Zuo Wuzhou's heart relaxed slightly, and his consciousness immediately blurred: "The enemy is not dead yet, Ji Xiaomo is still there."
The eyes that were originally dizzy and blurred suddenly disappeared, retaining the pain and clarity: "That's right, I haven't killed Ji Xiaomo yet. The enemy is facing us, so we can't relax for the time being."
He touched his heart and back, and found many broken bones, and severe pain in his heart. Zuo Wuzhou was sweating profusely, struggling to support his body with the Shijin Knife, and took several high-quality wound medicines in succession. From the storage bag,
He took out the soul-burning incense and lit it, gave Qiao Mi a few puffs, and then fed him a few wound medicines.
"Qiao Mi. Live well and let me try the effect of the magic of sending gods." Zuo Wuzhou was very happy. He cheered up and took good care of himself for a while. After applying the medicine, he used the Shijin Knife as a crutch and held him back.
The unconscious Qiao Mi rushed back!
Just looking at his traces, it was impossible to tell that he had any injuries, or even severe internal and external injuries! But he just dragged his broken body, supported it with his will, and returned. Just with this kind of steel
His will is enough to disdain the soul cultivation world.
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Unknowingly, the battle between Zuo Wuzhou and Qiao Mi went all the way to more than ten miles away, which was really amazing.
Now that he is back, even though Zuo Wuzhou is using his will as support, he still gradually feels that it is too much. The will is infinite, but the physical body is limited. If the physical body really cannot support it, no matter how strong his will is, it will be useless.
When I rushed back and took a quick look, I saw that Ji Xiaomo, who was leaning on the boulder, was gone. Zuo Wuzhou's expression changed, and he held the knife in his backhand to guard himself secretly, his canthus and teeth cracked in pain: "Where's the person?"
Looking around this jagged place with strange rocks, Zuo Wuzhou's mind wandered: "Did she leave?"
Vomiting a mouthful of blood, Zuo Wuzhou felt that the vitality of his body was rapidly draining, and his face turned pale. The injury was too serious, and if he did not recover, he would probably die: "I don't care. It will not be too late to kill her in the future."
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"Crazy, he's crazy."
Ji Xiaomo's face turned pale. He peeked from behind another boulder and was shocked: "This man is simply a lunatic, a monster made of steel. He is so seriously injured and yet he can still come back and want to kill me. He must not be
people."
"Fortunately, I moved over to hide, otherwise." Ji Xiaomo looked miserable. Although her injuries were much lighter than Zuo Wuzhou's and her cultivation level was much stronger, she still couldn't guarantee. If Zuo Wuzhou had found him just now,
She, can she survive?
"Ji Xiaomo, Ji Xiaomo, you think you are strong and tenacious, but compared with this man, you are nothing." Ji Xiaomo was in a trance and burst into tears: "Just me, I can really kill that man.
."
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I once again experienced the feeling of waking up leisurely. It was very uncomfortable. My head felt like it was about to explode. Every part of my body seemed to be protesting angrily.
Zuo Wuzhou groaned and covered his forehead, slightly blocking the dazzling sunlight: "Why did I faint? It seems that the injury this time was more serious than I thought."
A shadow suddenly blocked the sunlight that pierced his eyes. Zuo Wuzhou reacted immediately, causing injuries all over his body. He was in severe pain and his eyes moved slightly: "So you didn't leave! I was wrong. I should have searched carefully and killed you last night.
Just recuperate."
Ji Xiaomo's eyes were dim, his face was green and white, and mixed with blood all over his face. At first glance, he looked like a ghost: "It wasn't last night, it was three days ago. Your injury is so serious, can you support it?"
It's nice to live here, but you still want to kill me, you're so beautiful."
"I made a mistake, I admit it." Zuo Wuzhou looked indifferent, secretly activating his soul power, and the wounds all over his body collapsed again, causing his muscles to twitch slightly: "You want to kill me, you only have this one chance."
Zuo Wuzhou's dark pupils stared at this pale green and pale face, and said firmly: "Because I will never make the same mistake again, never again."
Ji Xiaomo's eyes showed a kind of stubbornness. He bit his lip and rubbed the thin sword glowing with purple light: "You think I don't dare!"
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Ji Xiaomo was cold and murderous, with a slight trembling of his wrist. The rapier wiped a bloody trace on Zuo Wuzhou's left face and stabbed it into the stone. Zuo Wuzhou didn't even move his eyes, looking at it like a wounded beast.
Hold her.
Ji Xiaomo felt a chill in his heart. He sneered: "But you are lucky. Although I, Ji Xiaomo, am an assassin, I also know how to express my gratitude. You saved my life, and I will repay you once."
