Chapter 83 Everyone Is Equal in Front of the World Cup. I Will Support You. (Ask for Monthly Votes)

"Sister Zhu, we have heard Master talk about this before."

Xue Jing tried to keep his face calm and said.

"Consciousness is independent of the human body. Our consciousness itself and the body should be viewed separately."

"--So, this is not my intention, but the reaction of the body on its own initiative."

Zhu Shanying's face was ruddy, and her face was full of disbelief.

She said with a smile: "You continue to quibble, Sister Meng and I are listening."

Xue Jing: "..."

He sighed: "You also know that I am in adolescence, the most difficult stage in life to control myself, and I am seventeen years old at the half-step great perfection of adolescence..."

"At this age, you may go astray at any time. When you meet some magic saint or righteous witch, you can't help but want to slay demons and support the righteous way, which leads to the automatic unsheathing of the holy sword. This is also a very reasonable and logical thing, right?"

"It can be said that this is not my problem at all, but a problem of the body, or even your problem."

Zhu Shanying was stunned by Xue Jing's sophistry.

She showed an expression of getting to know you again, and said with a curled lip: "Junior brother, you shouldn't practice martial arts, you should be a lawyer, go to ancient times to be a lawyer, this mouth can turn black and white, manipulate the world."

Meng Qingjiao next to him crossed his arms, slightly hiding his greatness, with a blush on his cold cheeks, nodded to show his approval.

Xue Jing scratched his cheek with his fingers and said awkwardly: "I just eased the atmosphere..."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

After a lot of nonsense, the awkward atmosphere caused by the unsheathing of the holy sword was finally reversed a little, and it was not so awkward.

At this time, Zhu Shanying suddenly put a pair of bare hands on Xue Jing's thighs, raised his eyebrows and threatened: "Then I have to ask you, in your eyes, who is the magic saint and who is the righteous witch, me or Sister Meng, tell me clearly?"

"Hiss——" Xue Jing breathed in pain, and waved his hands and said: "It doesn't matter, it's just a metaphor I said casually..."

"No, we must distinguish them!" Zhu Shanying's palm gradually exerted force.

Xue Jing had no choice but to say: "You, you are the saint."

"Hmm?" Zhu Shanying smiled in his eyes, but he said unwillingly: "You think I am a demon?"

Xue Jing's mouth twitched.

He thought, compared with Sister Meng, you are 100% a demon.

"..." At this time, Meng Qingjiao stretched out her hands, supported his head, and looked at him.

There was an inexplicable seriousness on her cold and pretty face, as if asking: Me, a witch?

Xue Jing looked at the shadow that covered the sky and the sun in front of him, thinking, you are 100% a witch.

He said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I said nonsense."

"It's all my own problem from beginning to end, please forgive me."

Zhu Shanying saw him give in, snorted lightly, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you have no self-control, you must be careful of beauty traps in the future."

Xue Jing did not reply.

Is this a problem of self-control?

He glanced at Meng Qingjiao's trembling World Cup inadvertently.

Who wouldn't be confused?

Which cadre can withstand such a test?

If you have it, you have to take it out.

Everyone is equal in front of the World Cup.

"... So, junior brother."

Zhu Shanying glanced down inadvertently again, and moved away as if he was electrocuted, and his palm-sized face flushed.

"...When will it return to its sheath?"

"It's not good for us to continue applying the medicine in this state."

Zhu Shanying whispered softly.

Xue Jing: "..."

I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that Zhu Shanying seems to be hinting at something.

Of course, this is 100% an illusion.

He has [Visualization] and a strong control over his thoughts. Even now, he still maintains a clear mind.

At this time, if he really says something strange, then it will be irreversible.

"...Leave the rest to me. They are all easy to apply."

Xue Jing said softly.

"Then...you can do it yourself. Senior Sister Meng and I will leave first."

Zhu Shanying breathed a sigh of relief, but there seemed to be some disappointment between his eyebrows.

"..."Meng Qingjiao nodded. No emotion could be seen on her calm and cold face, but the blush that had not yet dissipated exposed the fact that her heart was still not calm.

After they left, Xue Jing moved his mouth, looking at the still sharp sacred sword, feeling a little distressed.

Could this thing really not return to its sheath until it bleeds blood?

…

After finally using the breathing method of the Doujia Gong for training blood, Xue Jing controlled his strength to disperse the blood that had gathered. After applying the medicine, he lay down in the Yangxin Room and fell asleep.

It was several hours later when he opened his eyes again.

He felt the recovery of his injuries and found that his skin was still numb and itchy.

"It seems that this injury is quite serious..."

Xue Jing thought.

The last time, he was cut by the cockroach monster in Ruizhu Hotel with many deep wounds that could be seen to the bone. The wounds were almost healed the next day, and he was almost fully recovered in about three or four days.

At this moment, his fitness and health skills have improved compared to that time, and his five major exercises have also improved. Logically, his recovery should be even more exaggerated.

But now he feels that his injuries are recovering slowly.

Xue Jing touched his arm.

Then he performed the Golden Scale Transformation, and dragon scale marks began to appear on his skin, densely packed, as if a layer of scales had really grown.

He pinched his skin with two fingers, and immediately felt a strong toughness. When pulling, he felt that the skin all over his body was pulled together by this small piece of skin.

"Turning golden scales... Use the force to circle on the membrane, forming golden scales, connecting the membranes of the whole body together, which can disperse and dissolve the attack, and the membranes of the whole body can bear it together."

