The killer was controlled by others, his whole face became iron-blue, and his breath was less than his breath, and he was obviously on the verge of death.

"Stop!" A cold cry broke through the air, mixed with the pressure of the sky, and shook the hearts of the twelve! She was stunned suddenly, subconsciously let go of her hand, and retreated to the side of the bed, shocked in her heart.

Who is it? Who is it? Just two words can make her mind flutter?

"Since you're here, don't you show up to see it?" Twelve kept paying attention to the killer in the room, and kept scanning around, although she didn't have a fighting spirit, but her perception ability was no worse than others, and in this silent room, I don't know when there was a sound of one more person's breathing.

Left!

Twelve probed into the other party's position, and the figure quickly pounced, trying to quickly dispose of people!

Bang - Twelve didn't even see how the other party fought back, she was beaten to the point of blood boiling, her body swirling in the air, and then she fell hard against the gray wall, and when she fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

"I can't help myself. The black shadow hidden in the dark snorted coldly, and his hand squirmed in the night clothes for a long time, zuihou threw out something, threw it on the ground, and flew away with the killer.

Everything returned to calm, twelve clear, if this person wanted to kill her just now, it would be easy, but weishenme he didn't do it?

Twelve couldn't figure it out, she clutched her aching chest and stood up with difficulty against the wall, her eyes resting on the collapsed wooden table, the book left by the man in black.

The book is custom-made with simple white lines, and the pages are yellowed, and it seems to be a little older.

Twelve was confused, flipped through the booklet at a glance and ten lines, only to look at it in a hurry, and in an instant, a pair of eyes widened.

This...... It's actually a Douqi cultivation method?

"Hey, the little master is really ruthless. The killer walked forward in the night while stepping on the branches, touching his neck, and his mouth was cold and hissing, "It's really strange, you said that the king would suddenly let me test the little master?

"The king's thoughts, how can mortals like us guess it thoroughly?" the man in black said coldly, it was not difficult to hear his respect and fear for the king.

"Cut, I'm just asking, aren't you curious? Your Excellency's order this time is also strange, after so many years of ignoring the little master, today he suddenly asked me to make a move with you, and even ordered me to suppress the fighting spirit to the fourth level, tsk, I almost didn't suffocate me. The killer said angrily, lifting the black scarf on his face with one hand, under the cold moonlight, a baby face with red lips and white teeth, and a pair of big watery eyes, like a pink doll carved with jade fences, so cute, and on his body, the fighting spirit that constantly leaked out, where is the fourth level! It is a liliang that is heavier and domineering than Sima Xiong.

The peak of the twelfth level has already stepped into the threshold of Wuzun.

"Shut up!" The man in black only glanced at him faintly, but the killer was so frightened that he immediately shut up, and scolded angrily in his heart.

Damn the boss, you're just going to bully him!

A cane for no reason, followed by an inexplicable assassination......

Twelve sat on a wooden chair with his head bowed in his hand, his face covered with frost, his eyebrows were cold, and his thin lips were pursed.

Sima Xiong's troubles, and the strength of the man in black tonight, all made Twelve, who had once stood at the peak of the secret service, feel an unprecedented shame!

Too weak......

She's still too weak......

Weak enough to be like an ant, trampled on by others......

Twelve bit his lower lip, tasting the heart-eating loss and humiliation, and the finger bones that pinched the corner of the booklet were already white.

She didn't care what the person left this mental method for, now, the only thing she wanted was to become stronger!

After making up his mind, Twelve gritted his teeth, shredded his clothes with scissors, bandaged his injured shoulder bones simply, and sat cross-legged on the bed and cultivated according to his mental method.

Tianao is divided into two volumes, the upper volume is the top heart method that the world's martial artists want to get, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, transform it into fighting energy in the meridians, and the saturation of fighting qi can improve the grade, the higher the grade, the stronger the moves, how many thousands of moves in the upper volume, dazzling to see.

The next volume is the Beast Heart Method and the Pharmacopoeia.

The beast can forcibly recover the world's ten thousand beasts and form a contract with it, the master is born, the beast is born, the beast is dead, and the most important thing for the beast is the control of spiritual power, the stronger the spiritual power, the higher the level of the monster that can be contracted, divided into beast tamers, intermediate beast tamers, emperor-level beast tamers, god-level beast tamers.

The pharmacopoeia is even more diverse, divided into four types: human-level, earth-level, heaven-level, and god-level, you must know that human-level drugs have long been speculated to sky-high prices in the Xuanwu Continent, and how many people have spent a lot of money on it, even at the expense of bankruptcy.

Twelve flipped through the booklet very quickly, and there was a line of black letters written on the last page of the book, and the writing was a dragon and snake, revealing a compelling domineering spirit.

[Tianao, proud of the top of the Nine Heavens, worshiped by thousands of gods and demons, supreme in the world, unrivaled!] Twelve stared at this line of big characters, only to feel a pride boiling in her blood! She couldn't wait to follow the meridian diagram in the Tianao book, closed her eyes carefully, and began to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

"Hum" When a tiny wisp of aura entered her pores from the air and melted into her blood, she felt pain, as if the bones of her whole body had been shattered.