"If I don't kill you this time, I will repay you. If you let me see you again after this time, I will cut you into pieces."
"You know, I don't want to save you. There's no need to prevaricate by saying "once for another time." Zuo Wuzhou was so painful that he was covered in cold sweat and sneered: "Next time I see you, I will cut off your head.
"
"I don't care what your intentions are, you saved me. Kindness is kindness and hatred is hatred. How I want to settle it is my own business." Ji Xiaomo snorted coldly and sat cross-legged across from him: "Next time I see you, I will
I will leave your body to wild animals to eat."
Zuo Wuzhou said solemnly: "Next time, I will chop you in half with one knife!"
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Before this time, Zuo Wuzhou had experienced many serious and nearly fatal injuries, countless on the battlefield alone. For example, he had a scar from the bottom of his ear to his neck, and one time he was almost decapitated by a knife.
This time caused great trauma to his body. The multiple fractures in his front, heart and back alone required some time for careful recovery.
Just looking inside based on my own perception is extremely shocking. Because the slight damage to the body caused by this battle is far more than before. It will take at least a month to slowly repair it.
Fortunately, Tang Xiaotian gave him two excellent pills. After taking them, his internal injuries recovered very quickly.
Ji Xiaomo's injury was easier than his, and she healed faster than him, but what surprised Zuo Wuzhou was that she didn't take the opportunity to leave, but stayed to recuperate.
Ji Xiaomo looked at him with hostility and smiled contemptuously, laughing at Zuo Wuzhou's idiot: "With my current injury, if I go out and encounter a magical beast, I will die."
Zuo Wuzhou was stunned. Finally he remembered a strange and surprising thing: "How come not a single magical beast has come over these days?"
Ji Xiaomo's sneer became even stronger: "I have never seen anyone as ignorant as you. Some medicine powder has been sprinkled on the outside here, which can prevent low-level soul beasts from entering. This is the outside of Tiansheng Valley, and high-level people who are not afraid of medicine powder
The magical beast is deeper."
"That's it!" Zuo Wuzhou didn't care about the ridicule. If he could gain more knowledge, it wouldn't hurt to be laughed at. With a thought, his mind converged into the life soul space. Sensing Jin Yan's weak life soul fire, his consciousness moved.
Suppressing this fire, I thought in my heart: "It's time for Jin Yan to come."
Somewhere in the distance, Jin Yan was riding the little white pig in high spirits. Suddenly, he was in great pain for no reason, and he fell to the ground. After he felt better, he pointed to the sky and cursed Zuo Wuzhou!
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For several days, Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Xiaomo recovered from their injuries without saying a word. Even if they occasionally saw each other, they were hostile to each other.
"This man is really an eyesore. I really want to kill this guy with one strike." Ji Xiaomo felt resentful every time she saw Zuo Wuzhou's rock-like gaze. Speaking of which, she also admitted that Zuo Wuzhou had his own share.
With his extraordinary majesty, she felt Zuo Wuzhou was an eyesore. It was purely because of his murderous intention towards this man, and it had absolutely nothing to do with his appearance.
Fortunately, a few days of recuperation allowed her to regain half of her strength. She was no longer willing to endure it and jumped up: "I'm leaving. Don't let me see you again next time."
Zuo Wuzhou's jaw dropped indifferently. Thinking of Yun Hailong's cruel words to Xiao Qingchen, his heart trembled: "Wait a minute!"
"Why, you can't wait to die so much!" Ji Xiaomo said coldly, with no reserve of murderous intent.
"You are hired to kill people, right?" Zuo Wuzhou suddenly came up with an idea: "How can I hire you for a year and a half?"
Zuo Wuzhou paused and said, "No, it's two years." His mother only had less than two years to live. He had to find the medicinal materials within two years, and he had no time to return to protect his family.
Ji Xiaomo could hardly believe it: "Is this guy teasing me? With his strength, even Lord Hunwu can kill him. Who else do I need to hire?"
Seeing Zuo Wuzhou's solemn expression, Ji Xiaomo's heart moved: "If you want to hire me, it will cost a lot of money. Do you have the essence of electricity or the land of thunder and lightning?"
"No. However, I have something else." Zuo Wuzhou pondered, then raised his head resolutely: "How about super soul combat skills."
Ji Xiaomo was furious. Zuo Wuzhou's super-soul fighting skills were clearly water-based and were not suitable for her at all: "How dare you tease me!"
"It's a super-soul combat skill without attributes!" Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were indifferent. The "Wuxian Seal" itself indeed had no attributes.
Ji Xiaomo was shocked: "How many combat skills do you have!"
