After going out of the West Gate, all the way to the west for about three miles, you can see a small military camp. A sharpened wooden fence forms a circle, with a gate a foot wide on each side. Stern-faced soldiers, armed with spears, stood straight, each on either side of the gate.

The barracks are important and have never allowed unrelated people to enter. Not even snooping around.

Du Lengqiu stood not far from the gate of the barracks and did not move. Qi Ling was extremely embarrassed, she stood beside her at a loss, and whispered to Mr. Du Lengqiu turned a deaf ear.

Until the soldier came over with a spear, full of vigilance. Qi Ling became nervous, but she was helpless.

"What do you guys do?"

Qi Ling hurriedly said: "I am from the Qi family on Hutou Street in the south of Miyang City. I'm coming to enlist. ”

"Then hurry up and report to the barracks, we will leave the camp north at noon. The soldier couldn't help but smile when he looked at the long sword Qi Ling was holding, and persuaded again: "While there is still some time, go and sell your sword for a spear or bow." In northern Xinjiang, those who use long swords do not live very long. ”

"Also, try to set up a set of armor if you can. ”

Qi Ling's face turned pale, and she was a little embarrassed when she stroked the long sword. This is Qi San's relic, and she is reluctant to sell it.

"Xiaoling, don't be in a hurry to sell swords. I have a question for you. Du Lengqiu's voice interrupted her hesitation.

"Sir. ”

"Will your father rush over to replace you?" Du Lengqiu's expression was a little serious, as if this question was very important.

"No, I boiled some soothing medicinal soup for my father and Ash last night, and they couldn't wake up until noon. Qi Ling also seemed to be infected, and her answer was very serious.

"That's good!" Du Lengqiu sighed, a little unwilling and reluctant.

"Xiaoling, you're not too young. Everywhere we are, we have graduated from elementary school and gone to junior high school. You are responsible for the consequences of your choices. Now you tell me, do you dare to kill?

Dongfang showed a glimmer of white, and Qi Ling's face was even whiter than that. She hesitated for a long time, for a long time, and did not dare to answer easily. She hadn't even killed a chicken before. Killing? No kidding.

"I dare!" Qi Ling gritted her teeth and gave an answer. Her fierce expression was not terrible, but a little cute.

"Hey!" Du Lengqiu sighed and said to her, "Come back to the city with me first, and I'll pass you a magic sword." ”

Hearing these two words, there seemed to be an ominous premonition. When Qi Ling heard this, her face turned a little blue, and she had the heart to say that she would not learn, but she felt that her heart was about to move.

Du Lengqiu took her hand and quickly followed the pedestrians into the city easily. As he walked, he opened his mouth to explain: "Qi refining and cultivation is not an overnight thing. You don't have the slightest foundation, and even if you have a panacea, it will be difficult for you to survive in the northern Xinjiang. So, we have to practice quick kung fu. ”

"My brother entered the White Ape Immortal Sword Gate at the age of eight, advanced to the congenital at the age of nineteen, and never slackened for a full eleven years, which is what he achieved. I'm leaving for the north today. Sir, what can you do with half a day?"

"The right path, or normal exercises, is naturally like this. But there are always some exceptions. ”

"I'm going to pass on the full name of this magic sword of yours as the Killing Demon Sword. This sword technique is theoretically divided into nine layers, and the first layer requires killing seven people. Forty-nine people need to be killed on the second floor. The third layer requires four hundred and forty-three people to be killed. By analogy, the ninth layer needs to kill a total of 40,353,607 people. ”

Qi Ling's hands and feet were a little weak when she said this. She was shocked and asked, "Kill, kill so many people?"

"Don't worry, rest assured, if you practice to the fourth layer, you can match the peak of the next day, and barely let you protect yourself in Northern Xinjiang. And today, you only need to practice to the first level of nine. ”

"Do you just kill people at will?"

"There is an important premise for cultivating this magic sword, if you start cultivating indiscriminately without knowing the severity, you will soon become a madman who only knows how to kill. ”

Qi Ling moved her steps with difficulty, and asked in a low voice, "Is Sir also a cultivator of the Killing Demon Sword?"

