The Sword Dynasty

A drop of blood dripped from the sword of the red smoke. Fastest update

The sound of a drop of blood falling on the ground is very slight, but it is clear in her ears and the glass of the glass.

"Because it is tense, is this person more important to you?"

The net glass looked at the blood that fell on the ground, and asked faintly. Even the Yan Dynasty cultivators who were led outside the temple would return at any time, but she did not seem to have a hasty plan to leave.

After leaving Qinjing for so many days, she is already familiar with the powerful female assassin next to Li Si.

Before the red smoke, the sword will not waste half of the power.

Because she is just a calm killing, harvesting life, as long as the other party's death is determined, rather than venting anger, there is no need to consider whether the other party is dead or not, or is not enough to be bleak.

The strength of the savings, for the assassin, may be used for the next escape.

In the view of the net glaze, the sword that the red smoke killed the Yandi was too casual and too strong, unlike her previous style.

"These days, your cultivation is very fast, or I don't know enough about you. Your previous repairs have been so fast, but I slowly understood the reasons." The sword shook his head. "You are completely following your own thoughts and feelings. You don't even talk about how to do it in many practice books. You feel exactly what you are doing. Even the flow of real yuan, you feel. How to flow on how to flow, it’s exactly what you want to do, and you don’t care about the classics. I’ve been skeptical about the practice of your way, not following the rules of your practice and the experience of your predecessors. Do you do it, don't you be afraid of getting mad, even if it is adversely affecting your body's five gases, affecting the function of your guilt itself?"

"But it turns out that you are right."

Looking at the light glass in the light, the red smoke couldn’t help but shook his head again: "I later understood that the practice of this kind of thing is just like the teaching of literacy. Everyone's body is different, those seniors. There is nothing wrong with the experience, but that is just the feeling of their practice. And your intuition is what your body and practice need. In accordance with the explanations of the classics and the experience of the predecessors, I am afraid I have to go quite a lot. detour."

"And then?" Net glass looked at her and asked.

"I didn't deliberately control the strength of this sword. Maybe according to my usual sword, the strength of this sword is too much force." The pastoral red smoke did not feel that this place continued in this crisis-ridden place. The dialogue of the small difference in the strength of a sword is very boring, but then seriously said: "But after stabbing this sword, I feel that it is less powerful than usual, but it saves more strength. It turns out that more strength in the past is I spent my time carefully controlling my body."

"Controlling your body's flesh and blood is less powerful, but it will consume a lot of control power, and your mind is also the same." The face of the pastoral red smoke emerged with a strange look: "Li Sizhen said before death, if you want to know His story went to the Changling Sanchatang, but we went there when we left Changling. It was a very common place. He lived for a while and planted three eucalyptus trees. Nothing, asked all the people at that time, and found no other specialities in all corners. I still can't figure out when I left Changling, but with you all the way, I finally want to understand. Look at the Qin people. Come, eucalyptus and ghost, planting in the courtyard is ominous, but he doesn't care. Maybe he later rebelled against Li and destroyed Li, there is no special reason at all. He wants to do that, and feels that he is right, he will Then, just like you, now that you are a Qin person, I feel that it is a matter of course to let Qin destroy other dynasties. If you want to do it, you will do so."

"So Li Sizhen's talent is very general, but he can still become one of Changling's strongest practitioners, and your talent is extremely high, and the speed of practice is faster."

"And then?" The net glass looked at her eyes and seemed to see through all the thoughts she had at the moment. "What else do you want to do, is you trying to kill Qi Di?"

The red smoke suddenly laughed.

Her smile is also very rare.

"After some things I want to understand, it will be boring to repeat it. If you don't mean it, you don't want to do it. If you don't want to do it, you won't do it."

"Almost." She turned her head and glanced at the door of the temple, and said this again.

I don't know what she said is almost the same. It means that it is almost time to leave now, or there are other deeper meanings.

"So, don't you?"

The net glaze saw her mind at this time, but she couldn’t help but also had some curiosity. "Besides the assassin, what has made you finally get bored, what do you want to do most now?"

"I am going to travel around doing nothing, I have to teach people to practice by the way. Just see some poor girls like me when I was a child, or boys, I will give my practice to each other. No matter their qualifications. And no matter what kind of person they can become in the future." She is faintly smiling. "I don't want to participate in the battles between the top practitioners about the world and the dynasty. The infinite possibilities of these little people may be many years later. It will make me feel very interesting, there will be a lot of interesting things happening, let me hear."

"It's a bit interesting." The brows of the net glass were slightly picked, and I sincerely appreciated it.

Almost all practitioners are afraid that their opponents will know their secrets. The means of practice are secret. The unique books are never passed on. The female assassin has few rivals in the seven realms. Her practice is naturally better than the ordinary sect. Much more.

Such means are good to teach people everywhere, and there may be many interesting things happening in the future.

"fair enough."

When the shadow of the smoky red smoke disappeared into the temple, the net glass was quiet and said to himself: "The spectator's spectator, the departure, the fewer people who can ultimately influence, the simpler the matter."

"I really never take the usual path."

Walking in an unusually luxurious carriage in Yanjing, Xie Changsheng, who received a secret message from Wintertown, smiled and made such a comment.

Then he looked directly at Wu Hao, who was sitting across from him, and threw the secret message away. "The more chaotic the place, the more business it has to do. It is already chaotic, and then it will be more chaotic. The net glass will be directly Yandi was assassinated."

Wu Hao is not like Xie Changsheng as if he witnessed the death of a passerby. His breathing was slightly stunned and his shocked fingers were slightly shocked.

"Killing Jidan itself is fainting, Yan is not far away, now he has been killed, this Yan is going to be destroyed soon, and then Qi can not last long." Xie Changsheng still looks at the face, if any Thinking of playing his forehead, said to himself: "And then? Qin destroyed Yan Qi, smashed the heart of the glass, and like doing business, there is always a final purpose, she is still young, of course then."

Wu Hao took a deep breath and calmed down the shocked emotion. "Would she really stand on the side of Yuanwu and deal with Ding Ning?"

"Ordinary people may think so, but I don't think so." Xie Changsheng laughed: "She didn't know that she was not as good as Ding Ning. When she was studying with Ding Ning in Changling, she felt that Ding Ning was much better than her, but At that time, she did not want to compare with Ding Ning. In my opinion, she did not have the idea of ​​winning the game with Ding Ning."

Wu Hao frowned, he did not refute, but he did not think that Xie Changsheng said it was right.

At this time, anyone, any idea will change.

"and then?"

However, Xie Changsheng is already knocking on the window of the carriage. "A person like her, the last, then, what is the most interested and wants to do?"