The meaning of the nine old words, Song Yixue understood.

Lao Jitou said to him before, saying that he has quick wit, good at change, and has a lot of flowers, but his mind is not strong, he likes to take tricks when encountering difficulties, and he is less ruthless and not direct enough.

The exhortation in the Nine Elders' words just now is very clear and easy to say, but if you want to do it yourself, it is not easy to talk about.

Throughout the ages, how many people can go from beginning to end?

There are all living beings in the world, hundreds of millions of people in Chongqing and Shuzhou, and there is only one person, Niu Qianzhu, even the ninth elder he can't do it himself, and Song Yixue doesn't dare to ask for extravagance.

In comparison, Song Yixue felt that Ke Jiajia seemed to be doing a good job in this regard, at least with a firm goal.

Ke Jiajia insisted on leaving, with a resolute attitude, and Song Yixue knew that there was no way for her to turn back now.

So from the moment he came out of the administration building, he was thinking about how to help Ke Jiajia live in the Black Butler Group in the future.

Song Yixue never thought that Ke Jiajia would fail in the test, that girl's willpower is amazing, far from being comparable to himself.

Now that she has no relatives, she has less to worry about, and she is no longer restrained in doing things, and Ge Yuning also said that she thinks that Ke Jiajia is excellent in all aspects, and there will be no problem in passing the test.

Song Yixue was really afraid, afraid that Ke Jiajia would become one of those emotionless and cold killing machines after joining the Black Butler Group.

In order to train a high-intensity combat team, a major force will specifically look for a lot of orphans who have no relatives and no reason, and then go through devilish training for them, interspersed with some brainwashing techniques in ultra-high-intensity repetitive training, and wear out their feelings little by little, so that those children become pure weapons.

So Song Yixue went to Lao Jitou, hoping to get more news about the Black Butler Group from there, but Lao Jitou still seemed to have some concerns and didn't tell him too many details.

The experience of the past few days made Song Yixue deeply feel his powerlessness, Xie Kaiyang wanted to arrest him, he could only ask Lao Jitou for help, he wanted to stop Ke Jiajia from signing, but Ge Yuning made him unable to move silently, in this case, his twists and turns became meaningless.

"Ninth Elder, can you tell me about the Black Butler Group?" Song Yixue suddenly spoke, looking a little stiff.

Jiu Lao put down his wine glass and smiled slightly: "Why don't you go and see for yourself?"

"I ......"

Song Yixue's eyes lit up, and then he sank again, speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

Jiu Lao picked up a piece of dried tofu from the plate in front of Song Yixue and put it in his mouth, chewing it tastefully, "Don't think about some things too complicated, the reason why the old man came back to this restaurant is that the dried tofu here tastes better than other places, do things, since there is a reason, then do it, back then we all wanted to know how powerful that guy on Gongga Mountain was, so he Niu Lao'er went all the way up the mountain, no, he completely figured it out, but I pondered for twenty years but I still wasn't sure." ”

"But I never thought I'd join the Black Butlers. Song Yixue said his thoughts truthfully.

"If that's the case, then don't you know what the difference is for you?"

Song Yixue fell into deep thought, from the first time he saw those guys in black with hidden faces, he seemed to be interested in them, and then Ke Jiajia told him about her brother, and since then, he seems to have been listening to the black butler group intentionally or unintentionally.

But this creates a contradiction, since he has already defined the black butler as an emotionless killing machine, then why do he still try to understand them? Is it trying to use facts to deny his own opinion?

Doesn't this mean that he wants to prove that the Black Butlers are not as dark as he imagined.

What if it is confirmed?

Song Yixue found that he never seemed to have thought about this problem.

Is it for peace of mind, or is it yearning?

He was unwilling to learn swords from Niu Qianzhu, and he was unwilling to fight with demons like those field soldiers, he seemed to just want to be promoted to an official and make a fortune in the internal service position of the unit.

But when he saw the sixteen coffins at the door of the Foreign Affairs Office, he still felt uncomfortable, and when he saw Xie Kaiyang at the gate of the park and rushed to support after learning that some team members were injured, he still had the urge to follow in, and when he heard Jiu Lao talk about Niu Qianzhu's deeds on the snow mountain, he still couldn't help but be fascinated.

Is it unwilling? or ...... Think you can't?

Why not?

People have to be straight to see far.

At this moment, Song Yixue realized that he was really too bent.

Just like what the Ninth Elder just said, since you have a reason, you have to do it.

When the lunch time in the unit was almost over, Song Yixue got up and confessed to the nine elders, and then left in a hurry and went straight to the administrative office.

Seeing Song Yixue leaving in a hurry, the ninth elder couldn't help but smile slightly, and slowly poured himself a glass of plum wine, with a smug look on the old man's face.

