"Deprive creation, [God] +36"

"[Qi]+29"

"[Qualification]+2"

"[Root Bone]+1"

Finally revealing the innate attributes he had longed for, Zhao Yinshun raised the corners of his mouth and nodded with satisfaction.

"Mr.. Gongzi."

A weak voice came from behind, and the young man slowly turned around and looked at the pale beauty with a smile.

"Little girl Wu Die, thank you for saving your life."

Supporting his overstretched body, Wu Die bowed respectfully and bowed, his frail and weak appearance was very heartbreaking.

"No need to be polite."

A few meters away, she raised her hand to help her, and an invisible force came from bottom to top, helping her to stand up straight.

The strength was just right without any hint of fireworks. Unexpectedly, the young man's control was so precise and experienced. Wudie raised his head following the strength, his innocent eyes flickering.

With a delicate little face and a pair of timid and innocent eyes, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help but feel pity for her even though he knew she was acting.

"You White Gu Saintess are really amazing in [charm]..."

Listening to the young man's teasing words, an endless chill suddenly rose up in Wudie's vest, and he immediately calmed down the expression on his face and lowered his head in awe.

"Master, calm down."

"Hahaha, don't be so scared. It's not your fault that you look good."

Smiling softly and waving his hands, Zhao Yinshun looked up and down with interest, staring at Wudie as she clamped her legs in embarrassment.

Is he complimenting me on my beauty?

Realizing that the young man was not the kind of moody and dangerous person who would kill someone if he disagreed with him, Wudie relaxed slightly, his shyness overcame his fear again, and his face turned bright red.

"If you don't like it, Master, I can wear a veil."

Walking softly closer, the young man lifted Wudie's chin with two fingers and looked around with a smile, as if admiring a beautiful flower.

"It's a pity to cover up such a beautiful face. Let's just leave it like this. It's quite beautiful."

He let him raise his chin without any resistance. All kinds of indescribable thoughts filled Wudie's mind, and his neck began to turn red.

She raised her eyes shyly, but found that the young man's dark eyes were clear and pure, without any desire as she imagined, and her expression suddenly froze slightly.

On the other side, Zhao Yinshun sighed with emotion without noticing the complex emotions of loss and relief in the girl's heart.

There is no flaw to be found, and the beauty is a bit unreal. If this extraordinary creature with high charm value were placed in the previous life, I am afraid it would charm the whole world!

However, in this world, they are just one of the thousands of extraordinary beings. If nothing else, their charm value may not be lower than hers, let alone a master who is a beauty and a disaster.

"By the way, haven't you asked the young master for his name yet?"

Shyly breaking away from Zhao Yinshun's fingers, Wudie changed the subject a little stiffly and suppressed the throbbing in her heart.

"Zhao Yinshun."

Her big watery eyes suddenly froze, Wudie took a breath incomprehensibly, and stared blankly at the young man.

"Are you Zhao Yinshun? That Jade-Faced Demon King?!"

"???!"

What the hell is the Jade-Faced Demon?!

Seeing Zhao Yinshun's strange expression [Subway old man's mobile phone.jpg], Wu Die came back to his senses instantly and lowered his head nervously.

"Master, please calm down, I just heard it from hearsay..."

"Forget it, it's better than a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood."

Numbly waving his hands, Zhao Yinshun was used to being killed by Feng Ping, and sighed tiredly.

At this moment, two vigorous figures broke through the mist and miasma, and quickly landed not far away from the two of them.

"The sword intent just now was indeed your...Uncle Master..."

Looking around at the corpses around the battlefield, Zhu Muchiu stared at Zhao Yinshun with a complicated expression.

The majestic and boundless sword intent can capture people's hearts even from a distance of more than ten miles, making her sword resonate and tremble!

As a genius specializing in swordsmanship, the meaning behind this phenomenon simply made her hair stand on end.

Sword channeling!

Even in the Shushan Sanctuary, where swordsmanship ranks first in the world, only a handful of veteran masters can reach this level!

Each of them has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for hundreds, even hundreds of years!

The young man in front of him could not have practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years, but he had reached the same peak level as them!

A faint sadness surged in his heart, and Zhu Muchiu took a gentle breath to suppress his grievance and unwillingness.

If Zhao Yinshun's previous defeat of her was based on attributes, then this time her most proud realm of swordsmanship was also completely crushed!

"Sister Wudie, Brother Zhao, what are you doing...ah! They are Black Gu's thieves! How did they kill so many people?"

The charming Li Yao was panting and following Zhu Muchuqiu, when she suddenly found corpses all around her, and was so frightened that her whole body trembled.

"Ayao, do you know Mr. Zhao?"

Suddenly seeing a familiar friend, Wu Die finally felt a sense of security in her frightened heart. He took her hand and asked quietly.

"Well, we met outside, Sister Wudie, how did you get involved with these black dogs?"

When it came to business, a hint of gloom flashed across Wu Die's face and he said bitterly.

"They want to steal my golden silkworm Gu!"

"What?"

Li Yao opened her eyes in disbelief and stared blankly at the corpses around her.

"Why? Aren't they afraid of causing a civil war?"

"I don't know either. I just heard that their Holy Master also entered Shennong Valley this time. I'm afraid he has a big conspiracy..."

"That monster!? Is it really..."

"What is it really?"

"Sister Wudie, haven't you heard? The Gu God has appeared!"

"ah?!"

While the two girls were chattering, Zhao Yinshun waved his hands coolly, turned around and left without any regrets.

"Since you know it, Miss Wudie will be left to you."

"Uncle Master! Wait a minute!"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Looking back at Zhu Muqiu's eyes, Zhao Yinshun blinked in confusion.

This kind of little daughter attitude is not like her style.

"I just want to ask, uncle, are you practicing [Hidden Sword Art]?"

Pointing to the exquisite pure white sword on Zhao Yinshun's back, Zhu Muchiu mustered up the courage to ask.

"Uh... I guess so."

After being stunned for a moment, Zhao Yinshun answered uncertainly.

Ever since [Basic Swordsmanship] was promoted to the master level and obtained [Sword Spirit] expertise, he has learned an extraordinary skill without any teacher.

[Hide the sword to nourish the soul]!

This is a technique that nourishes the sword with one's own aura and mind, and at the same time compresses and brews the next stage of extraordinary transformation!

In addition, as time goes by, the scabbard will accumulate terrifying energy that others cannot imagine. Once the sword is unsheathed, the power accumulated over a long period of time will pour out in an instant, releasing devastating destructive power.

If you add the [divine power] posture, Zhao Yinshun feels that he can pose a certain threat to the mythical level!

Whether you beat them to death or not is another matter, but you can definitely scare them!

When he heard Zhao Yinshun's answer, a beautiful smile suddenly appeared on Zhu Muchiu's face. He seemed to have put down a huge burden and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I understand, thank you, uncle, for clarifying my confusion."

"…………"

What did you understand?

Scratching his head in confusion, wondering what was going on with this cheap nephew, Zhao Yinshun suddenly remembered something and looked behind them intently.

"By the way, where are your junior brothers and sisters?"

"They will never go deep into the Shennong Valley and will only practice in the outer safe areas."
To be continued...