The two of them came to the martial arts venue, which was not considered a martial arts venue, and Xu Ling took out the flying knife that he never left for 24 hours.

"Do you know, when I was shaking in the car just now, I almost fell asleep. When I was in a trance, I felt like I had become... a butterfly."

Ning Qingshuang blinked, she didn't understand what it had to do with swordsmanship.

Xu Ling smiled, opened his palm, and controlled the flying knife to float into the air. Now, this little trick was completely unreliable for him and could be controlled as he pleased.

Then, a red flame rose above the flying knife and gradually turned blue.

Whoosh.

The flying knife shot out, not very fast.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Qingshuang saw a second split on the blue fire line.

She had seen this trick many times at the investigation team's headquarters, but she didn't seem surprised, but the next second, the change still occurred.

The second sub-fire line suddenly began to change direction, and rotated around the main firing line of the flying knife for a moment. Then the flame tail suddenly shortened, and then the front end also changed. After twisting and expanding several times, it turned into a blue flame butterfly flapping its wings.

The flying knife was still sliding along the reserved track in the air, but the flame butterfly gradually escaped from it, flapped its wings and flew freely, and floated in front of Ning Qingshuang.

“So beautiful.”

She sighed softly, subconsciously trying to reach out to touch.

"Don't touch it! Danger!"

Xu Ling shouted loudly, then controlled the flame butterfly to fly high into the sky.

boom.

The explosion shone blue on both of them, and the voice-controlled lights in public places at the outpost were also triggered and lit up.

Xu Ling took the flying knife back into his hand, and was very excited. After enough mental power, he finally grasped the inspiration at the beginning.

Ning Qingshuang said in surprise: "Why can't I feel any murderous intention from that flame butterfly?"

Generally speaking, warriors can feel instinctively resisting things that are threatening, which is one of Xu Ling's perceptual attribute functions. The explosion is quite loud. Logically, Ning Qingshuang should be afraid of the butterfly heart, but she can't feel it at all, and even tried to touch it.

Xu Ling smiled proudly and said, "This is the awesome thing. It is erratic and can be controlled at will. The key is that I use the characteristics of swordsmanship to transfer its murderous intent to the flying knife, so that the opponent can relax his vigilance. But I still have to thank you for sending me the sword scripture."

Ning Qingshuang lowered her head slightly: "No, no thanks."

At this time, a person suddenly rushed over from a distance. After a closer look, it was Qian Jin, the recruit instructor.

"What are you doing?!"

Originally, in this dark night time, this uninhabited place, and this combination of men and women seemed to have nothing else to do, but judging from the explosion just now, no matter how you think about it, it has nothing to do with the love and the moon.

Xu Ling saluted: "Report to the sir, we are practicing the exercises."

Qian Jin thought about it and confirmed that "practice skills" should not be the new synonym for certain things. He couldn't say anything, so he could only be slandered: "The lights are out in ten minutes, so hurry up and go back and rest, there is no task tomorrow!"

The two had to go back to the dormitory each.

As soon as they walked in, Xu Ling felt Brother Hu's faint gaze.

"Is it fun in the city?"

Xu Ling replied casually: "It's okay. I caught a speed thief. The police said I wanted to commend it in writing."

When Fang Conghu heard this, he felt even more aggrieved.

I am alone in the dormitory. You run out to play with beautiful girls and get a commendation by the way?

The gap between people is really bigger than that between people and dogs.

After thinking for a long time, Brother Hu could only silently brainwash himself in order to soothe his injured heart: It’s okay, at least my force index is higher than his, and there will be a partner and a commendation.

Well, let's just calculate that he is right.

Since Xu Ling mastered the technique of turning a butterfly into a fire line, he has practiced more diligently, adjusting the details over and over again, trying more changes again and again, and constantly pursuing stronger improvements.

His roommate Fang Conghu also came out of his failure when he first encountered a monster. He was led by Xu Ling to practice martial arts continuously, and even Qian Jin praised his diligence.

The good thing is that in the next four months, Xu Ling will continue to do tasks, the spirit and energy of the spirit will rise sharply, and the Jiuxuan Jin will also reach the second level.

