Ji Xiao buried Gu Weirui in a cemetery she had chosen before her death, where the location was excellent, you could see both the Four Seasons Villa and the endless river, surrounded by all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, no matter at any time, it is guaranteed that there will be flowers in full bloom. If Ji Xiao died, he would also be buried here.

Life is the same, death is the same hole!

Ji Xiao became a father for the first time, and this feeling was very new and strange. Originally, he wanted to name his daughter "Miao", the so-called "sound in the air, color in the picture, moon in the water, image in the mirror, endless words and infinite meanings", can be called "wonderful".

But Ji Shan didn't agree very much, he felt that the word "wonderful" was too thorough, too born.

So Ji Xiao chose "Sheng", taking the meaning of "drums, drums, and chimes", which also symbolizes the good relationship between Ji Xiao and Gu Weirui. Ji Sheng's wrinkled little face could vaguely see that his eyebrows were very similar to Ji Xiao's. The old saying that a daughter is like a father seems to have been verified here by Ji Liao.

Because of the birth of her daughter, it more or less diluted the sadness in Ji Xiao's heart. But Ji Sheng couldn't change the speed of Ji Xiao's aging, she didn't even know that she lost her mother as soon as she was born, and even her father would be lost soon.

Babies are not worried, they can laugh when they want to laugh, they can cry when they want to, there is no need to hide it, everything is natural.

Ji Xiao comprehended the truth of "dedication and softness" from his daughter, which made his control over the sword qi and thunder sound more thorough.

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It's the end of March, and it's April in the world. This year, the snow melted late, so spring naturally came late. Now it is the season of spring when the haze is stained by a river, and there is a flat boat rowing through the slowly flowing river, which is very natural in the picturesque scenery.

Soon the boat docked, and a young scribe walked out of it, dressed in light blue, against the green hills.

Zhuo Qing met the young scribe outside the gate of the Four Seasons Villa, and in his opinion, this sudden guest was really too handsome, and he should even be described as beautiful.

The Four Seasons Mountain in spring is already very charming, but he doesn't seem to be inferior at all. Maybe this guest is a woman, Zhuo Qing thought to himself.

Zhuo Qing had matured a lot, and he smiled: "What's the point of visiting the door?"

The young scribe said, "Come and compare swords." ”

He emphasized again, "Find your son-in-law to compete with swords." ”

Zhuo Qing's expression was slightly abrupt, and he asked, "May I ask who the guest is from what sect." ”

"Qingwei, the sword bearer. The five words came out of his mouth.

At this time, Zhuo Qing couldn't care that the guest's voice did sound crisp and soft, so he guessed that he was most likely a woman. He sighed and said, "You're late." ”

The young scribe said, "Why?"

Zhuo Qing smiled bitterly: "My son-in-law passed away three days ago. ”

The young scribe said: "Impossible, he is still so young, if he dies, how do I know who is stronger, he or me." ”

Zhuo Qing said: "Regarding this matter, my son-in-law has left a few words, if you listen to it, you will definitely know the answer." ”

The young scribe said, "You have to tell me exactly what he says." ”

"He said that no matter what kind of sword you used to cultivate, when you came to the villa, you must have brought with you a short sword that was less than a foot long. Zhuo Qing said slowly.

The young scribe said, "Why is he so sure?" ”

His words undoubtedly implied that Ji Xiao was right.

Zhuo Qing said: "My son-in-law said that many of the other eight sword bearers have extremely powerful flying sword skills, and you are also sword wielders, even if you practice the flying sword technique to the extreme, you will not be more clever than other sword wielders." Past facts have proved that to defeat him, it will not work by relying on the skill of flying swords.

He thought about it, if you dare to challenge him, you must have practiced a special swordsmanship, this swordsmanship does not have to be perfect, but it must be unexpectedly tricky and vicious. If the sword technique should be to this extent, then the sword body should not be too long, too long and the flexibility will be reduced, but it should not be too short, too short to guarantee the power, he said that if it is just a little shorter than a foot, then it is very appropriate.

My son-in-law also said that your set of swordsmanship must be a complete set of combo methods, because the later you come, the more cautious you are, and cautious people often think carefully and will calculate what kind of situation will be after a miss.

But he also said that if your cultivation does not break through to a real person, then the entire set of swordsmanship will not exceed nine moves. Because your spiritual cultivation is only enough to support you to the point of pushing the ninth move. ”

The young scribe said coldly, "What if my swordsmanship has a tenth move?"

Zhuo Qing said lightly: "My son-in-law said that if you ask like this, his answer is that you will still lose." ”

The young scribe was unconvinced: "Why?"

Zhuo Qing said: "Because my son-in-law can imagine how fast you can draw your sword, and how fast his sword is, you can't imagine it at all." ”

The young scribe sneered: "That's just talk, I haven't been beaten, who knows the real answer." Take me to him, I don't believe he's dead. Even if he is dead, I want to see what this man looks like. ”

Zhuo Qing said: "My son-in-law also said that you are a smart person, and when you hear his words, you should know that you have lost, whether he is dead or not, you don't need to see him." ”

The young scribe said, "No, I want to see you, and if you say one more word, then don't speak again." ”

His sword did not appear, but Zhuo Qing felt as if he had been pressed against his chest by a sword.

Of course Zhuo Qing didn't want to die, not to mention that Ji Xiao even said that if this person insisted on seeing him, then let him see him, and after seeing him, this person would definitely die.

Although Ji Xiao was dead, Zhuo Qing still respected Ji Xiao like a god, so Zhuo Qing honestly took the young scribe to Ji Liao's mourning hall.

A coffin rested inside.

The young scribe walked up to the coffin, pushed it open, and heard a thunderclap.

He had never heard such thunder in his life.

Thunder comes and goes fast.

Zhuo Qing almost collapsed in fright, because Ji Xiao, who was already dead, was sitting in the coffin. And Ji Xiao's evil sword was piercing the young scribe's heart, piercing through the chest accurately.

The sword qi pierces the heart, and the thunder sound breaks the soul!

This was the peerless swordsmanship of Sword Qi Thunder Yin, and the moment the turquoise sword plunged into the young scribe's chest, the meridians of his whole body were destroyed along with his soul.

Ji Xiao smiled at Zhuo Qing again and said, "Don't be afraid, this time it's really dead." ”

This was indeed the last time Ji Xiao spoke, Zhuo Qing stepped forward, he first looked at the young scribe, and sure enough, he found that he had no Adam's apple, and his hair was scattered, he was indeed a beautiful woman, but she was already dead, dead in Ji Liao's hands.

Zhuo Qing actually didn't say the last thing to the young scribe, that is, Ji Xiao guessed that she was a woman, because male sword cultivators are generally bolder, and their hearts will not be so fine, and if she is a man, she will not wait so long to go up the mountain, this is the difference in the pattern of minds between men and women.

However, Ji Xiao mainly said these words to Zhuo Qing, and also told him that there was no need to say them to the young scribe.