1637: Not As Good As Him V

Not As Good As Him V

She had better turn him into a sword soul.0

The man suffered a lot of injuries from the sword's attack. He could not escape or leave Feng Ruqing's body and could only watch the black sword tirelessly attack him...

Perhaps he was tired and wanted to slack off, but as soon as he did, the black sword suddenly turned into a tiny sword that instantly pierced into the man's forehead.

This time, the man did not feel any pain. He only felt that his brain was about to explode, and his whole body froze.

He had been possessed!

Possessed by a sword!!

"Ninth Emperor, I'm going to kill you! Ahhhh!" The man frantically rushed toward Feng Ruqing; his eyes were bloodshot.

Unfortunately, a stabbing pain came from his forehead before he could reach Feng Ruqing.

This stabbing pain instantly spread throughout his body, causing him to stop in his tracks.

Feng Ruqing smiled. "Haven't you always wanted to find a body to live in? My sword is perfect for you."

The black sword buzzed as if responding to Feng Ruqing.

The man wanted to cry.

It had always been like this since a thousand years ago...

Every time he encountered the Ninth Emperor, nothing good would come from it.

Every time he fought against her, the one who lost was always him!

The man squatted down in pain and covered his face with his hands. "I'm already so miserable. Why won't you just let me go?"

Feng Ruqing glanced at the man. "Who's the one who won't let go?"

The man was speechless as if indirectly admitting his fault.

Thousands of years ago, it had always been him who had messed with the Ninth Emperor, but every time, the one who lost was him...

The last time he did go a little too far... He molested the Ninth Emperor's servant and almost slept with her. The Ninth Emperor was so angry and hunted him all over the mainland.

But… but, he was already so miserable, was that not enough?

He had wanted to ask the question but never did.

It was because he could already guess the answer...

After all, the Ninth Emperor was indeed very selective. The female disciples around her were all stunningly beautiful. Even her servants were so pretty.

However, that was not a reason for her to humiliate him!

At least he was no worse than those women when he dressed up as a woman...

"Actually, I can be your sword's soul, and I'll even help you fight, but you're not allowed to insult my looks again. You have to praise me by saying that I am handsome!"

Feng Ruqing glanced at him. "Do you think you have the right to bargain with me?"

"Is it so hard to just give me a compliment?"

"Well, I will only praise my state preceptor for his good looks, no one is as good-looking as him."

The state preceptor was the most stunning man in her life.

No one could replace him.

The man simply kept his mouth shut, not bothering to speak to her for fear that she would be angry.

"By the way, you still haven't told me your name..." Feng Ruqing paused and continued, "Forget it. I'm not interested in knowing your name. You are a sword soul now, and I'll call you Little Soul and the black sword will be named Little Sword."

After hearing the name Feng Ruqing had given to him, the man was sad, but her last sentence made him feel relieved...

'Oh, fortunately, she didn't call me Little Sword.'

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