At first, the dark pile alone caused a lot of trouble to Jing Chuwei, not to mention catching the flying beans with chopsticks.

But after March, she can try to catch some of the beans while standing on the stump as if she were walking on the ground.

After more than half a year, she can already clamp most of the flying beans on the dark stake.

A year later, Jing Chuwei was already in the dark, clamping all the beans, and even being able to use the beans to fight back against her father-in-law.

And now Jing Chuwei has practiced to the realm of blindfolding, a bowl of water on her head, and holding all the beans in the dark, while ensuring that not a drop of water in the bowl is spilled.

In other words, even if she can't see with both eyes, she can still accurately hit the enemy.

It was not so much a perception as an understanding of killing intent.

Don't look at people.

Only feel the killing intent!

People are behind.

There are people behind him.

The Nanzhao swordsman is coming!

Although, the fog is getting thicker, and the moonlight is obscured.

Neither those who can see him nor his shadow can be seen.

However, before the person arrived, the smell had changed.

Murderous!

That is, the killing array!

At that moment, even Jing Xiaolei, who was synchronously linked to the DNA throughout the whole process, also felt it - this feeling is like watching a Japanese sword and halberd movie in the seventies of the 20th century, there will be no gorgeous reception scenes, however, the victory or defeat of the battle can often be seen in an instant.

But after the victory and defeat have been divided, the damage brought is extremely shocking - large-scale shots such as heads, blood spraying, and severed limbs are not concealed at all.

Jing Chuwei could clearly feel that behind her, in the thick fog, a trace of murderous aura gradually enveloped her.

In the thick fog, there was no one to be seen, but the murderous aura came over like that.

Although, she didn't know why in this season, there was a sudden fog.

However, she only knew that she was bound to kill the Nanzhao swordsman here in order to return to Zisai safely.

The murderous aura was approaching, and she was only nine feet away.

The mist also rose suddenly, becoming more and more dense, like a ball of fresh goat's milk, which could not be dissolved.

Suddenly, in the mist, a sword was drilled, and the poisonous juice on the sword dripped and fell on the sand, burning green smoke.

If someone looks from God's perspective at this time, they can see a green-faced and fanged evil ghost, with foul-smelling green liquid dripping from his teeth, slowly stretching out the terrifying claws and spreading towards Jing Chuwei.

The swordsman of Nanzhao is like an evil ghost, more than like a person.

Perhaps, he is not human at all.

It's a ghost.

Walking in the dark night, in the fog, will reveal its original appearance.

Perhaps, the only reason for sure that he is not a goblin: the smell of him.

People have not yet arrived, however, a kind of perennial dwelling in the deep mountains and old forests of the southwest, the unique fishy smell of waterside animals and insects, has filled the entire nearby desert.

Jing Chuwei's pupils began to contract, and the Hidden Blade in her hand made a "buzzing" sound.

I don't know why, at this time, she suddenly remembered Chang Chifeng, the former military advisor of 'Night Doesn't Collect'.

The year when he first arrived in the first room, he was already known as the four wisdoms of the world - wind, flowers, snow, and the wind in the moon, not only was he extremely resourceful, but also chivalrous, giving advice, and arranging troops was unmatched.

However, the art of war is only the tip of the iceberg of his talents.

Chang Chifeng knows everything about the three religions and nine streams, and knows everything about secret history and legends......

Jing Chuwei clearly remembered that there was a time before the mission.

Chang Chifeng deliberately looked at the words for her.

At that time, it seemed that it was still winter, and it was also when the fog was rising.

Jing Chuwei saw the fog outside the window at first glance, and had a whim, so she wrote down the word "haze".

Chang Chifeng was slightly surprised when he saw the words, so he asked her what she wanted to measure.

Jing Chuwei replied, next year's fortune.

Chang Chifeng looked at him for a long time, and said in a very meaningful tone: "Haze is fog. As the saying goes, yin and yang gather into clouds; The red clouds of the Xia; Yin and Yang are not intermingled, and those who do not have sex are rainbows; Yin and yang are thin, and the feeling is thunder. The heavens and the earth are cloudy, and the cold is snow. The fog is obscure, the earth is angry, the sky should not be, and the yin and yang qi chaos is fog. Next year, you will have three extremely dangerous battles, and your opponents are all related to 'smoke', so you have to be careful. Remember? ”

Although Jing Chuwei did not believe in divine calculations, she knew that the guest of the deputy marshal Huyan was not in vain, so she silently remembered it in her heart.

Before leaving, Chang Chifeng went to see her off again, and added a sentence that he didn't understand at the time: "The heart of a person who is difficult to transform is like an ape, so a number of methods can be used to control his heart, which can be subdued." Also, if you're acting alone, beware of Inhumans related to 'insects, birds, and fire'. ”

"Insects, birds, fires? Inhuman? Jing Chuwei was puzzled, but she still replied: "Hmm." ”

Chang Chifeng's expression at that time was very intriguing, his eyes were profound, his expression was serious, and he wanted to speak without stopping.

Jing Chuwei actually hated this feeling of half-talking, she wanted to know what Chang Chifeng meant, so she asked, "Insects, birds, fires?" Why? ”

Chang Chifeng shook his head this time.

