Chapter 9 Practice Room Residence?

"Three rooms?" He Xi couldn't help but ask when He Xi followed Jun Mo into the huge practice room in the southernmost part of Shadow Mist City. Bright orbs of magic floated at the top of the tall room at intervals, bathing the room in a soft glow. There were only three doors in this practice room, one was the one they came in, and the other two were on either side of the room.

"There was only one room. Jun Mo said lightly.

"But even if we remove the door we came in, there are two other doors, and with such a large practice room, it is impossible to have only one room. He Xi looked at the huge practice room and was a little puzzled.

"Well, the south door leads to my room, and I guess you don't want to run there when you're lazy, and the other door leads to the point of battle, and only opens when there's a war. If you succeed in your studies, then I will definitely take you with me. However, I am afraid that it will be a long time to wait for that day. So, until then, that's your home. Jun Mo pointed to a corner of the practice room and said.

"Training is training, but how can it be considered a room? I just sleep and rest there?" He Xi's eyes narrowed into a line, and he looked at the so-called home with a red and purple light...

"Now it's a room, I hope you can get used to it, um~ If you can't get used to it, you have to get used to it, because you don't have a choice! I'm sleepy, so I'll do this today, rest early. Jun Mo said casually, and then walked towards the south door.

He Xi's feet were weak, he sat on the edge of the wall, holding on to the wall with one hand and scratching his head with the other, "Who am I...... Where am I...... Why am I here?"

When he heard the sound of Jun Mo's room door mercilessly closing, He Xi reluctantly accepted the reality, and then slowly walked to the corner that Jun Mo was pointing to. There are not many things, and in this room that is not a room, He Xi is too lazy to take out all the things he brought, because there is really no place to put them, so he can't throw them around. After a day of tossing, He Xi fell asleep soon after lying down.

"I seem to be disgusted with your room last night, why, I don't want to wake up until now?" Jun Mo casually leaned against the wall a few meters away from He Xi and deliberately raised his voice.

After hearing Jun Mo's voice, He Xi struggled several times before he opened his eyes, but before he could react otherwise, Jun Mo directly grabbed it with one palm.

He Xi turned over and tried to prop himself up with his elbows, but his head suddenly left the ground, and in an instant, the surroundings spun around. Junmo grabbed him by the leg and led him up.

"Are you mistaken, I'm also the Demon Prince of Shadow Mist City!" He Xi roared upside down in Jun Mo's hands.

Jun Mo's hand clenched again, and He Xi could clearly feel the power of the former's palm on his calf, and wanted to work hard to do something. "Do you still want to continue sleeping?" Jun Mo asked coldly.

"I'll go wash up right away. He Xi wisely compromised.

Ten minutes later, Jun Mo took He Xi to a long and thick black curtain, and then pulled it violently, and after the curtain fell, it revealed the most amazing weapon display He Xi had ever seen, all kinds of weapons and hidden weapons, many weapons that He Xi had never thought of were displayed on the exquisite weapon rack. "In the future, you may feel very happy about your time here, take the time to feel it, see which weapon is more comfortable, and pick the one you like. After we train, you'll treat each weapon as your most trusted partner. Jun Mo said quietly, ignoring He Xi, who was shocked at this time.

He Xi's eyes widened, carefully looking at every weapon in front of him, he lived until now, the biggest enemy was boredom and boredom, but now it seems that He Xi has found a way to fight these two strong enemies.

Jun Mo walked to his room, feeling that he should be given some time to choose his first weapon, but when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and looked back at the young He Xi. At this time, He Xi was slowly wielding a long and heavy halberd, which was almost more than twice his height. Although He Xi spent all his strength trying to control the weapon, the inertia still made his thin body fall to the ground unstoppable.

Jun Mo didn't hold back, he laughed directly, he imagined in his heart that He Xi stabbed the sword into the heart of another creature with a smile, which is also something that the demon people have always been accustomed to. However, at this moment, Jun Mo took his eyes off He Xi, who was carefully selecting weapons, and quietly walked into the room and lay down on the bed, locking the door.

"Demons, are they really made to kill?" he asked himself in the room. "Do all the demon children have a simple, innocent, and unpolluted smile like him? Is it because we are all demons, having such a smile will make it impossible for us to survive in this cruel world?"

Jun Mo covered his eyes with his arms, thinking about many questions. After a while, he fell into a deep sleep. But this did not give much comfort to Jun Mo's tired body and mind. A familiar dream reappeared, a clear image that had been repeated in his mind for thousands of days and nights.

Jun Mo heard the innocent people of Ghost Tiger City begging for mercy and wailing again, and the elite of Shadow Mist City that he had trained with one hand was waving his blade at those unarmed children of Ghost Tiger City, right next to the corpses of those children, followed by his brother who had been born and died for many years, Nangong, his corpse remained on one knee and died without looking away.

Just as he was trying to help Nangong up, the latter stretched out his hands and grabbed his neck, and Qiqi kept shouting at Jun Mo with blood: "Is this the result you want? I'm not reconciled, why did I !! the one who died?"

"Nangong !!" Jun Mo jumped up from the bed, a dignified Shadow Mist City Demon General, with tears in the corners of his eyes, wiped the sweat on his face, Jun Mo suddenly said to himself calmly, "No, I can definitely do something, I can change something!"

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