Beautiful Sweetheart

When Ning Ji regained consciousness again, he found that he had been lying on the couch in Zhuo's wooden house. There's a little bandage around the chest. The head is a little dizzy, accompanied by bursts of nausea.

Shaking his head hard, Ning Ji sits up from the reclining chair, but finds that Zhuo and Kong Dang are busy living on a workbench not far away, ignoring him. Ning Ji, who was still in a daze, suddenly remembered what had happened before. He was so angry in his heart that he could not help yelling: "empty, what do you mean

"Not dead? It seems that Shifu is right. This little injury is nothing to you. " Kong Dang just glanced at him indifferently and hummed softly.

"I broke two ribs and connected them to you. With your constitution, you can recover early tomorrow morning. " Zhuo Lao is holding a few bear paws on the workbench to examine carefully. Ning Ji can recognize that these bear paws should be from the big brown bear before!

"Mr. Zhuo, it's clear that he's trying to kill me. I almost died in the hands of that beast Ning Ji didn't plan to give up, as if he was no longer in front of Zhuo Laomian. He felt uncomfortable.

"I know. Didn't you kill that brown bear, too? A knife into the throat, it's bad luck for the brown bear Zhuo Lao said with a smile.

Ning Ji rolled a white eye, the heart says this all where with which? I almost didn't get rid of that beast, OK? A knife in the throat is cheap. If I was still awake at that time, I would like to cut it to pieces! No If you want to cut it, you should first cut it as the little beast. This guy's clearly intent to hurt.

But after the anger, Ning Ji was a little surprised. Before his coma, he thrust the knife into the throat of the brown bear? Isn't that exaggerating? Why don't you feel it? Could it be that he was so powerful that he could stab the brown bear to death with a dagger?

Soon, in the silence, Ning Ji saw that kongdang was holding a dagger in his hand, cutting off the nail of a bear's paw from above. He recognized that the dagger was the one that had been thrown to him before. But see the empty dagger, in the light of a faint silver light, seems to be through the cold general, is extremely sharp. I didn't see how hard I tried, so I picked off the nails on the palm of the brown bear one by one.

In my mind, Ning Ji immediately understood. Emotion is not the cause of endless strength, but the cause of the dagger. What is that dagger made of? It's just like the magic weapons in martial arts novels.

Seems to feel Ning Jizheng eyes light staring at his fellow, empty when light glanced at him one eye, in the eyes is to show the look of disdain.

Ning Ji curled his mouth and drew back his eyes. He murmured: "isn't it a broken dagger? What's so strange? "

But he didn't think much about it! If you can defend yourself with such a sharp dagger, your combat effectiveness will certainly be improved to a higher level! It's a pity that he knows very well that with his arrogant character and inexplicable hostility to himself, it's impossible to give him the dagger.

"Waste without strength is not worthy of it!" Seems to be heard Ningji to whisper, and like to see through his mind, empty when not scruple Ningji that thin to can't thin face, began to mercilessly blow up.

"Wipe, do you think I'm rare?" Ning Ji couldn't bear it and jumped up from the reclining chair. Seems to be affected by the chest of the wound, slightly a little pain with stuffy feeling, fortunately, it doesn't matter.

"Ningji, since it's OK, go back and have a rest. You have to train tomorrow Zhuo Lao said with a smile. It seems to be intended to make a round for the two.

"No. I'm suffocating today. This guy has to give me an account of what happened tonight. He knew that I might die in the hands of that beast, but he didn't help me and watched me get hurt. What do you mean Ningji this stubborn temper up, now even Zhuo old face all don't give, waiting for empty when vicious geology asked.

"Waste is waste. It is estimated that you will be a waste in your life. You can't even beat a beast. Do you have the face to live in this world? " When we hear the words, we will continue to attack the Tao. It seems that attacking Ning Ji has become a kind of fun for him.

"You have the guts to say that again!" Ning Ji's nose almost out of breath crooked, pointed to the empty nose, angrily threatened.

"A hundred more times. I'm telling the truth Kong Dang sneered.

"Don't think you are a killer. I'm afraid of you. If you have the ability, let's go it alone! " Ningji nameless fire together, also regardless of the consequences to speak shamelessly.

But this word a export, Ning Ji regretted. Fight with this guy alone, isn't that your own death? No This guy probably won't kill himself. At most, he's looking for abuse himself!

"Yes! Since you want to fight so much, I can accompany you. But I don't like to take advantage of others. You're injured tonight. Tomorrow night should be OK. It's the same time. I'll come back to you tomorrow night! " There was a sneer on his face and he agreed.Ning Ji didn't expect that the boy agreed so quickly. He was angry in his heart! If you really fight against kongdang tomorrow night, it will make him collapse more than fighting with a bear!

However, the words have been exported, and taking them back will only make Ning Ji lose face. That's what it's like to have to face and live.

"Good. It happened that I heard that Ning Jida couldn't sleep at night. Maybe the training during the day was too easy. If you are free, you can practice with him What makes Ning Ji more bloodthirsty is that old Zhuo fell into the well at this time.