Jing Chuwei said curiously: "Oh, is it a heavenly secret that cannot be revealed?" ”

"Definitely." Chang Chifeng turned around and waved his hand casually, signaling that Jing Chuwei could set off.

Jing Chuwei became more and more puzzled, so she asked again, "Excuse me—"

Chang Chifeng shook his head and said with a smile: "I, Chang someone, can only see through ordinary people, for 'celestial people' like Jing Meizi, please forgive me for being clumsy, I really can't see through my life." ”

"Celestials?" Jing Chuwei said "ah", puzzled.

Chang Chifeng stood solemnly with his hands down, and said solemnly: "Haven't you noticed the difference between you and ordinary people." ”

"What's the difference?" After asking, she suddenly felt that she shouldn't ask like this, and her face was hot for no reason.

Chang Chifeng sighed, closed his eyes, and recited a long, long 'confession':

The predicate can be known, and the knowable is unknowable.

The predicate is unknowable, and the unknowable is knowable.

There are many who can know, and there are also those who cannot know. The number of those who know what they cannot know, and the number of those who cannot know what they can know.

I look up at the sky, and the sun, moon and stars are still there.

Looking down on the ground, the mountains, rivers and plants are still there.

The heaven and the earth that I have seen are not the heavens and the earth that I have not seen. However, it cannot be said that the heaven and the earth that I have not seen with my own eyes are the heaven and the earth that I have seen.

Heaven and earth are from heaven and earth, and I am different. I'm ego, two days apart. The heavens and the earth before my birth can be known, and the number of people who can be known. The heavens and the earth after my birth are unknowable, and the unknowable are also numbered.

There is the heaven and earth before I was born, and then there is the heaven and earth after my birth, and we can know the number of people who are unknowable.

Is the heaven and earth after my birth different from the heaven and earth before my birth?

This time, Jing Chuwei listened to it, but she didn't understand. Biting words has always been her weakness.

After all, for her, what can be solved with a knife is never with her mouth.

For Chang Chifeng's words, she actually disagreed.

Jing Chuwei knows her appearance, she has been photographed in the bronze mirror, she is very delicate and beautiful, like a clear water hibiscus.

If you want to say the difference from ordinary people, it is that your face is pale and bloodless.

She was also reflected in the shadow of the water, and it looked cold, quiet, and chilling.

She also glanced at the blade - although I was pitiful when I saw it, it still gave people a strange feeling of accumulating snow swords at the top of the mountain and hanging ice curtains on the cliff water.

How can such a look be the appearance of a 'celestial man'?

So, she ran to the 'Erniang Inn' again, consulted Jin Erniang, and asked, "I, what am I like?" ”

The old and sophisticated proprietress glanced at it and smiled: "Like a god." ”

"God?" Jing Chuwei sneered and shook her head, this boss lady is the same as Chang Chifeng, she is not serious, and said coldly: "I, not like!" ”

However, Jin Erniang just turned sideways slightly, leaned against the earthen wall, and silently smoked a puff of dry smoke, the fiery red light, flashing and extinguishing, reflected Erniang's face in a flickering light, and her complexion looked like a demon from hell, "No, you look like!" ”

"Aren't you aware of it yourself?" Jin Erniang smashed the small cigarette stick against the wall and flicked the gray ash down, "Your talent and luck are amazing." Let's talk about practicing martial arts, haven't you noticed that under the same conditions, you can master much faster than ordinary people. ”

Jing Chuwei still didn't believe it, shook her head and said, "I just have a way to learn from it, and it's not that difficult." ”

"Draw a scoop with a gourd?" Jin Erniang couldn't wait to knock her little head with a cigarette stick, and said, "Any martial arts, you can learn it as soon as you learn it, and you will be proficient in a while, any ordinary martial arts in your hands can naturally emit huge power." In this regard, the average person simply cannot compare with you. ”

Jing Chuwei was a little speechless, but she couldn't refute it, so she could only whisper: "I'm because of ...... Because ........"

Jin Erniang had already inserted the cigarette stick into her waist at this time, turned around and left, but before leaving, she turned around and said: "When ordinary people fight, due to various factors, the martial arts of a body can only be played by seven or eight percent at most, or even lower; However, you can often play more than 120%, aren't you a god? Do you know what your colleagues at the Zisai border pass call you? ”

Jing Chuwei was curious: "Call me for what?" ”

Jin Erniang smiled coldly and pointed at Jing Chuwei's forehead with a finger: "Kill God!" Jing Chuwei—"

A true celestial.

The Killing God of the World......

At this moment, Jing Chuwei felt a very special force in her body, rising from the soles of her feet, and quickly dissolving under the limbs, and soon, it penetrated her whole body and penetrated her fingers.

Her fingers were white, slender and delicate.

The fingertips are sharp and agile.

The standard daughter's soft wattle is just a little

- not weak, quite powerful.

For some reason, these delicate fingers give people the feeling that they are very powerful and full of killing power.

All that was left of her body was the Hidden Blade.

There were no other blades.

The power of the whole body also seemed to gather in her palms and her fingertips.

The Hidden Blade seems to be one with her.

power, also down to the tip of the sword.

The killing array also melted into her body and blended into one.

She was

Kill the gods!

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