Dragon Clan: Undercover at the beginning, the road to conferring the gods

Chapter 111 Fish Intestine Sword: If you are against the law, you can't obey it. The minister kills the king, and the son kills the father

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, when Su Mo woke up, the room was as quiet as night.

He opened his eyes and felt the faint scent of gardenias.

Looking sideways, the girl in a bohemian dress was lying on the table, breathing softly.

He got up gently, and found that the girl had fallen asleep, one or two strands of hair covered her slightly childish cheeks with a little baby fat, and her fair little face was slightly pink due to sleepiness, like the evening glow. cloud.

It is not difficult to imagine that she must have slept on the other side of the headrest at first, but her hands were sore and her face was a little sore from being pressed, so she switched to the other side.

I don't know what dream she had, but a little bit of crystal water could be seen on her slightly opened mouth.

Even Su Mo has to admit that even with the slight disadvantage of her figure, her appearance can still rank first overwhelmingly.

Just when Su Mo was hesitating whether to let her sleep like this or move her to the bed would be better, Xia Mi opened his eyes sleepily as if feeling his gaze.

Through the mental branding, she confirmed that Su Mo's breath was behind her, but she was not vigilant.

After Wei Wei yawned, she asked slowly.

"Are you awake? What time is it?"

"It's two o'clock."

Su Mo reported, and he confirmed the time when he woke up.

"Well, is it already two o'clock?"

The girl stretched slightly, her curves were youthful and beautiful.

She was about to say something when she froze suddenly.

"It's over!"

She stared at Su Mo with wide eyes.

"what happened?"

Su Mo looked at her suspiciously.

"I'm still making soup! It shouldn't be mushy!"

Xia Mi stood up with a "snap", got up and rushed back immediately.

Looking at her fiery figure, Su Mo had to admit that this was the complete Xia Mi.

After closing the door, he came to the next door.

It was found that the girl was frantically bringing down the pork rib soup from the gas stove. Fortunately, she turned on a small fire and it didn't dry up.

Seeing that the pot seemed a little hot, Su Mo immediately took it from Xia Mi's hand, feeling puzzled.

"Didn't you say you called me when you were eating?"

"Seeing that you sleep like a pig and can't wake up, I don't bother calling you!"

Xia Mi pointed at his red-hot fingers under the faucet, and said without looking back.

This is a lie.

She didn't actually try to wake up Su Mo. After all, even from morning to noon, there were only four or five hours not enough for normal sleep, so she prepared to wait a few more hours. Anyway, she was fine, so there was no need to rush him.

The reason why I choose to make soup is also because it can be eaten at any time after it is heated.

"Sorry, I overslept."

Su Mo didn't know whether it was true or not, he only thought that he had slept too deeply.

While setting the dishes and chopsticks, Xia Mi remembered something and said to Su Mo.

"By the way, I asked someone about the name of the ancient alchemy sword you want to find out."

"Oh?"

Su Mo immediately looked over curiously.

Before, he wondered if he would issue a consultation without making people suspect that it was an antique. After all, this kind of weapon, which was at least from the Qin and Han Dynasties, would be a judge just to hold it. He didn't expect Xia Mi to get it done so quickly?

"What is your name?"

"I heard from that guy that it's a pan-steel sword, also known as the Songwen sword. It looks like fish intestines. It should be the famous short sword in history—"

Speaking of this, Xia Mi paused slightly, as if he was planning to make a fool of himself.

But Su Mo already understood what she meant.

"Is it the sausage sword forged by the legendary swordsmith Ou Yezi?"

He directly opened the drawer under both the dining table and the desk, held the black dagger in his hand, and finally understood the cold light that this dagger gave birth to.

"If it's this sword, it's not surprising that it can stab you."

Su Mo said thoughtfully.

"What do you mean by that?"

Xia Mi gave him more food with a dark face.

"How many times have I said that I was just attacked by surprise, and I didn't use my full strength, so I wasn't injured by the next generation!"

She emphatically reminded Su Mo that some things should not be said indiscriminately.

"No, I didn't mean to belittle you."

Su Mo shook his head.

"I just remembered an allusion. According to legend, after the fish intestine sword was successfully forged, a sword master named Xue Zhu once made the sword for him, and gave a comment, saying that the fish intestine sword is "unreasonable and unconvincing. To kill the king, and the son to kill the father.'”