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"If it's a real super-soul combat skill, it suits me. You can hire a few soul warriors for two years."
Before Ji Xiaomo finished speaking, a pamphlet came to her. She read it carefully and was ecstatic: "It's really a super-soul combat skill without attributes!"
Ji Xiaomo's joy subsided and turned into solemnity. To hire an assassin at the expense of super-soul combat skills, the opponent must be extremely powerful: "Tell me who you want me to kill, as long as it's not the Martial Emperor."
"It's not about killing people, it's about protecting people." Zuo Wuzhou took a deep breath to calm down the worries in his heart. He and the Yunxiao Sect were involved. No one knew whether the Yunxiao Sect would use his family to vent their anger. But he
Since he doesn't have time to protect his family, hiring the Wujun-level assassin in front of him seems to be a good idea.
"Protector? Are you crazy?" Ji Xiaomo exclaimed in surprise: "You are indeed a lunatic, looking for an assassin to protect someone. I have never seen anyone as crazy as you."
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"Protector? I'm not crazy." Ji Xiaomo's face suddenly turned cold. She looked at the half-book of super-soul combat skills in her hand, and felt endless desire in her heart. With this book of super-soul combat skills, her strength will definitely increase greatly.
, you may not lose to other Soul Martial Lords.
On the one hand, he felt that Zuo Wuzhou's request was nonsense, but on the other hand, he was reluctant to give up this super-soul combat skill. Ji Xiaomo struggled in his heart and raised his head resolutely: "Tell me who to protect, for how long, and what enemies there may be."
Zuo Wuzhou Gujing Bubo: "Do you think I am qualified to offend Emperor Hunwu? The enemy may be Yunxiao Sect."
"I want you to protect my family for two years." A hint of worry appeared in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes, which quickly disappeared: "After two years, as long as my parents are not harmed, I will naturally hand over the second half of the book to you.
"
"Protect your parents!!!" Ji Xiaomo's face changed drastically and he couldn't help but take a step back. His beautiful eyes were full of shock: "Your parents are still alive!"
Zuo Wuzhou was furious, and a cold gaze swept over him: "My parents are living a good life, and they will live a long life!"
Ji Xiaomo didn't realize it and was shocked. He said in a trembling voice: "Your parents are still alive, not even a hundred years old!" He took a step back in shock, took a few deep breaths, and his expression changed: "
You, you, you have never taken Dingyan Pill!"
"How old are you!"
Zuo Wuzhou frowned, and then he remembered that his true age seemed to be revealed indirectly, and he couldn't hide it from Ji Xiaomo. He immediately said calmly: "I am almost twenty-two years old."
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"You are not yet twenty-two years old!"
Ji Xiaomo's expression changed several times, and he was shocked: "You are really not even twenty-two years old!"
"Twenty-two Martial Lord, the Martial Lord who killed Soul Martial Lord!" Ji Xiaomo's murderous intent instantly aroused, his eyes filled with murderous intent, the rapier slid smoothly on his right hand, and he was shocked in his heart: "This talent
Even under the age of twenty-two, I have never heard of such a genius. He and I hate each other to the core. He has unlimited potential and may even become the Martial Emperor. When the time comes, he will kill me!"
"If I don't take this opportunity to kill him, why don't I wait until he becomes Emperor Wu to kill me!" Ji Xiaomo was so moved by the thought that her whole body trembled with fear. Even with her strength, it was hard to accept it for a moment: "Maybe, we don't have to wait until
Martial Emperor, when he becomes Soul Martial Lord, he may kill me."
Her killing intent was so high, how could Zuo Wuzhou not feel it, his eyes were cold and he was silent!
"No, if I kill him now, wouldn't I be just like that man repaying kindness with revenge?" Ji Xiaomo was trembling, struggling fiercely in his heart, his face turning red and green: "I said let him go this time, if I can do this even
If you can't do it, how can you deceive others, how can you deceive yourself, and how can you explain to yourself."
Ji Xiaomo shook his wrist fiercely...the rapier disappeared from his hand, and used great perseverance to restrain the urge to strangle Zuo Wuzhou. Turning around with a red face, he shouted loudly to the sky: "I don't ask for anything. I can't live up to others."
, but seek to live well for yourself.”
"I said I won't kill you this time, and I will definitely not kill you. Go away and go to a place where I can't see you, otherwise I won't be able to help but kill you." Ji Xiaomo endured the hardship and shouted in pain.
"Why do you have to endure the hardship, why are you so contradictory, just kill if you want, just do whatever you want." Zuo Wuzhou showed a hint of coldness: "If you don't even have this bit of restraint, how can you be tempted by foreign objects?
