"The Son, as I know, others say that he is useless and then rises again, but I always find it strange in this.

But what handle did the prince pinch him to make him so obedient?"

"Don't forget that you're also the prince's person now, cousin, hey, hey, hey, light..."

In the boundless carriage of spring, the man with a peach blossom face completely ignored the woman's trembling sound of dripping water, and smiled: "Of course I know, the prince is a generation of heroes, and when I was cornered, he quietly took me in."

Now that he knows that I have long been interested in you, he has specially asked me to escort you and partner with you to complete the layout of his Holy Gate.

Whether acting or not, my loyalty to the prince is unchanged, and you don't have to test me.

One handle, plus me, to control the Holy Son, is more than enough.

It's all about killing chickens with a knife. ”

In the carriage, the woman threw away the rouge gouache and red paper eyebrow pencil.

The sound of clothes and pants rubbing was much stronger.

The woman lowered her laughter, "Are you enjoying the woman who belongs to the Holy Son and is the Crown Prince now?"

The man with a peach blossom face snorted: "Ruru, everyone has their own weapon, your body is a weapon, but that's it." ”

"The Holy Son will definitely be obsessed with me, and if he knows that you have touched me, he will kill you. ”

"Hehe, then I'll let him know what crushing is. In my opinion, the Great Wei Sword King and the Holy Gate Son are all a little waste, and such a thing as reputation is the most worthless.

What if you have potential, what if you can kill Murong Tianlong?

Waste is waste, and if it doesn't grow, it's waste.

The prince uses your body to control him, not for his strength, but for his identity.

Otherwise, the prince should give you to me. ”

The voices in the carriage were getting more and more muffled, and the dog man and woman were enjoying the pleasure in time.

...

Three or two peach blossoms in spring.

Feiyan returns south.

But none of this has anything to do with Xia Ji.

The young man closed his eyes, the black and gold robe had long been burned to ashes, and in the forbidden place, the empty mysterious hall, he was tirelessly pursuing the "origin".

The luster on that mysterious stone slab is finally all gone, which means "the end".

Xia Ji opened his eyes in the dark, and the cold air around him pierced the bone marrow.

"Dao Jiu.King's Landing, this style is just a remnant move I picked out in Yunxin Pavilion, but I didn't expect it to be one of the thousands of projections of the ninth limit.

Looks like I'm really lucky.

If it weren't for this projection, I am afraid that I would not have been able to find the entrance to understand the origin.

It's a pity that this source is too profound, and I don't know if I have comprehended one in ten thousand.

After all, there's no progress bar or anything to refer to..."

Xia Ji muttered to himself, and stretched out his hand at the same time, his arm was a little sore, which was the sequelae caused by long-term inactivity.

With a stunned smile, a stream of true qi poured into his limbs from the dantian, and his qi and blood suddenly became vibrant.

The five fingers were attached to the mysterious stone slab, and he silently recited in his heart: "At this price, exchange internal strength." ”

The previous realization was a race against time, so he didn't have time to "estimate" the value of this slate.

At this moment, I saw that the slate was dim, so I came to try it.

Response: "Can be exchanged for one day, is it exchangeable?"

"Nope. ”

Xia Ji looked at the conclusion he had reached curiously.

This slate turned out to be an ordinary cargo?

It's like a sponge that has absorbed its own contents, so the sponge itself has no value.

The boy stood up, and in the darkness, although he was not clothed, he showed a certain color of the mythological era in oil paintings.

Try what you've gained over time.

Rumble!!!

True qi erupted at the same time as the thought.

Xia Ji was surrounded by an invisible aura, or sword aura.

This is hard to imagine, because true qi can usually only be infused on the surface of the body, or infused into a certain weapon to use it as a medium, and like this, the void qi is already within the scope of Xuan Qi.

"Could it be that I was promoted to Tongxuan?"

Xia Ji was a little confused.

But soon, he dismissed the idea.

It's not like he hasn't seen Xuan Qi, whether it's Sacred Heart Elder, Li Ling Master, or even Si Wuxie, he has fought against each other, and he can still distinguish Xuan Qi True Qi.

Now, this invisible aura is obviously true qi.

He closed his eyes and felt quietly.

A series of criss-crossing sword qi quietly surrounded him.

Suddenly, Xia Ji used his fingers as a knife and pointed out towards the darkness.

The quiet sword aura seemed to have found an outlet, and it gushed out wildly with his finger.

One finger, into a knife!!

The sword qi of the aura merged into one, cutting through the air, and with a sharp and piercing sound, it shot out in the dark hall, and then stopped at the ray of light at the door.

But it's not over yet.

Xia Ji felt that the condensed sword qi in this void was still there!

What he pointed out seemed to be a real knife.

The sword qi did not find a target to vent, and the fury erupted in all directions.

Bang bang bang!

The invisible knife exploded, and the sword qi shot out in all directions like fragments of the knife.

It is conceivable that if someone were near this sword qi, it would be as if they were being overwhelmed by thousands of knives, and only the skeleton would be left in an instant.

Xia Ji tried for a while, and probably understood that what he had comprehended was to be able to turn true qi into knife qi and then release it externally, and at the same time, each knife also had a special effect of "non-dodge".

He didn't know what kind of move it was, after all, he had comprehended it himself.

Thinking about this effect again, it seems to be quite like the martial arts of a certain character in a martial arts book I read in my previous life.

Xia Ji was a name invalid, so he directly changed the word and then applied it.

"From then on, this luck technique is called the innate formless body-breaking sword qi. ”

Sword Nine: King's Landing has evolved to the innate formless body-breaking sword qi, even if it is the harvest of this trip.

It's pretty cool.

Then, Xia Ji searched around in the hall of the Holy Gate, knocking on bricks and tiles, moving candlesticks, and beating down small stone ornaments and bronze ornaments that looked like mechanisms.

However, nothing happened.

The statues that had just entered were never seen again.

It's a circular temple, empty, and everything is in full view.

Xia Ji suddenly thought of something, ran to the futon, and began to dismantle the futon, after all, he still knew the story of "you can kowtow a hundred heads to knock the futon through and knock out a book of exercises".

He doesn't kowtow, he dismantles it directly.

However, a futon is a simple futon with nothing in it.

After a few more searches, nothing was found.

Maybe this secret is only known to Li Ling, right?

But Xia Ji didn't regret it, at that time, Li Ling was bound to kill.

It's over.

Only then did he feel an indescribable hunger welling up in his belly.

Push open the door of the temple, and the light shines in.

Xia Ji couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he remembered that he was naked now...

Damn, it seems that you will have to bring an extra set of clothes to practice in the future.