The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

Ji Zheng froze and forced himself to close his eyes to hide his killing intent: "Then do you know who it is and why you killed the Lin family?"

The ghost-masked man was still grinning, and said with a bit of temptation: "I know, I'll tell you if you unshackle me, little fairy master, it's fair."

Ji Zheng clenched his fists, as if he was bewildered, he finally used spiritual energy to push away the ghost-masked man's sea of ​​anger: "Say it!"

"Child, you are so naive." The ghost-masked man laughed loudly. Although his dantian was crippled, he didn't pay attention to a little doll who had just entered Qi training: "It's okay to tell you in order to repay your innocence. They are looking for a Child, it should be about the same age as you, could it be that child is you? If I bring you back, they will definitely find a way to restore my dantian. "

As he said, he reached out to catch Ji Zheng, but suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, with an expression of disbelief: "What's going on?"

"It's really you." Ji Zheng's expression was indifferent. Although he helped the ghost-masked man loosen the shackles just now, he also left a spiritual energy in his body, and now this spiritual energy directly took the ghost-masked man's life.

Now that he had guessed his identity, there was no way to keep him alive.Ji Zheng avenged himself, turned around and walked in the direction where Fang Qian and the others left.

"You are the lone star of the devil, and you will bring disaster to everyone close to you. This is a curse that you can't erase..."

The faint voice of the ghost-faced man before he died reached Ji Zheng's ears. Ji Zheng paused, but did not turn his head.

Fang Qian waited at the next turning, resting with his eyes closed while holding the sword, and opened his eyes to look at Yu Ji and others when he heard footsteps.

Yu Ji understood and patted another disciple on the shoulder: "Come on, let's bring him over."

"No need, he committed suicide." Ji Zheng looked at him gravely, as if he wanted to find out if he had listened to the conversation between himself and the ghost-faced man, or how much he had heard.But Fang Qian was obviously stunned for a moment, his expression did not seem to be fake, he should not have eavesdropped.

Yu Ji frowned: "Brother, let's go check..."

"Forget it, death is death, there's nothing to see. Let's go, it's getting late, we should go back." Fang Qian yawned and pressed Ji Zheng's head: "Children don't always Sleeping never grows taller."

Ji Zheng breathed a sigh of relief when he said this, and opened his clenched fists.Although he was cursed not to grow taller every day, it was undeniable that his originally tense heartstrings were not completely relaxed until this time.

Perhaps because the master was gone, Fang Qian and others quickly found the exit.

Outside the secret road, the moon is bright and the stars are rare, surrounded by an endless wilderness, the sea of ​​stars and moonlight are the only light sources around.They leaned against an osmanthus tree, and there was a strange fragrance of osmanthus in the night wind.

"What kind of place is this?" The young disciples looked around in confusion, "Hey, why is this tree..."

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree gradually became transparent and disappeared into the air after several people walked out of the secret path.With the disappearance of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the surrounding area became more empty, and there was no light in the world within the hope.

Fang Qian thought for a while and simply sacrificed the cloud boat, and chose a random direction to fly.

Holding the two yuan of himself and Ye Xiaoqing on Yunzhou, the disciple hesitated for a moment, and reported the situation on his side to the master Tang Jingci, briefly explained the whole incident, and emphasized that there was still a relationship between the governor and the murderer. Ye Xiaoqing's disappearance.

"You don't have to worry about the prefect. As a teacher, you will ask the court for an explanation." Tang Jingci said in a slightly confused voice: "But your little sister has already returned to the sect."

Fang Qian exerted a little force on his hand and almost crushed the disciple's order. They changed from unannounced visits to open investigations for Ye Xiaoqing's disappearance.

"Hey, I'm also to blame for this matter. Your junior sister just arrived this morning. I forgot to tell you when I was busy." Tang Jingci hesitated consciously, and the topic suddenly changed to his busy work today. On the matter: "The secret realm of Yaozhou has been opened ahead of time, and there are only less than four months left. Don't go to Changzhi Town, and return to the sect as soon as possible."

He cut off the contact without waiting for Fang Qian's reply.

Fang Qian looked at the wilderness where he still couldn't tell the direction, and fell into deep thought.

In the end, Fang Qian and others barely found a village in the early morning of the second day. After inquiring about the location, they realized that this was a border town far away from the Taihang Fairy Gate. arrived.

Only then did Fang Qian understand why Ye Xiaoqing didn't join him after he disappeared, but went straight back to the sect.The magic weapon of the Emotional Ghost Mask is still a random door, which may be teleported to any place after opening the door.

Ji Zheng was stuffed into the cloud boat by Fang Qian and slept all night. At this time, taking advantage of the light of dawn, he went back to meditate outside the cloud boat.

The rising sun hit his pretty little face, making his complexion rosy and eyelashes as long as a fan.It's really cute to just close your eyes and stand still, without looking at people with gloomy and cold eyes.

Fang Qian rubbed his fingers, wanting to pinch, and it looked good.