Be firm in your pursuit of the truth.”
When Ji Xiaomo heard this, it was like a wake-up call to dispel her doubts: "He is a monster, but he is right. How can I face that person if I don't even have this bit of restraint?"
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Facing Zuo Wuzhou with great perseverance, Ji Xiaomo tried his best to restrain his murderous intention. Chilling through every word and every sentence Ji Xiaomo said: "Okay, I will take over this task."
"You can recruit several soul warriors with one super-soul combat skill. I won't take advantage of you." Although she is a woman, she has determination and independence that men cannot match: "After completing this matter, I still owe you a task.
"
"It doesn't matter, you won't have a chance to return it." Zuo Wuzhou said indifferently, "The person you want to protect is in Xilin. My name is Zuo Wuzhou."
Ji Xiaomo's expression changed again: "You are Zuo Wuzhou!"
All the way to Tiansheng Valley, this name is really loud and clear. He first killed Lord Wen, then broke into Red Delirium and trampled an entire country at his feet. He fought three great Martial Lords alone, and then killed four great Martial Lords. He was already vaguely tied with Gu Yiyi.
He has the reputation of "the number one person below Hunwu Lord".
Ji Xiaomo was shocked, recalling the battle in the fake floating cloud secret place. In that battle, the strength of the man in black in front of him was obviously far inferior to what he is now: "It has only been more than half a year, and his cultivation has reached this level.
If he can continue to practice, it will be great, wouldn't it be comparable to the ancient king's landing?"
More than half a year ago, Zuo Wuzhou tried his best to find a way out. Now, half a year later, Zuo Wuzhou killed a Soul Martial Lord, no, captured him alive. Such rapid progress made Ji Xiaomo
She felt hopeless, because her cultivation speed was as slow as Zuo Wuzhou's.
Ji Xiaomo thought that his cultivation speed was extremely fast, but compared with the rumored real top geniuses, it was much slower. But those so-called geniuses were slow compared to the young man in black in front of him.
From the rumors she heard, the fastest cultivator was even faster than Gu Junlin. Due to his excellent background, he had an excellent cultivation environment since he was a child, and he only became a Martial Master at the age of thirty.
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Ji Xiaomo gritted his teeth and glared at this strange, steel-like young man in black: "If you give me your super-soul combat skills, aren't you afraid that I will kill you with this move in the future?"
"Born in sorrow, died in happiness." There was a fierce burning flame in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes, which was like a spark that could start a prairie fire: "If I give it to you, I won't be afraid of you."
"You are just a pebble in my pursuit of the soul cultivation path. If I can't even move you away, what qualifications do I have to seek enlightenment!" The fire in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes became more and more intense: "You are a pebble.
, Emperor Hunwu is the same."
"Madman!" Ji Xiaomo was furious, mixed with shame and anger, and sneered: "I'll tell you if you can survive."
"I accepted the mission and will ensure that your family will be safe within two years." Ji Xiaomo flew away, leaving only an afterimage and a cold voice: "In two years, I will kill you!"
Zuo Wuzhou said coldly: "If I can't become Hunwu Lord within two years and can't save my mother, I will kill myself."
"Golden Flame!"
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Jin Yan was full of displeasure, riding on Xiaopang and running quickly: "It's coming, it's coming!"
"Search the body, dispose of the body, cover up the traces. Take Qiao Mi and come with me!" Zuo Wuzhou glanced at him coldly.
Jin Yan was furious: "What do you think I am? I am a good man, Jin Yan, and I am not a slave to be ordered around by you."
It's a bit funny that a three-year-old child keeps talking about being a good boy. Zuo Wuzhou said nothing and looked directly at him. Jin Yan felt guilty at first: "Okay, okay, just this once!"
When Jin Yan was searching the body, Zuo Wuzhou cast his eyes in the direction where Ji Xiaomo had gone: "You didn't attack me, you're lucky. You didn't kill me this time. When I kill you in the future, I'll let you go happily."
That’s it.”
"I hope nothing happens to my parents, otherwise, I will kill all the Yunxiao Sect."
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Xiaopang easily bit the unconscious Qiao Mi and followed Zuo Wuzhou around.
After a while, he followed the aura of sharp gold, and soon arrived at the place of sharp gold that Zuo Wuzhou wanted, which was a narrow underground cave. After sensing, this place was indeed filled with the pure aura of sharp gold, which made Zuo Wuzhou
His golden soul came alive.
He glanced around the environment with satisfaction, then glanced at Qiao Mi again. Zuo Wuzhou murmured to himself: "The rare body of Lord Hunwu cannot be wasted.