After Murong Ge's careful care, Qi Shujian recovered quickly.
After the residual poison in the body was eliminated, the wound on the shoulder healed quickly and had scabbed over, but it was still unable to perform some serious movements. But as a swordsman, how could Qi Shujian care about this?
Every morning before dawn, he would take his sword and wave it among the woods.
The strong sunlight penetrated the dense leaves and sprinkled dots on the ground. His sword kept waving in the air. Wherever the tip of the sword passed, the leaves on the trees fell with the wind like rain...
"Cracking" applause rang out, Murong Ge walked away from the shade of the tree, clapped with a smile and said: "Not bad! The sword dance is great, and the recovery is very strong!"
Qi Shujian glanced at her and sheathed his sword, "Why did you get up so early today?"
"Seeing that you are so diligent, practicing swordplay before dawn, how can I dare to be lazy with my three-legged skills?" She said with a smile, and like magic, she drilled two fruits from her sleeves and dropped them in her hands, throwing them at Qi Shujian.
A past.
"Eat it, it's just picked, it's very fresh!" She shook the fruit in her hand proudly.
Qi Shujian caught the fruit, wiped it casually, and took a bite.
Seeing how rude he was, Murong Ge pursed her lips. After being in contact with him for a while, she began to understand him.
He has always been like this. He never says thank you, nor does he say greetings. I believe he must not have many friends around him! Otherwise, why would he be so rude?
"Book Sword!"
"Um?"
"What are your plans next?"
He took a bite of the fruit, raised his head, his deep purple eyes looked like precious gems in the sun, thought for a moment, and said: "The injuries on my body have almost recovered. I will go to the King of Hell in a few days."
It seems that this guy will never give up until he has a fight with the King of Hell!
"Okay then." Murong Ge had nothing to say. He had just escaped from the underworld, and he still couldn't forget the King of Hell! He was going to die, so she wouldn't stop him. With a personality like his, she wouldn't stop him.
I can’t stop him! I can only silently wish him success!