When Jian Qishao caught her cold gaze on him, his hair stood up instantly. He mobilized all the force in his body and, relying on his dangerous intuition, punched out.

“Ding-boom!”

Jian Jinge raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at his fist colliding with the tip of the Zhibing Sword. The hand holding the sword lightly tapped the sword body, and as the sword body trembled,

He let go and followed the sword's blade directly to grab his wrist. Under the astonished gaze of Jian Qishao, in an instant, with a "click", he easily cut off one of his arms.

"Hmm!" The seventh young master Jian Jiahe let out a muffled groan from his throat, but his eyes were still fixed on the girl's face in front of him.

After several confrontations, the scarf that originally covered half of the face slipped down to the neck, revealing the angular jaw and thin lips as bright red as if dyed with rouge, and blocking the mirror was a pair of deep and deep pupils.

His calm eyes revealed extreme indifference and ruthlessness.

It was the first time that Jian Jiahe had observed his cousin's facial features at such a close distance.

It was a face exactly like the Eleventh Brother's, but if you look closely, you will find that the two are completely different.

Thinking of his eleventh brother, he felt a sudden pain in his heart and his body stiffened for a moment. It was this moment that made him completely miss the opportunity to resist.

Jian Jinge grabbed his neck and slowly lifted him up.

I counted silently for a few times, but the ominous aura did not appear.

Jian Jinge raised his chin slightly and looked at Jian Qishao's red face. Could it be that he was not cruel enough?

Thinking of this, he exerted a little force with his fingers, and in an instant, Jian Qishao's eyes began to roll back.

It was not until this moment that the ominous aura appeared again.

Jian Jinge only felt another sharp pain in the palm of his hand, and subconsciously loosened the grip.

And just when she was distracted and thinking, the Ninth Young Master Jian Lezhi found the right moment, drew the long whip from his waist, swung it, wrapped around the Seventh Brother's arm, pulled it hard, and rescued the Seventh Brother from her palm.

Jian Jinge glanced at his empty palm, then glanced in the direction of Jian Lezhi, then looked away.

He half-took off his gloves and saw another skull with a slightly darker color next to the skull. Suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Wanjie Bookstore: Owner, what is your guess?

Jian Jinge's eyes curved slightly, and she waved towards the Ice-Stop Sword. The Ice-Stop Sword trembled and fell back into her palm. "My guess is that the Forbidden Word Spirit Technique Number 007 has been severely damaged, and it's very weak now."

Wanjie Bookstore seemed to be lost in thought and said, “I just calculated the time. The third curse lasted longer than the second one, and the aura of the third curse was very weak, but stronger than the first one.”

Wanjie Bookstore: According to Taboo's personality, it is not a good person. It will never tolerate repeated provocations against it. But in these three times, it could not wait to attack you only when you used a killing move against Jian Luoling.

Wanjie Bookstore: The first time, Wei Yu and the other four waited until they died before getting angry. The third time, they took action only when Jian Qishao was about to die. The timing of the three attacks all sent a signal: they did not dare to act rashly.

Jian Jinge listened quietly to Xiao Shushu's analysis and nodded imperceptibly, "Well, and I guess that every time it makes a move, it has to measure the value of that person.

When Wei Yu and the other three died, it attacked. I didn't feel anything at the time. I think it was evaluating my worth against Wei Yu and the other three, and ultimately withdrew its 'punishment' against me.

"As for the second time..." Jian Jinge rubbed the skull in his palm and chuckled softly, "It's probably because Jian Luoling is a toy that it really likes, or in other words, a new host that it really likes."

If her guess is correct, then it must need to obtain something from someone in order to restore its strength.

As for what it needs and how to restore its strength, perhaps only Old Man Jian knows this question.

However, none of this matters to her. Now she just needs to be sure of one thing.

That is,

'Forbidden Word Spirit Technique No. 007' not only picked her out like a commodity, but also treated her as a spare nutrient.

Based on these two points alone, she has every reason to kill it a thousand times!

Jian Jinge put on his gloves again, suppressed the smile on his lips, and said in a dangerous tone, "Xiao Shushu, this little thing wants us to go back to the Jian family so much, so let's go back and meet it, hehe."

Wanjie Bookstore: What are you going to do, owner?

Jian Jinge: Don’t you think there’s a special specimen missing on the wall to the left of our bookstore’s entrance?

Wanjie Bookstore glanced at the empty wall to the left of the door, briefly imagining the scene of 'Forbidden Word Spirit Technique No. 007' being made into a specimen and hung there, and immediately agreed with both hands: "Shopkeeper, this is a very good idea, I agree."

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