"Qin Hao......"

Situ Yun whispered his name, the expression of gratitude on his face was fleeting, and a beautiful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Qin Hao, I don't care where you come from, I don't need to know why you came, I only know that your current identity is a spirit weapon of Baozi. The more calm people are, the more panicked they will be, that's what you told me, so I wonder if the more fierce and domineering people seem to be on the surface, the more worried they are in their hearts?"

"Sister Yun, what is he worried about?" Bao Jingyi looked at her puzzled.

Situ Yun waved her hand to signal her not to say anything, and looked at Qin Hao coldly:

"Your cultivation is profound, it is rare to see a master like you in the world, you have no fear, presumably even the King of Wujun may not be able to take you here, but you still have a trace of anxiety in your heart, and this anxiety is on Baozi, yes or no?"

"What do you think she can do to me?" Qin Hao's heart rippled for a while, not because he was afraid, but because he was interested in the woman in front of him.

"Your anxiety is not something that can be solved by force. If you are a cultivator alone, Baozi is naturally not your opponent. ”

Situ Yun's beautiful eyes suddenly condensed as she spoke: "The relationship between the spirit weapon and the host must be clear, if the host dies, the spirit weapon will die! Although we can't move you, you definitely can't move us!"

"It's kind of interesting!"

Qin Hao laughed out loud, looked at Situ Yun slightly, and a touch of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Through the communication with the spirit weapons, he knew that the spirit weapons were indeed with the master to survive, unless the host voluntarily dissolved the blood contract and let the spirit weapons become free bodies, the little ghosts could be reincarnated smoothly. However, under normal circumstances, the termination of the blood contract will only be done by the host who has a good relationship with the spirit artifact before death.

Generally, when encountering a cold-blooded host, the spirit weapon can only end up dying after fighting for it all his life......

"Now that you have eaten me like this, aren't you afraid that I'm different from other spiritual weapons?

The corners of Qin Hao's mouth went up, evoking a weird smile.

This smile successfully made Bao Jingyi feel a strong fear, and she hid behind Situ Yun's delicate body trembled slightly: "Sister Yun, he is so powerful, what if he can really kill me and not die?"

"No!" Situ Yun said categorically.

"Are you so sure?" Qin Hao's smile slowly stiffened.

"If you dare, it's not the desk that will be broken, but the bun himself. Situ Yun said in a deep voice: "Besides, since you saved our lives, you won't kill us with your own hands, this kind of contradictory thing, people like you won't do it!"

"People like me...... What kind of person do you think I am?" Qin Hao's eyebrows sank slightly.

"A person who has a burden on his body and can endure humiliation and burden!" Situ Yun said decisively, she is confident that she will not be wrong about this kind of person, it is someone who has the same feelings as her.

Hearing such an answer, the smile on Qin Hao's face disappeared completely, and the atmosphere became quieter, Situ Yun's eyes stared straight at him, and Bao Jingyi shrank behind her and didn't dare to make a sound.

Qin Hao smiled bitterly in his heart, he underestimated Situ Yun, but he didn't expect to be really taken to heart by her, in fact, except for a little education of Bao Jingyi, he really didn't have any bad intentions, and he was even a little afraid of Dong Lingjun, why did he bother to hit a wall? Wouldn't it be nice to take some martial arts themes in this world and then go back to write mutant martial arts?

Life is short for only a hundred years, and the earth and here are two different parallel worlds, which are the most familiar to an online writer like him, and the time of the two worlds will not be related at all.

It's like hell has no time limit, one flower has one world, one leaf has one ups and downs. When Bao Jingyi meets the earth again in a hundred years, he thinks that his family should still be alive.

"Tell me your terms? I'm going to break the blood contract. Being tricked, Qin Hao spread his hands, looking indifferent.

"I want you to protect the bun for a lifetime!" Situ Yun said coldly.

"Sister Yun, actually I ......"

Bao Jingyi wanted to say something but was interrupted again by her waving her hand: "What's the matter, the spirit weapon has no age, as long as the host doesn't die, you won't have a problem." As long as you agree, I can make a guarantee, and Baozi will definitely break your blood contract after a hundred years, and I will never break my word!"

"Sister Yun......"

"Baozi, don't talk yet. Situ Yun frowned and motioned to Bao Jingyi not to make trouble.

After a long time, Qin Hao said in a deep voice: "I can promise you, but there is a curse on my body, only the host can unravel it, and if you let her help me unravel the curse, I will protect her for the rest of my life." ”

"Is it a curse that you will turn into cloth armor and become a human at a time?" asked Situ Yun.

Qin Hao nodded solemnly, this feeling of being manipulated by someone who turned into a spiritual weapon made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"How can I help you?" Situ Yun asked again.

"If you're willing to say yes, I don't have a clue how to break the curse. Qin Hao frowned, comparing Dong Lingjun to a dog in his heart.

