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The old master in the mouth of the dead man of the Tibetan sword is the eldest princess of the former dynasty, the biological mother of the summer, and the current Qin Guifei.

Hundreds of Tibetan sword warriors, proficient in hundreds of skills, all of them are rare talents.

Qin Guifei handed over this group of people to Xia, which was equivalent to handing over all the heritage of the Hidden Dragon Society to Xia and building his real team.

Qin Guifei, her beloved son is selfless!

Summer looked up in the direction of the palace and muttered: "Mother, you have to be good, wait for the child to deal with the affairs of the Great Wilderness State, and then come to pick you up to enjoy the blessings." ”

He waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, please get up!"

"Yes!"

The young man of the Tibetan sword obeyed the order, did not drag the mud and water at all, stood up, did not squint, and waited for the instructions of the summer.

Summer walked up to the leading boy: "What's your name?"

The leading young man replied coldly: "Return to the master, hide one." ”

The corners of Summer's mouth hooked up with a hint of curiosity: "Why don't you call me a young master?"

Zangyi replied expressionlessly: "Because the old master has an explanation, from the moment we meet the master, we have only one master, only listen to the master's orders, and die for the master alone!"

Summer frowned: "Why do you have to die for me?"

Zangyi replied without hesitation: "The only way to die for the master of the Tibetan sword is to live up to the mission." ”

Summer's brow furrowed even deeper, and she asked tentatively, "Now, what if I want you to die?"

"Whoosh"

Zangyi magically took out a paper bag, and said with a serious face: "Master, this bag is poison, after taking it, I see blood to seal my throat, if the master wants to let Zangyi be poisoned and die, I will take it immediately!"

Now.

Kuriichi's face was full of piety, and his eyes were fanatical, as if he had died at the behest of summer, and for him, it was the fulfillment of his highest wish.

Summer shook her head: "No need to be poisonous." ”

Hiding a pair of hands, the poison magically disappeared, and a sharp short sword came out of his sleeve and fell into his hand: "Master, this is the ancient sword given to me by the old master, named Blood Dragon, blowing hair and breaking hair, as long as I cut off my throat, I will die immediately." ”

Summer stretched out her hand: "Bring it to me!"

"Yes!"

Zangyi respectfully handed over the dragon blood ancient sword to his master: "Please check it master, this sword is sharp, and it will definitely make Zangyi die without pain." ”

Xia silently took the dragon blood ancient sword, only to see that the sword was only one foot long, and the sword body was densely covered with dragon scale-like traces.

On closer inspection, there are traces of hammer strikes, and each semicircular hammer mark is exactly the same in depth and texture, showing that the caster's control of strength has reached its peak. ”

Although this is an iron sword, it looks like a hundred refined steel, and the blade is extremely sharp, exuding a trace of coldness.

Summer thoughtfully, he handed back the dagger and asked, "What are you good at?"

"Casting!"

Zang Yi knows everything, and his words are endless: "I inherited the ancient sword-casting lineage, and I am the best at sword-casting, and I can also cast all kinds of weapons and agricultural tools. ”

"As long as there are drawings, Zangyi should be able to cast. ”

Summer smiled gently: "Put away the sword!"

"Do you have any other ways to kill yourself?"

The short sword in Zangyi's hand flew into the sleeve and disappeared, and another beast tendon appeared in his hand: "Master, Zangyi can also hang himself to death to ensure that his master's eyes are not dirty." ”

"Actually, as long as the owner is willing, I can bite my tongue and kill myself, hit the wall and die, jump off the cliff and die, pick a branch and poke myself to death"

Kuriichi said it extremely seriously

There are thousands of ways to kill others, and there are just as many ways to kill yourself.

When they are trained, they are not only the best dead soldiers, but also the best spies.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Summer's scalp was also a little numb when he heard it, and he ordered seriously: "Zangyi, you listen well, in the future, without my order, you will never be allowed to die!"

"Follow me, you have to live well!"

"The return of life is not only about dying, but also about experiencing the meaning of life!"

Zangyi still said coldly: "Master, the meaning of Zangyi's life is to die for you!"

Summer: ""

"It's an order!"

"Yes!"

Kuraichi's tone didn't fluctuate in the slightest emotion, as if he was just a puppet with a physical body.

There is indeed a set of ideological erasure of the dead man with a hidden sword.

Then.

"Whew"

Summer exhaled deeply: "I order, all of you, in the future, without my order, you are not allowed to die!"

"Follow me, you have to live well!"

"Yes!"

The Hidden Sword Dead Man once again knelt down on one knee and saluted: "Obey the master's order!"

They raised their heads and took a deep look at Summer, as if there was an inexplicable warm breath brewing in their chests!

It seems that at a certain moment, unparalleled power can burst out!

Their new owners, completely different from the old ones!

The old master raised them one day, so that they would die worthwhile!

The new owner let them live well!

Why do they think so differently?

If you are alive all the time, is it still a dead man?

For the first time, Zangyi and the Tibetan Sword Boys were confused about life and death?

"Get up!"

"Yes!"

"You're doing extreme hardiness training?"

"Yes!"

"How long will it take?"

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