Just like a mirror being broken, starting from that point, it cracked like a spider web, and the cracks spread toward the distance——
Immediately afterwards, everything that was originally still was broken.
Everything is back to square one.
After Song Jinxi flew out, the tall and dashing woman rolled around on the ground several times with a confused look on her face.
Jiang Zicheng, who was shocked by the terrifying sword power, froze in place as he tried to save Feng Qingwu. Looking at the disappearing attack, he scratched his head for a moment, not knowing what to do.
Until——'Plop' twice.
Feng Qingwu fell to the ground in a coma, and the cub that was flying in the air seemed to be swept away by the aftermath of the power and fell unconscious with it.
Seeing this, Jiang Zicheng reacted immediately.
He quickly stepped forward to help Feng Qingwu up, then lifted the back of the cub's neck and let it lie limply on his shoulders.
"Sister? Senior sister!"
At this time, Song Jinxi finally recovered from his dazed state, patted the dust on his narrow sleeves nonchalantly, and ran forward: "Is she okay? The knife just now... forget it, as long as she is fine!"
"By the way, what's going on with this spiritual pet?"
After hearing Song Jinxi's words, Jiang Zicheng finally glanced at the cub on his shoulder: "Probably he wants to protect senior sister."
"It's a pity. I'm afraid that I was swept away by the aftermath just now and fell into a coma. I didn't expect that Xiaobai would be so loyal to protect the Lord. No matter how weak he is, he would still risk his life to step forward..."
Speaking of this, Jiang Zicheng couldn't help but feel a little more moved.
Weak and loyal to protect the master, Mu Jiuke is in a coma:...
But when Song Jinxi heard this, he couldn't help but nodded: "You are indeed right. This time it is my problem, and I will be responsible. Take them back to Huacheng first, and I will be responsible for the treatment."
"It's just... we still have to try our best to hide it from others and don't let others find out that our Holy Sword Sect is involved with you. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the fake spiritual heart will be exposed in the future and our relationship will be implicated."
"I have also taken care of the Han family in Gongcheng. No one who talks too much can return to Gongcheng alive!"
At this point, Song Jinxi's words contained murderous intent.
For a moment, Jiang Zicheng couldn't help but look sideways.
This woman... is so murderous!
It has to be a senior sister.
…
Until the next morning, the golden sunshine covered Huacheng.
The monks living in Huacheng finally became active again - after all, the movement last night was too great.
Not only the thunder that penetrated the heaven and earth, but also the sword light that cut off the heaven and earth.
The killing intent that permeated the surroundings was even more shocking.
At this moment, there was an inconspicuous little bungalow.
When Feng Qingwu woke up leisurely, she saw Song Jinxi cleaning a knife at the side: "I, where am I?"
"It's still Huacheng, I brought you back."
Song Jinxi glanced at her, was silent for a moment, and said, "I can't control that knife well, and I don't know the specific situation."
"Could this be some method left behind by your master?"
Qingheng Sword Lord?
Hearing this, Feng Qingwu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, and the sarcasm flashed through his eyes, which was particularly dazzling, but it was restrained extremely well.
Her "good master" could only think of Yue Ming's poems.
He would only eagerly arrange these self-defense methods for Yue Mingshi.
As for her?
That is absolutely impossible!
But when she thought of this, Feng Qingwu came back to her senses. She could still clearly remember that the momentum of Song Jinxi's sword attack would definitely be unstoppable with her current Qi training period.
It's just...how did it happen?
Feng Qingwu wanted to think about it, but she felt her head hurt. She raised her hand and pressed her temples: "Sorry, I don't know."
"……fine."
Song Jinxi paused and put away his long knife.
Then she apologized seriously: "Feng Qingwu, this time it's my problem. I just entered the second level of the sword, and my control of power is not very good. I didn't expect that I broke through the blockade of spiritual power."
"The sword intention is infused with the spiritual power of the golden elixir stage. This violates what I said at the beginning, so in conjunction with the previous favor, I can do two things for you. This is my compensation."
"Besides, no matter what..."
Song Jinxi sighed: "You won the competition last night."
She seemed to be regretting her failure, and also seemed to be celebrating Feng Qingwu's victory, which gave her a goal to pursue.
After hearing this, Feng Qingwu looked at her with a half-smile.
After a while, Feng Qingwu said softly: "If you didn't think I won last night, you would have chosen to take advantage of others."
"After all, the way of the sword and the way of the sword have something in common."
"..."
Song Jinxi did not answer, but it was considered acquiescence.
She stood up and said, "You should have a good rest first, Feng Qingwu. I will wait until you come back from practicing again. Then I will still challenge you."
Until Song Jinxi was about to leave——
"Wait, there's something I need from you."
"What two conditions should be used?"
"no."
Hearing this, Song Jinxi turned around and raised his eyebrows: "What?"
On the bed, a girl with a somewhat pale complexion was dressed in a green Taoist robe. Her brows and eyes were warm, like a pool of spring water. When she didn't hold a sword, she was always so weak and reserved.
And Feng Qingwu had a smile in his eyes: "This is mutual benefit."
"Song Jinxi, do you want an opportunity?"
Hearing this, Song Jinxi, who was standing at the door, looked over deeply. After a brief silence, she closed the door again.
At the same time, outside the gate of the small bungalow.
Jiang Zicheng, who had changed into a blue slim-fitting robe, was squatting at the door, holding his face with one hand and idly holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth.
——Like an abandoned orphan.
He glanced resentfully and sadly at the cub beside him, who was sunbathing carelessly at the moment, and muttered: "Alas..."
"Why did I get together with you, Xiaobai?"
On the side, Mu Jiuke tilted his head and rolled his eyes.
"Do you think it's rare for me to get together with you?"
"You keep getting close to that stupid woman every day. Who knows what you have in mind? If you kill her, don't you want to harm me?"
Jiang Zicheng, once again despised by the cub, sighed again.
He held his face with one hand and drew circles on the ground with the other, lamenting: "Xiao Bai, I suspect that the chief of the Holy Sword Sect came to take my position just because he wanted to challenge the senior sister and become her opponent!"
"No matter how you think about it, it's not right to challenge the Qi training period in the golden elixir period. Now I'm taking the opportunity to guard the senior sister. I think there is no difference between her and me!"
"We all respect senior sister, why are we being so mean-spirited!"
The more Jiang Zicheng talked, the more he felt it made sense, and he sighed again, as if he had discovered that his idol had been deceived by an illegitimate fan: "The world is really declining, people's hearts are not ancient, it's so vicious..."
Mu Jiuke: ...I think you have some kind of serious illness.
