At this moment, even the opponent on the stage couldn't bear it, and laughed a few times before he couldn't hold back, and said: "Senior Brother Zhang, this is, hehe, it's yours, hehe, I'm sorry, I can't control it, ah! Is this your magic weapon?"

Zhang Xiaofan laughed as he listened to the people around him, his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He also knew that it would be too ugly to use this burning stick, and it would make people laugh, but nothing else could drive it.

And there was a faint glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that this could really prove himself, so in the end he brought out the burning stick.

However, in the end, this burning stick brought him contempt and ridicule from others.

The people around him laughed loudly, Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, and as far as his eyes could see, all that was left in the world was the black and ugly burning stick in his hand.

They laughed loudly, laughing loudly, just like the senior brothers of the same sect before leaving, and even Senior Sister Ling'er, whom he was deeply reading, laughed like a smile.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes.

The cold feeling seemed to cry out from the depths of his body, slowly wandering through his body.

What is the loneliest time when a person feels?

Is it alone in the face of the indifference of the whole world, is it alone in the face of all the shame?

Is a person's blood cold or boiling?

He looked up and looked ahead.

At this time, the sun was shining on his face, and no one could see his expression clearly.

A breath of heat came to his face, but Zhang Xiaofan's heart was as cold as ice.

One man, one burning stick, face the whole world!

I don't know why, looking at the light in front of him, at that moment, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly remembered that morning a long time ago: he and Lin Jingyu spent a thrilling night in the wild, and when they returned to Caomiao Village, they saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

That morning, all his happiness was lost, and he even felt that he was buried in that sea of blood, struggling for his life, delusional hope to find his relatives but could not do anything after all, and his heart ached.

The heat seemed to burn his skin, but in front of his eyes, there was a quiet night, by the blue water pool, that beautiful woman stood by the water, talking intimately with Qi Hao.

"Ahh

The sixteen-year-old boy groaned lowly, and the pain was so intense that he completely forgot about the oncoming light, but he bit his lip, and the red blood dripped gently.

It landed on the black, red-blooded burning stick.

The next moment, he was engulfed in the sun's brilliant light.

The audience cheered, those disciples were all happy, they were all in the same vein as Zhang Xiaofan's opponents, only an exclamation mixed with their laughter, which seemed so harsh.

Jun Wenxin watched Zhang Xiaofan being overwhelmed by the light in the sky, and his heart tightened.

He suddenly said loudly: "Xiao Fan!

The other disciples around them glared angrily.

Who is it? Who is calling my name?

Be... Brother Jun?

Will anyone care about me?

No, it's an illusion, Brother Jun must have gone to see Senior Sister Lu's competition, how could he remember me!

The chill in his heart made an invisible and unknown coldness expand rapidly, and the black burning stick seemed to come to life at this moment, black steaming, and the bead at the top of the stick was even more blue, reflecting on Zhang Xiaofan's body, as if he had completely become another person.

At this moment, all of a sudden, everyone could only hear the roar of the person on the stage, the fairy sword rose to the sky, and the light immediately dissipated, revealing Zhang Xiaofan's figure.

And the man seemed to be seriously injured, and retreated again and again, and after a while, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the seven orifices on his face were bleeding at the same time, and he stretched out his right hand and pointed at Zhang Xiaofan, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything anyway.

After a while, I saw his body shake a few times, and he fell to the ground with a "bang" and fainted.

On and off the stage, there was silence, and everyone looked at each other, so shocked that they couldn't speak.

After a while, it was the elder who reacted first, jumped into the ring in a flash, came to the man's side, and took a closer look, but found that his whole body was intact, and there was no sign of poisoning, but it seemed that he had been severely injured by the magic weapon of the immortal family, and his internal organs shook violently.

He frowned, stood up, looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and couldn't help but look at the young man with admiration, and his eyes also glanced at the black burning stick that Zhang Xiaofan was holding tightly in his hand.

"You've won. ”

The elder suppressed the doubts in his heart and said calmly.

The disciples in the audience were in an uproar, but the facts were in front of them, but there was nothing to say, but that person was too inexplicably defeated, unbelievable, obviously the victory was in hand, and suddenly he was defeated with a loud roar, which was really unacceptable.

At this time, Jun Wenxin was also dumbfounded, but when he heard the elder say those three words, he also rushed up, ran to Zhang Xiaofan's side, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed loudly: "Good boy, it turns out that you are deeply hidden!"

Zhang Xiaofan Huo Ran turned his head, his face was like frost, and he stared at him coldly.

Those cold but black eyes!

Jun Wenxin suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and said, "Xiaofan, what's wrong?"

Zhang Xiaofan was asked by him, his body was shocked, as if he remembered something, his eyes softened, and the strange cold feeling in his eyes disappeared, returning to his usual feeling, and seemed to be a little confused, and said:

"No, it's nothing! I'm fine! What's wrong?"

Jun Wenxin glared and said, "You still ask me what's wrong, don't you know that you won this game yourself?"

Zhang Xiaofan was startled and said, "What, did I win?

Jun Wenxin was even more frightened by him, his face turned pale, and he quickly stretched out his hand to measure his forehead, and said, "Kuye, you shouldn't have been burned by that fire just now, right?"

Zhang Xiaofan scratched his head, and then saw several Qingyun disciples on the stage in the distance carrying the unconscious man down, and several of them were still looking at him hatefully.

Looking at those people walking farther and farther, in Zhang Xiaofan's mind, the scenes of the fighting just now clearly emerged.

He subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the black burning stick in his hand.

The ugly short stick sat quietly in his hand, motionless, but in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, the burning stick that had accompanied him for two years had never been so strange, as if he had returned to the valley many years ago and recreated that terrifying nightmare.

"Smack!"

But Jun Wenxin watched Zhang Xiaofan in a daze, knocked his head with his hand, and said, "What do you want?"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, sighed, took the burning stick into his arms, and said, "It's nothing, let's go, by the way, why did you come to see me compete?"

Jun Wenxin smiled and said, "I'm done competing, I'll come to see you!"

"Don't you have to watch that Senior Sister Lu compete?" Zhang Xiaofan wondered.

"It's okay, Senior Sister Xueqi won't lose, but I don't worry about you, so I'm here. Jun Wenxin said indifferently.

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart, and raised his eyes to look at this friend who had known each other for five years, just now under the deserted ring, he couldn't see his fellow elders, senior brothers, but only this person was standing alone on his side under the stage full of other peak disciples.

A burst of warmth slowly rose from my heart.

"Brother Jun, thank you for coming to see me just now. He said in a low voice.

Jun Wenxin shook his head and said with a smile: "Silly words, thank you, we are not friends." ”

"By the way, what about your 'three-eyed spirit monkey'?" he asked, looking around, confused.

Zhang Xiaofan was surprised: "Ah, I didn't see 'Little Ash' early this morning, I'll look for it." ”

"Anyway, the second competition is almost over, I'll go with you. ”

Jun Wenxin ran behind Zhang Xiaofan......