"No, I'm not crazy. ”

Qi Ling was bitter, as if she had eaten two catties of Coptis chinensis. Instead of refusing, she looked at the increasing number of pedestrians on the road and asked, "Sir, who are we going to kill?"

Du Lengqiu replied nonchalantly: "Xiaoling, there are too many damn people in this world. There are 50,000 people in this Miyang City, and it is too easy to find out seven damn ones. ”

In any city, there are rich areas and slums, maybe some cities are not so obvious, but there are always some hidden differences hidden in people's hearts.

To the north of Miyang Castle is a slum area. The alleys here are even dirtier, and there are mines in the corners and even in the middle of the road, which makes people sick for a long time if you accidentally step on it.

The people here are poorly clothed. There was tiredness and numbness in his expression. Du Lengqiu and Qi Ling's intrusion was like a polar bear squeezing into a polar bear, and they were given a salute.

Qi Ling tried hard to hold on to the long sword, adding a sense of security to herself.

"Poverty breeds evil. "Du Lengqiu doesn't seem to have a fixed destination, so he wanders around here. Qi Ling was a little dissatisfied when she heard this, but Du Lengqiu had a lot of weight in her heart, so she didn't refute it head-on, but asked, "Sir, what about Fugui?"

"Riches are sins in themselves. ”

Qi Ling was dumbfounded, "Then there are no good people in the world?"

"Oh no. If you are wrong, it is not wealth, but capital itself is a sin. I remember that a master once said that when capital comes to the world, every pore is dripping with dirty blood. Well, that's probably what it means. ”

"What is capital?"

"We're at the place. ”

Qi Ling looked up and saw a building that was considered luxurious in the slum - the Bora Casino. Qi Ling has never been in a place like a gambling house, but occasionally she heard that someone gambled money to sign silver, and had to sell her house, wife and children to repay it, for her, this is all a matter of other worlds.

"Sir, do the people in the gambling house have to die?" Qi Ling's thirteen-year-old head didn't know how to determine whether a person deserved to die.

"Whoever runs a gambling house doesn't have to die, but whoever runs a gambling house in a slum must die. They relied on deception to deceive the last copper plate in the pockets of the poor, forcing them to sell their sons and daughters for huge profits. Speaking of this, Du Lengqiu turned to look at Qi Ling, smiling and revealing snow-white teeth, "Xiaoling, didn't you say to be fair." ”

"You see, somebody has gambling debts. Isn't it fair to pay off debts and use your children to pay off your debts if you don't have money?"

Qi Ling hesitated, "Probably." ”

"It's impossible for a gambling house to raise sons for people, so it's fair to sell their children, right?"

"yes. ”

Du Lengqiu smiled again, his smile was very sarcastic, "There are rich people who buy miserable children and feed them as godsons and daughters for seven or eight years, so that they can learn literature and martial arts, and let them pay blood taxes in the future, do you think this is fair?"

Qi Ling's heart was in a mess, and she said, "Probably, yes." ”

"What if those children were taken away from their parents by the casino?" Xiaoling, are you fair about all this?" Du Lengqiu looked at Qi Ling's eyes, wanting to know the answer.

Qi Ling lowered her head, was silent for a while, slowly raised her head, and said word by word: "Sir, this is not fair." ”

Du Lengqiu grinned and nodded, "Good boy, let's start the starting point of sword practice at this gate." You kneel down with your sword in your hands. ”

Qi Ling did so.

"Listen, remember every word I say, and don't get a word wrong when you repeat it later, otherwise there will be bad consequences. ”

Qi Ling nodded a little nervously.

"I wish to use this body and soul to sacrifice the demon sword. There is no life to kill, and there is no regret in nine deaths. ”

Qi Ling silently chanted a few times, and then nodded to Du Lengqiu, indicating that she was ready. Du Lengqiu put his hands behind his back and said, "Let's start." ”

Qi Ling's immature voice sounded at the door of the gambling house, "I am willing to use this body and this soul to sacrifice the demon sword." There is no life to kill, and there is no regret in nine deaths. After saying that, there seemed to be a yin wind around her, and the ghost cried faintly, Qi Ling only felt that she seemed to have a trace of contact with an unknown existence.

