Chapter 93 The Eight Gates of Underworld (please read it!)

The sword is as powerful as the wind, and leaves are flying in the air.

Chu Ci's swordsmanship is now no less than that of the world's top swordsmen.

The reason why he did this to Shao Siming was because Chu Ci understood.

Only by showing your strong strength can you occupy a strong and dominant position in cooperation.

In the previous life, Chu Ci went from being an outsourced employee of a branch of a large factory to becoming the VP of a group. He had experienced countless project collaborations, joint ventures, etc., and he had summed up his own set of experiences.

If you cannot occupy a strong and dominant position in a cooperation, there will only be one final outcome: little profit, or even being killed in reverse and losing all your money.

Facing Young Siming at this moment.

Chu Ci wanted to tell Shao Siming that he was stronger than him and that he had the qualifications to lead this cooperation.

Everyone is smart, and Shao Siming also knows what Chu Ci wants to express.

The atmosphere in the hospital was once very depressing.

This current swordsman has an expression as indifferent as water.

Shao Siming is willing to let Chu Ci perform acupuncture, which shows that she is indeed willing to believe Chu Ci once.

This sentence made Chu Ci's curiosity about Shao Siming even more intense.

"Without any grudges or grudges, I serve the world."

Today is February 15th, and he is going home to stay one night as usual.

Chu Ci swung the sword in his hand, and the "Red Lotus of Karma" accurately fell into the sheath of Xiaobai's peach heart arrow.

On that night ten years ago, he was not the peerless swordsman of Da Ying, and she was not Princess Lian Yue of Qi State.

This actually made Chu Ci more and more interested. What name it was that needed to be kept secret.

Shao Siming looked at Chu Ci calmly, but she didn't seem to care.

Could it be that this young Siming is also a descendant of the old royal family?

‘Quack’, ‘Quack’, ‘Quack’, ‘……’.

On the day when the flowers bloom, the tall flowers are as tall as snow and silver, and they are brilliant and grand, embodying the meaning of the world.

The flowers bloom in spring in February and are also called magnolias.

But from the words of Shao Siming, he believed it.

After leaning for a moment, he raised his hand to pick up the tea bottle in front of him and took a sip.

Aqiang quickly came to Shao Siming's side, his tone was urgent.

Chu Ci retracted the needle and paused slightly.

"I'm very curious as to what grudge you have against Yun Zhongjun, and why you ventured into the Climbing Immortal Tower and wanted to kill him at the risk of your own life."

Immediately afterwards, he waved his sleeves, and twenty-seven silver needles shot out of the wind and all floated on the tea table.

Shao Siming put down the tea bottle in his hand.

Chu Ci immediately thought of an article in the last issue of Dengxianlou's monthly report.

Shao Siming decisively refused and looked at the direction Chu Ci left, seemingly deep in thought.

With a flick of his finger, the twenty-seven silver needles fell towards Shao Siming's various acupuncture points, but Shao Siming did not hide and allowed Chu Ci to apply the needles.

Moreover, today is also a special day.

Ji.

Shao Siming is just a title given to Dengxian Tower by others.

Gai Ming, Chu Ci.

"May I have your name."

The stars are slightly brighter, the lights are getting brighter, and the unfinished purple Qiyun flowers are swaying with a little white snow.

"As long as the door of death is not opened, I can still find a way to save you."

Aqiang, who was held up by Xiaobai with a knife, heard the words and shouted in a hissing voice.

After Chu Ci finished speaking, he stood up and walked straight out of the courtyard.

"I promised her."

"Wutang is a small green embankment with flat embankments, and pedestrians on the embankments each carry their own clothes.

As if remembering the scene from the past, Gai Ming's eyes, which had never changed in Chu Ci's memory, showed a smile.

After Chu Ci leaves.

Since he drank tea, Shao Siming acquiesced to Chu Ci's dominant position in this cooperation.

There's no rush, there's still six months left.

Chu Ci stared at the fate in front of him.

Chu Ci has not yet decided how to deal with Yun Zhongjun.

May I ask where the spring breeze is so good? The barren mountains are like snow spreading to the west of the Yangtze River."

Qi Jixue looked up at the branches of the Qiyun tree that were moving in the wind. The buds were ready to bloom.

Xiaobai also put the knife away in the box, jumped up and landed beside Chu Ci.

For example, the frog that Xiaobai is holding in his mouth at the moment is obviously very unlucky. The frog eyes that popped out are full of despair, and they turned into crunchy eyes as soon as he woke up.

Between the two of them, there were three silver needles indexed by Qi floating quietly.

The surname of the king in the old dynasty was Ji.

He is Gaiming, and she is Qi Jixue.

……………………

He drank wine and she held the lamp.

The tense atmosphere dissipated instantly.

Youluo Palace, under the Qiyun tree.

As spring warms up, frogs begin to sing. Frogs after hibernation have woken up and are looking for a suitable place to breed the next generation.

"And I will never treat my partners badly."

In the pavilion beside the clear pond, two people sat opposite each other.

‘Ji Xinyi.’

Shao Siming's eyes were still cold, and he just glanced at the twenty-seven silver needles.

A person will never care about the world for no reason, let alone risk his life for the sake of the world.

"Take flowers and fly needles."

"No need."

"Don't do any exercise within three days, and it will get better."

At night, Qianjin Street, Chufu Garden.

"Today's matter, do you want to send a letter to Master?"

Just like Chu Ci's title to the outside world in this Dengxian Tower is Donghuang.

As a doctor, a good deed can cure a person's illness, and an evil deed can break a person's soul.

She also didn't expect that Chu Ci actually had such medical skills.

It was the last night she left Qi State. There was an empty arc window half a foot high, with a candle table beside it.

"The eight gates of the underworld are corresponding to the seven acupoints."

Chu Ci is not a gossip, so there is no need to get to the bottom of things.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it."

It was the time he made an appointment with Gai Ming to open the Eight Gates of Hell for Gai Ming.

"Five: The Confucian gentleman, the Confucian style, the Three Swords of the World, and the eight Confucian sects gathered in Jixia Academy to declare to the world that the princess of the old dynasty appeared in the world and ordered the princes to fight against the tyrants together."

If anyone else said this, Chu Ci wouldn't believe a word of it.

The person who named Shao Siming probably hoped that Shao Siming would be as caring about the world as he is now.

Of course, some frogs are unlucky.

"I am different from you. In order to kill Yun Zhongjun, you can treat me as an abandoned son as your partner."

In Chu Ci's view, if he cannot break through the extreme realm, no matter how flawless his plan is, it will be in vain in the face of absolute strength.

Xinyi, the name of the medicine.
To be continued...