She gritted her teeth and endured it, cold sweat dripped down her pale and bloodless skin, and in an instant, her clothes were wet!

Sima Ruyi's body was born with a fighting spirit, and he had already passed the most suitable age for cultivating his fighting spirit, and forcibly cultivating was going against the sky, and his already narrow muscles and veins were hit hard three days ago, how could it not hurt?

It was the pain of the broken bones, and the soul seemed to be flying out of the body, and there were countless ants in the bones that were biting and fighting! If it was an ordinary person, I was afraid that I would have fainted in pain, but Twelve held her breath and stubbornly refused to admit defeat! If she couldn't even bear this kind of pain, what could she talk about cutting through the void and revenge? What kind of person to talk about?

This thief wants her to give up?

No way!

She was born to fight against the gods! Twelve fires were ruthless, her teeth were biting her lip, a smell of blood rose from her mouth, and the aura hit her blocked veins again and again, slowly advancing little by little.

An hour?

One day?

Or a year?

Twelve didn't know, the only thing she could feel was nothing but the pain!

When the aura penetrated the tendons and veins of her whole body, like a gurgling stream, gathering in her dantian, the moment of "boom", Twelve only felt a buzz in her brain, as if her body exploded from the inside, and the huge impact completely submerged Twelve's reason and pulled her into darkness.

The body soaked in sweat fell straight backwards like a dead leaf, and if someone else was present, it would inevitably be found that at this time, a golden light visible to the naked eye appeared on Twelve's body, which turned into a gang qi cover in the air, protecting her in the center, which was the purest heaven and earth aura that was rare to see in a hundred years!

There was a faint streamer flickering on the Gang Qi cover, the light was soft and gentle, like the red sun of autumn, the aura automatically repaired the twelve damaged tendons, even if she fainted, but the pain was still tormenting her, even worse than just now, the extreme pain, making the twelve whimper unconsciously.

The sky was slightly bright, the morning dew was frosty, and when Twelve woke up, he was surprised to find that the pain in her body had disappeared, and her skin was radiant and snow-white, as if she had been reborn.

Could it be that this is the liliang of the Tianao Book? Try to run the fighting qi, a hot current slowly climbed up the limbs from the dantian, and the twelve smiled, the peak of the second-order martial artist, although this strength is pitifully weak in the eyes of others, but for the twelve, it is better than nothing, as long as she can cultivate the fighting qi, she will have self-confidence and become a strong person!

With a fighting spirit, Twelve pondered that she should find a handy weapon, she changed into a plain men's brocade robe, and tied the three thousand clouds of hair behind her head with a white ribbon, revealing a fair and clean little face, although the appearance is delicate, but the bottomless eyes are like the endless night sky, the waves are not alarmed, and there is a natural evil spirit and arrogance between the eyebrows.

Pulling open the door, Lan Xin was falling asleep in the courtyard, Twelve saw the traces of the back of her neck being slashed by a hand knife, her eyes were cold, she bent down and carried the person back to the wooden house, covered her with a quilt, and then left quietly from the side door of Sima Mansion.

The capital of Xuanwu country, the streets and alleys are very prosperous, the crowds are crowded, the carved fences and pavilions are high or low, the street vendors in the bazaar are numerous, and the cries of selling come and go.

Twelve walked down the street to the end of the street, and at last found a small shop with a blacksmith hanging on it, and walked in with his robe.

The shopkeeper smiled affectionately, "What kind of weapon does this young master want to buy?" The shop has everything, this side is a long sword, this side is a scimitar, and that side is ......."

Countless weapons hung from the boxy storefront, and at a glance, the icy and cold halo pierced people's eyes in the drunken sunlight.

"I'm going to buy a dagger. Twelve's cold voice interrupted the shopkeeper's words, and she stood indifferently with her hands behind her back, oblivious to the superior weapons on the wall.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and with a smile, he took out a wooden plate of rosewood from the cabinet, with a red cloth on the bottom of the plate, and daggers of different styles resting on it.

Twelve took a fancy to the one on the far right at a glance, the blade was small and easy to carry, and the top of the dagger was inlaid with a stone as red as blood, she picked up the dagger and gently swiped it on her fingertips, and immediately a small opening opened.

"Holly!" she exclaimed, then looked up and asked, "How much...... How much silver?"

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands together and said with a smile: "Ten gold coins." ”

Ten......

When she came out, she only found six gold coins in the house, and a penny would not kill a good man.

He sighed slightly, "Five gold coins." ”

"Ouch, this young master, we don't bargain here, look at this is all hanging, the real price is clear, Tong Suo is not deceived. When the shopkeeper heard her words, his face changed on the spot, and after a closer look, the brocade robe on the twelve bodies looked luxurious, but the threads of the cuffs and collar corners were uneven.

Hmph, it must be a poor boy from somewhere.

Twelve was just about to bargain again, when a familiar voice burst out from behind him: "Oh, isn't this my sister?