Qian Xunji Holding the sword manual tightly with both hands, and exerting slight pressure on his fingers, he couldn't help but secretly lift a corner of the sword manual, and peeked at the contents inside with his peripheral vision.
When he saw the words inside, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate.
What was written there was the same as what Zhao Ming told him, "If you want to practice this skill, you must first commit suicide."
Seeing these eight big characters, Qian Xunji's heart went cold.
Originally, he still had a glimmer of luck, but after seeing these eight characters, his last glimmer of luck was gone. He knew that if this sword technique could be practiced without chopping, Angel God would definitely not give it to them Spirit Hall. Therefore, what Divine Envoy said is true.
But for some reason, even after knowing the price, his fascination with this swordsmanship still did not fade away. On the contrary, he even became more obsessed.
This kind of swordsmanship is too terrifying. If he masters this swordsmanship, he might even be recognized by Angel Holy Sword in Angel Inheritance. At that time, holding Angel Holy Sword, using this sword technique, who could cut it out with one sword?
I'm afraid his father Qian Daoliu was no match for him at that time. As for the strong Upper Three Sects, he will directly obliterate him.
Thinking of these, Qian Xunji seemed to be in a daze. Looking at these eight characters, he couldn't help but have a bold idea in his heart.
That idea was so bold that he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
Is there any way to have both ends of the world?
If you want to get such a treasure, how can you not pay for it?
As Pope of the Spirit Hall, he naturally understands this truth.
"No matter what decision you make, you must think about the consequences. Once you make a decision, you cannot change it." Zhao Ming stepped forward and held Qian Xunji's palm, closed the page he had opened, and then warned. He knew that Qian Xunji had already made a decision, and he would definitely practice this set of swordsmanship. Now he is abandoning his responsibilities. He has warned Qian Xunji so many times. If something happens to him again, he can't be blamed on Zhao Ming.
In fact, Zhao Ming doesn't understand the thoughts of people like Qian Xunji. Is strength so important? If he faced the same temptation, he would never make that choice. Wouldn't it be nice to do happy things with your wife every day? No matter how strong you are after you chop it up, what's the point?
If you married a wife at that time, you couldn't push her with your fingers.
"Master Divine Envoy, I know everything. I know what I want, and I will make the right decision." Qian Xunji replied absently, with the terrifying sword light in his mind always playing in his mind.
He had a hunch that even an ordinary god's residence wouldn't be able to withstand such a sword.
A person who displays such sword light may have a feminine figure and a slender figure, but he is so majestic in his heart. Since the man in the picture knows this swordsmanship, he must already have that kind of yin and yang body.
How could he be laughed at by others as a yin and yang body like that?
There are only strong and weak in this world, so what does everything else matter? In order to become stronger, why not lose a medium-sized object?
Qian Xunji's expression kept changing, a little uncertain, but in the end it turned into a touch of determination. It's worth giving up something for strength.
Qian Xunji strode out, already making up his mind.
But before that, he needs to pass on the bloodline of the Qian Family. Spirit Hall has many women. He used to disdain them, but now he has to do something for the sake of blood inheritance.
Qian Xunji quickly returned to the Pope's Palace, collected the sword manual in his hand, and then ordered, "Give me the list of female disciples Spirit Hall and Spirit Hall Academy."
"Yes." Someone outside the hall responded and quickly handed the two rosters to Qian Xunji. Qian Xunji glanced at it briefly and sketched a few names on it.
"Call these people over. From today on, I will practice in seclusion. No one can disturb me, not even Great Elder and Saintess." Qian Xunji said. He wanted to pass on the bloodline as soon as possible, and then he could practice swordsmanship with peace of mind.
If the bloodline is passed on, he will have no more responsibilities. At that time, even his father would not blame him. Spirit Hall With one more strong man, he can overwhelm the continent.
Other sects will completely surrender to them when the time comes.
"Brother Zhao Ming, where have you been?" When Zhao Ming walked out, he saw Bibi Dong in the corridor.
Bibi Dong is wearing a black knee-length skirt and black pantyhose. She has a slim figure, her perfect curves are perfectly outlined, her long and lazy hair is shawl, and a faint warm fragrance wafts out.
As she walked, her skirt fluttered, revealing the curves of her round and upright calves.
Bibi Dong looked at Zhao Ming with some complaints, stepped forward and took Zhao Ming's arm.
"I have something to do with your teacher. This time I went to the upper world, and Angel God asked me to bring him something." Zhao Ming smiled, reaching out to hold Bibi Dong in his arms.
Now he can be regarded as revenge for Bibi Dong. In Bibi Dong's heart, what Qian Xunji did to her has always been a thorn in her heart, and now he has taken revenge.
When Qian Xunji practices Evil Warding Sword Manual, not only will he not be able to bully Bibi Dong, he will not even be able to bully other girls. At most, I just use my fingers. He just noticed in the secret room that Qian Xunji's fingers were very slender. But no matter what Qian Xunji does in the future, it has nothing to do with him.
"What?" Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment.
"It is a forbidden object. Although this thing is very lethal, even the gods will be jealous, but it requires a high price. So I asked him to keep it well and not use it unless absolutely necessary." Zhao Ming smiled. From now on, the treasure Bibi Dong belongs to him alone.
Yu Xiaogang and Qian Xunji have nothing to do with his baby Dong'er. Only he and Bibi Dong are lovers. He even had a hunch that even if he wanted to eat Bibi Dong now, she might agree.
"Oh." Bibi Dong nodded, feeling a little confused about what kind of treasure it was, but he didn't ask any more questions. Her pretty face was a little flushed, and she noticed that Zhao Ming was looking at her nakedly, looking at those places.
"Brother Zhao Ming, what are you looking at?"
"Look at my baby Dong'er. It's so big." Zhao Ming smiled. Although his Dong'er is still a girl, it is no longer small. The curves are perfect, no worse than anyone else.
"Brother Zhao Ming is good or bad. I went out recently and I really learned bad things." Bibi Dong blushed and couldn't help but stamp his feet.
"What's wrong? I just like my Dong'er, and I won't mess with other girls. Spirit Hall has so many beautiful girls, and it's like I've never even seen them." Zhao Ming said, patting her chest.
"That's true." Bibi Dong smiled, Brother Zhao Ming is still very innocent and will not be a prostitute. Apart from Sister Zhu, she was the only one beside him.
Spirit Hall There are so many beautiful girls, but he hasn't touched any of them.
This shows that Brother Zhao Ming is a very dedicated person. Otherwise, as Divine Envoy, what kind of woman does he want?
But when Brother Zhao Ming is outside, he is like a piece of wood and cannot communicate with other girls. She feels relieved about him like this.