final catastrophe

Chapter 77 25. Honored Guest (Thanks to Xuan Yexun for being my elder;))
Inside the Wuxie Sword Club.

Lin Juewu had already made a choice, a choice that made Xia Ji feel a little irritated.

"The apprentice is willing to follow the master and inherit the master's saber technique."

Lin Juewu has already raised his head, his pupils are bright, facing the young man silently.

Do you want to die?

Xia Ji looks a little cold
But thinking about it from another angle, it's really interesting, everything is possible, this is what makes ants interesting.

Xia Ji said lightly: "Yes. From now on, draw your sword [-] times a day, and then practice enlightenment. If there is a flaw in your heart, you can adjust it yourself, otherwise the wrong mind in the next stage will distort your sword technique. .”

"Don't worry about the affairs of the Wuxie Sword Club. I will ask Ning Zhongque to recruit apprentices and shine on the Wuxie Sword Club."

Lin Juewu was taken aback: "But Junior Sister Zhongque's evil sword technique is the worst among us."

Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped.

Xia Ji said: "The knife is an ominous thing, and the evil sword technique is actually just a way to kill people. To teach the disciples, it is only necessary to give them the Dongtian knife technique that can strengthen their bodies and save their lives in troubled times."

"The Dao Club taught them not to hope that they would become stronger, become able to defeat and kill others, do you understand? Absolutely nothing?"

Lin Juewu lowered his head in shame, and said, "Master, I have a high opinion."

"Go to the west of the lake and draw the sword." Xia Ji suppressed his irritability and said, this time he made a lot of preparations, but he didn't introduce the real evil sword technique. It's really interesting.

"Is it [-] times today?"

"Yes."

After dismissing the disciple who didn't play cards according to the routine, Xia Ji returned to the backyard. The cheap sister was bathing in the bright light, holding a white porcelain cup in both hands, steaming, turning into mist and escaping from her face.

She lowered her head and blew on the hot air, then tentatively took a small sip, then stuck out her tongue and frowned slightly, obviously being burned.

"How is my sister recovering? Will it affect reproduction?" Xia Ji thought for a while and asked the question he was most concerned about.

Suddenly, he saw a hidden weapon in the distance, no, it was a bright weapon, carrying billowing heat, splashing a line of water, and rushing towards him rapidly.

He tilted his head slightly, kept his body still, and let the white porcelain cup fly by.

There was a cracking sound from behind.

Why are you angry again?

reproduce?What a great and sacred topic, why does this cheap sister get angry just once when it is mentioned?
I really don't understand. I don't understand.

"You like children so much, go give birth to one yourself! What do you always expect me to do?" After Xia Tian finished speaking, she turned her head away, looking very angry.

"Reproduction can't be done alone." Xia Ji sighed and said frankly.

"Then find a beautiful girl who likes you, and marry her." Xia Tian stopped talking suddenly, bit her lips, her bright eyes twinkled like stars, with an unknown luster in them.

"I won't talk to you anymore" seemed to be aware of the embarrassment, she hurriedly turned around, pushed open the door, hurried in, then closed the door tightly, leaning her back against the door, looking up at a blank roof, her heart trembling slightly, like the most sensitive person in the night The long leaves are stained with dew, the dew is condensed, and it is about to fall.

I have no strength, my body is declining
There is no way to take care of you for the rest of your life.

small pole.

Xia Tian sighed softly.

But I don't blame you, I don't blame you for breaking my fierce sword.

I blame the world!If it weren't for this world to bewitch you and deceive you, how could you raise your knife at me?

If, if one day, I can regain this power, I will definitely turn this land into a forbidden place for the living and a paradise for the dead!

Xia Ji helplessly watched the cheap sister enter the house, but did not chase after her. He went to the kitchen to look at Xiao Xianger's nourishing recipes, found Ning Zhongque, and handed more than 1000 letters to the dignified and delicate girl. Tell her that Lin Juewu will practice in seclusion for a long time in the future, and the burden of recruiting disciples from Wuxie Sword Club will be on her.

Ning Zhongque was originally a member of the "Extreme Group", so he was convinced by Xia Ji's words, so he directly agreed.

After doing all this, Xia Ji turned his head and looked in the direction of the west gate, showing a puzzled look. He had this kind of doubt just now, and it seemed that someone was looking for him.

And the wilderness outside the west city is where the abandoned cemetery is where people and ghosts avoid.

After thinking for a while, he wrapped himself in a cloak and quietly rode out of the city. Outside the city, he put on a mask casually, and his figure changed again, turning into a slightly fat middle-aged man.

Before coming to the wild forest, he tied the gray horse outside the forest, then his figure flickered, and he hurried towards the cemetery.

There was no obstacle along the way.

Immediately, he arrived in front of the large cemetery. The annual ring letter on the "Yongning Mansion Qiu Gong's Tomb" in the center of the cemetery had long since disappeared, and there was a strange atmosphere around it.

It seems that there is something hidden behind every tombstone, and it will crawl out the next moment.

Xia Ji passed his hands slightly between his eyes, the golden light in his pupils spread out like ripples, and immediately he saw the "bride in red" and the one in front of her again.
It seems to be a giant wrapped in a white sheet, only revealing a pale mask-like stiff face. In his left hand, he holds an extremely long bloody giant axe, and in his right hand is a rusty iron hook.

"Who are you?" The bride in red asked.

As soon as she finished speaking, the giant stopped her, "Shut up, Tu Ling."

His voice was noisy and piercing, mixed with inexplicable noises, which made people's heads buzz just by listening to it, as if thousands of tiny tapeworms were drilled into their minds, stirring, swimming, crawling, and then trying to drill into it. The eardrums were broken and the eyedrums protruded.

The bride in red immediately shut up and stood behind with her head bowed.

"Honorable guest in red, I apologize to you for Tu Ling's rudeness. You are the most honored member of our Jing Jing Zhai." The pale-faced giant appeared in front of Xia Ji at some point.

Then he handed over a roll of parchment and said, "This is for you."

Xia Ji took it casually: "The shape of the brochure is also innovative. I remember it used to be made of young human skin, compact and durable, but now it is replaced with an animal?"

His voice was a little mocking: "Is it a lack of resources?"

The giant's pale face became more and more menacing, and he buzzed: "This roll is only for common goods, I have three more rolls, which one would you like for the distinguished guest in red?"

"White skin? Yellow skin? Black skin?" Xia Ji said, "Is it still classified like this?"

After all, he looked at his complexion and said, "I want a yellow roll."

The giant stopped talking, and handed out another pale yellow scroll with a little blood-red scroll inside, and the knots were two frozen terrified eyes.

Xia Ji was very satisfied, "Old rules, pay in a dream. If you want to customize, you can also do it in your dream, right?"

The pale giant buzzed: "Yes, the old rules will not change."

(End of this chapter)