The two people, both of them were full of worries and couldn't sleep well. The next day, when the servant came to deliver the steamed bread, as soon as he knocked on the door, they both jumped out of bed at the same time like springs. Then they calmed down, turned their heads and looked at each other, and Zhao Changhe smiled: "Good morning."
Luo Qi ignored him and immediately looked down at his body, the quilt still wrapped tightly around him. He sighed lightly and didn't reply.
Zhao Changhe was too lazy to pay attention to him. He jumped off the bed, opened the door, took out the steamed bun and came in. He saw Luo Qi sitting on the edge of the bed, combing his messy hair.
That posture... is inadvertently charming.
Zhao Changhe's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he turned his head to change the subject: "Damn, I didn't brush my teeth again, I'm not used to it at all."
Luo Qi said lazily: "You come from the countryside, but your tone sounds like someone from a wealthy family. Do you even know how to brush your teeth with willow branches?"
Zhao Changhe gnawed on a steamed bun and glanced over: "You understand now? Liu Zhi, isn't she just a house servant... Uh, sorry."
"What is there to be sorry about? Haven't you offended me enough with your nonsense? I said you are a country bumpkin, and you said you are my servant. We are even." Luo Qi rolled his eyes at him and said, "Let's go. You can practice your skills. I will still have to work hard to get meat for you."
"Uh, last night..."
Luo Qi walked to the door, looked back and smiled: "What you said is too naive, I'm afraid it can't be realized. But... I want to think of other ideas, let's see what happens."
This smile was actually quite electrifying, but Zhao Changhe was unaware of it and nodded, "There is always a way."
Being a straight man like this, Luo Qi himself didn't notice his increasingly unintentional femininity and went out on the mission with Wo Wo Tou.
In fact, Zhao Changhe just deliberately avoided looking.
No matter whether it is a man or a woman, it will only affect the speed of my cultivation.
As soon as Luo Qi left, he went to the martial arts arena again. He originally planned to practice Blood Evil Skill in the morning and practice swordplay in the afternoon, but he felt that he was also practicing Blood Evil Skill while practicing swordplay, which made the progress of Blood Evil Skill seem a little fast. He didn't know if there was any problem, so he went to consult Instructor Sun.
"Fast? To what extent? Try to use the Blood Evil Power to punch me." Instructor Sun didn't care.
Zhao Changhe asked carefully: "Full strength?"
"Of course I will do my best." Instructor Sun rolled his eyes and said, "You think you can beat me?"
Zhao Changhe thought so too, so he squatted down and put his fists at his waist.
The blood energy of the Blood Evil Power was surging in his body, and Zhao Changhe could feel his muscles were filled with strength, fierce and fierce.
With a "huh" sound, Zhao Changhe threw a heavy punch with all his strength.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but after I threw this punch, the scenery in my eyes seemed to turn red…
Instructor Sun raised his hand nonchalantly to block the blow, and Zhao Changhe felt an unpredictable force surge up, and he took several steps back before he could stand firm. The overwhelming sense of power faded instantly, and the blood-red illusion in his eyes disappeared, as if he had been wilted.
Zhao Changhe was a little impressed and said with a smile: "As expected, teaching is teaching."
Instructor Sun put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Your progress... is indeed a bit fast. But there is no special reason. Your comprehension is not bad, but it is mainly because your physique is too good. Your Qi and blood are extremely abundant, which is too suitable for the Blood Killing Technique. It's really strange. How can you, a poor man from a village, get such good nutrients? How did you maintain such a good body?"
He didn't let Zhao Changhe see that his hands behind his back were actually shaking a little.
I was too careless and just blocked it casually. I didn't expect this guy to be so powerful... This is too exaggerated.
Zhao Changhe thought to himself, if we talk about physical nutrition, your leader may not eat as well as an ordinary office worker in modern times, not to mention that I am more or less a sports lover, and my physique is better than that of ordinary students. Speaking of which, the "eye behind me" has not been used so far. After all this time, this physical fitness is my biggest advantage
"Of course there is another reason. You have not lost your primordial energy, and your vitality is full and overflowing... You are truly full of vigor and vitality." Instructor Sun didn't know whether to praise or ridicule him. He looked him up and down for a long time, and couldn't help but blurt out: "You are already nineteen, right? How pitiful."
"Fuck." Zhao Changhe stiffened his neck and said, "Isn't it considered losing essence if I masturbate myself?"
"On the surface, they look similar. From a martial arts perspective, they are not the same, unless you do it too frequently... Damn, why am I telling you this?"
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Instructor Sun had a blank expression on his face: "According to the current situation, your Blood Evil Skill is almost at the entry level. You should work hard on it this month and try to sprint to the first level. In fact, after you pass the first level, you should be able to reach the first level of the Mysterious Gate."
"One level of Xuanguan per month?" Zhao Changhe was a little surprised. Thinking of Luo Qi who was very proud of himself for practicing martial arts since he was a child and reached the first level of Xuanguan at the age of 16 or 17, he wondered if he would vomit blood after hearing this news.
"This is the magic skill. You will know the price in the future. Although you are much faster than others in the magic skill, it is still within the scope of understanding." Instructor Sun said calmly: "Okay, your progress in practicing the skill is indeed far beyond the sword skill. Don't be biased. The three moves I taught you yesterday, straight chop, horizontal slash, and turning back slash, how many times have you practiced each of them?"
