Half a decade has passed since that day's ring competition.

During this period, although Ji Ge had said to tens of thousands of soldiers that day that he was already a member of Ming Rui in the school martial arts field, he did not stay in Ming Rui's military camp these days, but ran to the dilapidated houses on the other side of the endless from time to time.

Known as the "Black Armor", Ming Rui still had a full armor of 30,000 people before the war, but after the war, only a few thousand people remained, and most of them were wounded.

There are not a few wounded people like Yan Huifeng who have broken arms and stumps, so it is not an exaggeration to say that the battle wiped out the entire black armor Octavia.

Of course, the rest are not old, weak, sick and disabled, but now there are only a thousand people who can be pulled to the battlefield at most, and no matter how many they are, they will be killed in vain.

And the most important thing is that Ji Ge is not the commander of Ming Rui at this time, and now he can indeed be said to be a pawn "by virtue of the unknown".

Although he is now famous, he still has not built an inch of merit, and he has no military merits.

However, for Ming Rui's prospects, Ji Ge already has his own plan in his heart, and such a "golden pimple" can't let them be contaminated with dust and buried in the soil.

At this time, Ji Ge, who was sitting on the city trampling and looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, pouted, and when he thought that there would be that scene in the future, Ji Ge had hair on his body, and his whole body trembled.

He put his hands on his cheeks and looked at the Red Gobi that was obviously empty under the city wall, his eyes were shining, and his face was radiant.

There, he seemed to see a torrent of black steel tumbling and rushing, and the word Ji on the flag shone brightly in the scorching sun, dazzling.

At the forefront of that black torrent, there was a man wearing gold armor and holding a spear that broke the formation.

"Smack. ”

A wrinkled palm slapped the back of Ji Ge's head mercilessly.

Ji Ge, who was interrupted by the abruptness, glanced back at the man with some dissatisfaction, and said with a resentful expression: "What are you doing?!"

Still in tattered armor, the sloppy Wuya looked at Ji Ge's appearance, and rewarded him with a violent shudder, and shouted angrily: "You don't break your hands to count the days, this spring hunt is just around the corner, you said you don't practice your sword well, what are you thinking about here?" ”

Hearing this, Ji Ge pulled the corners of his mouth, looked at the scars on his arms, and the armor that was also tattered and almost wisps, as well as the wounds on his body that had not yet coagulated the blood scabs.

Of course, there is no doubt that the hundred and eighty wounds on his body are the work of the man in front of him.

"Boundless senior, are you planning to let me drag this injury with me to participate in the hunt of spring?" Ji Ge moved his butt slightly, and when it came to the wound on his body, he grinned in pain, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

Of course, these wounds are actually trivial, after all, Ji Ge is also a person who has experienced "strong winds and waves", and he has not tasted the pain of cutting flesh and bones, peeling skin and cramps.

Only this time it's a lot different than before.

Ever since Ji Ge defeated Huang Ting in the ring, Wuya's predecessors have never given him a good look.

And especially early in the morning of the next day, as soon as it was dawn, Wuya was dragged out of the futon by Ji Ge, who was still sleeping soundly, from the futon, saying that the sword intent of the sword in the next world that he saw him yesterday had not yet been completed, and he had to sharpen it well.

Originally, Ji Ge was sleepy and sleepy-eyed, and he didn't plan to take it seriously.

But later, who would have thought that he would directly use his sword qi to open up a small world on top of this city, enveloping the figures of the two of them.

That small world was full of fierce sword qi flying sideways, and as soon as Ji Ge was in it, a sword qi came towards him.

Ji Ge was so frightened that he thought he could dodge the side of his body, but he was still a step too slow, and the wisp of sword qi directly penetrated his arm.

Ji Ge's drowsiness at this time was directly reduced by the pain coming from his shoulder.

"Boundless senior!" Ji Ge, who had come to his senses in an instant, shouted coldly to Boundless in the distance.

