[Slow Wear] Assassin System

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To be precise, this is not the third time Miao Xuan has been shown love. ...and the passers-by who didn't have a deep impression, he really couldn't remember how many times.

But judging from the big data, most of the human beings and non-human beings who show love to him are all men.

Miao Xuan: "..."

why?Do I look so good?

When you refuse, you must refuse, but there is skill in refusing. Looking at Qiao Jiao's red ears, Miao Xuan suddenly recalled what Qin Yue said a long time ago in the third world.

...and take the responsibility on yourself?

It's too blunt to directly refuse, and you have to find a reason why you can't.

Miao Xuan: "I can't agree."

Jiao Jiao's eyes gradually became fierce: "Are you going to find a partner among the blood of the Phoenix—that peacock?!"

"No..." Miao Xuan said sincerely, "I have not been able to perceive love since I was born, and I will not look for a partner, whether it is today or in the future."

#Mode Feelings#

Jiao was stunned, and then he frowned tightly: "Is it because you were not born enough? Aren't you a cub hatched by Xuanwu? Can something go wrong?"

Jiao's firm concern is still very warm, Miao Xuan smiled: "It's not because of my birth, it's just a coincidence."

So it's okay for us to be close friends, and there is no need for further development.

In addition to the sequelae of being destined to leave, Miao Xuan does not want to develop a relationship with the target that he cannot understand. Love is probably the most special emotion. It is too specific and too sensitive. There is a natural desire to possess and understand each other between partners. .

Miao Xuan couldn't understand this at all, wouldn't it be cheating himself if he rashly established this kind of relationship with others?

Jing Ke's world is really unexpected, after all, there is a precarious place, there is no tomorrow, and the relationship has been established before entering the world, and if you destroy it rashly, there will be accidents——

Wait a minute... Miao Xuan suddenly realized that in Jing Ke's world, he only met Chu Heng who showed his love and acquiesced in rejecting him. What is the "accident"?

However, Qiao Jiao didn't give Miao Xuan time to look back. After hearing such a unique rejection from Fenghuang, he almost choked his breath in his chest.

He would rather Phoenix directly refuse or even declare that he wants to find a partner of the Bird Clan, rather than reject all of them in one breath and strangle all the answers.

"It's okay! Remember to take the nest with you when you leave!" Jiao Qiao poised his neck and forcefully changed the subject, "Since you didn't come to see me, why did you come to Ruoshui? You can run around now?"

Miao Xuan nodded subconsciously: "Mr. Gun asked me to come to Ruoshui to find you, and I also want to come to Ruoshui to see you."

"Mr. Gun asked you to come to me?" Qiao Jiao was really surprised this time, "He didn't tell me that you would come..." Otherwise, I would have come back earlier to wait for you.

"Didn't Lord Gun tell you?" Miao Xuan was also stunned, "I thought you already knew."

"Mr. Gun asked you to come because he wanted you to recognize the big monster of Weak Water. Why didn't he come by himself..." Suddenly realized something, he clenched his fists, "Little Phoenix, how long has it been since Mr. Gun?" Have you left the top of Kunlun Mountain?"

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quiet place.

In the palace of You Country, mountains of bone fragments and sheepskins were stacked in different categories.

The old king passed away, and according to the usual practice, the new king needs priests to go to heaven, tell the gods and beasts, rule the people, and write history books. Because of the advocacy of ancient times, the first three have been combined into human sacrifices and are being prepared in full swing. Only the writing of history books is left. Down.

The workload of writing history books is horrendous, especially when the former king reigned for a hundred years, and countless major events were involved during his reign, including the birth of the new god beast Fengjun and the creation of the cultivation method.

Beside the case, a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard and black eyes brought a pile of bone fragments in pain: "Mei, is the fifth son of King Hao who died young recorded on your side? I really can't find it."

On the desk not far from him, a woman with disheveled hair had numb eyes. She turned over the bone fragments beside her like a ghost, and said after a long time: "I found it, and it was mixed in Wang Ji's records... Died at three years old, named Shi."

If a few days ago, the two could complain about the unreasonable classification of the data, but after so many days of endless torture, the two of them have already become numb now, and they don't even have the strength to scold their mothers.

Compiling history books requires rummaging through and counting a large amount of information, whether it is divination records or royal rosters, the more precious information is engraved on heavy bone tablets.

However, the output of the fields, the number of slaves, etc. related to people's livelihood, etc., will all be recorded on the sheepskin. Although it is also a large pile, it is much easier to look through.

Mei painfully threw the mixed bone fragments to the man: "Su, do we have to finish compiling it within a few days?! I remember that King Hao spent 20 years compiling the history books for her father, but this time we have to A hundred years..."

The man's eyes were dead: "Do you think there is anything I can do? No matter what, things about human sacrifices must be sorted out first."

