...

One month later.

The airship directly arrived at the nameless town where the unknown person was located.

This airship in the monk world can obviously greatly increase the range of movement of the unknown.

Xia Ji thoughtfully took out the "parachute manufacturing map" that had been prepared long ago and handed it over to the unknown king.

On the other side, Xia Ning trembled and said, "Ex...sen, you didn't sell me, right?"

Xia Ji said directly: "Practice the great edema here well. If you have any questions, please find this person..."

He looked at the nameless king, the man who was once a legend in the world and now extremely loyal to him.

The nameless king whispered: "Empress Dowager, if you have any needs, please give me instructions."

Xia Ning was immediately happy when she heard the "Empress Dowager", and soon chatted with the Unknown King.

The nameless king... He is a person who can adapt to any identity, chat with anyone, and will be quickly regarded as a confidant by the other party, and then, he will quietly kill the target.

It is a normal operation for him to reassure the master and let Xia Ning adapt to this place as soon as possible.

...

Leaving the nameless town, Xia Ji came directly to the place he had agreed with Meng Po.

The dark cottage, from the outside, I never know that there is a rather unique little hidden under the cellar.

There is a black crystal coffin in the hall.

There was only a beautiful woman standing next to the coffin.

Meng Po is twenty-four years old this year, and her temperament has changed slightly. Her originally intoxicating and beautiful face has more human atmosphere. Her white-bottomed peach blossom silk clothes outline her figure and more mature curves. She pinched an oil-paper umbrella in her hand and velvet embroidered shoes, revealing her snow-white small foot surface. She was slit with cheongsams, and her calves like lotus roots are faintly visible.

Seeing that the visitor was a boy, Meng Po was not surprised at all. She called out to the Lord and then gave in.

Xia Ji walked towards the coffin.

Relevant information flashed through my mind:

Bai Qi.

male.

Fifteen years old.

Born to be mute.

Ten years ago, the sword immortal picked up Kunlun and taught him. The so-called teaching was to throw away a copy of his own experience notes and a "Baiyun Sword Technique" that was not passed down from level to level, and then he taught some key points. At the other time, Bai Qi also practiced like a normal disciple of the Kunlun Taoist Sect.

Five years ago, the sword immortal was frustrated by Ksitigarbha and went to seclusion to practice. Without taking a step, Bai Qi was exploring by himself.

The purpose of the Sword Immortal is actually very clear: to prove, teach and learn to improve.

Therefore, he taught three disciples different ways of using swords. He thought he wanted to see how far his sword could go if he had been disassembled. What he taught Bai Qi was the action of "sting". The so-called experience is to kill with one sword. This was explained in detail in the experience notes.

This little mute is also extremely talented. In five years, he practiced the [Baiyun Sword Technique] to the tenth level, and then stuck before the extraordinary, and he pondered the teacher's notes every day. Therefore, his sword skills are extremely sharp and never come out lightly, but he will die if he comes out.

He also got a title in the world, called Xiao Jiandi, and is considered the best among the top masters.

But the title is still for the sake of the Sword Immortal.

His senior brother and junior sister were respectively called Xiao Jiankuang and Xiao Jianxie.

This time, he was injured by Tiansu, the ancestor of Quanrong, and he was knocked away like a fly... But even so, he was still seriously injured and could not be cured, and could not even rush back to Kunlun.

Chichichichi...

The coffin was slowly pushed open.

A pale and elegant face behind him was exposed, with fluffy black hair and hanging down on his shoulders. His appearance and body were somewhat similar to Xia Ji. At this time, because of the mysterious jade on his mouth, his body looked crystal clear, clean and dry, and even exuded a strange fragrance.

There was a sword on his right hand. The sword handle was wrapped in black shark skin. The shank was carved from black iron to form a covered snowflake shape, and the guard was a delicately wrapped iron ribbon. The whole sword gradually narrowed downwards. When it reached the tip of the sword, it was already very thin.

This kind of sword is like a sewing needle or a gentleman's crutch sword, in short, it is a professional stabbing sword.

There was also a token on his belt, and the word "Kun" was written on it.

"Master, can it be?"

Xia Ji nodded.

In his eyes, the young man's Niwan Palace had already run out of oil, rather than a hot oven.

Then, in Meng Po's sight, he quickly shrank and disappeared from the spot.

The Sun Spirit Pattern has absorbed and stored all his power, turning him into the state of pure soul at the first limit of the heavenly beings, and then directly entered the Niwan Palace of the corpse.

His entry seemed to add new energy to this energy-depleting body. The young man Niwan Palace soon started to burn, and the fire of life swept across his body.

Murong Yanran was accompanied quietly.

After waiting for about a stick of incense, she saw the boy's fingers move, and then the boy had already sat up from the coffin. He wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something. He only gestured to the utter shape and could not make any sound at all.

The boy shook his head, grabbed his five fingers, and the dust on the ground was lifted up directly, forming a line of words in front of him: "It's done well, this body is very suitable."

His face suddenly turned red, obviously because of excessive capacity, and this body was too weak. Even if it was the most basic control in the divine realm, his body could not bear it for the time being.

Meng Po said softly: “Master, please slowly adapt to your body first.

I have entrusted Wuchang to deal with the underground assassin world. I will always be with you in the future. If you can, you nod."

Xia Ji nodded.

Meng Po's gorgeous little face showed a happy expression, and she said again: "Then if I get along with you for a long time, I need to have an identity, right?

If it is about brother and sister, Bai Qi has a pure identity and no sister at all, so this is inappropriate.

If it were the master and servant, Bai Qi was alone and a sword fool, such a gangster would not find a servant for himself."

She looked at the Lord carefully, and if something was wrong in the Lord's eyes, she would stop immediately.

Then...

The dark queen of Dazhou's underground heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She pressed her heartbeat and said in the calmest voice: "The most appropriate thing is that I and the Lord pretend to be husband and wife. Jianniang was injured and was taken care of by a country woman. She fell in love over time, and she got married, and everything was reasonable."

Of course, if the master really wants to be with her, he can fly out of the Niwan Palace...

Meng Po’s cheeks turned red and she whispered: “The Lord thinks it’s appropriate, so he nods.”

Xia Ji thought a little...

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ps:

1. It seems that pretending to be a couple is OK.
Chapter completed!