It's obviously just a short sword, but the evaluation given is against the law and order. This is a very fierce evaluation in the ancient times when respect and order were emphasized.

"That is to say, this sword is designed to counteract the upper part?"

Xia Mi understood what Su Mo wanted to express.

This is a sword used to kill kings and fathers. It is perfectly reasonable for dragons to stab the Dragon King with this.

"That's right! So you don't worry about letting me use it? Don't you worry about me going up and down?"

Su Mo asked Xia Mi with great interest.

Giving this kind of sword to subordinates is a bit similar to the mercury sword "AZOTH" in Xingyue World, whoever gives it will be stabbed.

Hearing this, Xia Mi was a little speechless.

"Hey, it's the 21st century! Do you still believe in those feudal superstitions?"

She looked at Su Mo as if she were illiterate.

"The so-called unreasonable dissatisfaction is simply an evaluation of the performance of this sword. After all, with the word spirit in the super-speed field of Setsuna, even low-level hybrids or dragons may kill high-level hybrids or dragons. It would be said that 'the minister kills the king, and the son kills the father'."

"As for wanting to defeat the opponent, do you think you and this sword are my opponent?"

Xia Mi raised his head proudly, and the Dragon King's self-confidence rushed over his face.

Su Mo couldn't refute Xia Mi's words.

The alchemy items in this world simply contain the alchemy domain, and have no other strange powers.

but--

"Generally, people who fall under this kind of flag are people like you who don't believe it at all."

Su Mo kindly reminded.

"Hmph! It's as if you have the ability to resist me, just a subordinate."

Xia Mi rolled his eyes at him, not paying attention to Su Mo's words.

I don't know if it's because he thinks that Su Mo's strength cannot surpass his own.

I still feel that the other party will never betray me.

After a late lunch.

Xia Mi didn't plan to go to the Nibelungen at first, after all, it was already three o'clock, even if he passed, he wouldn't be able to exercise for long.

But Su Mo still forcibly pulled her over and showed her to Fenrir.

Of course, watching Fenrir is incidental, mainly for the breeding experience points he contributes.

And Xia Mi is his tool for obtaining Fenrir's experience points.

[Breeding: LV1: 5800/10000 (Your feeding has successfully won the favor of the Wild Dragon King. He thinks it is your appearance that makes his sister often see him, and has a good impression of you)]

Looking at the skill panel in front of him, Su Mo looked at Fenrir with disappointment.

"Dog, you've changed!"

Obviously, the experience points he contributed yesterday were still [-], but today there are only [-] left.

In a few days, wouldn't it be two hundred, one hundred?
Could it be said that dragons also love the new and dislike the old?
"Good friend, what are you talking about?"

Fenrir was completely puzzled by Su Mo's disappointed eyes.

"Do you want potato chips?"

It pushes out a bag of potato chips with its paws.

Compared with the situation where he had to act pitifully when asking Su Mo to eat a piece of potato chips at the beginning, Fenrir's attitude towards Su Mo is obviously much more generous now.

Probably because he already regarded Su Mo as his own, and because Su Mo brought enough potato chips.

Seeing that it seemed aggrieved, Su Mo shook his head.

"No, you can eat by yourself."

You can't argue with mentally handicapped children, after all, he can't control this matter.

Faced with the same stimulus, whether it is a dragon or a human, the emotional value provided will attenuate, which is a normal phenomenon.

So... Do you want to limit the number of times he meets his sister in the future?
It is best to let Fenrir feel anxious while waiting, and then he will bring Xia Mi over like a savior from heaven, so that he can reap his favor to the greatest extent.

Although the price was the pain of his own conscience, Su Mo felt that he could bear it.

I just don’t know which yield is higher, harvesting slowly and slowly, or harvesting big waves at a time.

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked back at Xia Mi.

"Miss Xia Mi is the cutest in the world!"

"Huh? Why did you suddenly say this again? Your brain is broken again?"

The girl gave him a crazy look.

Su Mo ignored Xia Mi's gesture, but looked at the system panel.

[Breeding: LV1: 6000/10000 (Your praise has successfully won the favor of wild dragons)]

It is still an increase of two hundred points.

It means that she is as happy as before.

Recalling Xia Mi's disdainful expression just now, Su Mo was thoughtful.

