"Cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

Accompanied by a cough like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, a thin young man stood on the ring with his chest covered.

"Wow, the sick girl is still here to compete for the leader?" Many people sneered. This is the world of cultivators. Generally, minor illnesses and pains are treated with pills. If the disease becomes like this, it must be a congenital deficit. How can such a person practice?

"But he is pretty, he is pretty." Several female cultivators' eyes shining. For them, it is one thing to be a leader, but it is another thing to be a good person. It is best to be both powerful and beautiful.

On the ring, the man between the teenager and the young man had stopped coughing. He raised his hand and pulled out a pitch-black sword, without light and blade, like a black wooden stick, as if he would break it if he pinched it hard.

As soon as the black wooden sword was released, the laughter around him became even louder. However, the opponent on the ring was so angry that his face turned red, "Sick, dare to humiliate me?! Don't think that the leader is bigger than me, so I can't kill you!"

"Cough cough cough..." The sick and weak looked at his opponent inexplicably. How could he be ashamed?

Qing Lingling's dark eyes were like black pebbles across the water, clear and deep, as if they were magical.

"Wow..." A female cultivator covered her mouth and exclaimed. At that moment, her heart was moved by those eyes. It was a feeling that was almost touching.

Others were also suffocating.

Someone said weakly, "Is he a girl? He is practicing charm?"

Suddenly everyone became more interested, and looked at the sick beauties on the stage with a scorching look.

Ling Jinxi sighed and took the lead in drawing the sword. It was an extremely exquisite sword technique, astonishing as a geek and as gentle as a dragon.

It was so wonderful that the onlookers ignored the powerful power and the powerful spiritual power he showed.

When the opponent came to his senses, the man had already withdrawn his sword.

"Ha...haha, are you here to dance? Just don't dare to hit me and let you..." The opponent was afraid, and that was a powerful opponent.

The sick man's lips were purple and panting at this moment.

"Ha, are you a fool? Before the opponent made a move, he was just jumping around here alone, but he still lost his energy. Now someone will kick him and he will fall down."

"He is insulting the leader's competition!" A male sword cultivator shouted angrily.

Although the leader of the Western Continent is not as good as the Eastern Continent of Yuezhou, the leader's position is useless.

"Hmph! Did it be sent from Dongzhou or Yuezhou? Do you want to humiliate Xizhou like this on purpose!" A female cultivator also frowned.

The leader of Xizhou is indeed more interested in communication skills, but without sufficient strength, it is impossible to command so many Xizhou families.

The sick young man listened to the discussions of the people around him, and turned into a noise little by little. He tried his best to support himself. His heartbeat was like he wanted to break his ribs and break free from his chest. His breathing was obviously doing his best, but he could not relieve the suffocation. In the huge buzz, he looked at the angry gaze, stood up with his head raised, and with a whistle, he crossed his sword in front of him.

"I will become the leader of the West!"

Just like a young tiger, it showed its fangs to the world for the first time. Others don’t know his danger, they just think he is cute and ridiculous.

"What are you waiting for? Fight this embarrassing guy!" With everyone's shouts, Ling Jinxi's opponent finally made up his mind.

He hid his sword and rushed towards Ling Jinxi, who was still gasping for breath.

This attack is nothing wrong with it, it is a pure competition for cultivation.

The layman watches the excitement, while the expert looks at the tricks. As an opponent, how could he not see the exquisiteness of this kid's swordsmanship just now?

With the same cultivation level, competing with this sick man with sword skills will only have no chance of winning. Then take advantage of his illness to kill him, and take advantage of his lack of physical strength to reduce his strength to ten times!

The yellowish spiritual power rushed towards Ling Jinxi, which was the thick earth heavy sword technique of the heavy sword gate.

A girl covered her eyes and couldn't bear to watch the boy being split in half.

The winner has been decided.

The sick boy slowly walked off the ring, and he was still coughing from time to time...

On the ring, the opponent flies

The head that fell to the ground looked at his left back.

Everyone was silent, everyone was upset, then... what was that?!

At this time, Ling Jinxi had returned to the hotel. He was still coughing, and even coughing so that his whole spine was trembling.

"Hey, don't die. I'll take you out secretly, not letting you die halfway." Another young man stepped forward and wanted to support him, but he avoided him.

"Thank you." Ling Jinxi raised her head and smiled sincerely. His lips were a little purple, and his face was blushed after a violent cough.

"You, why are you so arrogant? I just help you. Could it be that if I touch you, you will marry me?" The young man was named Wei Lin. After the war that year, he had been living in the Ling family.

It is said that Wei Lin could not see Ling Jinxi because he was always busy with cultivation and was always on the road to study. However, this year Ling Jinxi suddenly became seriously ill and stayed in the Ling family to cultivate.