"Finally fooled this doll in, it's not easy, it's not easy, it's not easy, you should drink a cup. ”

Jiu Lao turned around, facing the northwest direction, and said leisurely: "Niu Lao'er, the apprentice you can't accept is still handled by me Zhang Jiuling, do you say that I am better than you!"

The cyan wooden box on the side suddenly began to vibrate violently, and there was a clear sword sound, and then it actually floated, as if it was about to go northwest.

"Noise. ”

The Nine Elders slapped the wooden box and slapped it back in place.

The wooden box continued to vibrate a few times, then stopped moving.

The Ninth Elder looked into the northwest distance, his face was slightly moved, and then he stood up, toasted a glass of wine to the northwest, and said unwillingly: "It seems that you are still more powerful." ”

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Located in the northwest plateau of Shuzhou, Gongga Mountain spans two cities, the mountain range stretches for hundreds of miles, among which the highest snow peak is more than 6,000 meters above sea level, the mountain is steep, towering into the clouds, and the snow does not melt all year round.

On the west side of the snowy peak, under the cover of heavy snow and clouds, there is also a crystal clear snow palace, which shines in the sunlight and looks holy and extraordinary.

However, at this moment, the big snow peak looks a little embarrassed, and the top of the mountain peak is full of narrow grooves, and there are huge deep pits all over the place.

Under the cliff, there was a fierce collision.

Suddenly, the sword groaned, and a white light once again streaked through the clouds, flashing between the snowy peaks.

After a while, the top of the mountain, which was more than 200 meters high, actually cracked horizontally, and then slid down, leaving a smooth and flat oblique section.

The disconnected summit fell under the cliff, crushing more than half of the snow palace below.

A hearty laugh echoed through the cliffs.

A one-armed sword fairy with crane hair and a childish face descended the mountain.

…………

In the dilapidated snow palace, a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament is meticulously picking up the objects in the room that have been shaken.

Behind him, a burly man in a cotton robe knelt respectfully, bowing his head and pressing his body tightly to the ground.

If someone from the monitoring center of the Shuzhou Demon Spirit Bureau is here, he will definitely be able to recognize that this burly man kneeling on the ground is the majestic Snow Leopard Demon King who was in the stronghold of No. 06012 that night.

Scarlet blood continued to leach out of the Snow Leopard King's cotton robes, staining the floor red, which was particularly eye-catching in this snow-white palace.

Even so, the Snow Leopard King still knelt quietly, not daring to move in the slightest.

The elegant man straightened the last chair that had fallen to the ground, and then turned around.

He sat on a chair, cleaned up the ice slag from the cracks on his clothes, and then said lightly to the Snow Leopard King, "Get up." ”

"Wang ......"

The Snow Leopard King slowly got up, raised his head, shouted at the elegant man, and then lowered his head deeply.

"It is said that you are now known as the Snow Leopard King in the human archives. ”

The elegant man's voice sounded, and the voice was warm and peaceful, like a breeze in the sun in late spring, refreshing people's hearts.

"Don't dare. "The Snow Leopard King's head bowed even deeper.

The elegant man looked at the broken mountain peak in the distance through the broken roof, and said lightly: "I know what you think, but do you know why only you snow leopard came down the mountain, but the silver wolf and lynx did not move?"

The Snow Leopard King shook his head slightly, not daring to make a sound.

The elegant man frowned slightly, and said: "Because you don't know the current affairs, you are too naïve to think about it, now that we are embattled and in danger in Gongga Mountain, do you think that taking the initiative to attack can break this crisis?"

The Snow Leopard King's expression struggled, but he finally raised his head and said in a mournful voice: "King, is it difficult for us to sit still like this?"

The elegant man stood up from the chair and said helplessly: "Huang Chao, Song Jiang and the like, all you want is my flesh and blood, you can naturally be safe, but if you provoke the human race at this time, this is to put my three thousand fellow clans in Gongga Mountain to death." ”

The snow leopard king, a dignified man, actually cried, ignoring the blood gushing out of the torn wound, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said: "If the king is safe, the snow leopard will be fine, and if the king is unexpected, the snow leopard will never survive." ”

The elegant man waved his hand and said indifferently: "Go back, take care of your injuries first." ”

The Snow Leopard King left the Snow Palace crying, crying deeply and sadly, while crying, he also scolded the silver wolf and the lynx, the two demon kings recorded in the archives of the Demon Spirit Bureau, for being ungrateful and shameless.

The elegant man also walked outside the snow palace.

He looked up at the half-collapsed palace, and at the bare patch on the top of the snowy peak.

After a long time, he shook his head.

With a wave of his hand, the shattered pieces of ice floated and then regrouped.

The collapsed snow palace began to slowly recover.