Donglu.
Su Ming Villa.
After Su Ming accompanied Liu Xiaodi back from the hotel, it was already lunch time.
Wang Yutong, Xu Yawen, Jia Xibei, Mai and Cuihua gathered around the dining table to eat.
"Brother Su Ming, sister Xiao Di, you are here just in time. Come and try sister Mai's cooking. It's so delicious!"
Wang Yutong saw Su Ming and Liu Xiaodi coming in and greeted them quickly.
"Yes! Come and try it, sister Mai's cooking skills are really good!"
Xu Yawen's mouth was full and he spoke vaguely.
"Yes! It's delicious!"
Jia Xibei was even more exaggerated, stuffing his mouth full, as if he would suffer if he took less than one bite.
"Master, Miss Liu, let me help you serve the rice."
Mai stood up and said.
"Just help Miss Liu, I have some things to deal with first."
After Su Ming responded, he hooked his fingers at Cuihua: "Come on, don't eat either. Come and work with me."
"Meow!"
When Cuihua saw Su Ming coming in, she jumped up as if her tail had been stepped on, her face full of dissatisfaction.
Why should I go to work while others are eating?
Besides, if you haven’t even eaten enough, how can you have the energy to work?
Really!
"Come here!"
Su Ming glared at it, patted his shoulder and said, "Your job is here, come with me to work first!"
"Meow!"
Cuihua shouted at Su Ming, then shook her head like a rattle.
"hurry up!"
Su Ming frowned and said coldly: "If you don't obey me again, I'll drink wine tonight!"
"Meow!"
Cuihua shouted in protest.
But despite its protest, it still walked towards Su Ming obediently and jumped onto his shoulder.
"Master, do you want my help?"
Jia Xibei swallowed the food in his mouth and asked Su Ming.
"No, you can eat."
Su Ming waved his hand, turned around and walked outside with Cuihua.
One person and one tiger went straight to the garden in the backyard.
With a thought, Su Ming took out the two corpses from the storage rings.
"Fuck!"
After Cuihua saw the corpses, she was surprised and said: "Boss, why are there two more corpses? Are they still those killers?"
"Um."
Su Ming nodded, and then took out the chips from the backs of the two people's heads one by one, and then told Cuihua: "Get to work."
"oh."
Cuihua responded lazily and started looking for a place to dig a hole.
This time, its movements were much slower than the previous two times. It was obvious that it was working with emotion.
Su Ming was too lazy to pay attention to it and watched silently as it buried the body before turning and leaving.
After Cuihua shook off the dirt on her body, she chased after her and jumped on Su Ming's shoulders: "Brother, can I ask you something?"
"What's up?"
Su Ming asked as he walked.
"Can you please stop mentioning the wine-making thing in the future?"
Cuihua discussed: "I feel that this incident has caused serious damage to my young mind. If it leaves any psychological shadow, I am afraid it will affect my practice."
"Pooh!"
Su Ming spat lightly: "I believe you are a ghost!"
"Brother, I am your little brother. If you don't believe me, who will you believe?"
Cuihua asked in a good voice.
"Don't be poor with me, or I'll kill you now!"
Su Ming said coldly.
"Well!"
Cuihua lay obediently on Su Ming's shoulder and stopped talking.
When the two walked to the warehouse, they heard the sound of Jia Xibei's body refining coming from inside again.
"This Jia Xibei is really working hard. He came here to practice just after eating!"
Cuihua heard the sound and let out a sigh.
"Let's go! Go in and take a look!"
Su Ming said something and walked towards the warehouse.
In the warehouse.
Jasibe was still only wearing a pair of shorts, with most of her skin exposed to the air.
Because he had just started exercising, the skin on his body was not as red as what he had seen in the morning.
But it was full of sweat, dripping down continuously, as if he had just taken a shower.
"Master!"
Jia Xibei noticed Su Ming coming in, stopped what he was doing, and showed a naive smile on his face.
"Um."
Su Ming responded, looking at Jia Xibei's innocent smile, and frowned slightly.
His apprentice has completed the skin refining process and will soon enter the bone refining stage.
However, he always felt that there was something lacking in the other person.
What's missing?
"Master, what are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"
Jia Xibei looked at Su Ming's expression and asked with confusion.
"I see!"
Su Ming suddenly spoke.
"Master, what do you know?"
Jia Xibei became even more confused.
Master, what's going on?
A sudden surprise?
What does he know?
"You lack a kind of Qi, a killing Qi!"
Su Ming said.
Although Jia Xibei had already mastered skin refining, there was no killing spirit in his body. No wonder he always seemed to be missing something.
"The aura of killing?"
Jia Xibei asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Master, what is that?"
"The aura of killing is a kind of aura. Just like some people, just by looking at them, they know that that person is not simple. This is because that person's aura is too strong."
Su Ming looked at Jia Xibei and said slowly: "And what you lack is exactly that kind of aura! That aura of decisive killing!"
"Aura...this...how do you get this?"
Jia Xibei scratched his head, feeling even more confused.
If the effort is insufficient, he can work harder and continue to work hard.
But aura is something that cannot be obtained through hard work.
He didn't know what to do now.
"If you want to have the aura of killing, the best way is to kill enemies on the battlefield. If you kill enough people, you will naturally have the aura of killing."
When Su Ming said this, he shook his head: "However, this is a peaceful era. Even if you join the army, you won't have such an opportunity. The only way now is to practice martial arts with killing aura. To change your own aura.”
"I...can't I practice?"
Jasibe asked weakly.
He chose to practice physical training just because he couldn't practice.
The method his master said may not work on him either.
"I have a set of sword skills here called "Thirteen Styles of Killing". I will pass it on to you first. You can practice according to the above moves and see if there is any effect."
After Su Ming finished speaking, he raised his finger and pointed at the center of Jia Xibei's eyebrows.
Jia Xibei felt a pain between his eyebrows, and then a large amount of information poured into his mind.
"Thirteen Styles of Killing", a very lethal sword technique.
Thirteen moves, a total of ninety-nine moves, which can hit people's vital points!
A set of sword techniques specifically designed for killing people!
Jia Xibei glanced at the moves above and couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.
It was really hard for him to imagine what kind of person could create such a violent sword technique...
