Jing Xing Xing Zhi

Ji Zichen was very smart and worked very hard, he didn't show the slightest resistance to Jing Xing, but after more than a month, he had basically mastered the practical knowledge Jing Xing taught him.

Actual combat is very important, and it has been a long time since I have been back to Yanque Pavilion, Jing Xing is going to take Zichen to Yanque Pavilion to do some practical exercises.

The most important thing is that Jing Xing has been thinking about that custom-made long sword. It belongs to Shi Qi, so it must be given to him.

Yan Que Pavilion opened the door that morning, and in the afternoon, there was a steady stream of people coming to look for Jing Xing. Many of them came to ask Jing Xing to help deal with the real objects, but most of them hadn't seen Jing Xing for a long time and came to care about him.

After receiving so much care, even though he was busy until late, Jing Xing was happy.

After briefly answering the questions raised by Ji Zichen after a day of assistance, and sending Zichen away, Jing Xing pushed aside the unoccupied hut specially arranged for Shiqi and took out the sword.

"Seventeen." Jing Xing called softly.

Looking at the man Jing Xing who suddenly appeared in front of him was a little dazed - because of his deliberate alienation, he hadn't seen Shi Qi for a long time.

Shi Qi obviously remembered what he said a long time ago, he didn't kneel down again, but just bowed his body, which showed that his well-proportioned body was very nice.

Jing Xing collected his thoughts, and solemnly handed the sword into Seventeen's hands: "Do you remember? This is a sword that belongs only to you."

Shi Qi's expression was obviously very happy. He took the sword and stroked it affectionately. It took a long time to remember to thank him. He raised his head and said sincerely: "Thank you."

Jing Xing smiled and nodded.

So Shi Qi lowered his head and stroked again, but stopped when his fingers crossed the hilt of the sword.

Jing Xing was startled, and his mouth was quicker than his brain: "The engraved characters are Xingzhi, and I gave you the name of your sword. I heard that you sword-players pay attention to what you have a sword in your heart. There is a saying in my hometown called The family has a lot of gold, and the behavior is controlled by the heart, which is roughly what it means.”

Shi Qi nodded, and looked at the word "Xing Zhi" on the hilt of the sword. Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his head with piercing eyes, and looked at Jing Xing:

"The subordinate wants to use the sword as a name, so I ask the master to give it a name."

Jing Xing was content with changing his words quickly, so he naturally didn't notice Shi Qi's change, so he agreed wholeheartedly: "You like this name? If you don't dislike it, I'll give it to you."

"Thank you, master, for giving me the name. I like the behavior very much."

The sound of walking and stopping is full of joy.

Jing Xing faintly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Do you like this room?"

Xing Zhi was still immersed in joy, looked at Jing Xing and nodded: "I like it."

"It's fine if you like it, then you can live here for a few days - I don't need a shadow guard, you can stand by my side as an ordinary guard these days, okay?"

Of course Xingzhi would not refuse, following Jing Xing's intention, he said "yes" and then stroked the word "Xingzhi" on the hilt of his sword, the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

The inexplicable tension in Jing Xing's heart became more and more intense, watching Shi Qi chatted "good night", and left in a hurry without waiting for an answer.