Guo Yi looked at the vast desert through the railing, sighed for a long time, and sighed that the world is impermanent, who would have thought that he was so happy and carefree a few days ago, but now he is like a prisoner under the stairs, imprisoned on the top of the tower, and every day when he gets up and comes out to practice, he is looking at the desert in a daze, and playing time.

Ying thinks that this kind of life is good, the little guy was indeed too lazy about cultivation before, and he practiced for one or two hours every other day, and his cultivation was slow to improve, and he was anxious for Guo Yi.

"Guo Yi~!"

Suddenly, a voice came from under the tower, Guo Yi jumped up, lying on the railing, poking his head out from between the two railings, looking down, and at the same time stretched out a hand, waving vigorously and responding: "John Lee, this!

Below are the four familiar faces, looking up with their heads up, it is the little girl Rosie who loves to be angry and beats people when she is angry, John the sycophant who likes to bully Rosie, the fat man Yuan Fu who likes to eat chicken legs, and the thin man Yu Gu who is a goblin.

Rosie asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Yuan Fu held up the chicken leg and asked, "Do you want to eat chicken legs?"

Yu Gu whispered in what he thought was a low voice: "I'm going to steal the key tonight and rescue you." ”

The soldiers around them were sweaty, even if they stole the key, they couldn't get past them, these little guys looked down on them.

John Li said: "Although Guo Yi is imprisoned, after all, he is a young city lord, they will not embarrass him, so don't worry about it." ”

Indeed, except for some boredom, eating, drinking, and sleeping, everything is still the same as before, and even as long as you beckon, you don't have to move the nest.

Guo Yi also said: "I'm fine, but I'm so bored, I don't know if my father is angry." ”

Yu Gu said: "I heard my father say that your father seems to be still angry, and he strictly forbids others not to intercede for you. ”

Guo Yi hung his head and said, "Then what should I do? How long do I have to stay here!"

Rosie relieved, "Don't be sad, we'll come to see you more in the future." ”

Yuan Fu said with a smile: "I heard that your mother also quarreled with your father because of your affairs and kicked our city lord out of the room. ”

Guo Yi sighed heavily.

John was not as pessimistic as them, but said confidently: "Don't worry, I promise that you will be able to come out in less than half a month." ”

Guo Yi didn't believe it, it had been almost a month, and his father's anger had not subsided, so why did he suddenly let himself go, but he still asked weakly: "Do you know again?"

John Lejen clasped his hands on his chest, looking like he was in his chest, and the other three hurriedly urged: "You said it." ”

John asked without answering, "Do you know what day it will be in half a month?"

After he reminded him like this, Yu Gu was the first to react, clapped his hands and said, "Yes, how did I forget this." ”

Yuan Fu asked blankly, "What day?"

Rosie gave him a roll of his eyes, and said angrily: "Welcome the Spring Festival." ”

Guo Yi thought it was something, the whole person lay on the window, and said listlessly: "It's useless, let me out for a day or two at most, and then I have to go back here to practice, cultivate, cultivate, alas~, I'm annoyed." ”

With that, a bone was thrown from above, which was left over from his breakfast, and fell outside the city, where it would soon be covered by sand.

John said, "That's not what you say, since you can go back, then your chance has come." ”

Guo Yi asked, "What chance?"

John Li smiled and said: "The opportunity to perform, half of the reason why your father is angry is because of your realm, then as long as you cultivate seriously for a few days, your father sees it, and your mother's intercession, then you have a chance not to come back here." ”

Rosie added: "If you can cultivate to have a big entry before the Spring Festival, such as being able to condense the sea of qi, then it will be no problem." ”

Guo Yi thinks about it seems to make some sense, but there is still a problem, that is, he broke a quaint teacup that his father bought from a broken monk, and there is a chrysanthemum painted on it.

Although such utensils are not helpful for cultivation and cannot be used to ward off enemies, it happens to have 'chrysanthemum' in his father's name, so he likes this price very much, which is why he provokes such a punishment.

Yuan Fu said: "Don't worry, my father has already purchased the same cup, and is ready to give it to your father during the Spring Festival." ”

It's good that things are solved, and what is not solved is solved.

Now that Guo Yi's matter is settled, a few little guys began to talk about Soul State and the unique program of the Spring Festival night: the battle between the strongest realms of the human race and the demon race.

Zifu is not easy to say about the two realms of Huadan and Inscription and Mingdan, because from the information that comes out, they are all newcomers, and there is no basis to speculate, but every realm after that is basically an old man, even if he did not participate in the last session, he will still be pulled out of the previous past one by one, and then various subjective speculations are being made.

Under the Sage, there will be a battle in the strongest realm every year, above the Sage is a hundred years of battle, and the battle of the Holy King is a thousand years of battle, no way, the higher the realm, the longer the lifespan, the shorter the time, a hundred years and a thousand years and a year under the Sage are about the same, and the same is true for retreats, so many people have only heard of the saint-level powerhouse, but they rarely see it.

Of course, what Guo Yi and the others discussed was not which side of the human race or the demon race could win, and who would think that they would lose? They were all discussing the holy arts of the strong people they liked, how to restrain the holy arts of the opponents, although they were all superficial and subjective, but they all had more or less comments from the Holy Realm Heavenly Newspaper, and there was still some basis.

Then because of John Li's old problem, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he said a strong woman supported by Rosie, so the two quarreled, and the others were waiting for a good show, and sure enough, John was punched by Rosie, and he rolled several times away before stopping, and his face was directly swollen big.

John stood up as if nothing happened, patted the dust off his body, pointed at Rosie, and said, "You." ”

Seeing that Rosie glared at him, he immediately put away his index finger, replaced it with a thumb, and said vaguely: "That's right." ”

The others all laughed when they saw this, John didn't care, heroes can bend and stretch, there is nothing to be ashamed of.