"Isn't it just that you can't be controlled by others, I know that—" Mei put the carving knife in her hand on the case table, and said viciously, "It's all the old guys' fault, why are you tossing about? Isn't it obvious that the sacrificial ceremony has declined? Fortunately, I I’ve opened Dantian, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to last so long.”

"Old guy? I remember you're not too young, right? 80 years old? 90 years old? They won't be much older than you." Su punctured mercilessly, "My royal family tree is almost there. Give me the roster of the princesses."

Mei's expression twisted, and he threw a stack of bone fragments beside him to Su. The man stretched out his hand and waved it in the air.

"Where is your weaving?" Su yawned and pulled himself together, "Has the beginning of the practice method been weaved?"

The expression on the woman's face was mournful and ferocious: "...just after Feng Jun came into being, how do you write it? 'King Zhao goes to Kunlun'? 'Wang Zhao learns to practice cultivation', 'Wang Zhao masters the beast'?"

"Just write 'Feng Master's Taoist Tradition'."

You Zhao walked in from the door, pressed his forehead and said, "Mei, write this paragraph slowly, and engrave the method of practice into it."

"Great King!", "King Zhao!"

Mae Hesu got up and greeted in a messy manner.

The complexions of the three of them are very bad, You Zhao is more advanced and can maintain a little energy, while Mei Hesu's state looks like a dead ghost.

"Thank you for your hard work." You Zhao couldn't help laughing at the slovenly and tired subordinates who always paid attention to love and cleanliness, "It won't be long, after the human sacrifice is completed, everything will be on the right track, and we can all take a rest. "

Compiling history books is a heavy job, everyone knows this, but why are only two people busy in the huge data storage palace?In the final analysis, it was because Youzhao didn't have enough manpower.

Stabilizing the order of You Country, handing over the sacrificial army, maintaining the stability of the territory, presiding over spring plowing and spring hunting, resisting the monster races who come to fight the autumn wind... everything is short of manpower. It stands to reason that these things are conventional traditions, and You Country has a long history. Prepare, but over the years it has been priests and great witches who have dealt with these things.

It coincided with the turbulent undercurrents on both sides, and it was good for these priests and great witches standing together not to make trouble, so how could they help?

Now You Zhao himself is always on the move, let alone the party of the new king.

However, comparing various affairs horizontally, no one wants to compile history books. Su and Mei are the oldest and most stable two under You Zhao's subordinates, and this terrible job was finally pushed into their hands.

This is probably the pain of the post.

"'Feng Master preaches Taoism'? I understand." Mei Jiang carved this sentence, looked up and asked, "Why is Your Majesty free to visit us? Is the acceptance of the army over?"

The witches and priests are all long-range mages, and the army responsible for melee combat and artillery is very important. Most of them are private soldiers trained by the witches for themselves.

No one is happy that their guards will be taken away, let alone the big witches who have always been pampered.

Although there is an army belonging to the royal family in name, most of these sergeants are actually private, but their masters are priests under the name of the royal family.

But now the royal family is inherited by You Zhao, and the priests are fighting with the royal family... This is where it is difficult to gather the army.

You Zhao was still smiling, but this time the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Although soldiers are brave, they are also mortal. I have a way to let them practice...they will know how to respect the king."

Su Wenyan was refreshed: "My lord, has the new method been deduced?"

You Zhao and his team practice the method handed down by Phoenix, which requires extremely high talent. In order to allow more people to practice, You Zhao has been trying to simplify and delete.

What Miao Xuan originally pushed out was a more complete mysterious version. Although You Zhao's additions and changes can reduce the requirements for practice, it will undoubtedly greatly reduce the effect.

But this You Zhao doesn't care, his goal has been achieved.

If he could cultivate by himself, who would give his life to the great witch priests?With the emergence of new cultivation forces, the inheritance structure will also change.

You Zhao: "...I took off the circulation. Since the key can't be opened, it is enough to leave the Qi Sea Dantian, and the spiritual power can circulate in the Qi Sea. Although it is difficult for practitioners to advance, it is not easy to draw Qi into the body. It will be difficult."

After listening back, I thought about it: "This is also a road." Although it is bumpy and narrow, it has greatly lowered the threshold.

"People who only cultivate Qihai Dantian still have flaws in their skills." You Zhao said, "They will rely too much on one kind of spiritual power because of their physique, and they cannot decompose the five elements, restricting themselves like a monster race."

"There is no way around this." Mae smiled. "Isn't it good to be able to cultivate? The spiritual power they prefer and the physique they rely on are the foundation of their own cultivation, which can be called the 'spiritual root'."

"This analogy is good." Trace commented, "But should you continue to organize and compile? We are running out of time."

The two continued to wrestle with Shan Gao's information with hatred, You Zhao smiled helplessly.

He walked out of the palace full of materials, and after completing the inspection of the history books, his next destination was the altar of the sacrificial hall.

Standing on the steps of the palace, you can see the towering Kunlun Mountain in the distance, and You Zhao looks at the top of Kunlun Mountain in ecstasy.

I always feel that something big is about to happen... Is it an illusion?