stjorthotic Chapter 80 Who is that him?
Chapter 80 Who is that him?
Chapter 80 Who is that him?
On Tiandou City Commercial Street, a pair of handsome men and beautiful women attracted everyone's attention. They were Jiang Siming and Zhu Zhuqing.
Today, Shrek Academy has a battle with Blazing Academy. As Xiao Wu replaced Zhu Zhuqing's position, Jiang Siming and Zhu Zhuqing have some free time to enjoy their own world, while the little fox has fallen into the clutches of Ning Rongrong and is in a state of eating and drinking to his heart's content.
The noisy bustle on the commercial street did not disrupt the quiet atmosphere between the two.
"When did you put this jade pendant in my soul guide?" Jiang Siming looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a smile.
"I won't tell you!" Zhu Zhuqing pouted her cute little lips and said in a soft voice.
"I can guess it even if you don't tell me. It was in the hotel that night, right?" Jiang Siming suddenly developed straight male cancer.
"Anyway, remember, as long as you are close to me and input soul power into the jade pendant, the two jade pendants will sense each other's existence and it will light up. I hope it will always be on." Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head and said with a blush.
"I, Jiang Siming, only love you in this life." Jiang Siming gently hugged Zhu Zhuqing.
ten thousand years is too long, fight for now.
"Really? Then tell me who that she is?" Zhu Zhuqing suddenly pouted and said angrily.
"This." Jiang Siming was suddenly embarrassed. He was just being sentimental, but now it turned into torture.
"I don't care anyway. From now on you will be mine alone." Zhu Zhuqing hugged Jiang Siming and said in a domineering manner.
"Actually, it's not that we can't tell you..." Jiang Siming then told the story of some things in reincarnation.
"Then she must love you very much, right?" When Zhu Zhuqing heard that the her in reincarnation was willing to die for Jiang Siming, she felt a little misty in her eyes.
"Silly girl, she is my fantasy about you!" Jiang Siming rubbed Zhu Zhuqing's little head lovingly.
"Hmph, then you think I'm not good enough to you!" Zhu Zhuqing once again asked this soul-searching question.
"This, really doesn't exist!" Jiang Siming was suddenly overwhelmed. It is still comfortable to be a noble single dog!
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In the evening, Jiang Siming did not stay in Shrek Academy. He said goodbye to Zhu Zhuqing and returned to Qibao Liuli Sect. After all, he was a student of Liuli Academy. Even with a mask, frequent visits to Shrek Academy might easily arouse suspicion.
Jiang Siming had an unconscious smile on his face. He had just walked into the hall of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect that was paved with gold when he ran into Jian Douluo who was walking towards him.
"Jiang boy, are you done coaxing me?" Jian Douluo looked at Jiang Siming with a silly smile on his face, as if the naughty boy from before had returned, and said jokingly.
"Of course you will. Look at my handsome face. How could anyone refuse me?" Jiang Siming said proudly.
"Boy, let's get down to business. The people have been selected, and we are waiting for you to conduct further screening." Jian Douluo returned to the main topic, and said with some excitement in his heart that this was definitely a turning point in the development of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
"Take me there!" Jiang Siming said with a suppressed smile.
Jian Douluo brought Jiang Siming to the back mountain of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, where there was a secret door behind a huge rock.
The two of them walked through the narrow corridor, and suddenly the view in front of them opened up to a huge secret room. Behind a figure stood more than twenty old men in black robes.
The person in the lead was Ning Fengzhi.
"Si Ming, you're here!" Ning Fengzhi said excitedly.
"These are the direct elders of my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. They are absolutely reliable!" Ning Fengzhi said confidently.
"Uncle Ning, can we start?" Jiang Siming said without any delay.
"Si Ming, I won't say much more, thank you so much." Jiang Siming could feel that Ning Fengzhi's words were sincere.
"Rongrong is my friend, and you are also my elder, so there is no need to be so polite. Uncle Ning, please stand behind Jian Douluo first to prevent being infected by the murderous aura." Jiang Siming said. Improving the strength of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is to prepare earlier to deal with future sneak attacks from the Spirit Hall. Besides, the control of the sword seal is always in Jiang Siming's hands, so he is not afraid of any accidents.
"No! As the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, I should lead by example!" Ning Fengzhi said passionately.
Although Jiang Siming was a little surprised, he could understand how much an auxiliary soul master longed to fight as vigorously as a combat soul master.
"Okay then! Then I'll start!" Jiang Siming said in a deep voice.
Jiang Siming slowly released the Immortal-Slaying Sword, and the killing power instantly filled the entire secret room. Jiang Siming urged the Immortal-Slaying Sword, and the secret room seemed to echo with the sound of killing. Ning Fengzhi and the black-robed elders looked ferocious, and their eyes were faintly filled with crazy bloodshot.
A quarter of an hour later, the bodies of some elders had begun to shake violently, and it was obvious that they could not hold on any longer.
"Not good! You old fool, knock him out quickly!" Jiang Siming found that one of the elders was obviously possessed by a demon, and hurriedly reminded Jian Douluo beside him.
Jian Douluo dodged and slapped the elder on the back of his neck with a knife, quickly knocking him out.
Time passed by little by little, and only Ning Fengzhi and the six elders were left in the secret room, gritting their teeth and struggling to hold on.
Seeing that he had just reached the number of sword seals, Jiang Siming restrained the aura of the Immortal-Slaying Sword. The effect of the sword seal on people was far less strong than that of the Immortal-Slaying Sword. With such self-control, he was able to fully control the power of the sword seal.
As the aura of the Immortal-Slaying Sword faded, Ning Fengzhi and the others slowly recovered.
The few people who were still standing were gasping for breath. The urge for blood they had just felt was like a drug addiction, like thousands of ants gnawing at their bones.
Jiang Siming's two purple and two black soul rings slowly rose, and the fourth soul ring released a strange black light. The image of a miniature version of the Immortal Slaughter Sword was gradually outlined in the empty air. After a long time, seven miniature versions of the Immortal Slaughter Sword's sword prints appeared in front of Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming's forehead was covered with beads of sweat after he retracted his spirit. It was obvious that the consumption of his fourth spirit skill was too great, which was equivalent to copying part of the power of the Immortal Slaughter Sword. If it weren't for the strange law system of Douluo Continent, it would be impossible to do it. Jiang Siming was a little unsteady on his feet, and the Sword Douluo behind him hurried to help him.
The seven people in front looked at the seven sword seals that exuded a powerful aura with some fanaticism in their eyes.
"Uncle Ning, I'll leave it to you from now on. I'm a little tired." Jiang Siming said somewhat listlessly.
"Si Ming, thank you so much. You should have a good rest. I'll trouble Uncle Jian to take you back." Ning Fengzhi said, unable to hide his joy.
Jiang Siming nodded and was sent back to his room by Jian Douluo.
Jiang Siming was lying on the bed, thinking about what happened yesterday and today. Such a dramatic change made Jiang Siming smile foolishly. Jiang Siming, who was a little tired, fell asleep unconsciously.
When Jiang Siming regained consciousness, he had once again arrived at the white space of the mirror world.
The TA in the title is her, but I don’t know why I can’t change it. ()
(End of this chapter)