Qian Xunji held the sword note tightly with both hands, and his fingers were slightly pressed. He couldn't help but secretly lifting the sword note, and his light secretly glanced at the content inside.

When he saw the words inside, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

What was written there was exactly the same as what Zhao Ming told him, "If you want to practice this skill, you must first castrate yourself."

Seeing these eight big words, Qian Xunji's heart was so cold.

He had a hint of luck at first, but he had no last hint of luck at seeing these eight big words. He knew that if this sword technique could be practiced without chopping it, the angel god would definitely not hand it over to their soul hall. Therefore, what the envoy said was true.

But for some reason, even though he knew what the price he had to pay, his obsession with this sword technique still did not fade away, but on the contrary, he was even more obsessed.

This kind of sword technique is too terrifying. If he practiced this sword technique, he might be able to get the recognition of the Angel Sacred Sword in the angel inheritance. At that time, he held the Angel Sacred Sword in his hand and used this sword technique, and slashed it out with one sword. Who can match?

I'm afraid that his father Qian Daoliu was not his opponent at that time. As for the strong men from the upper three sects, he would be directly erased by him.

Thinking of these, Qian Xunji seemed to be crazy. Looking at these eight big words, he couldn't help but have a bold idea.

That idea was extremely bold, which made him feel a little ashamed.

How can I obtain both laws in the world?

If you want to get such a treasure, how can you not pay?

As the pope of the Spirit Hall, he naturally understood this truth.

"No matter what decision you make, you have to think about the consequences. Once you make a decision, you can't change it." Zhao Ming walked up to him and held Qian Xunji's palm, closed the page he opened, and then warned him. He knew that Qian Xunji had made a decision and he would definitely be able to practice this set of swordsmanship. Now he has put aside his responsibilities. He has warned Qian Xunji so many times, and he can't blame him for something wrong with him, Zhao Ming.

In fact, Zhao Ming didn't understand the ideas of Qian Xunji and others. Is strength that important? If he faced the same temptation, he would never make such a choice. Wouldn't it be good to accompany his wife to do happy things every day? What's the point of being strong after chopping up?

If I had married a wife at that time, I wouldn't have to use my fingers to push it.

"I know everything about God's envoy. I know what I want and I will make the right decision." Qianxun Ji replied absent-mindedly, and the terrifying sword light in his mind was always reflected in his mind.

With such a sword, he had a premonition that he could not even withstand an ordinary god.

Although his figure was feminine and slender in his body, he was so majestic in his heart. Since the person in the picture knew this sword technique, he must have been the kind of Yin and Yang body.

How could he be ridiculed by others as a body of yin and yang?

There are only the strong and the weak in this world. What else can be counted as? What is wrong with losing a big and small object in order to become stronger?

Qian Xunji's expression kept changing, a little shady, but in the end it turned into a touch of firmness. It was worth giving up some things for the sake of strength.

Qianxun walked out with great strides and had already made a decision in his heart.

However, before this, he needed to pass on the bloodline of the Thousand Family. The Spirit Hall has many women. He used to be disdainful, but now he has to do something for the bloodline inheritance.

Qianxun quickly returned to the Pope's Hall, collected the sword score in his hand, and then ordered, "Hand me the list of female disciples of the Martial Soul Hall and female students of the Martial Soul Academy."

"Yes." Someone outside the hall responded and quickly handed the two lists to Chihiroji. Chihiroji took a quick look and outlined several names on it.

"Call these people here. From today on, I will go to seclusion and practice. No one can disturb me, even the Great Elder and the Saint." Qian Xunji said. He wanted to pass on his bloodline quickly, and then he could practice swords with peace of mind.

If the bloodline is passed on, he will not have any responsibility. At that time, even his father will not accuse him. If there is an extra strong man in the Spirit Hall, he can push the mainland.

Other sects will completely surrender to them by then.

...

"Brother Zhao Ming, where have you been?" When Zhao Ming walked out, he saw Bibi Dong's figure in the corridor.

Bibidong was wearing a black knee-length skirt and black pantyhose. He was slim in shape. His perfect curves were perfectly outlined. His lazy long hair was shawl and a faint warm fragrance wafted out.

While walking, the hem of the skirt fluttered, and the curves of the round and erect calf were exposed.

Bibi Dong looked at Zhao Ming with some resentment, walked forward and took Zhao Ming's arm.

"I have something to ask your teacher. This time I go to the upper realm, and the angel god asked me to bring something to him." Zhao Ming smiled and reached out to hold Bibidong in his arms.

Now he was avenging Bibidong. In Bibidong's heart, what Chihiroji did to her has always been a thorn in her heart, and now he has revenge.

When Qian Xunji practiced the Evil-Repelling Sword Guide, he will not only not bully Bibidong in the future, but also not even other girls. At most, he will just use his fingers. He just paid attention to the secret room, and Qian Xunji's fingers are very slender. However, no matter what Qian Xunji does in the future, it has nothing to do with him.

"What?" Bibidong was stunned for a moment.

"It is a forbidden object. Although this thing is very lethal, even if it is a god, it will cost too much. So I asked him to keep it well and cannot use it unless it is absolutely necessary." Zhao Ming smiled and the baby Bibidong belonged to him in the future.

Yu Xiaogang and Qianxunji have nothing to do with his baby Dong'er, and only he and Bibi Dong are in love. He even have a premonition that even if he wants to eat Bibi Dong, she might agree.

"Oh." Bibidong nodded, wondering what treasure it was, but he didn't ask any more questions. Her pretty face was a little flushed. She noticed that Zhao Ming's eyes were looking at her naked, 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 was still a girl, he was no longer small. His curves were perfect and would not be worse than anyone else.

"Brother Zhao Ming is so bad. I went out recently and I really learned bad things." Bibi Dong blushed and couldn't help but stomp his feet.

"Where is it broken? I just like my home. I won't provoke other girls. There are so many beautiful girls in the Wuhun Hall, and I have never seen them." Zhao Ming said, patting his chest.

"That's right." Bibi Dong laughed. Brother Zhao Ming was still very pure and could not mess with her. Apart from Sister Zhu, she was the only one beside him.

There are so many beautiful girls in the Martial Spirit Hall, he didn't touch any of them.

This shows that Brother Zhao Ming is a very dedicated person. Otherwise, as his God-Envoyee, what kind of woman do you want?
Chapter completed!