Zuo Zimu accentuated his tone. He didn''t expect Ji to do such a thing unintentionally.


    What, do you have any objection?


    Aware that Zuo Zimu''s breath was wrong, Ji inadvertently picked up the sword. Although she just pulled out the sword at will, she showed a fire Lin erosion, and there was a faint red light flashing on the blade.


    When using this move, Ji inadvertently blessed her internal power. Others may not understand what happened, but Zuo Zimu knew it very well.


    At this time, Mr. Murong was fully capable of killing himself in one move


    But Mr. Murong arranged it.


    Zuo Zimu loosened his clenched fist and finally took a long breath. He didn''t have the strength to talk to the man in front of him, but there was a cold light in his eyes when he loosened his fist.


    At this time, Zuo Zimu secretly decided that one day he must give this tone.


    "That''s good.


    But what Zuozi Mu never thought of was that although Mr. Murong didn''t look very old, his mind had long been tempered in all the world and became very sophisticated.


    His expression just now didn''t escape Ji Wuxin''s eyes.


    However, Ji Wuxin didn''t pay attention to Zuo Zimu. Although Bi Jing Zuo Zimu has a certain Tianbin in martial arts, his martial arts in the Fengyun world seems to be limited by some force in the Tianlong world.


    This eclipse sword technique has no sword moves, and it is impossible to give full play to its real strength. However, even if Zuo Zimu can practice the eclipse sword technique to a very high level, he may not be his opponent.


    "Please leave first. I will leave Jianhu palace after I abolish the skills of these disciples.


    In order to ensure that the news of Beiming magic will not be leaked out, Ji Wuxin supported Zuo Zimu first, and then began to operate the Beiming magic. Zuo Zimu experienced the old way. Maybe he can find the clue of Ji Wuxin Beiming magic, but these disciples are different. Most of them have never seen anything in the world, so these people will not find Beiming magic at all.


    After burning incense, when Zuo Zimu returned to the sword Lake official again, he found that Ji Wuxin had left, and his disciples were lying on the ground of the sword Lake Palace. They were all lost because of their weakness.


    Looking at these disciples, Zuo Zimu couldn''t help feeling sad: "Murong, I must avenge today."


    Ji inadvertently left Wuliang sword sect and went directly to Gusu swallow stronghold without any stop.


    At this time, white cloth was hung everywhere in the swallow dock. Everyone in the dock bowed their heads, and tears flashed in the corners of their eyes. These people were all followers of the Murong family.


    Although these attendants and servant girls are dressed in plain clothes, they can''t hide the luxury of murongbo''s funeral.


    His funeral was designed entirely on the scale of the emperor. In the past, it would have violated the emperor''s taboo, which would lead to killing. However, now the border between song and Liao is tight, and no one will notice these.


    In Suzhou City, in a room of Tianshun Inn, Ji Wuxin is cross legged in bed to relax. Today is the third day he swallowed mangguzhu clam and the most important day to eliminate the toxicity of mangguzhu clam, so he can''t be careless at all.


    Lift your breath and move your mind


    According to the internal mental skill of Beiming divine skill, Ji Wuxin''s detoxification method recorded in Beiming divine skill during the period of slow cultivation. At the same time, the detoxification effect of mangguzhu clam is also highlighted at this time.


    In this way, it was not until half an hour later that Ji Wuxin recovered from the state of avoiding light. At this time, his body was covered with sweat, which seemed to be mixed with the toxin of mangguzhu clam, which was black and smelly.


    Finally, all the toxins in the body have been removed. "


    Ji Wuxin was slightly relieved. The poison of mangguzhu clam had trapped him for a long time, and now it was finally relieved. It was like a sharp sword around his neck, which made his heart very happy.


    Waiter, a bucket of bath water


    He is now full of toxin residues. With so much mud, Ji inadvertently asked the waiter for a bucket of bath water.


    "OK, sir, just a moment."


    The waiter quickly brought Ji Wuxin a bucket of bath water, but when he came to the stairs, he was stopped by an outer city monk in yellow


    "Benefactor, can I have this bucket of bath water?


    The monk was in high spirits. Although he was a monk, he seemed to have the appearance of Pan an and Song Yu. He kept getting a string of rosary beads in his hands, looking charitable.


    But the bath water has been reserved!


    The waiter looked embarrassed. Now the inn is busy, so only this bucket of hot bath water is left.


    "Then look at this and decide?"


    The monk took a ingot of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the shop.


    This ingot of silver is definitely a huge sum of money for the waiter. Even if he earned it last month, he may not be able to earn so much money.


    Master, can this silver really be mine?


    Seeing the monk in front of me so rich, the waiter was a little excited


    A bucket of bath water is not worth much.


    As long as the water is sent to my house, it will be yours.


    The monk handed the silver in his hand. He came to attend other people''s Ping ceremony this time. He came all the way from Tubo and was dusty, so he planned to take a bath and then go to swallow stronghold.


    Looking at the monk''s cheerfulness, the waiter couldn''t care about anything else. He immediately gritted his teeth and said good, so he carried the bath water to the monk''s house.


    At this time, he was listening to what happened outside in the house. He was not in a hurry to take a bath, but he was angry when he saw that the other party robbed his bath water.


    "Who the hell is this monk? He''s going to swallow stronghold


    And it doesn''t seem to be from the Central Plains.


    Ji Wu quickly flashed many people''s names in her mind, and finally determined her name to the three words poison Mozhi. Now only he can appear here. Jiu Mozhi is a national teacher of Tubo and a close friend of Murong Bo, so it''s normal to come to his funeral.


    "That''s fun.:


    Ji Wuxin smiled coldly. He knew that Jiu Mozhi''s martial arts were very strong. Although it was 30 years ago, he should have learned xiaowuxiang skill at this time, and his strength should be good.


    Zuo Zimu, whom Ji had no intention to meet before, was so poor in martial arts that he couldn''t make a position for himself. Now he met Lu Mozhi. He just had a fight with Jiu Mozhi to see his level.


    Thinking of this, Ji inadvertently pushed the door out, looked at Lu Mozhi and the waiter and shouted, "slow if!


    Does this bath water seem to be what I want?


    It''s not that Ji didn''t mean to find fault, but that jiumozhi robbed his things. Now he still has some stench. However, in order to cover up these smells, he used his internal skill to force some filth out of his body.


    The waiter was stunned. Obviously, he didn''t expect Ji inadvertently to hear his dialogue with the monk. He turned his head and looked at the monk. He didn''t dare to say a word more.


    Benefactor, what you said is wrong. This water belongs to all living things. It is a ownerless thing. I just used it today. How could it be yours.


    Jiumozhi smiled coldly. When he noticed Ji Wuxin''s internal power flowing, he was a little excited. He was a dance maniac, so he had to compete with powerful opponents.