"No, it's not fair!" Ning Ji suddenly complained coldly.

Hearing this, Zhuo asked blankly, "didn't you come up with a fight with kongdang? Why do you change your mind now? "

"I didn't say no, but he had the dagger, but I didn't! I'm sure I'll lose in a fight! " Ningji explained firmly.

Old Zhuo laughed when he heard the speech.

I knew that Ning Ji was still thinking about the dagger in his heart. The scorn in his eyes became stronger. He swore to put the dagger on the table and said, "I'll fight with you. I'll just have one finger. I don't need a dagger at all!"

Ning Ji's mouth corner smoked to smoke, this goods also too don't give oneself face? Can't you even reach him with one finger?

"Don't be afraid to talk big Ning Ji hardened his head and hummed coldly. Although he knows very well that he can't be aimless and that his combat effectiveness is not at the same level as himself, his stinky mouth and stubborn heart will not make him yield in front of the "enemy".

"Good, you look confident! Then I'll wait and see! " Kong Dang said with a sneer.

"That's a deal, Ningji. Since you want to fight against kongdang, I'll give you something." Zhuo old as if very satisfied with such result, to Ning Ji waved to say.

Ning Ji hears speech a Leng, some suspiciously came to Zhuo Lao's front.

Zhuo took out a long black sword from the bottom of the worktable. He looked directly at Ning Ji and said, "you can use this weapon!"

"What is this? Sword Ning Ji stares big eyes, subconsciously wants to reach out to pick up.

As soon as he touched the black sword, Ning Ji felt a cold feeling from the top of the black sword to his palm. He could not help shivering, and his eyes showed a little look of horror.

Next Ning Ji is surprised to grow up. Because this sword is not only made of ice, but also surprisingly heavy! Ning Ji couldn't hold one hand at all, but he had to pick it up with both hands. This was the sword that came from Zhuo's hand.

"This is a black iron sword. It weighs 50 kilograms and is three feet three inches long. He will be your weapon in the future. " Zhuo Lao explained with a smile.

"50 kilos? Are you kidding me? How to make a weapon with such a heavy sword? Why don't you take it with a lot of effort? " Ning Ji stares at ox's eyes and asks in surprise. If you really take this sword to fight with kongdang, even if kongdang doesn't use any weapons, you will only be abused!

"It's an order. You have to use this sword. " Zhuo Lao's face sank and he suddenly said in a cold voice in a tone of no doubt.

Ning Ji suffered a face, immediately lost his temper. He didn't dare to offend the old man who usually looked kind. Otherwise I may not know how to die! But it's not Keng brother that makes weapons with such heavy swords?

Ning Ji suddenly thought of the black iron sword that Yang Guo found in the hero of the divine carving. Is it the same sword? Then he thought the idea was too ridiculous and quickly withdrew his thoughts.

"There will be training tomorrow. It's five o'clock in the morning. Go back and have a rest. I'll give you another two hours. Remember to go to bed, or your injury will be OK in the morning! " Zhuo Lao reminds to say.

"Then I'll go back first!" Ningji some depressed to promise a, both hands holding that long sword, directly left Zhuo old house.

Ning Ji went back to his room, put the black sword on the wooden chair beside the head of the bed, and directly lay on the bed. The feeling of chest pain is gradually getting better. He thought of Zhuo Lao's last explanation, and he didn't dare to neglect it at the moment, so he quickly grasped the limited time to have a rest.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Zhu refused for an hour and came to wake Ning Ji up. Ning Ji didn't ask much. It should be that Mr. Zhuo has already given orders. The black sword Ning Ji left it in the house. After breakfast with Zhu, he went straight to the riverside of the back mountain and continued to train for a day.

Let Ningji heart a loose is, Zhuo old words really right, his injury last night, after a period of rest, has no feeling. His strong recovery ability and Zhuo Lao's medical skills make Ning Ji very happy.

After yesterday's training, Ning Ji has found the knack of standing in the river. That strange feeling, after a night of precipitation, not only did not disappear, but became more obvious the next day. This point can be proved by jumping down the river from Ningji and standing firmly in the river without being washed out by the water.This also makes Ning Ji ecstatic. He tried to walk back and forth in the middle of the river. Although the span is very small and the scope is very limited, he seems to be very careful, but this achievement is enough to make him proud.

"Brother Ning, I think you are in good condition today. You should be able to use the stick!" Zhu looked at Ningji's performance in the river, with a satisfied look on his face, and proposed.

"Well, bring me that stick!" Ning Ji is a little scared in his heart, but he can only bear it.

It's only the first step to stand firm in the river and move freely. In Ning Ji's opinion, how to hold the so-called "stick" and move freely in the river is the most difficult thing to do!

The post soon carried the log stick from behind a big tree. Ning Ji was afraid that he would give it to himself just as he did last time. He could not help saying, "you put it on the edge of the river. I'll come and get it myself."

"Good!" The pillar didn't have any reason not to agree. At the moment, it put the log on the Bank of the river. One end of the log extended towards the middle of the river, so that Ning Ji could pick it up.