There was a muffled sound, and Sikong Xiao sat on the ground, covering his red forehead for a long time. Damn, why is it a pillar?!

"Hey, what are you doing here?!" Sikong Song was startled, and immediately dragged Sikong Xiao up from the ground, "How did you hit the pillar?"

Sikong smiled and shook her head, through these drinking experiences, she understood that she couldn't drink in this life, but she was drunk faster, but she woke up quickly, and she was almost sober, but this collision made her eyes shine.

"Shhhh It hurts..."

Raising her hand to rub it, but before she could make a move, a slightly cool but soft palm had already been pasted first, and her tone was reproachful, "Why are you still so reckless?"

Sikong Song lowered his eyes and looked at the red cheeks of the little guy in his arms, and couldn't help complaining, "This girl! obviously doesn't drink much, and she still learns what other people drink!"

Meng Meng raised his head and looked at the two of them, Sikong smiled and pouted, and said inarticulately: "Who, said that I don't have a lot of alcohol?

"Are you still a thousand glasses drunk?"

Sikong Song glared at Sikong Xiao angrily, and seeing that the latter looked confused, he sighed helplessly, bent down and picked up the little guy horizontally, and whispered to Sikong Huang on the side: "I'll take Xiaoxiao back to the room first." ”

"Hmm. ”

Sikong Huang turned sideways and got out of the way, but just as Sikong Song staggered by, Sikong Xiao, who was lying in his arms, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Sikong Huang's sleeve beside him.

Sikong Song paused, glanced at Sikong Xiao's clenched little hand, then turned his eyes to look at Sikong Huang, and said with a smile: "This little girl still depends on you the most after all! My eldest brother is jealous..."

Sikong Huang smiled when he heard this, and patted Sikong Xiao's little face, and saw that the little guy was looking at himself with his big black and white eyes slightly open, and suddenly softened, "I'll go with my eldest brother." ”

Sikong Song stretched out his hand and stroked Sikong with a smile, "Let's go, this little guy is a lot heavier, and my hands are sore when I hold him!"

The three brothers and sisters went together, Qi Hong felt bored and left by himself, Liang Fanjin and Gu Qi also left interestingly, but not long after the three of them left, a thin-eyed man suddenly appeared, he raised his eyes and looked at the plaque in front of the Sikong Huang Tower, and a smile of unknown meaning crossed his lips.

It's a lot of fun...

*

As the night wore on, Sikong Xiao's wine had finally woken up, and she was lying on her back on the roof, holding a fragrant blood-colored hell flower between her fingers.

Under the moonlight, the blood-red hell flowers that do not belong to this world carry a touching beauty.

This flower is exactly the same as the hell flower born in the ghost world, but this flower is not the other flower, this hell flower is condensed by Sikong Xiao with soul power.

The so-called soul power is the power that Sikong Xiao cultivated with the exercises given by the evil spirit to cultivate the power of the soul.

After cultivating this so-called soul power, Sikong Xiao faintly realized that this power was quite similar to the spiritual ability of his previous life, and I am afraid that maybe this is why he was able to travel here.

However, this power and ability are slightly different, so Sikong Xiao called it soul power, and after staring at the flowers in his hand for a while, Sikong Xiao turned over and jumped into the window under his feet on tiptoe.

With a slight slow breathing sound, Sikong Xiao gently lifted the curtain of plain white dark lines, Sikong Huang lay on his side on the bed, his quiet and beautiful face was like a still beauty painting, Sikong Xiao quietly put the blood red flower in his hand next to Sikong Huang's pillow, grinning, "Sister Huang, happy birthday!"

After saying that, Sikong smiled and walked away.

Soon after Sikong Xiao left, Sikong Huang slowly opened his eyes, the strange flower next to the pillow was in sight, the ancient family library was loaded, Sikong Huang naturally knew that this was the hell flower of the ghost world, could it be that Xiaoxiao picked it back? The Hell Flower cannot survive without the Yin Spirit Qi of the Ghost Realm, so this flower...

Gently took the hellfire and looked at it, it seemed to be a little different, it seemed... What is the essence of condensation?

Shaking his head and putting aside the doubts in his heart, Sikong Huang put the bud on the tip of his nose and took a deep breath, a rich fragrance of flowers lingered in his heart in an instant, and he unexpectedly remembered Sikong Xiao's usual smile, and couldn't help but pull the corners of his lips.

*

Day 2

The stone and wood staircase qualifying tournaments were held as scheduled, and the number of participants was actually the largest in the history of the qualifying tournaments! More than 3,000 competition platforms were held at the same time in the Shikoku universities, and there were competitions almost everywhere in the huge universities, and the number of people on the streets increased again, and the vendors who had not come out for a long time also started doing business one after another.

Sikong Xiao is leaning leisurely on the corner of the stage at the moment, most of the morning has passed, and she hasn't played a game yet, but whoever wins the lottery to fight with herself will not hesitate to admit defeat as soon as she sees herself, so boring.

"Hey, you've heard! Sikong Xiao is standing in the east!"

"yes," the other person replied coldly, "I originally wanted to go and see the excitement, but now they have entered the top ten of the qualifying tournament without moving a finger..."

"What's so strange about that, Sikong Xiao is now a fourth-grade spiritual cultivator, I heard that this is still a rare spiritual and martial double cultivator, those stone and wooden garbage don't admit defeat, do they still want to die?"

Liang Fanjin walked on the road, almost all the same discussions in his ears, seeing that it was already noon, he couldn't help but be a little worried, "I don't know if Miss Xiaoxiao has eaten? I was so drunk yesterday, but fortunately, no one dared to really do it..."

Gu Qi on the side sneered when he heard this, and said with a disdainful face on his usual character: "What are you doing so worried? ”

Liang Fanjin frowned and just wanted to refute, but suddenly thought of her lukewarm attitude when she went to find Miss Huang in the morning, and she wilted for a while.

Gu Qi looked at the woman next to him, stretched out his hand and patted Liang Fanjin's forehead, saw that the man raised his eyes to look at him, and deliberately said viciously: "Miss Ben is hungry! Cook for Miss Ben!"

“......”

"What's that look on your face?"

Liang Fanjin glanced at Gu Qi, coolly put down the sentence "I want to eat and make it myself" and turned his head to leave, Gu Qi looked at the back of Liang Fanjin leaving, his eyes stared unconsciously, what's the matter?

*

"Stone steps, Yuan Tianba. ”

The bored Sikong smiled and stood up straight, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, yo, finally one!

"Mu Jie, Sikong laughs!"

As soon as Sikong laughed, Yuan Tianba roared and rushed over, a wolf tooth steel knife in his hand danced like a tiger, Sikong looked at him with a smile, until the steel blade was about to cut to the top of his head, he twisted his toes and turned in a direction, and he dodged the wolf tooth steel knife without a mistake.

Yuan Tianba didn't panic when he hit the air with one blow, he saw the direction of Sikong Xiao sideways, his eyes flashed a ruthless color, he turned his hand and threw the long knife towards Sikong Xiao, and then turned his hands into claws and made a move against Sikong Xiao's shoulder blades.

"Good!"