At around nine o'clock in the evening, Qi Lin and Guitong were lying on the roof of the wooden building, smoking a cigarette, and saw a big fat bird flying towards this side unsteadily from a distance.

Zhang Youcai was so weak that when he saw Qi Lin and Guitong, he fell straight down. He couldn't even maintain his beast transformation, and fell into a coma.

"Tsk, I suddenly feel that it is a very happy thing to fight against a weapon like you." Qi Lin said with a tut.

Zhang Youcai looked like he had just run an extreme marathon, Qi Lin carried him back to the room, and before he put it down, he was already snoring.

It was around 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, somewhere in Kyoto.

Jonah Jerome emerged from the wall, staggered and fell to his knees.

"Master." Even though he was seriously injured, Jonah Jerome still maintained his gentlemanly etiquette.

"Huh~" A man standing in the shadow let out a long breath, "Ming Emperor is missing, you didn't report it, and I was counting on you to come and make amends, now... eh? Why is it only you? Old ghost ?”

"I, we met the wood god! The old ghost is dead..." Jerome's voice trembled slightly, unable to hide the fear in his heart.

It's just that he doesn't know whether this fear is for Mu Shen Zhujian or the man in front of him.

"Hashirama, he didn't guard the dilapidated restaurant, he came to protect some brats, hum, Delevingne, I found you!" A gloomy voice sounded, but the figure had disappeared.

It took a long time before Jerome dared to collapse on the ground, probably because of his injuries. He took a deep breath, struggled to get up, turned in one direction, and disappeared into the darkness.

The training of Qi Lin and others is still going on. They got out of trouble in the morning and carried out their respective training tasks in the afternoon.

half a month later.

"Crack-!"

Qi Lin's muscles retracted, and he used an inch of space to explode suddenly, and a wooden bar snapped.

"Huh?" Guitong and Zhang Youcai heard the movement, and turned to look at Qi Lin in astonishment.

"Pervert! How did you do it?"

"That's it, that's it, it's hard to do this again?" Qi Lin said proudly.

Zhang Youcai: ヽ(●-`Д-)ノ Cao! !
Zhu Jian stared straight at Qi Lin, as if staring at a rare antique.

Eighteen days later, Qi Lin could no longer be trapped by simple wooden strips.

After 20 days, after Qi Lin, Guitong also broke the wooden stick and learned the precise use of power.

After more than 20 days of training, although the level of the three of them has not improved, their combat power is much higher than before.

As the one-month deadline approached, Qi Lin became more and more worried.

He was not afraid of the Zhao family, but mainly because he was afraid of hurting the two brothers.

Zhao Minghuang intercepted and killed himself for no reason, and Qi Lin was not afraid of confronting the Zhao family.

If the Zhao family is unreasonable and insists on asking Qi Lin to pay with his life, Qi Lin is not afraid, at worst, he will die.

It's just that these brothers, the younger sister who has just entered university, and the father who is far away, Qi Lin is really worried.

On this day, Qi Lin and Guitong had a simulated battle as usual, and when the battle was in full swing, a figure suddenly appeared.

The man held a straight knife and wore a funny clown hood on his head. He had already entered the scene and attacked the two without saying a word.

At this time, it showed the tacit understanding between the two of them who had been training for many days.

There was no verbal communication, or even eye contact. Ghost pupil turned into a mobile fort to consume from a distance, and Qi Lin stepped on the razor to fight in close quarters.

The tacit cooperation between the two made the other party flustered for a while.

"Slap--!!"

The same Lan's feet collided, and the man in the hood stepped back, posing in a strange posture of drawing his sword, and then opened his mouth.

"Eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, one blow, 36 winds of afflictions!"

The man in the hood swung his saber across the air. Whether Qi Lin was on guard, or was thrown high by the whirlwind formed by the saber intent, he fell heavily to the ground, with fine tears appearing on his clothes, and he suffered hundreds of wounds in an instant. knife.

As soon as the man in the hood was able to strike, he was about to step forward to make up the knife. At this time, Guitong opened his mouth with strange eyes.

"Master?"

With the sound of master, the man in the hood stood still, and he reached out to take off the hood after a long while, and it was a black satin entanglement!
"Oh~ my arm is broken, no way, my ribs are broken too, my waist..." Qi Lin had already stood up, but when he saw this scene, he quickly lay down on the ground, groaning in pain.

The corners of Liu Dao's mouth twitched, and he straightened his knife back into its sheath, ignoring Qi Lin at all, and went straight to Gui Tong.

"Ghost pupil, your strength has improved a lot, it seems that Hashirama's training results are not bad!"

"Well, Senior Hashirama is fine." Ghost Hitomi replied obediently.

For him to use the word "very good" is already a high compliment.

You know, most of the teachers in the school said "it's okay" in Guitong's mouth.

"Ah."

Then, Liu Dao pulled Guitong aside to ask questions, very much like the father and son who hadn't seen each other for a long time, the picture was not too warm.

Qi Lin felt extremely embarrassed lying on the ground alone, so he could only stand up resentfully, patted the dust on his body and complained: "Senior Liu Dao, you are not righteous, just try to test, hold me down and beat me wildly, ghost pupils touch me!" Didn't even touch..."

Liudao's eyes wrapped in black satin looked at Qi Lin, and the corners of his mouth twitched into a smile: "Boy, don't play poor with me, Delevingne told me before I came here, I will beat you up when we meet, and then we can talk about business If you want to complain, you blame him!"

"Damn it, you're so old." Qi Lin murmured in a very small voice.

"What do you say?"

"Uh, I said the old man is really considerate!"

Qi Lin was speechless for a while, sure enough, he couldn't whisper in front of a blind man, his ears were too sharp.

Liu Dao kept holding Ghost Tong to ask about his health, leaving Qi Lin aside, and Qi Lin also became quiet. It was useless for the afternoon training to be disturbed by Liu Dao, so he simply climbed up to the roof of the wooden building and took a nap in the sparse sun .

Such a leisurely life is rare, it was rare in the past, and it will be even less in the future, so Qi Lin cherishes it very much.

After waiting for more than two hours, Hashirama and Zhang Youcai returned, bringing back a large amount of ingredients.

This may be the most sumptuous meal in the past 20 days.

Hashirama still didn't allow anyone to help, and did everything by himself, and it didn't take long before serving a large table of dishes.

In addition to food, there is also good wine.

Zhang Youcai brought out a case of beer like a magic trick, which surprised everyone.

After drinking for three rounds and eating five flavors, Qi Lin finally couldn't help asking: "Senior Zhujian, this meal is not a break-up meal, right?"

The lively dinner table just now was extremely quiet. Zhang Youcai smiled and said, "Qi Lin, are you drinking too much? It's still a week before our training ends!"

"He's not wrong." Zhujian said lightly: "Because of your excellent grades, the training ended early, and my work will be taken over by Liu Dao for the next time, and the leave I asked for at Sanjiu's is about to end, what should I do?" Go back and help."

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