An inexplicable force filled her body, making her feel light and flying. A desire to kill filled her heart, and she gripped the hilt of her sword, as if it were an extension of her body. Countless spicy and vicious swordsmanship came to mind. At this moment, she felt that she was an invincible sword demon.

The reason why the Demon Sword of Killing is named after the Demon Sword is because it needs to constantly kill living beings to a certain demon god in the universe, once there is no sacrifice in the prescribed world, the only result is to go crazy and become a madman who only knows how to kill. No matter what world you are in, there is no good thing that you don't get for nothing. Once there is, there must be great drawbacks.

And Qi Ling had some luck, when she made an oath that cause and effect were established, Du Lengqiu intervened to take over cause and effect, and when she couldn't sacrifice enough life in the future, she might have a headache, but she wouldn't go crazy.

Du Lengqiu believed that as long as he gave himself a few years, the demon god would be nothing.

Gambling houses are generally open in the evenings and are usually open all night. In the early morning, the gambling house is closed to give gamblers time to make money.

Two tall and intimidating men in black shirts, with coiled dragons embroidered around their necks, walked out. Their faces were greasy and sleepy-eyed, and anyone who stayed up all night looked like this.

"Xiaoling, go ahead, kill them. ”

Qi Ling stood up and strode over. The fat man was still waking up, and when he saw a fair girl, he instinctively laughed and said, "Hehe, is the chick looking for a job?"

With a "choking" sound, the long sword came out of the body, and instantly submerged into the man's jaw and pierced through the top of his head. Qi Ling is shorter, so this kind of assassination is the most convenient.

"Slut, you ......" As soon as the other person scolded, the sword flashed and cut off his calf. The man's body turned over before he could scream, and the sword was already in his throat, blocking all his pain and screams.

Such a sharp and ruthless killing method does not look like a beginner at all. Without waiting for Du Lengqiu to greet him, Qi Ling carried a blood-dripping sword and walked straight into the Baolai Casino.

"Heh, here comes a Peugeot ...... Ahh

"Bang ......"

"Ahh ”

......

Du Lengqiu followed behind and walked in slowly. Inside the gambling house, there was a river of blood, and several animals were convulsing on the ground, apparently not dead yet.

Qi Ling wielded a long sword and was fighting with an old man with a cold temperament. The old man was armed with two red cherry spears, and he danced high and low.

In Du Lengqiu's view, there is indeed only one word "dance" that can be used. If you want to use an accurate word to describe it, rookies pecking each other is very appropriate.

A minute later, Qi Ling finally gained the upper hand, and a sharp diagonal stab pierced the old man's back. And Qi Ling herself was out of breath, obviously exhausted.

But in the blink of an eye, she felt a huge and strange power coming from the void, penetrating the top of her head and filling her whole body. The exhaustion from the fierce battle was swept away, and Qi Ling only felt as if she was soaked in a warm liquid, with this erosive comfort.

After a moment, she regained her composure and glanced at the gambling house, startled by the bloody scene, very uncomfortable, but her body did not have a deep sense of disgust. This strange emotion overwhelmed her a little.

Du Lengqiu said calmly, "Xiaoling, remember this scene." The moment you pick up the sword, you are destined to embark on this path full of excitement and blood. ”

"When you kill someone, don't hesitate, and when someone kills you, don't regret it. Because it's fair!" As he spoke, Du Lengqiu looked at the south and seemed to have something to say.

And in the far south, the white bone avatar sits next to the fence of a restaurant. Cool breeze, refreshing and pleasant. Songyun Tower is a very unique restaurant, except for the columns, there is no tightly enclosed door panel, only arm-thick logs enclose the city to prevent drunks from falling and breaking.

Zheng Yu drank alone and was already slightly drunk. Her eyes were drunk and hazy, and she suddenly smirked, as if she wanted to say something, but the white bone incarnation spoke first, "Xiaoyu, you kill people, people kill you." Is this fair?"

"It couldn't be fairer. ”

The white bone avatar looked at the person downstairs and smiled slightly: "Yes, it couldn't be fairer." ”