March, when the flowers and plants are luxuriant, is a good time to go green.

On Qingniu Mountain, the peach blossoms are in full bloom and beautiful.

A pair of teenagers and girls were lying side by side under a peach tree, snuggling up to each other, whispering softly, touching each other, regardless of whether there was anyone around.

The young man's pair of salty pig hands went directly to the girl's waist.

"Don't!"

The girl hurriedly avoided it, and let out a laugh like a silver bell, which was better than the call of the oriole bird.

The young man was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a face like a crown of jade, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome face, and a long and straight figure.

He was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and his gestures were quite heroic and noble, and his family background was obviously extraordinary.

And the girl in the yellow dress beside him, although she is only thirteen or fourteen years old, is already slim, with prominent breasts, she is not very old, and her figure is already a little attractive.

The appearance is even sweeter, there are two pear vortices at the corners of the mouth, and when he laughs, he bows his head, and his charming Tiancheng is so fascinated that Qi Ming is fascinated.

The girl looked at the young man tenderly and silently, a charming smile appeared on her pretty face, and she said in a crisp voice: "Brother Qi Ming, there are still seven days before the four major academies come to our Tianwu Kingdom to recruit students. At that time, young talents from all over the country will gather in the imperial city for the entrance assessment of the four major colleges. ”

"Brother Qi Ming, you have always aimed to enter the Royal Academy, how are you preparing now?"

Qi Ming held the girl's little hand, and the corners of his mouth outlined a proud smile, "Sister Cui Ping, the Royal Academy is the first academy of the Heavenly Martial Kingdom, and it is difficult to join it!"

"However, with my current strength and natural qualifications, it should be no problem to enter the Royal Academy. ”

When Xiao Cuiping heard this, she sneered: "Brother Qi Ming, you are too modest! You are the son-in-law of the Qi family, the four major families in the Imperial City, and you are the first genius of the young generation in the Imperial City!"

"A year ago, you were the ninth level of the Tongmai realm, and I gave you the orb that I unintentionally obtained, and your cultivation has reached the triple level of the warrior realm, and there is absolutely no problem in being admitted to the Royal Academy. ”

Xiao Cuiping continued, a look of envy flashing in her eyes.

"Cuiping, in seven days, you will definitely be able to pass the examination and enter the Royal Academy with me. We are already engaged, and when we successfully enter the Royal Academy, I will ask my father to give a dowry to the Xiao family and marry you home as soon as possible. ”

"Brother Qi Ming, don't say it, it's embarrassing......"

At this moment, Xiao Cuiping's pretty face suddenly flushed, and she was extremely ashamed.

Qi Ming's face was full of expectation, but he didn't notice that a cold cold light suddenly flashed under Xiao Cuiping's eyes.

Xiao Cuiping's right hand seemed to press on Qi Ming's lower abdomen dantian unintentionally, and suddenly burst out with a strong true qi, and a ball of fire burst out from his palm.

Suddenly, a ball of blood emerged from Qi Ming's dantian, and there was a dark red bead the size of a peanut in the blood, which was as transparent as glass, emitting a faint red light.

Qi Ming was in pain, looked at Xiao Cuiping with a shocked face, and shouted:

"Cuiping, what are you doing here?"

"Qi Ming, you don't really think that what I gave you is a treasure orb, this is a soul snatching bead, specifically to seize your Fire Jiao Martial Soul, only in this way can I fuse your yellow-level five-grade Fire Jiao Martial Soul, form a dragon and phoenix twin souls, and become a peerless genius. ”

Xiao Cui Pinglu stared at the Soul Snatcher Bead excitedly, and said unhurriedly, as if everything was under control.

In the Shenwu Continent, if you want to become a martial artist, you can only awaken your own martial soul.

Through the martial soul, you can communicate with heaven and earth, absorb aura, and practice.

There are many kinds of martial souls, varied, and countless, which are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, each level is divided into ten grades.

If the level of the martial soul is higher, then the speed, ability, and potential of cultivation will be stronger, and the greater the hope of becoming a strong person in the future.

"Soul Reaver?"

Qi Ming's face immediately changed greatly, revealing a look of shock and anger, and he shouted: "Xiao Cuiping, you actually used me to take away my martial soul with the Soul Snatcher Bead?!"

"You have such a vicious heart!"

Under the anger of the heart, Qi Ming Dantian was in pain, spit out a mouthful of reverse blood from his mouth, and passed out.

Xiao Cui Ping glanced at Qi Ming with contempt and disdain, and then used his body technique to sweep away with great lightness.

She was extremely beautiful, like a peach blossom fairy in the peach blossom forest, but she didn't expect to be a scorpion woman.

......

The next day, it was just dawn.

In an antique room, the bed carved from pear blossom wood, the antique bronze mirror are neatly arranged, and the decoration is gorgeous, all revealing the noble status of the owner of the room.

The boy on the bed was fourteen or fifteen years old, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was like nothing, as if he would lose his breath at any moment.

There was also a little girl next to the bed who was sobbing quietly, wiping the sweat for the boy from time to time.

The young man is naturally Qi Ming, he was robbed of the fire Jiao martial soul by Xiao Cuiping, and fainted in the peach forest on Qingniu Mountain, it was the clansmen who found him and was brought back, otherwise he would have been fed to the demon beast and died.

The little girl is Qi Ming's personal maid, Ji Shuirou.

Ji Shuirou was wearing a white dress, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a melon seed face, big eyes, long eyelashes, a Qiong nose and a mouth, beautiful and refined, like an independent green lotus.

Beauty is no longer under Xiao Cuiping, if it weren't for Qi Ming being fascinated by Xiao Cuiping, how could he not see Ji Shuirou's beauty.

At this moment, Ji Shuirou cried in a low voice, but there was a bit of pear blossoms with rain, quite a bit of weak beauty.

"Ahem...... ”

With a coughing sound, Qi Ming on the bed seemed to move, shouting:

"Cui Ping, don't, don't take my martial soul, ah!"

As soon as the words fell, Qi Ming suddenly sat up, and then fell straight on the bed, making a muffled sound.

Rao is like this, Ji Shuirou's pretty face showed a look of surprise, like a blooming peony, making the flowers dark.

"Young master, it's great that you're awake!"

Ji Shuirou exclaimed in surprise.

Qi Ming didn't seem to be able to hear Ji Shuirou's voice, his eyes opened, bloodshot, staring at the ceiling with a hollow eye, revealing a sense of determination, as if he was ready to die at any time.

Ji Shuirou looked at Qi Ming with great concern, and didn't speak, just watched quietly, she hoped that the young master could cheer up.

In her mind, the young master is the sky, the young master is the earth, and he is the first genius of the Tianwu Kingdom.

How could such a genius be decadent?

He will definitely pick himself up and regain his strength.

But how did Ji Shuirou know that Qi Ming's martial soul was taken away, and he could no longer cultivate from now on, and could only become a wasted person.

A waste person who is not even as good as ordinary people, with no power to restrain the chicken, how to regain his strength, how to compete with Tianjiao, these have become flowers in the moon and water in the mirror, and a dream of yellow sorghum.

"Shui Rou, you go out first, the young master wants to be quiet. ”

After a long time, Qi Ming seemed to have finally figured it out, and a low groan came out of his mouth, almost imperceptible.

But Ji Shuirou still heard it, then nodded, and walked out of the room in a low voice, leaving Qi Ming with personal space.