Qin Jing knew that the girl didn’t know how to practice this newly acquired weapon day and night. He patted Zhao Ying on the shoulder and said something to make her pay attention to rest, but the girl rarely showed an impatient expression and waved at Qin Jing, leaving the door closed for Qin Jing to stay away.
Relatively speaking, Zhan Lan is much more lazy. When she opened the door, she still looked sleepy and wore a moonlight robe.
"What can I do for you, Xiao Qin?"
"Don’t call me Xiao Qin …" Qin Jing had a face of black lines. She and Ming Yan Wei called him Xiao Qin and Xiao Jing felt like a little eunuch around the emperor, which made him quite embarrassed.
"Get up quickly. From today on, I decided to give you and Ming Yanwei special training."
"Special training?" Zhanlan yawned and looked puzzled.
"Yes" Qin Jing threw Zhan Lan into the room and told her to change clothes. "You have a mental shock, but you have evolved such a powerful skill as reading motivation. Your ability to swing it will affect our whole team strength …"
"But what is there between me and Ming Yanwei?" Although Zhan Lan didn’t wake up, she still thought clearly. "Do you want to get back at us and call you Xiao Qin?"
"Who’s going to get back at you?" Qin Jing said these words with a black face, gnashing her teeth. "Both Dian and Zhao Ying have special occupations to know how to train themselves, but you and Ming Yan Wei don’t know what I want to learn from mercenaries and train you as much as possible."
"…" Zhan Lan
"…" Qin Jing
"Who are you kidding …" ZhanLan sound lazily never came out of the gate.
It took Qin Jing nearly an hour to drag Zhan Lan out, and then Qin Jing knocked on the door of Ming Yan Wei again.
The door quickly opened, and Ming Yanwei sweated and held the sunset bow and said, "What can I do for Xiaojing?"
Qin Jing’s face is like an ink wash. "It’s all right." He said and turned to leave.
Not the kui is the Lord god value elected to the demon squad. It seems that the strong need to exercise Zhan Lan now …
When Qin Jing turned his head, he saw the Lord God’s light egg. Suddenly, he remembered the knife that was put in his pocket. He bowed his head and thought for a moment and went to the Lord God’s light ball to close his eyes and communicate with the Lord God. Soon Qin Jing’s hand appeared several pages of paper full of many words. He looked down and showed satisfaction and returned to his room.
……
In the next few days, the Lord God Square was exceptionally quiet. Except for the occasional opening of the door, everyone was hiding in their own room and working hard to train.
In the evening, when we were eating Wendy’s cooking food together, Qin Jing told the members of Zhongzhou team that WU GANG was dead, and introduced Jessie to everyone. My sister and Jessie were similar in age and soon played together.
Zhan Lan was dragged by Qin Jing to his own room for training, because Qin Jing knew that if he didn’t force her, he estimated that this woman would arrange flowers and cook in her room leisurely, and he himself was very busy training Zhan Lan to ask the flame queen about its research progress from time to time …
Check yourself to exchange a few pages of drawings in the Lord God.
……
"Well, that’s probably it."
The next day, Qin Jing finally got everything in the drawings, and he stretched himself.
There is such a class B weapon. Qin Jing is really unwilling. He asked the Lord God how to make the spirit-cutting knife recognize the Lord again, but he got a few pages so slowly.
It took Qin Jing most of his time to finally take out the spirit-cutting knife from his bag. He came to the light sphere of the Lord God, followed by Wendy Jesse, a sister who had long wanted to be lazy, and Zhan Lan.
"If according to the Lord God, it’s like this …" Qin Jing said while holding the knife to cut the spirit.
They don’t suddenly see Qin Jing inserted into his heart!
"Stop it!"
"Don’t!"
"ah!"
A few people present immediately screamed. Wendy and Zhanlan threw themselves at him and were stopped by Qin Jing’s wave.
The soft light shone on Qin Jingshen from the light ball of the Lord God, which neither treated nor controlled Qin Jing’s wound to prevent it from getting worse.
Speaking of which, if it weren’t for the experiment in the Lord God, would it be really dare not do it? Qin Jing felt his heartbeat while holding the handle in one hand.
He never knew that his heartbeat would enter his ears so clearly. Qin Jing has opened the genetic lock and automatically shielded the pain.
Blood flowed from the wound and quietly stained the knife surface.
Here is the Lord God’s way to master the knife again. He erased the original consciousness of the knife and awakened the new consciousness of the knife in his body.
At the end of the day, knives and swords are all blood-drinking things … Qin Jing chuckled in his mind.
Gradually, the surrounding sound became weaker, and the blade became hotter when it was soaked in blood.
Qin Jing seemed to hear someone calling him. He looked up and saw a figure looming ahead.
Did you show up …
Qin Jing didn’t speak, the clearer the figure was, and a Japanese samurai dressed up in front of Qin Jing.
Who is calling me …
The figure turned to Qin Jing.
Is that you? Mortals …
It’s me. I’m calling you. Qin Jing’s stereo is up, but others don’t open their mouths.
Then call out my name …
Your name? ….. Qin Jing gradually calmed down in his heart. He didn’t want anything to start to appear in his mind …
In people’s eyes, it is Qin Jing who, together with the spirit-cutting knife, began to emit white light in the light of the Lord God, which made them gradually hard to open their eyes …
Your name …
Yes, I will respond to your call by calling my name … The samurai extended his hand to Qin Jing.
Your name is … Qin Jing suddenly opened his eyes, and his mind seemed to flash by.
Thousand Sakura!
As Qin Jingyin wrapped in his white light suddenly exploded …
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The Lord God’s Day passed quickly. On that day, Qin Jing inserted the spirit-cutting knife into his chest. Things seemed to have never been peaceful from beginning to end. Qin Jing returned to his room with a large number of people.
Later, Qin Jing seemed to be more busy for two days, even unable to train Zhan Lan. She told herself to return to the world of death and exercise in her own way for a month. When Zhan Lan resented it, it was like Qin Jing was really a personal vendetta.
On the last day of the Lord God, Ming Yan Wei got up early. She carefully put some things she wanted into her bracelet one by one. For the Zhongzhou team now, bringing things has become the most common thing, instead of stuffing the whole team’s things in one bag like the original.
Change into smart boots, jeans and brown jacket. Ming Yan Wei opened her door.