Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

The thoughtful Yuan Suiyun connected her gaffe with Ji Xianjun's just now, and suddenly...the look in her eyes became very meaningful.

After Gu worms' unavoidable methods, it is absolutely impossible for Yuan Suiyun to believe that Ji Xianjun's methods are inferior to that of a shop owner. Then the question arises, what did the two of them just say?

Actually need to be sneaky! ! !

Facing Yuan Suiyun's suddenly dangerous gaze, Sun Xiuqing suddenly felt that his mind was clearer than ever before, and he didn't even feel shaken by the "you two are going to be okay?" The fact that the forces on the other side are absolutely impossible to end amicably.

"Ahem, I heard from you that the person behind the whole incident is most likely the head of Tsing Yi Building, and the killer organization is more likely to be the force that wants Yuan Suiyun to live. Their two purposes conflict with each other, and it is unlikely to come In the end, we can work together well, and it is very likely that at the current stage, it is only a matter of time before we can make up our minds, so I think this should be an opportunity."

When life is threatened, people are able to unleash unprecedented potential to protect their only life.

Seeing Yuan Suiyun look back with a thoughtful expression, Sun Xiuqing couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

It was almost over.

Bang bang bang - the heartbeat went from frighteningly fast to normal beating frequency, Sun Xiuqing couldn't help glaring at the culprit angrily.

Ji Xianjun, who was as embarrassed as her but didn't face any questioning, blinked and showed her a gentle smile.

Sun Xiuqing: ...

This special code must be discriminatory!

The red sun rises from the end of the sea of ​​clouds bit by bit, and the radiant light bursts out in an instant, and the land and the city wake up together in the morning light.

Pedestrians began to appear on the empty streets, and the passing pack horses "aggressively" stepped across the ground.

The merchants who rushed to the city gate early nodded and bowed to welcome the inspection of the city guard, and there were also some farmers whose homes were in nearby villages.

Carrying straw baskets and carrying firewood, I came here early in order to occupy a good position in the market that will be waiting later.

After the curfew was lifted, the whole town came alive, the doors that were closed at night opened the small doors, and the people who got out rubbed their hands to pull the ropes and tear down the signs.

Although the lanterns under the beams of the inn burned out the candle oil, it did not hinder the fresh air that leaked out the moment the door was opened.

Chu Liuxiang and the others were ready to set off before the boss chased them away. With the refreshing morning dew falling from their hair, they couldn't help taking a deep breath of the clear morning air.

"It's really comfortable."

The horse pulling the cart at the door shook its head sensitively, and the bell around its neck jingled.

Zhang Yingfeng led a group of sleepy-faced juniors and juniors, and clasped fists at Chu Liuxiang to compose the song.

"Chu Xiangshuai, since we made it clear last night, let's leave now and wish you all the best."

Chu Liuxiang replied without hesitation: "You too, be careful on the road."

Hearing this, Zhang Yingfeng said straightforwardly: "I believe that Xiaoxiao we met on the way back to the mountain, we brothers and sisters can still deal with it."

Chu Liuxiang said sassyly: "Since that's the case, I won't say much. Thank you for your help these two days. If there is a chance in the future, Chu Liuxiang will definitely visit Emei."

"Xiang Shuai's words are serious. I would be ashamed to be a knife in the hands of others. How can I help? When Xiang Shuai comes the next day, I will say it early. I, Zhang Yingfeng, will sweep the couch and cook wine in preparation for the king's arrival."

Zhang Yingfeng said seriously: "Please!"

Chu Liuxiang: "Please!"

Watching their figures gradually disappear out of sight from a distance, Chu Liuxiang turned around and looked back, Ji Xianjun, who was walking down the stairs in a lazy manner, raised his eyebrows at him.

"People are gone?"

Chu Liuxiang nodded: "Where is Yuan Suiyun?"

Ji Xianjun suppressed the yawn, frowned and tilted her head, covering her breath with one hand, her tone became more and more lazy.

"how could I know?"

Chu Liuxiang twitched the corners of his mouth. At this time, Ji Xianjun had already walked down the last step, and came to the entrance of the lobby under the vigilant gaze of the shopkeeper.

This sight a little stimulated Ji Xianjun's temper that became impatient after not taking much rest.

"...you won't be angry, will you?"

Chu Liuxiang, with a keen intuition, persuaded softly before things got out of hand: "Don't be as knowledgeable as them, are you hungry, do you want to eat a few snacks to pad your stomach first?"