"The larger the force area, the smaller the pressure."

"This is the secret of the unparalleled defense of the golden scale skin."

Xue Jing sighed.

No wonder Li Qi said that the golden scale skin can restrain the school of Jinfeng Baihongjian that turns fists and feet into swords.

They themselves rely on the blade-like force with a very small force area to output, and when they encounter the golden scale skin that can disperse and bear pressure, they will naturally be defeated.

It is worthy of being one of the five killer moves of the Hidden Dragon Flow, and none of them is simple.

"The remaining ones that have not been comprehended are 'Shaking Star Fire' about blood training, and 'Eye Guanliu' about tendon training..."

"There is no hurry, let's heal the injury first."

Xue Jing sat up, got off the bed, twisted his neck, and did some stretching exercises.

The moon was already high outside the window.

"Let's go home..." Xue Jing said to himself.

...

When we got home, it was already twelve o'clock in the morning.

As soon as he entered the door, Xue Jing was stunned.

He did not see the cat squatting on the ground to greet him as usual.

Instead, there was a girl with long black hair sitting on the sofa.

She was wearing a loose white men's T-shirt, and her lower body was showing a pair of slender, white and tender legs. Because the clothes were too big for her, the bottom edge was long enough to cover her thighs. I don't know whether she was wearing shorts or... nothing.

The small and straight nose, the red lips without makeup and the narrow eyebrows and phoenix eyes formed a flawless face.

That face was very beautiful and distinctive, with an aggressiveness that ordinary women did not have, as if the concept of "beauty" was embodied in a physical existence, grabbing your neck and making you have to like this face.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the furry black cat ears on the girl's head, and the cat's tail with a tail ring swinging on the sofa.

"Teacher Wan, can you turn back into a human?"

Xue Jing said in a gentle tone.

Ning Fengwan sat on the sofa, curled up, hugged her thighs with both hands, tilted her head, and looked at Xue Jing with her phoenix eyes.

The lower half of her face was buried below her knees, and her specific expression could not be seen. She uttered a dull "hmm".

A few strands of hair fell from her forehead, adding a touch of weak femininity to her.

"... At noon, I suddenly found that I could turn back by myself."

Ning Fengwan said, with a hint of loss in her tone.

Xue Jing walked up to her and sat down. He wanted to pinch her cheeks, just like when she was a cat, but after thinking about it, he didn't reach out his hand. He just smiled and said:

"Isn't this good? You don't seem very happy?"

Ning Fengwan heard this and a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on her pretty face. She said:

"If I can turn back into a human, I will leave. Do you think it's good?"

Xue Jing looked puzzled:

"Why do you have to leave after turning back into a human?"

Ning Fengwan rolled her eyes: "If you don't leave, will you support me?"

Xue Jing nodded and smiled: "I will support you."

He said this as a matter of course, just like chatting casually, blurting it out without any pressure.

Ning Fengwan thought he didn't understand her, so she shook her head and whispered:

"It's not like that..."

She paused and said disappointedly:

"You don't understand, just staying by your side will bring you danger..."

The existence of Kant Security Company is like a mountain, pressing on the girl's heart.

When she thought that once she was exposed, Xue Jing would also be implicated and crushed by that behemoth, she felt that she couldn't breathe.

It's time to leave.

I was quite happy to stay with the boy for more than a month.

It was as if I really turned into a cat, carefree, just eating, drinking, playing and sleeping, without having to worry about other messes.

Although there were some embarrassing things occasionally...but overall, she was satisfied with this short encounter.

That's it, dreams always have to wake up.

I am the leader of the Dragon Cult, not a real cat.

Ning Fengwan's eyes were covered with a layer of light mist, and her expression was gloomy.

Xue Jing sighed softly.

"Don't show an expression like a discarded kitten."

"I've already said, I'll support you."

He said softly.

Ning Fengwan was slightly startled, looking at him, as if she didn't react.

"You don't think I'm the kind of rubbish owner who just abandons a pet halfway through because it's too troublesome." Xue Jing chuckled.

He reached out and gently brushed Ning Fengwan's slightly misty eyes, his fingers stained with tears.

"Since you have brought the cat home and decided to keep it, you must stick to it."

Xue Jing hugged her gently and said in a gentle tone:

"From the moment I brought you home, you have been a member of my family."

"If I give up on you and stay away from you just because you will bring danger... then I will definitely lose something that is invisible and intangible, but very important."

"Stay, no matter what danger, I will face it with you."

"This is the meaning of family."

Ning Fengwan leaned on his shoulder and was silent for a long time.

She suddenly closed her eyes and reached out to hug Xue Jing, very hard, as if she wanted to rub herself into his body.

Xue Jing felt a wet touch on his shoulder, as if something warm liquid was dripping on it.

The fragrance of the cat-eared girl lingered on the tip of his nose, and her voice with a crying tone came to his ears.

"Can I... stay?"

Xue Jing smiled and hugged her tighter.

"Of course, as long as I'm here, this is your home."

His tone didn't sound firm, just normal, but it made the girl's heart tremble.

"You can stay here as long as you want."

Xue Jing's eyes were deep and he spoke softly.

...

Suddenly I heard that Mr. Akira Toriyama had passed away. I felt complicated. Another one of the people who wrote my youth together has passed away... Everyone should take good care of themselves and live a healthy life.