Lou Tingyu pushed away the disciple who wanted to help him up, regardless of his injuries, he stood there staring at Feng Xiaohan with a complicated look in his eyes.

Feng Xiaohan also looked at him quietly, without any smugness in his expression.

After being silent for a long time, the two said in unison: "Admire." ”

"You are very strong, you are much stronger than me in terms of pure combat power, but you overestimate my personality, I am a wild boy, I will do everything. ”

Feng Xiaohan said seriously: "One day, I can easily hunt you without setting traps." ”

"As long as you don't shame Qingzhu Peak anymore, I can wait for you to grow up to that day. ”

Lou Tingyu raised his head slightly, looked into the distance, and then waved his sleeves and left.

Several disciples from the outer mountains hurriedly followed, and for fear of being seriously injured, he fell down the stone steps unsteadily.

Before Liang Song came to deliver the sword, Bai Wen had already defeated Lu Yingfeng, and the sick seedling also defeated the opponent, and the next opponent was Lin Yisong, who was known as the first person in the inner mountain.

There is a quarter-hour break before the next round begins.

Feng Xiaohan was lying on the grass under a certain bamboo, his eyes closed, recuperating, and the internal injuries suppressed in his body were still faintly painful, but there was no pill on his body to heal the wounds, and his vitality had bottomed out, so he could only endure it with his body and will.

He lay there while he began to transform into a spirit and replenish the vitality in his body.

Feng Xiaohan's victory over Lou Tingyu is really remarkable, in the eyes of some disciples, this is not glorious enough, but in the eyes of the elders of the outer mountains, it is the best strategy.

When the disciples went down the mountain to experience and left the mountain gate of Changming Sect, who would start a duel fairly and justly in the red dust?

Only by defeating the other party by unscrupulous means will we win life.

The elders of the outer mountains took advantage of the rest of the scene to explain this truth to many disciples, and listed a few examples of being burdened by the statement and fighting the enemy alone but dying tragically.

Lu Yingfeng sat beside Feng Xiaohan, his face tired, obviously this battle made him consume a lot.

The sick seedlings were draped in a hat, holding the bamboo with one hand and the other on his chest, as if he had lung cancer for decades and coughed violently.

None of the three of them spoke, and their vitality was almost bottomed out, especially the sick seedling, who competed with an opponent who was a little higher than himself, and finally won, you can imagine what kind of hard battle this was.

The sick seedling can be described as a dark horse, and the opponent who defeated the soul transformation perfection in the middle grade is an incomparably dazzling record wherever it is placed.

And Feng Xiaohan won the half-step cave with the spirit of the spirit, directly covering up his light.

But the sick seedling didn't care, and when he saw Feng Xiaohan silently turning into a spirit, he untied the gourd on his waist and handed it to him and said, "Drink some medicine, it will recover faster." ”

Feng Xiaohan opened his eyes, looked at the medicine gourd in front of him, and asked, "Then what should you do?"

"Originally, I couldn't beat Lin Yisong, even if I could recover some vitality, it wouldn't increase the variables. ”

Sick Yangzi smiled rarely, and said, "You still have a chance to win next." ”

Qingzhu Peak has always had this rule, the top eight in the inner mountain, the mountain gate will not provide any elixir, and if you want to recover your vitality and injuries, you can only rely on yourself.

This process is also a comparison, but it is a comparison of the resources and contacts accumulated in daily life.

Because of this, all the talents selected by Qingzhufeng's competition are people with both ability and political integrity, and they are very good at doing things.

Sick seedlings have medicine and are resources.

And he is willing to provide Feng Xiaohan, this is the connection.

Feng Xiaohan thought about it and felt reasonable, so he reached out and took the gourd and took a big sip.

The big white fat man came out of nowhere, smiling, but the fat on his face was tangled together with the pulling of the corners of his mouth, which made him even more cute.

"Senior Brother Feng, I can be regarded as serving you in your battle today, and this bag of buns will be given to you to eat. ”

The big white fat man smiled: "Think carefully, it's not a respect, don't dislike it." ”

When Feng Xiaohan heard that there were buns, he suddenly came to his senses, stood up and leaned on the green bamboo, and took the oily paper bag he handed over.

He took one out and took a big bite.

The buns were bought before noon, and they were already cold at the moment.