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There was an unprecedented amount of anger in his tone.

"What are you shouting, my ears are so good that you don't have to be so loud. Wuya plucked out his ears and said impatiently.

Ji Ge covered the wound with blood gushing out and frowned.

"Boy, I'm also for your good, I want to temper your sword intent for you, don't be kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs. Wuya, who was standing not far away, saw Ji Ge with a gloomy face, and said with a smile.

Ji Ge simply bandaged the wound, looking at the small world where the sword qi was rampant in the sky, and he would be pierced like a hedgehog if he was not careful.

And this is not the most terrifying, Ji Ge touched the wound that was faintly painful, the sword qi pierced the wound, and it would leave a trace of sword qi at the wound, and this sword qi extended along the spiritual veins in the body, rampage in the body, turning clouds and rain.

"Then don't I want to thank you?" Ji Ge said through gritted teeth as he felt the movement in his body.

Wuya didn't seem to hear the meaning of Ji Ge's words at all, waved his hand and said with a smile: "It is said that the great favor is not grateful, what is the politeness between the two of us." ”

"Just take your time here and enjoy it. After dropping such a sentence, Wuya's body shook for a while, and then completely disappeared from this small world of sword qi.

Without the Boundless predecessors sitting in this small world, the sword qi here has become even more unscrupulous.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the sword qi is becoming more and more powerful.

In just half a pillar of incense, Rao is Ji Ge showed Lingyun's free-spirited body, and there were still more than a dozen deep scars on his body.

During this period, Yan Huifeng came to the city to look for Ji Ge once, originally planning to ask him why he hadn't returned to the barracks for so long, and the soldiers in Ming Rui also wanted to get to know him.

But when he saw Ji Ge, who was covered in blood in the small world of sword qi, rolling on the ground in a tattered bloody suit to avoid the sword qi in the sky, and the expressionless Wuya adult outside the small world, he suddenly felt that it was better not to mention that matter.

"Lord Wuya, what is the little hero doing?" Yan Huifeng asked cautiously.

"Practice swords. Wuya stood with his hands in his hands and said lukewarmly.

Yan Huifeng shrunk his neck when he heard this, and he didn't dare to take a breath in the air, look, this is also called sword practice, this is obviously fatal.

Since then, Yan Huifeng hadn't come to the city for the first time, and he was afraid that one day Lord Wuya would throw himself into that little world of sword qi if he was in a bad mood.

If it weren't for the bottle of elixir that Lin Langtian gave to Ji Ge, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to survive now.

The bottle of elixir had already been given to Wuya before, but when Ji Ge crawled out of the sword qi world for the first time, he was thrown back by Wuya with a disgusted face.

After hearing Ji Ge's complaint, Wuya pointed at Ji Ge's nose and scolded: "You kid is kind enough to be a donkey's liver and lungs, who am I getting up early and greedy for every day?!"

Ji Ge laughed dryly, but he refused to move his body, even if he was killed today, he would not step into that bullshit sword qi world for half a step.

Seeing his iron-hearted appearance, Wuya shook his head and sighed, and with a wave of his sleeves, he swept away the small world of sword qi that had been set up a long time ago.

Then the next one jumped and stood on top of the city stomping, and then sat cross-legged, roughly sitting side by side with Ji Ge.

The old man and the young were all silent, looking at the blood-like remnant sun slowly falling from the heavenly dome in the extreme west.

"Can you tell me about your plans?"

After touching about half a pillar of incense, Wuya was the first to ask.

"What are you going to do?" Ji Ge asked with a smile on his face, propped his hands behind his back, leaned back, and swayed his legs back and forth outside the city stomping.

"Stinky boy, what's the matter? I can't even believe it now?" Wuya took out the flask from his waist, tilted his head and took a sip, scolding with a smile.

Ji Ge snorted, sniffed lightly, deliberately diverted the topic, and said with a smile: "Senior, it doesn't smell like the wine of jade shallots." ”

Wuya glanced at him, "If it's a jade shallot, I don't know."