Wei Lin has always heard that there is a young master in the Ling family who has been proud since childhood and never sees people easily. After finally having a chance, he naturally has to go and take a look.

Climbing up the high wall, under the pink wisteria flower stand, a young man was dancing his sword, short hair, white skin, and long sword.

Since then, Wei Lin always quietly went to see the young master, even if he just looked good.

"Come out." Ling Jinxi's voice was clear and unique rhythm, and most people couldn't imitate it.

He had already discovered that someone was spying on it, but the person was just watching, so he didn't care.

But now the competition for the top leader is about to begin, but the Ling family is worried about his body and does not want him to fight.

"Wait for ten years, and you will be only twenty-nine years old after ten years. It's not too late to win the position of leader when you are well!"

Isn't it too late?

Too late!

Ling Jinxi didn't want to wait, nor would she wait.

Becoming the leader of Xizhou is only the first step in his life plan. In any case, he cannot let anyone disrupt his plan.

Wei Lin jumped into the yard. He was a little embarrassed, but he still smiled brightly, "Your swordsmanship is so powerful, why don't I have a few moves with you?"

"No, I'm leaving the Ling family tomorrow." Ling Jinxi looked at the man with a smile, "I'm not very familiar with the road, can you help me lead the way?"

In the sun, the fair and elegant sword holder spoke.

"Of course! I, I, I, I will prepare now, you, you, or we can set off now."

"I'm going to read a book, so..." Ling Jinxi nodded, walked through the pink wisteria flower stand, and returned to the room.

Half a year ago, Ling Jinxi returned to the Ling family.

His body seemed to have been hurt in some way. As a cultivator, he should have been strong in his five internal organs, but his heart and lungs were damaged in secret, which could not be repaired, would not be healed, and could not even see any problems. It was just a pain and a cough.

"The system, the current task is to become the leader of Xizhou, right?" Ling Jinxi confirmed again.

When he woke up seriously injured, he had something.

Fortunately, there is such a thing that can make his chaotic memory have a little clue.

"Yes, big brother, you are not well integrated with the memory of your body after the time travel, so your memory is confused. As long as we finish the task of Xizhou Leader, we can get the Nine Breaths of Conquest. That magic trick can repair all injuries!" The system secretly wiped away his tears.

As a system, it must be the worst.

Other systems are directing the host. When they arrive, they have to coax the host.

Looking back then, it also controlled countless hosts to be cows and horses for it. It only needed to let those hosts get some of the things they were destined to have, and could easily grasp them.

But now this person, cough cough, although he forgot, he has become stronger.

It is so powerful that even the system must be polite to him.

When Ling Jinxi left the Flesh and Blood Underground Palace, he and Ji Weiliang were actually the same, and were spiritually polluted by the strange temple.

Ji Weiliang firmly believed that he would die, so he sacrificed himself, Ling Jinxi

It was also because of the connection of God's promise, almost died.

Even if Ling Jinxi has a huge amount of divine power in his body, those who have not been refined by him after all, when the divine promises in his soul begin to break, those divine powers will go wild - he will turn into a crazy and weird monster.

The poor system used up all its energy before barely suppressing the divine power.

Anyway, in the end, the system and the world survived for a lifetime.

Anyway, the system will never dare to put any system of people on the air with Ling Jinxi again. Unknown divine power will be out of control, so even if it escapes back, all those related to it will be taken down.

The court of the universe, if the illegal divine power leaks the crime, it will not care whether they are innocent or not. If they release it, then they will be guilty and do not need any evidence or reason.

Poor system, no longer expects to get promoted and raise after completing the task.

It just wants to complete the task quickly to ensure that there will be no accidents of divine power leakage during this period, and just don’t let it go to the cosmic court.

Now Ling Jinxi is its master. Not only does he hold the power of life and death, but he can also decide whether the whole family should be in the bureau... If possible, the system would rather crawl out and work for Ling Jinxi by itself, and three incense sticks every day to seek stability in his divine power!

"That's it." Ling Jinxi grabbed her chin with one finger, "But I always feel like you're hiding something."

"Big! Big!" The system was crazy and guilty, "Think about how smart you are, you are smart and handsome, and have a great talent. What can I hide from you?

I, the male protagonist system, will always be loyal to my male protagonist Ling Jinxi! I will definitely not betray me!"

The system was almost showing loyalty in her chest, and Ling Jinxi just smiled sly, "You just need to promise not to lie to me, what? Doesn't your loyalty include honesty?"

"...Of course, including." The system was panicked.

"Then you say what you just said again."

"The method of taking in the nine breaths can quickly heal all injuries!" The system spoke quickly.

"I understand." Ling Jinxi nodded with a wicked smile. He always knew that there was something wrong with his memory, but what was the problem?
To be continued...