Chapter 36
Seeing that he was about to speak, Sang Yihuan had an impulse and threw herself directly on the man, circling her fluffy tail and pulling him with her claws.
Jihua was slightly startled, and Su Xin's smile paused. She took two steps forward and stretched out her hand to hug it: "It is a beast after all. It loves to play by nature. I will hold it down."
Su Xin's outstretched hand was blocked by someone. The slightly bent body stopped and looked over at his hand.
I saw the man smiling but not smiling, looking at the little fox without moving away. He was touching the fox's fur every now and then, as if he had found a novelty toy, and focused on it.
After touching it for a while, Ji Xuan seemed to think of her. He raised his eyelids slightly and said casually: "It's not afraid of me, a beast-slayer. So why are you panicking? If it makes trouble, you will definitely kill it with the sword in the end." "It's me."
"When it comes to swordsmanship in the world, I am the leader. How dare you fight?"
Ji Xuan said so decisively and cleanly that even the sun in the sky had to avoid it. He held the sword that suddenly appeared in his right hand. , the spirit stone on the sword shone brightly.
The fox in his arms calmed down and looked up at the boy. Looking from below, the boy's outline became clearer, with smooth lines that were slightly sharp.
The light and shadow were whirling, and the golden light reflected on his body was like a sharp sword, slicing the opening domineeringly and sharply.
Letting the dazzling, bright light belonging to Ji Xuan shine in, causing ripples, Sang Yihuan will never forget this moment.
The fox buried his head in his chest and couldn't help shouting: "I am a good beast and don't do anything messy." If I make trouble and you kill me, I will definitely not resist. Hearing
the young man's words, Ji Hua smiled slightly, looking at the eight wastelands for thousands of years, Ji Xuan can be regarded as the proud son of heaven. One sword can turn over the sea, and one sword can challenge the world.
But he is not arrogant, but rather unruly. He is always there in troubled times. His confidence in the sword in his hand is just like his firm self.
Su Xin's eyes slowed slightly, and she glanced at the little fox tenderly. When she saw someone arrogantly declaring, she couldn't help but joke: "That's not necessarily the case. Although I am far from you, Jihua can talk about the basics, sword skills, and skills." The sword intent is comparable to yours."
"That's because I haven't found it yet."
"What have you found?"
"I haven't found my way yet."
As soon as this was said, everyone present was stunned. Stay, even the fox stopped flapping.
Sang Yihuan repeated the elder's words in her heart: Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous.
When practicing Taoism, whether it is music, medicine or swordsmanship, the word "inheritance" is emphasized in Bahuang. Worshiping heaven and earth and worshiping parents and master is not a lie. No one has ever separated from the inheritance and explored the way of swordsmanship alone.
Ji Hua's face was serious, her breath of Qingfenghelu was slightly restrained, and she looked at him disapprovingly: "You haven't given up yet."
Ji Xuan glanced at him strangely, drooped his eyelids, and stopped looking at them, putting his hand under the fox's belly, I didn't even pinch it honestly.
