Xia Ji Pang was shocked by the battle, and the ending was dramatic and reversed, shocking the Holy Gate, and then he killed Lu Changke vigorously and resolutely, and had a hand with the Elder of the Sacred Heart, which made him regain his prestige in the Holy Gate and win awe.

But that's not enough!

He needs a bigger victory to prove himself, to let the entire Great Wei Jianghu see that the Holy Son is still the same Holy Son as before, and all this is not a rumor that "the Holy Gate is buying time to arrange a new Holy Son", but can be walked out.

Dayan, Shadow School Palace, and Murong Cha are well-known violent women.

He doesn't have any hobbies in his life, he loves to practice martial arts and kill people.

Legend has it that she even likes to bathe in human blood.

It's just puzzling that she has obviously reached the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm, and she is in front of the threshold of cutting love silk, but she hasn't seen where her lust is venting for a long time.

It's just that her knife is getting faster and faster, and the knife technique she uses to lay the foundation is now practiced to wield it casually, the knife swims in the body of the cow, and the cow is still grazing happily after being dismembered.

What's more, this is just a basic knife technique, and when she replaced it with her own Miao knife, it was even more terrifying.

There are even many people whose internal strength far exceeds her, who were easily killed by her.

Without him, it's too fast.

A knife cut in, it is to break the air, break the armor, break the defense, and directly cut the person in half.

The momentum is too fierce.

When fighting, she likes to wear a crystal necklace around her neck, and the crystals are sealed with eyeballs one by one.

Every eyeball is a strong enemy she has killed, and she is a master who has a story in the rivers and lakes.

Murong tea.

She is a woman who can skip the challenge.

Unless the possessed true qi in your body can be practiced everywhere to resist her sword, and unless you can keep up with her speed, Murong Cha is the most formidable enemy.

The Holy Son of the year, and the woman of this Great Yan Shadow School Palace can be described as the same way, both of them are fast, demons.

Lakeside, under the willows.

The golden sun slanted through the gaps in the trees.

Falling on a dossier, mottled and shaking.

Xia Ji looked at the information of this future opponent.

True or not, he doesn't have much choice now, and this battle is a must.

It doesn't matter if the other party is male or female.

He had to kill.

Only by killing him, his position in this Great Wei can the position of the Holy Gate be stabilized.

Even when the real Holy Son is drawn from the bottom of the cauldron, he can use this accumulation to contend with it.

Otherwise, as soon as his fake identity is revealed, he may end up with the fate of being an outlaw.

Miyahisa's existence is like the sword of Damoris hanging above his head, which can be cut down at any time.

Unless he is strong enough to fight against the entire Great Wei, he can only escape.

Xiaolu Ding couldn't hide his words, these days, Xia Ji also understood what kind of person Gong Jiu was before.

That's a masochistic and terrifying ghost, he wants to be at ease, so the golden cicada comes out of his shell, who is he fooling?

Xia Ji breathed a sigh of relief, moved his fingers, grabbed the slightly hot porcelain white wine cup, took two sips, and threw it back to the grass.

Throw the information aside.

Although Elder Heavenly King asked him to go to the vicinity of Blue Sky Mountain, those sects that attached to the Holy Gate for a little training, he always felt that Yunxin Pavilion needed to go again.

In this day, it seems that something has been whispering and calling to him.

The sound is ethereal...

But not like people.

If I had to say, it was like some kind of thing learning to speak, and not only that, but also...

Xia Ji's thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

The voice of Xiao Luding came from afar: "Holy Son, what are you calling me for?"

Ning Mengzhen was wearing a goose yellow dress and ran to the tree.

Recently, she has been a little nourished.

It seems that the Holy Son does not need to cook anything by himself except for cooking, and he does not need to wear a leather coat and a whip.

And only a few people in the Holy Gate know about the furnace.

In the eyes of the disciples of the Holy Gate, she is the companion of the Holy Son, the Holy Son is in the limelight, and she is also rising, and many young disciples of the Holy Gate outside began to shout in the elder sister and senior sister.

Ning Meng's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he walked with his chest straight and his head held high.

Xia Ji looked at Xiao Luding and said loudly: "I still have to go to Yunxin Pavilion, you are the same as before, bring me food every day." ”

"Oh..."

Ning Mengzhen played with his fingers, "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone. ”

Xiao Lu Ding ran away again, she had a hallucination, the Holy Son didn't seem to be so close to her, did he become cold after losing his memory? Or did the Holy Son change his personality and dislike his own type?