Among them, what impressed him the most and had no limit was Fang Conghu's farting mission.

In those days, there were a lot of roasted sweet potatoes, dried radishes, and various beans in the dormitory. The air quality in the room plummeted. Xu Ling with tears in his eyes, but a deep shadow also appeared in his heart.

As a warrior, his vision has dropped, which is very spicy.

After four months of mission, the force index increased to 3.32, which was 0.12 higher than the minimum standard for the captain's rank. This is the highest military rank that a newcomer can directly obtain. Looking at the preliminary group of the investigation team, no one should be able to match it.

But Xu Ling was still worried because, after meeting the red and black anaconda that time, the five border patrol teams never encountered any decent monsters again, nor had many military achievements.

I asked Luo Zhixing and others and learned that they had been doing well in other border defense sections and had several times more military achievements than Xu Ling, which made the latter very guilty.

If the military index is enough, but the military merit accumulated in the third round is not enough, it will be bad if it cannot get the rank that matches the index.

"There are a lot different quota between each military rank, my money..."

Xu Ling was not sure if he could save enough military merits in the remaining two months, so he was a little anxious recently.

That night, he took advantage of his free time to practice martial arts. The flying knife shot out, and two more flame butterflies were entangled in it, dancing gracefully. This was the result of his four-month effort. In the future, he continued to improve his mental power and could be more.

At this time, due to the effect of Jiuxuan Jin, the color of the flame gradually deepened and appeared to be a dark purple color.

But after practicing for a while, Xu Ling was indifferent to the mood, so he found a place to sit down and thought about where to get some military achievements.

Ning Qingshuang saw his actions and understood his thoughts very well. She came over to comfort her: "Don't worry, there is still time, and there are many things that are hard to tell."

In four months, the two of them visited the attractions around Jingxue City. After feeling idle, they finally found the romance of warriors and changed their destination to overseas.

During the holidays, they often go out of the border to hunt monsters, but because they are not led by Zhu Talan, the harvest will naturally not be as big as when Xu Ling first left the country. They also killed a few third-level monsters. Unfortunately, non-domestic affairs during non-executing missions cannot be counted as military merits, and the harvest is only money, which is boring.

Xu Ling renewed a few pills for his sister with additional income and the quota of the investigation team. The increased energy was also an important basis for him to practice Jiuxuan spirit to the second level.

After hearing her words, Xu Ling nodded: "Well, you are right, let's practice swordsmanship."

After so long, Ning Qingshuang had already made a move and said that the Mengjue Sword Sutra is a two-person swordsman technique, one hard and the other soft, and it is very silky when combined.

She felt that what she said was not much different from confessing.

However, after hearing this, Xu Zhinan praised on the spot: "You can think of me like this kind of good thing, you are such a good brother."

The two of them came to the open space, with Ning Qingshuang as the main attack and Xu Ling assisted. There was no way. He practiced the previous article, and the program was to flexibly and tactfully attack from the side, find an opportunity to launch a fatal blow, and wait for the cooperation of the warrior and the assassin.

They have been doing this practice for two months and have already cooperated well. In a short while, they took dozens of moves.

Both of them were slightly panting.

"Let's just do it today. Go back and have a good rest. I'll have to patrol the border tomorrow." Xu Ling said.

Ning Qingshuang nodded softly.

But under the moonlight, neither of them moved.

"Why aren't you leaving?" Ning Qingshuang lowered her head shyly.

Xu Ling didn't know why, but he had an instinctive desire in his subconscious mind, wanting to stay with her for a while longer.

The atmosphere was quiet and no one spoke. The two looked at each other's eyes, and there seemed to be a strange throbbing there.

Just at this moment, three bright red fireworks rose from the distant sky.

Xu Ling subconsciously looked up and took a look.

What day is today and why are fireworks set off?

No, is that direction not the border line? Who would fire firecrackers there?

Well? Why haven't it exploded yet?

A few thoughts flashed and instantly, his somewhat delayed thinking alertness arose.

Hammer fireworks! Three red light balls, that's the highest level of helping call!!!

Alerts of this specification will only occur in one situation.

An invasion of beast tide.
Chapter completed!