final catastrophe

Chapter 276 99. Draw the knife an inch

Flowers drift by themselves, water flows by itself, flowing water is ruthless, but people are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless?

Xia Ji sat on the ground in the daytime, dressed in white clothes as bright as the moon in the night, what he saw was the fiery red figure coming from afar, floating in front of him like a sunset glow from the sky.

The head teacher of Wudang was a little dazed, but his eyes did not fall on the maid in front of the door.

Although she is dressed very beautifully today, very colorful, very delicate, very lovable.

But
There are thousands of red clothes in the world, but the head of Wudang has only one wife.

"Sir, please have dinner."

The maid's voice brought him back from his memory.

The teacher in white raised his head and said softly, "Help me get a jug of wine."

The voice is calm, like the surface of the sea hiding thousands of undercurrents and waves.

"Yes." Xiaoying replied in a low voice, then turned around brilliantly, the long skirt whirled around, trembling and swaying in the air like that fiery red flower.

No matter what others taught her or herself, she hoped to say goodbye to this young master. Now that she went to the Hehuan Sect of the Demon Sect, although Xiaoying didn't understand the affairs of Jianghu, she also faintly felt that her destiny would change completely.

But how?

In troubled times, under the imperial power, what can a young girl do to resist?

It's good enough to survive.

Although this son is actually the best choice, but he doesn't like himself, what can he do?

Soon, she brought the wine.

The teacher in white picked it up gently, with a look of memory in his eyes.

The one who pretended to be crazy while being drunk, kissed his lips like a dragonfly on the battlefield.

Thinking about it, he didn't pour into the wine glass, and rudely took the pot of cows to drink. The wildness and peace in peace were nothing like that, so that the maid almost suspected that she was not seeing the same person.

He was obviously just drinking wine, but the maid in red felt that he was using years as a jug and loneliness as wine, and when he fell into sorrow, he just turned into a pile of cold snow and then froze himself, so that he was cold and gentle.

The most polite, but also the hardest to approach.

"My lord, I'm leaving. There will be a new sister to serve you in the afternoon." Xiaoying waited for him to finish eating and drinking, then said simple words, intending to say goodbye.

However, she suddenly didn't want to tell her whereabouts.

Although the adult had already thought up the lines for her, the words Momen and Hehuanzong must be included in it.

But this little maid felt that what could she do if she told the handsome young man in front of her the whereabouts of such a shameful person?What can be changed?
It was just in vain that made him look down on himself.

So, she decided on her own, kept silent and didn't say much, just said goodbye quietly.

Xia Ji nodded: "Understood, you have worked hard during this time."

Xiaoying bowed slightly, saluted and said goodbye.

Dragging the bright red fairy dress and walking to the door, she slowed down her pace.

She clearly knows that everything is impossible, but she still has expectations, and she doesn't know what to expect
Just as she was about to leave, the son's voice came from behind her.

She turned around immediately in surprise.

Xia Ji said indifferently: "Tell them, the maids below don't wear fairy skirts anymore."

Xiaoying froze for a moment, her smile withering slowly, she bit her lip, and squeezed out a "yes" as smoothly as possible.

She drifted away like a red cloud.

Xia Ji watched her leave quietly, his pupils were dark and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Noon
The new maid named Cuiyu, wearing a goose-yellow dress, looks ordinary, expressionless, just holding a "businesslike" attitude.

There is a difference when there is a comparison.

Only when there is a gap, will you feel that she is different, and then you will start to miss her.

Needless to say, this is also the method of Yun Mo, the deputy leader of the dragon patrol team.

When it comes to playing tricks on people's hearts, he is indeed extraordinary, and the details are even more skillful.

It's just that he didn't guess that the little maid hadn't told the legend about "Acacia Sect", otherwise he would have thrown the maid named Xiaoying into his Ten Thousand Snake Cave as a meal for the snakes. After dessert.

Cuiyu served the food indifferently, and placed it in front of Xia Ji.

While the young man in white was eating, Cuiyu followed the lines given by the adult, and suddenly said: "Young master is so ruthless."

"Ruthless?" Xia Ji was taken aback, and he stopped eating.

Cuiyu said: "Xiaoying has been serving the young master for a few days anyway, but the young master is not interested. The adults thought that she was not serving well, so they assigned her to the Acacia sect of the Demon Sect."

Xia Ji showed a look of astonishment, but immediately calmed down, he closed his eyes slightly, and then said lightly: "Got it."

After he finished speaking, his mind remained undisturbed, his spirit remained unchanged, and he finished the meal with concentration, just like a Zen master who has fully understood.

"Go down."

Cuiyu cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and answered "Yes", but she had disdain for this handsome young man in her heart, it was too heartless, after all, Xiaoying once served him, and now she is sent to the Hehuan Sect, how can she do anything Good end?

He didn't even care about it, as if nothing happened.

At least ask a few polite questions, right?

What a heartless person.

She thought so in her heart.

Lobby.