After taking two steps, Ning Meng really couldn't help it, and turned around to ask.

Xia Ji asked, "Is there anything else?"

The petite furnace suddenly lost his courage, hurriedly shook his hand, and grinned like a flower: "It's okay, it's okay, you're busy." ”

After speaking, Ning Mengzhen hurriedly left.

She was conflicted.

Why does the Son suddenly seem to dislike himself?

Should I change my course?

He doesn't like to be pure, does he like to be a little sassy himself?

However, if he doesn't like himself, he doesn't need to be a furnace, isn't it?

Ning Mengzhen was full of contradictions, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Hey, once you meet the Holy Son, you will be mistaken for life.

Twilight solstice.

A young man in a black and gold shirt, carrying a hundred battle knives on his back, grabbed an old bamboo pole and stepped on a lonely boat.

The boat rowed through the water, leaving a trail in the azure and golden volcanic lake.

He went to the Cloud Heart Pavilion again.

The murmur was getting closer, but the Chaos Dao Scar didn't give any warning.

Dao Scars are one with him, but his ability to sense blessings and misfortunes has become particularly strong.

When I stepped on the first floor of Yunxin Pavilion, it was completely dark outside the door.

His figure was stretched out into the somewhat dark ground, and as he went, it was engulfed in the black of the cabinet.

At the end of the day, the scorching sun turned crimson, and then it was buried under the horizon, and I don't know if it will rise again.

Da Da...

He followed the induction and walked slowly on the stairs of the empty Cloud Heart Pavilion.

There was no one on the island, and he could sense it.

When I got to the second floor, the rope ladder was still falling.

He just grabbed it with his hand, and quickly went up to the third floor.

It was already completely dark.

Xia Ji lit the bronze candlestick on the gray wall on the third floor, and the candle flame lit to give some light.

But this light brings out the darkness of the whole island.

The black eggs above their heads were still there, like a churning black mist lingering in a hole in a cracked eggshell.

Xia Ji thought of the curse, the "Notes on the Grass Hall", the underworld, the violent death of Ji Jing, and the so-called "more terrible things".

But here he stood, almost certain, that the whispering invitation had come from the black egg.

And at this moment...

A terrifying atmosphere descended.

It was as if the whole world had been flooded, the colors of the surrounding candlesticks were somewhat distorted, the flames turned white, and the wind on the island seemed to be separated by a thick film, which could not be heard.

Streaming down...

There was a rustling sound from the black egg, like something crawling.

Xia Ji carried out the principle of not seeing, looking sideways at the candle.

This candle is so beautiful.

Boom...

The eerie sound is especially terrifying in the silence of the night.

Xia Ji couldn't help but think of the words that Elder Heavenly King had said.

"Even if you see them, turn a blind eye to them, and don't hear them, or they will know... You'll be pulled into their world. ”

What is their world?

Suddenly, in the Cloud Heart Pavilion, where there was no air current, the flames on the walls were all extinguished, as if something invisible and invisible had gathered around the candle flame and blew out the fire.

No matter how calm Xia Ji was, he felt a chill down his spine, and goosebumps were bulging.

A feeling of lying on the bed and watching a ghost movie in a previous life, and then the ghost suddenly wants to climb up from under the bed.

Then, a strange voice came from above him, like a little girl with a particularly sharp voice, who was screaming in a low voice.

"I've been paying attention to you for a long time. ”

Xia Ji continued to implement the principle of "I can't see, I can't hear".

Crying laughter was heard in the air.

A strange black figure crawled out of the black egg, poking out half of its body like a spider.

"Come here, I'll take you somewhere. ”

The sound is very non-standard, and each word seems to be pieced together.

"Come here," as if some old man was screaming in horror, "Don't come here!"

"I'll take you somewhere" is like a man's gentle whisper to his lover.

It seems that this black shadow has learned from the human side, and at the same time imitates the sound and intonation of their speech.

But.

Xia Ji still didn't move.

Then a black thread hung down in front of him.

"I know the principles that you humans have summed up, and I've also read "Notes on the Grass Hall", can you accept my invitation now? You are very special, so I want to make a deal with you. ”

It's obviously an ordinary word, but it's a sharp girl's voice that roars out, and it seems that different people are "You say a few words, I say a few words", giving people unimaginable disobedience and treachery.

The night was terrible.

Yunxin Pavilion seems to be no longer in the world.

But Xia Ji smiled.

Reached out and grasped the hanging black line.