Distress: Buddhist Prison Jingxuan

Chapter 67 The Sword of Protecting the Country
In the Buddhist Prison Base of Xiwulin.

In an antique room, a young girl was carefully wiping Wuming's body for the sword that was tied into a mummy on the bed.

At this moment, when he noticed that the potion had fallen on his body, the pain in his body dissipated a lot immediately, and the frown between Dao Jian Wuming's frowning brows slowly relaxed.

But the caution that belonged to the swordsman made him wake up instantly, and directly grabbed the hand that was wiping the potion for him...

A red cloud suddenly appeared on the face of the girl who was grabbed by him. Although she was shy in her heart, her eyes slowly felt distressed...

"you……"

Daojian Wuming struggled to open his eyes, his scattered vision re-condensed, and he finally saw the appearance of the person in front of him clearly.

His face was startled, he hurriedly struggled to get up, hugged the woman, realized that what was in front of him was not a hallucination, he was overjoyed in his heart, and said in doubt

"you are not……"

"It's okay, it's over..."

Shi Nvhua patted Sword Wuming's junior gently, her eyes gradually felt distressed...

The previous battle, sword's nameless effort, struggle, and anger left indelible marks in her heart.

Only then did she discover that the other party's love for her was actually a hundred times greater than her own.

"Sorry, it seems it's me who disturbed you..."

The atmosphere was gradually peachy, but the intimacy between the two was interrupted by a sudden funny remark, causing them to let go of their hands quickly.

Seeing the door frame not far away, Jing Xuan was leaning on it with great interest, and said happily
"However, there is still a long time ahead, so don't be in a hurry..."

"Cough cough cough...why?"

After Daojian Wuming heard the words, as if he had choked on his own saliva, he took another look at his blushing lover.

My heart was already filled with doubts, I didn't know why the other party lied to him, so I couldn't help turning my head, looking at Jingxuan and asking.

"why?"

"First, I appreciate you, but it's a pity that you are too cowardly."

"I need to get rid of the inferiority complex and timidity in your heart, so that you can go further."

"There is nothing easier than hatred."

"Secondly, Shi Nuhua's identity no longer exists. She is just an ordinary woman now, and of course, she is also your wife."

"Third, you need to pay me the price and become my sword to protect the country."

"I will explain my path to you and let you reach a higher level. It is not a free transaction. I am not that generous."

"You need to be the sword that guards my people. Of course, you are also my people."

"Every battle in your future, what you guard is no longer illusory meanings, but real relationships, family and future."

"how?"

When Jingxuan heard the question of Daojian Wuming, his posture was extremely elegant, and he explained the reason.

"I promise you…"

Sword Wuming put his hand on Shi Nuhua's, and promised Jingxuan in a firm tone
"Very well, the finale is complete..."

"You take a break first, I need to discuss something with Shi Nuhua..."

With a calm expression on his face, Jingxuan invited Shi Nuhua aloud, and then stepped out.

"Don't worry, Wuming, I'll be back soon."

Shi Nuhua looked at Sword Wuming in front of her, leaned down lightly, kissed him lightly, arranged his body, then got up and left the room, and after going out, went straight to Jingxuan's side.

Facing Jingxuan who was admiring the scenery of the pond outside, he bowed slightly to salute, and said respectfully
"Your Highness..."

"Don't forget the sacrifice of that sun-blind woman."

"Time is long, but that's not an excuse we can use to forget."

"If you have offspring, take the word her and put it in the child's name."

"Also, the deformed thinking of the sun-blind people should be cut off. I don't want to see it again in the future."

"If I find out that this kind of meaningless thought spreads again, I will personally take action to wipe it out."

"Okay, let's go, after a while, you can hold a wedding."

"From now on, this is your home, and the future will be written here."

Jingxuan's face was indifferent, with his back to Shi Nuhua, he spoke slowly, then put his hands behind his back, turned and left the place without a trace.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

When Shi Nuhua heard the words, she knelt down on one knee, facing Jing Xuan, bowed her head respectfully.

Immediately got up, stepped into the room, intending to get along with Wan Gu Chang Kong to make up for the misunderstandings of these days.

But Jingxuan went straight to his study, flipped through the books on the table, glanced at them for a moment, picked up the pen on the table, and drew a check mark behind the plan.

"The future of the demise of the Sunblind Clan lies in the scarcity of strong men and too many miscellaneous soldiers..."

"Incorrect estimation of their own power, let them die in the hands of evil spirits."

"Now the Buddha Prison has a peak of swordsmanship that has seen the way of the Dao."

"But, it's not enough..."

"In the years to come, we must push him into the path, cross that threshold, and create a true legend. At least we don't have to worry about the weak defensive strength."

"For the current plan, I can only beat him personally every day, and let him feel it with his body..."

"Really, poor aptitude, will it really be a problem? The road is so perfect, but I'm stuck outside the threshold."

"Or is this method only suitable for me and the auxiliary body?"

"Well, I still miss when the auxiliary body is around, at least I don't have to worry about any problems."

Jingxuan sighed helplessly, closed the book in front of him, turned and left the place.

Anyway, having gained a loyal master of swordsmanship and killing Fang Chengzi, this trip to the sun-blind people can be said to be very complete.

Counting the strength of Wujun Luohou, it is enough to defend the Buddhist prison base in Xiwulin.

Next, you just need to beat the children every day, anyway, pain makes people grow.

I believe that when the creation of the magic sword comes out, the sword is nameless, and it should have been beaten into the path by myself and become a legend in the sword world. .

(End of this chapter)