again.

"You guy is really a pervert plus madman." Isayama Yomi gritted his teeth.

"Don't blame me, this is entirely your own." Ito Cheng shrugged his shoulders roguely, and chuckled lightly.

"Hum." Isayama Yomi heard the words, and grumbled with a bad look, not ignoring Ito Cheng.

"Do you still have someone to see or do? If not, we are going to leave here and go to the beach. I still have something to do there." Ito Cheng walked over to Isayama Yomi and stretched out his hand to hold Isayama Yomi out. Asked softly.

"..." Isayama Yomi heard the words first, and then murmured melancholy, "I still want to see two people, but I hope you can hide when I meet them."

"Yes." Ito Cheng knew who Isayama Yomi wanted to see, but he didn't say anything, and agreed very happily.

Then Ito Cheng reached out and stopped a car, led by Isayama Yomi, and moved towards a school.