Chapter 914: Reaching out for a hug (59)
These people don't have enough demonic energy. What he wants is more pure demonic energy.
If he could break into the demon world and capture the demon king this time, he would definitely be able to make a breakthrough.
Gu Ao's eyes were sinister. He lowered his head and looked at the blood on his hands, then pinched and washed away the blood.
When leaving the dungeon, he said to several disciples: "Not only did the witch not repent, she tried to attack me. I have already dealt with the person. You have worked hard these days, please take some rest."
After Gu Ao left, several disciples praised him for being just, kind and considerate.
In the dungeon, a gust of wind blew, and the ashes on the ground were blown away.
Yun Fanfan got a new sword, which matched Shen Jing's sword.
She had never seen Shen Jing use a sword. With Shen Jing's ability, he almost didn't need to use a weapon. She also saw this sword in the box by chance.
Seeing that she liked it, Shen Jing personally found the materials the next day and made a similar sword.
Yun Fanfan was so happy that he played with the sword for several days.
Shen Jing just arrived and saw her practicing her sword.
In the past few days, she had been practicing swordplay and almost stopped looking for him.
It was only because he came to her in person that Shen Jing couldn't help but regret that he had tricked himself. If he had known better, he shouldn't have made this sword.
The girl held the sword, her slender waist was extremely soft, the tip of the sword cut through the sky, with a sharp breath, the surrounding leaves rustled, and every move she made was full of sharpness.
When the girl was practicing her sword, she was different from usual, with a different kind of charm that was so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Shen Jing looked at her like this for a long time without knowing it, with admiration and doting in his eyes without interrupting her.
After finishing a set, Yun Fanfan took back his sword and noticed Shen Jing.
She trotted up to Shen Jing, raised her head and said, "Why are you here, father?" She had been called this way all year round, and she couldn't change her words for a while.
Shen Jing also tried to get her to call him by his name before, but Yun Fanfan felt it was awkward, so he still called her by his name.
Shen Jing left her alone.
Her cheeks were lightly red, like plump peaches, making people want to take a bite of them. She had a thin layer of sweat on her face due to sword practice, and her eyes were sparkling, with hidden secrets inside. Can't help but be happy.
Shen Jing took out the handkerchief and wiped her sweat affectionately.
Yun Fanfan just stood there and let him wipe it, and it was still the same as before, no change.
After wiping, Shen Jing asked: "Do you like practicing sword very much?"
"It's okay." Yun Fanfan replied, "To pass the time."
Shen Jing raised his palm slightly, and a sword appeared in his hand.
She had never seen Shen Jing holding a sword before. He was wearing a crescent white robe. The robe perfectly outlined his figure. He stood there holding the sword, like an immortal from another world, holding the hilt. His hands were white and slender. He turned his palm and thrust out the long sword.
Shen Jing's temperament immediately changed. It was no longer as gentle as before, but more murderous.
The black hair on his back was flying in the wind. Shen Jing was like a swimming dragon. He drew and retracted his sword just right. There was no imperfection.
It doesn't feel rude at all, but gives people a very elegant feeling.
The wind was calm, Shen Jing stopped moving, his clothes fell to the ground, but they were not stained with dust.
Shen Jing waved to her and said, "I'll teach you."
Shen Jing's tone was like coaxing a child. She was not stingy. If she liked it, he would try his best to teach her the best.
(End of chapter)