What kind of classical tsundere loser is this?
Fortunately, it's not a blonde with twin ponytails, otherwise it's a lost game.

"I suddenly felt that Teacher Xia Mi is the real god!"

Thinking of the [-] experience points that have never been discounted, Su Mo looked at Xia Mi with reverence, and his tone was very serious.

"Having this kind of thinking shows that you are a real psycho!"

Xia Mi looked at him with really suspicious eyes.

Looking at the experience value on the system panel that hadn't changed at all, Su Mo sighed.

Well, even Teacher Xia Mi can't get too much experience from her, she also has a cooling-off period.

Even if it's cutting leeks, give her time to grow up!

With no experience points gained from Teacher Xia Mi, Su Mo continued the ancient boxing training that he had been doing before he got the bloodline.

It has to be said that the strengthening of dragon blood is comprehensive.

Not only has there been an increase in the speed of [learning], but it has also increased a lot in the accuracy of Su Mo's control over his own power.

In the past, even if he followed the position of the eye drawn by Fenrir, he needed to try several times before he could fully confirm the angle and defeat it with the right force.

But now, Su Mo can easily defeat the slate with only one or two attempts.

The accuracy of the strength that the human body can control is really incomparable with the accuracy that the body of the mixed race can control.

With this accuracy bonus, Su Mo completed the training a lot faster.

Because the slate system is fixed, most of the time the eyes are in a few places.

Sometimes Su Mo could even defeat Fenrir's eye without turning over the slate or looking at the eye drawn by Fenrir.

Although this kind of situation is still rare, and it is basically a blind cat encountering a dead mouse.

But I have to say that the progress of Su Mo's practice is much faster than he imagined.

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Five days later.

Among the Nibelungs.

"boom!"

Su Mo punched and hit the huge rock wall in front of him.

A spider web-like crack immediately appeared on the surface where the fist touched the rock wall, and then large and small stones splashed out, leaving a basketball-sized pit on the surface of the boulder.

"Sure enough?"

Looking at the result of his hard punch, Su Mo shook his head.

Although for ordinary domains, this is already a violent attack capable of killing a lion with one punch.

But in Su Mo's heart, this is still far from the power displayed by Xia Mi.

Not to mention destroying a mighty power at the level of a train station with a single punch, if he wants to smash a wall or a boulder with a punch now, he may not be able to succeed, at most he will smash a big hole.

Even if he wasn't compared to Xia Mi, he was still a bit behind the legendary ancient boxing master who could smash huge rocks with one punch.

However, this gap is natural.

After all, for him now, [Ancient Fist] has just reached LV3.

[Ancient boxing method: LV3, 110/10000 (You have already understood the main points of ancient boxing method, but you can't face too complicated goals, but please be careful not to use ancient boxing method skills in daily life, after all, you can really punch now kill a cow)]

The notes given by the system are very appropriate.

Even if this skill has reached LV3, but for the essence of ancient boxing, it is actually just a glimpse of the door.

Now Su Mo can finally abandon the symbols marked by Fenrir, and can confirm the structure of the eyes of simple objects by experience and trial.

However, once the target situation gets complicated, things get a little trickier.

For example, the rock wall in front of you is composed of multiple rock layers, or the wall that has been poured with multiple layers of structure.

Facing these targets, Su Mo can often only capture part of the eye structure, but not the overall eye, so just like before, each attack can only destroy part of it, but cannot destroy the whole of it.

Seeing Su Mo seemed a little disappointed.

Xia Mi on the side couldn't stand it any longer.

"Hey, big brother, it only took you two weeks to reach the threshold of ancient boxing. Are you still not satisfied?"

"Don't you think you can directly surpass your ancestors, even crush the grandmaster, and then turn out to be stronger than me? Your speed is good enough! Even compared to me, it's not too bad!"

She really felt that there was no need for Su Mo to be disappointed.

After all, this speed of progress is not much slower than hers.

You must know that she also has some powers of the king of the earth and the mountain, and she is born with the talent to catch the eyes, otherwise she would not be able to create the ancient boxing method and develop it to the current level.

Su Mo's learning speed is not too slow compared to himself as a creator. What else can he complain about?

Hearing what Xia Mi said, Su Mo couldn't help asking curiously.

"How long did it take you?"

(End of this chapter)