"I really want to have a good rest!"

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.
To be continued...