Xia Ji didn't stand up either, but slowly held the knife with his right hand towards the horizontal knife on his lap. The handle of the knife was slender, as slender as a beauty's long legs, and could be held up and down with both hands.

But the blade is hidden in an ordinary wooden sheath, calming down, and eclipsing.

"I owe you too much. Although I know that this is just a common name and has nothing to do with you, but I"

A long sigh.

"But I... still can't let go."

The hand of the white-robed teacher had grasped the handle of the knife at some point.

He sighed, but the aura of his body began to climb gradually, getting higher and higher, just like the flying bird that soared into the sky "if it doesn't sing, it will be a blockbuster", heading straight for the thousands of miles above the ancient tree.

At first, it was only the maid in the courtyard who was terrified. She couldn't help looking sideways at the courtyard, and her heart throbbed more and more deeply. It seemed that the person sitting in the courtyard was not a ruthless young man, but a god who needed her to kowtow to the ground. Buddha.

An empty hall.

"Even if everything is empty, even if everything follows the wind, it is my delusion to move lightly, but if you know it publicly, you must be able to show a smile, right?"

Say it.

The terrifying and compressed momentum seemed to break free from some shackles. With the Wudang foothold area as the center, there was a "bang" sound of thunder, like a raging wave, sweeping towards the surrounding area for one, three, seven, twenty miles!
Roaring and slapping towards the streets and alleys of the imperial capital!
Xia Ji opened his eyes, his black hair, neither long nor short, was windless, but slightly automatic.

With the sword pulled out an inch, there will be snow piled up on the sky and the earth, with a cold light on the face, awe-inspiring and cold!

At the same time, the swordsmen all over the city of Tianque Emperor suddenly began to scream and hiss.

Jingle Bell!
Jingle Bell!
Jingle, Jingle, Jingle!
It's like countless people are shaking the bell quickly and quickly, so that no matter where they are in the sky, the sound can be heard.

Terrified!

worship!

excited!

Countless people in the martial arts world, no matter whether they are scattered people on the street or in restaurants who came to watch the banquet, small sects, or the major sects who have already settled in the righteous and evil areas, and the major sects in the hidden world, all looked at him The weapons that depend on life and death are making long sounds and trembling crazily.

"What is this?? My weapon, why is it beating by itself?" The scattered people who didn't know why looked at their waists in surprise.

"Yeah, what's going on here?"

"My sword, is it trembling? I can't even hold it!"

However, when Zhengdao came to the banquet, Zhao Zilong, who was still outside the gate of the sharp gun hall, had a serious face. He also felt the trembling of the spear in his hand, and looked up at the gate. For a moment, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Before being defeated by the eldest lady, he suffered a lot, and changed his previous "humble appearance, but arrogant heart", and practiced spear skills hard, and now he has truly achieved great success, and even the Master Tong Spear King can no longer compete with him. fight.

At this time, he and his friend Laojun, Jun Mowang stopped in front of the city gate, stopped their horseshoes, and the hundreds of elite spearmen behind them also stopped.

"Lao Jun, did you see it? Did you feel it? This is the emperor among us warriors, he is provoking the imperial power of the world!" Zhao Zilong smiled on his stern face, melting like ice.

"That's right, who else is there in the world besides him?" Jun Mowang's cynical smile also subsided.

Even after several years have passed, you have never used a knife.

But once it appears, who in the world does not know the king? !
There are more than tens of millions of warriors in the world, a long history, and many heroes, but there has never been, and there will be no one like you in the world.

"Enter the city!" Zhao Zilong only felt that he was full of fighting spirit, and his whole body seemed to be oppressed by the aura like God's will, so he resisted on his own. With the galloping of his white horse, his aura gradually increased.

In a few breaths, it turned into a silver wind dragon stretching across the sky, roaring lowly towards the imperial capital Tianque.

Tianque is hundreds of miles away.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the woman wearing a platinum robe and the mask of the Queen Mother of the West watched the sound of thousands of soldiers coming from Que Huangdu that day, without sadness or joy, but her clenched fist betrayed her true inner thoughts.

"Is this the number one legend of the new era?" She couldn't help but murmured.

And at some point behind her, there was the sound of the wheels turning, and then a slightly playful voice, "Maybe you can become one of us? After all, there is an opportunity."

the other side.

Wearing the mask of King Qin Guang, the man in the dark golden robe was standing by the stream, feeling the heavenly aura of Tian Que, he was silent for a long time, but he didn't say a word.

Suddenly, he turned his head and asked Granny Meng who did not know when she appeared: "Is he really not yet thirty?"

Po Meng nodded silently.

King Qin Guang sighed, "I'm not as good as him."

Meng Po said: "There is no need to laugh at yourself. There is probably only one man like him in an era. Compared with this, our subsequent actions are more important. The fate of Emperor Fengdu and me after that are all tied to this trip to Tianque." gone."

　Thank you for the rewards of tears floating in the sea!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)