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Dao?"

There is only a little bit left in that pot of jade shallots, and I can't treasure it well, at least I leave a thought for myself.

So now I can only take some home-brewed wine on the Great Wall to satisfy my cravings.

However, the taste is far worse than that of jade shallot.

"Boundless senior, don't say that, I really don't have a pot on me. Ji Ge grinned and said with a smile.

"Are you really going to go toe-to-toe with the Holy Son of the Ghost Clan?" asked Wuya earnestly.

Ji Ge sighed, "That's a half-step creation realm, how can I have such a great ability, I can't use my cheekiness to block it at that time, right?"

Wuya glanced at the wounds on his body and took another sip of wine, which was a few fewer than he expected.

"It's a bit of a trick. Rao is so, Wuya nodded, "But you kid is not a fuel-efficient lamp, I don't believe you will be your head." ”

Ji Ge pursed his lips and remained silent.

Now he is indeed a little tricky for Mo Shangsang, the holy son of the Ghost Clan, even if he tries his best to win or lose, the best situation is also in the three sevens.

But as long as he participates in the hunt of spring, he will definitely be against him, not to mention the grudge between the human race and the ghost race for thousands of years, I am afraid that he will also personally handle the "soft persimmon" of the Gathering Spirit Realm.

"Hey. Ji Ge shrugged, looked into the distance with a deep gaze, and sighed.

The three holy lands in this spring hunt should only have a passing scene, of course, it is not excluded that there will be elite inner disciples to participate, after all, Lin Langtian has introduced the situation of the three holy lands with himself before.

In addition to these three holy places, the ghost clan doesn't need to think about it, probably because of the old ghost in the Tianque Pavilion above the island realm, he really doesn't have much good impression of the ghost clan.

There is also the immortal clan, I heard that it is the first woman Baili Sake on the land of Honghuang Ancient to lead the team, and she has never dealt with the immortal clan before, but she doesn't know what their temperament is.

As for what kind of national color and heavenly appearance the immortal woman named Baili Sake looks like, she can make Master Ning Ce praise her, to be honest, she is not very interested.

After all, the most beautiful woman in the world in my heart has been seen since I was a child, and that is my mother.

But if you can't make a grudge, you won't make a vengeance, after all, Ji Ge is not willing to participate in a spring hunt, so the holy sons of the major wealthy clans and those demonic geniuses will hold a grudge in their hearts and make enemies everywhere.

And then there is the demon clan, thinking of this, the corners of Ji Ge's mouth rose slightly.

I just don't know if what I did in the town can be remembered by the Qingfeng wine.

Although he was indeed under his banner before, but in the end he gave him a big gift, and he received such a big gift from himself invisibly, could he still fight himself in the hunt of spring?

And there is a link between him and the demon clan, which is full of heaven.

Presumably, his identity and background are full of Tianjun, whether it is out of his original intention or whatever, he should tell those people of the demon clan.

And before leaving, he also invisibly revealed the relationship between his boundless predecessors.

Although Ning Ce is now far away in the sky, there are still boundless predecessors with unfathomable cultivation around him.

The step-by-step layout in the town of the mortuary, falling again and again, the so-called "accumulating soil into mountains, wind and rain prospering", a little bit of general trend gathered for himself, are all for this spring hunt.

If he could, he would really like to be able to make friends with those people in the demon clan, and he also wanted to know what kind of strange woman Bai Luohua was who overwhelmed Qing Fengjiu and Jiang Duhou.

"I'm really looking forward to the so-called trial of the wealthy clan of the Spring Hunt. Ji Ge smiled, with a spring breeze on his face.

Wuya glanced at this scene and heard this sentence in his ears, he poured another sip of wine and grinned, it seemed that there was no big problem.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt that the self-brewed wine in this pot was not so tasteless.

Actually, the wine is okay!

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