When he was about to move and was thinking about how to do it, Ji Zheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked over: "Brother."

Fang Qian was stunned for a moment, consciously exposed, and withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

Ji Zheng didn't notice Fang Qian's movements, he just stood up and bowed solemnly: "Can you teach me how to practice swordsmanship? I want to learn swordsmanship."

Fang Qian was stunned for a moment, walked up to Ji Zheng and said seriously: "You have just started practicing Qi, and you are not in a hurry to decide your future direction. Kendo is not a matter of a day or two, but a hundred years, a thousand years or even countless years. This road is difficult, but it’s good to think about it.”

Ji Zheng raised his head and looked at Fang Qian, with a rare solemn voice: "I've made up my mind."

Under the rising sun, the two people, one tall and one short, looked at each other. Fang Qian saw the seriousness in Ji Zheng's eyes, not only that, but also a little bit of admiration.

Fang Qian was stunned for a moment and subconsciously nodded, only to realize that he had unconsciously responded when he recovered.

Forget it, there is still a long way to go back to Xianmen from here, anyway, idle is idle, teaching children to pass the time is not bad.

Since if you want to practice kendo, you must first have a sword. Fang Qian only has a Junhong and now there are cracks on it, and a wooden sword is better for young children to learn swords.

Knowing that Fang Qian wanted to borrow wooden swords, Yu Ji, the richest among the outer disciples, immediately took out more than ten wooden swords, and looked at Fang Qian shyly: "Brother, these are all my treasures, please use them as you like. "

Fang Qian didn't understand what was so precious about this undecorated wooden sword, so he picked one up, only to find that there were inconspicuous small characters engraved on the lower part of the sword—Jun Hong: "..."

Ji Zheng didn't expect that one day he would actually get the wooden version of Junhong that Lin Shaoxin wanted to collect, and the moment he held the sword was a bit indescribable.

Fang Qian coughed. He originally planned to erase the engraving on the sword.But thinking that it was carefully collected by others after all, he finally dismissed this idea resentfully.

Fang Qian, as the senior brother of the Taihang Immortal Sect, was originally accused of instructing the disciples of the outer sect, but after 20 years of wandering in modern times, the level of this business is a bit sparse.Looking at Ji Zheng holding the sword in both hands, he didn't know where to start.

He thought for a while and took out more than a hundred planks from the cloud boat and put them in front of Ji Zheng: "You just need to cut all these planks into two pieces today."

Ji Zheng, who was expecting Fang Qian to teach him sword moves, looked a little disappointed, but he obediently walked to the wooden board and chopped it down with all his strength. The board didn't move at all, and Ji Zheng's hand hurt from the shock.

The wooden boards on the cloud boat are all leftover materials from the construction of the cloud boat. Although it is only a thin piece, its strength is not trivial.

Sitting on the soft couch beside him, Fang Qian looked at the shocked and confused expression on the child's face, and couldn't help laughing: "You can't do this, the sword is not just the wrist."

Before Ji Zheng became angry, he hugged Ji Zheng from behind with one hand, held Ji Zheng's hand with his right hand, and slashed down with the sword in his hand, causing the board to crack.

Ji Zheng stood there in a daze, he didn't remember the movement of the sword at all, his brain was completely occupied by the temperature behind him.It was the first time someone hugged him when he grew up so big. Although it was not a complete hug, it was indeed as warm as expected.

"Yo, you're still shy." Fang Qian saw the red ears of the child when he let go of the child, and he couldn't control his paws and stretched out his hands to pinch them a few times.Unexpectedly, there was no resistance, only Ji Zheng's glare.

Fang Qian let go of his hand with a smile: "Continue after the meeting."

Ji Zheng took a deep breath, and slammed down on the next piece of wood, without even a single crack appearing.Ji Zheng bit his lip and hacked a dozen times in a row, the wood was as smooth as night.

Fang Qian watched the child slashing at the board and ran to the corner to shut himself up. He blinked his eyes and was a little confused. He said that the protagonist's talent is far superior to his own?

"Last time." Fang Qian raised his hand and slipped Ji Zhengti back, half-embracing the child and beheading his hand again...

In the corner, Yu Ji looked angrily at the senior brother he adored, teaching Ji Zheng hand in hand, trying to rush forward time and time again, but was suppressed by his fellow disciples.

"Senior brother is still so gentle and patient." The round-faced little junior sister looked at the senior brother with her face infatuated, wishing to forget all the swordsmanship she had learned, and ask the senior brother to teach it again after remaking it.

She sighed and looked away reluctantly: "Okay, let's go, don't bother senior brother."

The words of the round-faced little junior sister won the approval of everyone, and everyone collectively carried Yu Ji back to their room, and the gentle and patient senior brother in her mouth, after Ji Zheng successfully split the first piece of wood, leaned on Falling asleep on a soft couch.

Ji Zheng looked up, his small face wrinkled, and he unconsciously relaxed his movements.