final catastrophe

Chapter 60 8. The Magical Skill of Boiling Beef
Because the customs clearance document is complete and legal, there is no hindrance along the way.

A few days later, Xia Ji rode his horse into Lingye City, and after several turns, he stopped in front of an old but quiet knife club.

After fastening the horse rope and walking to the door, he suddenly frowned, because the knife club was strangely quiet.

After pondering for a while, he pushed the door open and entered, and then saw the blood red all over the room, as well as the fishy smell wafting.

The disciples of the Wuxie Sword Club were lying on the ground in a mess, with more or less injuries on their bodies, and some of them lay down forever, unable to get up.

"Where's my sister?" Xia Ji asked the first sentence coldly.

If something happened to that woman, he wanted the entire Longzangzhou to be buried with her.

Fortunately, his anger hadn't burned yet, and the girl wrapped in plain white fox fur came out from behind the curtain coughing lightly. Her complexion was a little pale, a little sick, and she looked extremely weak.

Xiao Xiang'er was supporting her, but her petite figure could only reach Xia Tian's ears, and she was also very weak, not only weak, but her face was as golden as paper.

Xia Ji knew that this was the consequence of forcibly casting that slaughter magic.

The sword array formed by the evil sword technique, paired with the Wuxu flying knife, plus the killing magic, who can come in such a formation?

Hundred Swords Gate, impossible.

So, he asked the second question coldly: "Who did it."

"I don't know." Xiao Xiang'er was very ashamed, while Li Wuhuan and Lin Juewu stood on both sides with their heads down, but their hands dripped blood from time to time. Obviously, in the previous fight, they did not hold back their hands, but Do your best.

"How many people?" Xia Ji asked again.

This time, it was Xia Tian who answered him, and the cheap sister glanced at him with complicated eyes, and said, "There is only one person, a person who has no shadow, no breathing, and no heartbeat."

She coughed twice and continued: "There is a seven-turn miraculous kung fu in Jianghu, called the magical kung fu of cooking cows. The practitioner's body is surrounded by an invisible layer of qi, so outsiders can't see his shadow or hear him. I can't feel his breathing, and I can't feel his heartbeat. Such a person has always been a born assassin."

Xia Ji's eyes slowly turned cold.

His coldness finally made Xia Tian feel a little warm, as if some of the barriers before had melted a little bit.

Then she said, "This assassin came to kill me. However, your little members saved me, so you don't need to blame them."

"Actually, your members are very strong, a little too strong. They really don't look like members of an ordinary knife club, so the assassin was disrupted because of this. When he missed a hit, he immediately run away."

After finishing speaking, Xia Tian crossed her hands, raised her head, and quietly watched her younger brother with a white and sickly face. She was familiar and unfamiliar, and she no longer knew what to say.

Unexpectedly, it was not someone else, but his younger brother who shattered his murderous knife.

He really has such ability, why didn't he reveal it in his previous life?
Haoran righteous?

She bit her lip, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable.

So he stretched out his arms and said softly: "Is it really you? Sister. I really can't believe it. In just a short time, my ineffective younger brother has grown into such an upright man."

Xia Ji said gently: "It's me. With me here, no one will dare to bully or hurt you in the future."

Xia Tian pretended to smile sweetly and said: "The lord is not dead, the catastrophe is not extinguished. Didn't my brother hear it? I think the assassin who came to kill me this time is also for the sake of the whole world. In other words, I deserve to die." Only when I die can this river and lake go on peacefully."

"Otherwise, why did I have to be so extreme back then, standing directly on the opposite side of the rivers and lakes instead of trying to blend in? That's because my sister understands that I am incompatible with this world."

"I'm not allowed to live. When I have strength, I can fight. When I lose strength, I don't want to hurt you anymore."

"So, I want you to take back the promise you just made."

"I don't need you to promise that no one will dare to bully me or hurt me."

When it came to the end, Xia Tian's voice became calmer, as calm as ice.

Xia Ji showed a bright smile, he shook his head slowly and said, "I refuse."

"You!" Xia Tian frowned and pointed at him, but still put down her hands and stomped her feet, "Can't you listen to my sister? You were the most obedient before."

Xia Ji ignored her, turned around and looked at the commune members who were still lying on the ground. There was hatred in their eyes, which was hatred for being too weak.

It's a good look.

So, he ordered the people who were still able to move to take out the original healing medicine in the knife club, and then supported each other, sat up cross-legged, and luck healed.

It didn't take much effort to heal the wounds, all the assassins used were ingenious skills, and to some extent it was just trauma.

Xia Ji arranged for the cheap sister, and asked Xiao Xiang'er to cook some hot soup with the food in the cellar. Jing Xiang is good at cooking, let alone the soup that is only nourishing the body. She quickly made it and then shared it with everyone.

The soup is chicken soup, stuffed with some secret ingredients in the belly, it smells delicious.

So, Xia Ji took a few sniffs, and then smiled.

After a stick of incense.

The members of the commune who drank the chicken soup fell limply to the ground, including Xia Tian, ​​and Xia Ji also fell with the flow.

On the yellow wooden table, the only remaining pot of chicken soup that had bottomed out was emitting heat, and the air was eerily quiet.

flutter.
The bamboo curtains in the backyard slammed softly, and a gust of cold wind blew in.

That Fengxing came here, but he didn't back down and continued to move forward until it turned into a sharp cone-shaped cold light, screaming low and coming through the air.

In an instant, she was in front of Xia Tian.

Ding.
The cold light stopped suddenly, like a poisonous snake retreating, and quickly returned.

After a pause of a few seconds, a man with a bleak face and drooping lips floated over with an umbrella. He came to Xia Tian's side like a ghost, took out a purple pill the size of a sesame seed from his arms, and was about to stuff it into her mouth.

This woman must die, whether it is the order of the Dragon King or his heart, they are all so eager.

The robber will never die, and the catastrophe will never end.

If the catastrophe is not extinguished, the rivers and lakes will be sunk in the flames of death no matter what is right or wrong.

So, he smiled miserably, and the pill was already handed out.

The sugar coating wrapped in the purple pill melts in the mouth, and then a colorless and odorless strange poison escapes. This strange poison was obtained by chance in the Fengxue Mountain in the extreme north of Longzangzhou.

It was an unbearable memory, after all, even he didn't want to think about Jibei's weird pupils.

If possible, he would never set foot on that crazy and strange place again in his life.

But he also understands that this is an extravagant request. If Tong Dao has been there once, he will go for the second, third, and fourth time, otherwise his eyes will be blind.

　Thanks to Xiao Xiami Aston, Taishang Dejun, the mountain is as old as before, and the reward of X5 is dead!thanks for your support;)

　　
　
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