You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 669 The Test of the Liu Family

"So do you think we should arrest these people after they pass on the message? I have no intention of being soft-hearted towards traitors!" Shangguan Qiuying looked at the powerful patrolmen with red flashes, with murderous intent flowing in her eyes.

"Senior, if we make use of him, this traitor can be quite useful. Sometimes, unintentional things can be more effective than intentional ones..." Chang Qing suggested.

After thinking for a while, Shangguan Qiuying took a deep breath and understood the meaning of the words. She said helplessly: "Then let you live a few more days!"

The murderous intent made the fat boy's hair stand on end: "As expected of a peerless person, she doesn't even take the powerful seriously. It's too scary. Is she still a woman? She's almost a killing god!"

Shangguan Qiuying looked at Changqing with a sad look in her eyes, but her tone of voice changed and became a little gentler: "It's fine if you don't want to join my school, but now that I have met such a genius, you can't refuse to give it to me!"

The fat boy felt his buttocks tighten, and he felt like someone was talking about him, but he must have heard it right. Senior Brother Wang rejected the invitation of an unparalleled person?

"I have no say in this matter, you have to ask him..." Chang Qing shrugged.

"Jia Kai, right? Are you interested in working under me?" Shangguan Qiuying looked straight at the little fat man.

The little fat man was stunned. He really was talking about him. Ecstasy surged into his heart. The impact of happiness made him feel like he was floating in the air. Was this a dream? But the next moment, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. All the brilliance faded away, and the space in front of him became dark.

Before I could figure out what was happening, a breeze suddenly blew in the darkness, blowing on my face and bringing a hint of warmth.

Warm air? That's a bit strange!

Liu Jiakai reached out and touched the lingering warmth, but his touch became a little more moist. This was... blood...

When he was horrified, his eyes suddenly lit up. The darkness was illuminated by an extremely dazzling sword. Under the shining white light, countless sword winds drifted in all directions, and the darkness was cut and shattered wherever it passed.

This sword lies between heaven and earth, like an eternal god, as if wherever he is, he is the master of this darkness.

Liu Jiakai was somewhat confused. Where was this? A fantasy? But the pain from the wound on his face was as real as it could be and could not be ignored.

Isn't it an illusion? Liu Jiakai suddenly felt as if his body was out of control. A sharp breath like the abyss pressed against his shoulder, asking him to kneel down to the sword, as if there would be countless benefits if he knelt down.

This temptation was too strange. The little fat boy instinctively became alert, and a stubbornness that he had not noticed suddenly rose in his heart. You want me to kneel down to a sword? What a joke!

He forced himself to use all his strength to face the sword, and tried hard to straighten his bent body, standing straight without bending at all.

At the same time, the little fat man outside stood up by himself and kept shaking.

"Senior, this is not necessary! This kid has a kind heart, he is not a wicked person. It's a bit too much to test his true heart like this~" Chang Qing showed a trace of reluctance, stars slightly lit up in his eyes, and he saw through this brilliant illusion at a glance.

Shangguan Qiuying picked up the tea and took a sip. She was not surprised that Changqing had seen through the illusion. "How can this be! I finally wanted to take you as my disciple, but you rejected me. Now I find such a good candidate, I can't miss it. If you agreed to be my disciple, this wouldn't have happened. Now I understand the truth that if you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again."

Chang Qing scratched his head. He didn't know why Shangguan Qiuying thought so highly of him, but it still didn't work. Forget it, Liu Jiakai had stumbled upon a great opportunity and should be happy, but he had to suffer for now.

"Senior, what is the result of this illusion that will qualify you to accept me as a disciple?"

"That's easy. As long as you remain unmoved by the temptation of my sword for thirty breaths, you will pass and can be accepted as a registered disciple. If you can hold out for a hundred breaths, you can be accepted as a formal disciple."

"So that's how it is!" Chang Qing said no more and could only wish the Liu family good luck.

Seeing that Changqing did not answer, Shangguan Qiuying turned her head away and could not help but sigh a little. The boy in front of her was a mystery and she could not see through him. It was precisely because of Changqing's difference that Shangguan Qiuying felt relieved. If the boy agreed, there would be no need for testing at all. It would be pleasing to the boy from the bottom of her heart.

What a pity, people don’t want to do that! …

The trembling little fat boy had a hint of toughness on his face, but more of it was fear.

In the illusion, the fat boy has persisted until now because of his stubbornness in his heart, but his whole body is in more and more pain. He can feel countless sword winds passing through the surface of his body, taking away piece by piece of flesh and blood.

My eyes were already blocked by blood, and I could only see the hazy white light.

Countless sword winds whistled above his body, and as if feeling offended, the sword also became angry.

The soft and gentle voice in my ear kept bewitching me: "As long as you kneel down, you will gain this unparalleled sharpness, which can cut off everything in the world. As long as you kneel down, with this power, everything in the world belongs to you; as long as you kneel down..."

"Kneel down..."

"Kneel down..."

Whispers came into his ears from every sword wind. The fat boy felt the loss of vitality, but he was not stupid. Why would such a strong force choose him? He had a strong premonition that if he knelt down, he would become a slave of the sword and would never be able to stand up. Would Liu Jiakai still be himself at that time? I'm afraid he would be no different from a walking corpse.

Rather than kneeling down and living in disgrace and becoming a puppet, it is better to die standing up. At least you will die with dignity.

The urging voice became more and more urgent, as if it could sense what he was thinking. The sword wind roared, taking away every inch of flesh and blood on his body, but the little fat man remained unmoved. His eyes had been washed into holes by the sword wind, and his flesh and blood seemed to be weathered, turning into grains of dust, and gradually the flesh and blood disappeared.

Standing there was a colorful skeleton! It exuded a unique Taoist charm, its shape was like a fairy, its texture was like jade, as if it was really the skeleton of a fairy.

This is the opportunity that Liu Jiakai has. Although his name is unknown, he is gradually transforming from the inside out. Perhaps when he achieves great success, he will be able to ascend to heaven in one step.

This is an extremely rare method in the world. No one knows when it was lost in Yingxu. The fat boy was really lucky to have obtained it.

A ball of spiritual fire lit up in the eyes of the colorful skull, and the little fat man regained consciousness and woke up.

"If you want to kill me, you're dreaming!" The skeleton was extremely flexible and was not affected by the sword wind at all.

"I want to see how long you can hold on?!" The sword wind became more and more fierce, but when it reached the skeleton, it seemed to be pulled by an unknown force and separated from the fat man on its own.

"How is this possible?!" The long sword that was hanging in the sky like a god finally flashed a little.

The extremely white sword flashed and disappeared into the darkness. The light around it disappeared and it fell into darkness again. Only the spiritual fire swaying in the fat man's eye sockets told him that this matter was not over yet.

The spiritual fire looked around nervously, and seemed to finally feel afraid, which made the hidden sword power relax a little.

He is just a cultivator who possesses some special methods, not that he is really not afraid.

There are opportunities to take advantage of.