However, this is actually because of his nervousness, Ji Xianjun would not dare to attack a commoner, glanced at him with a sleepy look, and shook his head: "I have no appetite."

"what happened?"

Finally found that Ji Xianjun was in a very sluggish state, Chu Liuxiang asked with doubts and concern: "But what's wrong?"

"It's not."

Ji Xianjun obviously kept silent about her abnormality, and asked instead: "They just left like this?"

Chu Liuxiang: "Well, the master is in charge, and the senior brothers of the Emei School can clearly distinguish the important from the outside."

Ji Xianjun jokingly said: "His younger brothers and sisters are willing?"

"So what if you are not willing?" Chu Liuxiang said with a normal expression, "We have already said everything we need to say yesterday. It's hard to say that it won't be seen as targeting our weaknesses, but leaving will ensure their safety."

"I don't think you guys arranged it well, but it's... boring."

After Ji Xianjun finished speaking in a light tone, his eyes had already fallen on Chu Liuxiang.

Chu Liuxiang just barely said clearly on his face - "Can you always play it safe?"

Ji Xianjun laughed lowly, her unhappy mood became comfortable after teasing Chu Xiangshuai, and Chu Liuxiang, who noticed the change in his surrounding breath, let out a relaxed tone.

Just when the bell rang outside the door, the tall and comfortable man in green clothes and long lapels jumped out of the carriage, and Chu Liuxiang paid attention to the horses and carriages that had just stopped at the entrance of the inn.

"Yuan Suiyun, I thought you were doing something!"

The man in Tsing Yi raised his head, and it was Yuan Suiyun's face. With a smile on his lips, he casually replied, "What does Chu Xiangshuai think you're doing down there?"

Chu Liuxiang pretended to be narrow-minded and said: "For example, go and set up a hundred and eighty traps for me to jump into."

Yuan Suiyun chuckled, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Unfortunately, I don't have so much time to set up a hundred and eighty traps."

Chu Liuxiang made an exaggerated expression of reassurance, but Yuan Suiyun said in the next sentence: "There is still time for three or two."

Chu Liuxiang's expression froze immediately.

Ji Xianjun: "Hehe, did you deliberately make me laugh?"

Hearing his opening, the two people who were pretending together put away their tacit understanding of going back and forth.

Yuan Suiyun walked up to the door of the inn two steps at a time, and quickly walked into the lobby, covered in dew and the coolness of the morning.

"The frame is fully prepared and ready to go now."

Chu Liuxiang touched her tight waist, turned her head in front of Yuan Suiyun and asked, "Is Mr. Ji feeling impatient?"

Yuan Suiyun said lightly: "Don't worry, I have prepared dry food."

Chu Liuxiang immediately spoke righteously and acted more positively than anyone else.

"Then let's go."

Ji Xianjun: "Ha."

Two little guys who can make people laugh.

When the carriage and horses were firmly seated, Chu Liuxiang, who was driving the carriage, was biting into the fragrant flatbread, flicked his whip, and the carriage began to move slowly.

Ji Xianjun slightly closed his eyes in the carriage, pointing his forehead to recall yesterday's dream.

Maybe it's because the gods think he's really too idle. When he closed his eyes last night, he entered another world.

When you close your eyes, an old man sings:

"There is Mt. Mang. There is Mt. Gui. There is Mt. Ma, and there is a man on it named Prince Changqin. Zhuanxu gave birth to Lao Tong, who gave birth to Zhu Rong, and Zhu Rong gave birth to Prince Changqin. It was on Mt. Ma that he began to play music."

The sound of music beside his ears is as cool as autumn waves, and the water is more colorful than brush and ink. In a trance, he seemed to see a young man in white holding a huge brush, one heavy and one light, outlining the mountains and rivers.

He opened his eyes instinctively amidst the ever-increasing sound of the piano, and passed through the millennium illusion at a glance, until he arrived at the ancient land of Mt.

In the book, Mt. Li is a fairyland with beautiful scenery, and huge lakes gather around the mountains.

In the early days, there is a sea of ​​clouds reaching directly to the blue sky, in the afternoon, the lake is sparkling, and in the evening, the golden crow turns back to Tanggu from the west.

The scenery on the lake changes from far to near, and the scene in front of you also changes from the fiery red of the burning treetops to the warm yellow of the heart. Bearing the heart to let it be buried, he sang from the bottom of his heart and sang a little word that has been passed down for thousands of years.

The artistic conception in the words is profound, and once someone let go of their body and mind to savor the delicacy of it, they will definitely be tempted by it and be rewarded with its soft inner beauty.