Zhao Changhe said honestly, "I originally planned to chop a thousand times, but I forgot to count the number of times while chopping. I guess the difference is not much." Really a thousand times? Instructor Sun almost bulged his eyes, and pointed at a wooden stake with forced calmness: "See the mark in the middle? Chop there, chop it once and let me see."
Zhao Changhe drew his sword.
"Shua!" The knife flashed and chopped on the knife mark of Instructor Sun's finger. It was not a perfect fit, with a slight deviation. Instructor Sun took a deep breath and muttered, "Not bad."
Zhao Changhe said: "Not very good, I feel like I just need to practice more today."
Are you still being so modest? Do you think when I said "not bad" I meant that you cut well? I meant that your swordsmanship is just average, not as amazing as the Blood Killing Skill, otherwise it would be too much.
Instructor Sun looked much more relaxed. "Actually, in terms of talent alone, yours is not that high, and is even slightly better than mediocre. After all, this is the simplest chop, and an ordinary woodcutter can do it after chopping wood for a few more days. How can a true sword genius still not be accurate after practicing a thousand times? But the problem is that you know you are not accurate. You can practice a thousand times, but most people can't."
Zhao Changhe: "Uh..."
"If you can keep practicing the Blood Evil Sword Technique a thousand times a day, your achievements will exceed my expectations." Instructor Sun said leisurely, "Of course, most people who learn advanced sword techniques and advance to the first level of the Mysterious Gate should be a leader of some size. By then, there will not be many who can keep working hard, with big bowls of wine, big chunks of meat, and lots of slutty women. I don't know how you will do."
Zhao Changhe was not sure what his future would be like. Anyway, he was really serious right now, and was almost completely devoted to this. It was not just to become stronger and go back, he really found pleasure in this kind of thing.
It's like playing games back then, when you were dying in front of a BOSS, but you just wouldn't give up, and you were still swearing and reluctant to leave even when the server was undergoing maintenance. It's a bit similar now, damn, can't you hit that spot? I refuse to accept it, and I keep hitting, until this "BOSS" will be defeated the way I want one day.
The same was true for the Blood Evil Power. He found pleasure in the process of this power growing stronger and stronger, and also secretly enjoyed the awe of the people around him.
In the martial arts arena, Zhao Changhe's voice became louder and louder, and he became more and more generous, and soon he blended in with everyone.
The scholarly atmosphere in the university had unknowingly become less and less, while the bandit atmosphere was becoming stronger and stronger.
But it’s only a few days…
Born bandit.
"Pah!" It was dusk. After practicing all day, Zhao Changhe put away his knife and patted the shoulder of a gangster beside him. "We can go out and hang out some other day. I'll invite you guys to go drink together!"
The gangster smiled apologetically: "Of course we invited Boss Zhao to drink. Just based on Boss Zhao's heroic spirit of stabbing Luo Zhenwu to death with one knife, he deserves a toast from everyone."
"Huh? You were there that day?"
"We were not there, of course, but I heard from fellow brothers who participated in the incident that Boss Zhao is now well-known in the martial arts world."
"Hmm? Not really. The death of a Luo family puppy is just a passing gust of wind in the martial arts world. Who would remember it?"
The bandit said mysteriously, "They said that more than ten years ago, the current emperor was on tour and stayed at the Luo family. The old turtle owner of Luo Manor wanted to curry favor with the emperor, so he sent his wife to entertain the guest..."
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, and chewed over this sentence several times: "Could it be that..."
The gangster clapped his hands and said, "Oh, Luo Zhenwu might be the emperor's offspring! That's why the royal family takes special care of the Luo family! Just like that day, there was a master of the imperial palace hidden in the Luo family. If it weren't for the intervention of the Suzaku Master, how could it be possible... Boss, tell me, who can hide a master of the imperial palace?"
Zhao Changhe held his breath for a long time before uttering one word: "Fuck!"
It was strange. At that time, it felt like the way Manor Master Luo talked to his son was not like treating a prince at all. So he was just his son, right? Was it a mistake... or had they gotten used to it after so many years
The bandit said, "Everyone used to say that the Luo family was related to the royal family, but no one could explain clearly what the relationship was... It's not that they didn't understand, but no one dared to say it before! Now, we are the Holy Church, we are against this rotten court, and we want to kill this damn prince, why should we hide it for them?"
Zhao Changhe sighed. He thought this was some very core secret that he could only ask after he joined the sect, but he didn't expect it to be revealed in front of him so unexpectedly.
It was indeed kept secret beforehand, but after it was accomplished, the Blood God Cult must have wanted to publicize it to the world.
So the knife I used at that time seemed... a bit awesome.
"It's just the beheading of the emperor's illegitimate son. The fame will only last for a while. No one will mention it in a few days." Zhao Changhe said modestly, intending to end the topic.
As a result, the other party's eyes widened: "Just an illegitimate child? No, Boss, you really don't understand. The prince is dead, and the emperor has no sons."
Zhao Changhe was about to turn around and leave when he froze there, dumbfounded.
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PS: I would like to add an update to wish you all a happy New Year. I wish you all good health, good health, and good health in the new year.
(End of this chapter)