"In this way, we can only help you break the curse when we find the right way in the future. ”

Situ Yun nodded, and pulled out Bao Jingyi behind her:

"Okay, he will protect your safety in the future, with him, in the future, there will be no way to start with the person who plans to take you to blackmail the king of Wujun like last night, now it's time for you to play, make good arrangements for your spiritual weapon." ”

"I ......"

Bao Jingyi seemed to have done something wrong, her eyes didn't dare to look at Qin Hao's eyes, but soon after shaking her head, she breathed a deep sigh of relief, and then the whole person crossed her thin waist and returned to her original rudeness as if she had gained courage:

"Qin Hao, I will arrange for you to be able to stay in the palace as soon as possible, and I will arrange someone to send you the clothes of a scholar early tomorrow morning, and from tomorrow onwards, you will accompany me like Sister Yun, Sister Yun is responsible for my literary talent, and if you cultivate so high, you will be responsible for my martial arts." ”

"As for where you live...... Hmmm......" When it came to where she lived, Bao Jingyi lowered her little head and was at a loss.

Situ Yun came forward to solve the siege: "Just live in the same courtyard as me, anyway, there are many large rooms in the courtyard, and I can't live alone." ”

Bao Jingyi hurriedly waved her hand and exclaimed:

"No, I've already offended my father by bringing a martial arts teacher back to the palace at will, if I let him live with you again, then my father will definitely beat me to death, Sister Yun, don't you know what the courtyard you live in represents in the palace?"

Situ Yun shook his head slightly: "Courtyard No. 1 is just a title, it is not the same as other courtyards, let Qin Hao stay here, I will personally tell King Wujun about this matter, it's okay." ”

In the Wujun Palace, the main courtyard and the backyard are the largest, the main courtyard is where the Wujun King and his wife live, and the backyard is where all the martial artists in the palace live, in addition to one hundred and eight independent courtyards, these courtyards are inhabited by the elites in the Wujun Palace.

From the third courtyard to the one hundred and seventh courtyard, the higher the ranking, the stronger the master martial arts cultivation in the courtyard inhabited.

The No. 1 courtyard Wujun Wang rewarded Situ Yunzhu, the second courtyard was given to his daughter, that is, Bao Jingyi, and the No. 108 courtyard was more special, and it was given to a fool to live, but the identity of this fool was not simple, although he was ranked last, no one dared to bully him.

The fool is Bao Jingyi's elder brother, the biological son of King Wujun, he is twenty years old this year and the same age as Situ Yun, but he has something wrong with his head for some reasons, and he often destroys everywhere in the mansion, King Wujun is heartbroken but helpless, for the peace of the palace, he can only endure the pain and lock him in the courtyard No. 108, and no one is allowed to set foot in it.

The Wujun Royal Mansion has a deep and strict level, and the status of the main courtyard is the most noble, followed by the courtyard of One Hundred Shan No. 8, and finally the backyard.

The people in the backyard worked hard while doing chores in the palace, thinking that one day they would be able to have a courtyard of their own, but the people who had an independent courtyard did not want to climb up all the time, and they were recognized by King Wujun and went further!

One hundred and eight, all by strength to speak, progress is to take the number to move in, compared to others to return to the backyard to rebuild, every three months there is an opportunity to show the spirit of the cultivation of the weapon, the competition is extremely fierce.

When King Wujun rewarded Situ Yun with the courtyard ranked No. 1, it had already made countless people blush, the martial arts resources taken by each courtyard every month were completely different, and the resources obtained by No. 1 were simply different from those of No. 108!

In this world where force is supreme, beauty alone can't make these elite martial artists buy it, if it weren't for the words of King Wujun, No. 1 would always be inhabited by Situ Yun, and these people would definitely be able to do something to drive the beauty out of the No. 1 courtyard.

"Father is much better to Sister Yun than to me......"

Bao Jingyi's little face was entangled for a while, but this entanglement disappeared in an instant when Situ Yun touched her head dotingly.

"Let's hope it doesn't cause displeasure among the elites. ”

Bao Jingyi reluctantly compromised, her eyes were locked on Qin Hao, and this time she looked at Qin Hao without a trace of timidity:

"Sister Yun doesn't know martial arts, you can't take advantage of the danger of others to bully her, if you are not benevolent, don't blame me for dying with you!

"Where's my room?"

Qin Hao automatically filtered her out and looked at Situ Yun.

"Hey, what do you mean? You're my spiritual artifact! Do you still have me as a host in your eyes!!"

Bao Jingyi was furious, she was ignored, she was still ignored by her own spiritual weapon, her mood turned gloomy, and now she is thundering.

Situ Yun shook his head helplessly, and took the lead out of the room: "Come with me." ”

Qin Hao walked out with him, leaving the girl in the room dissatisfied with the roar like a little tiger......

......

The next day, as soon as the sky was slightly bright, a rough mine voice woke up the two girls through the No. 1 courtyard:

"At the behest of the King of Wujun, the palace display spirit weapon competition held every three months is specially ordered to be held one day earlier, and it is officially renamed the competition to recruit relatives, and all the elites of the palace with a name regardless of age and background, the final winner can marry the little county lord as a wife!"