Unfortunately, when Ji Xianjun "woke up" in his dream, it was not the evening sunset full of emotion, but the ignorance of the dew on his clothes and the faint morning light.

"This is……?"

He looked thoughtfully at the clothes on his body that were different from when he was awake. If they were similar, although there were differences in details, they were generally more similar to the outfit worn by Sect Master Jingtian at the monthly court meeting.

Dragon patterns on a purple background, crowns and beads, heavy colors on the body, and Xuan as the respect.

Ji Xianjun raised her brows steadily, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then turned to playfulness, her eyes couldn't help but stop at someone other than herself.

From just now, the sound of the piano in the ear has not stopped.

It seems that the sound of the zither rolling up the raging waves is awe-inspiring, and the quarrels are sonorous and powerful, as if to accuse the injustice of this fate.

The heartfelt voice of the person playing the qin can be clearly seen in this qin music. He is clearly a fairy but imitating the predecessors and walking against the sky.

Ji Xianjun didn't intend to be a passerby, so she found a flat place to settle down, and quietly became a listener.

Lakes and mountains, beautiful people.

As a dream, it is already very good.

The man in white clothes loosened his long hair, and when the sound of the piano became more and more intense, he was also focused as if he was flying away in the morning mist, with a fairy air that was not like ordinary people.

Although in Ji Xianjun's view, none of the costumes he wears are gorgeous and trivial, and none of them are made by ordinary people, but this does not prevent him from playing the sounds of nature and war songs with a pair of skillful hands, inspiring and leaving his name here and now, Turn back the time of this Wanfang Suyuan, and change the sea in an instant.

Ji Xianjun has always been a silent listener, and unknowingly, the player gets tired, and loses his hand to pluck all the trembling strings on the piano, and finally doesn't even have the strength to hum on the last string.

The man slowly raised his head, his black hair was like a waterfall, two strands fell from his forehead, his face was as handsome as jade, and his eyes were as quiet as stars.

Ji Xianjun read a trace of weariness and fresh curiosity in his eyes. It has to be said that this is very strange. At first glance, it seems that there are two souls in this person.

One is old and the other is active.

"who are you?"

Finally, the man spoke.

Ji Xianjun was not surprised and said: "I am Ji Xianjun, how about you?"

I?

The man seemed to hesitate for a while before saying his name in that cool and beautiful voice.

"I... still the prince... Changqin..."

Ji Xianjun calmly said to the luthier who wasn't even sure who he was: "Aren't you sure? Then, do you want to try a different identity?"

The man who claimed to be Prince Changqin looked over hesitantly.

Ji Xianjun smiled and said: "I am very satisfied with your piano sound. You must know that there are not many luthiers in this world who I would willingly sit in this place and listen to the music. You are honored to be one of them. Be proud, your piano can undoubtedly replace any previous status, it is where your value lies."

Prince Changqin said hesitantly, "What do you mean?"

Ji Xianjun looked at him as if he was looking at another fool who didn't understand his own advantages. Although he didn't know why, Prince Changqin felt that he instinctively disliked such a sight.

"Please clarify..."

"I mean..." Ji Xianjun interrupted him, "Do you want to be my exclusive luthier?"

Prince Changqin: "...Huh?"

Ji Xianjun smiled and said: "Your doubts about yourself, unwillingness to destiny, and love for yourself make you not sure who you are. But if you hold my hand, then you just need to play the piano and put your Vent your emotions, I guarantee that at this moment, you undoubtedly exist, and no one can eliminate the influence you have made at this moment, not even God."

Prince Changqin's heart trembled, and the light in his eyes flickered.

"Ridiculous, that's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard, but..."

heart.

This is another story.

Ji Xianjun admired the beauty-like luthier from a short distance and plucked the strings again. His body and mind were quickly immersed in the music, and the murderous spirit jumping on his fingertips dissipated a little for some reason, showing Bring out the grandeur of the tune itself.

Ji Xianjun worked tirelessly to coax the luthier into the bowl obediently when he was resting. That kind gesture, which has not been seen for thousands of years, can scare the system to death once.

It would be great if you cared so much about the task object!

The system is full of blood and tears, Ji Xianjun has never seen it.

Wearing the emperor's clothes, he was more majestic and domineering than anyone else, but Ji Xianjun was able to get closer and closer, and finally enjoyed the beautiful scenery with him next to the luthier.

"Really don't think about it, the treatment is favorable."

"The next song, Flying Daggers."