In the remaining half of the bun in my hand, you can see a layer of white oil forming on the filling, which looks very unpalatable.

But Feng Xiaohan ate with relish.

As long as it is eaten and has not rotted, it is a delicacy in the world.

Liang Song walked over at this time, looked at the three people around Feng Xiaohan, was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile: "Senior Brother Feng, this is the Yuan Qi Pill of Changhong Peak, although the effect is not as good as the top-grade pill refined by Huasha Peak, it can also play some role." ”

Feng Xiaohan took the pill, swallowed it in one gulp, then closed his eyes, breathing evenly, as if he was snoring.

Everyone knew that he was dissolving the power of the medicine to help him recover.

The sick seedling handed the medicine gourd to Lu Yingfeng, let him take a sip of it, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

After a while, Lu Yingfeng opened his eyes, and the tiredness in his eyes had been reduced a lot, but his face was slightly pale, and there were obviously internal injuries.

Liang Song said with a smile: "The three of you are Lu Yingfeng, the sick Yangzi, and the three junior brothers surnamed Bai." ”

The three of them nodded slightly, clasped their fists and saluted.

Liang Song returned the salute seriously.

The big white fat man smiled and said, "Senior Brother Liang, my name is Baishu, you can call me the big white fat man." ”

Changhong Peak and Qingzhu Peak are very close, so the reputation of the white fat man naturally spread to Qingzhu Peak, and he was cited as an interesting talk by the disciples of the inner and outer mountains.

Liang Song smiled and nodded, and said, "Senior Brother Baizhu, I've been looking up for a long time." ”

Lu Yingfeng smiled and said, "Senior Brother Liang came to deliver the sword by peacock, and Xiao Han hasn't thanked you yet." ”

Liang Song said with a smile: "After he captured and killed the earth armor rat in Qingzhu Peak, my peak is grateful, and some small things are not enough to worry about. ”

The sick seedling also nodded and said, "Then this is what he earned himself." ”

Liang Song thought for a while and said, "That's right. ”

A few people here talked to discuss their understanding and perception during the competition, and expressed their admiration to each other. Liang Song was surprised by the unique vision of the sick seedling and Lu Yingfeng, and Liang Song's profound skills and perception in cultivation benefited the three of them a lot.

The big white fat man widened his eyes and listened quietly, for fear of letting go of an important detail.

The three of them didn't care anymore, because he was also Feng Xiaohan's friend, and even Feng Xiaohan only served him alone.

Feng Xiaoxiao was standing with several female disciples not far away, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised to see him talking to these noble disciples.

On the other side, there was a completely different conversation......

Cha Yi smiled and shook the fan gently, with a smile on his face, thinking that he was chic and uninhibited, but in fact, it was extremely strange in the eyes of others, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Liu, are you also here for Senior Brother Feng?"

Liu Panpan said expressionlessly: "Do you remember the four words that Senior Brother Liang often said to you that year?"

Cha Yi's expression froze, but he quickly returned to his senses and said: "Senior Brother Liang has a good demeanor and extraordinary instruments, how can I have an intersection with him? If I have the opportunity, I would like to ask for two tricks." ”

Liu Panpan snorted lightly and ignored him.

Two years ago, when Cha Yixiao was still in the realm of transforming spirits, he vowed to beat all the geniuses of Changming Sect, and the two sendaways were one of them.

Cha Yixiao begged for a fight, but Liang Song didn't fight no matter how noisy he was.

So Cha Yixiao followed him every day, and pointed out all kinds of things he did, such as how he would be if he was to be himself, and he actually said that what Liang Song said was worthless, which was annoying.

So, what Liang Song said to him most often that year was: "It's about your!!"

Liu Panpan brought up this matter, and the meaning was obvious.

What is the old lady doing, what is your business?

Tea and a smile is to deny that history to hide the embarrassment.

He folded the fan and shook more urgently, in his opinion, this scene is a young man, a red-clothed folding fan, standing in the wind and rain, smiling and looking at the distant sky, so chic, and the young man's side is a peerless beauty who has captivated the country and the city, as beautiful as a fairy.

What a pair of golden boys and girls!

The smile on the corner of Cha Yi's mouth deepened.

"What a pedantic pus. ”

Another voice rang out, and Cha Yi's smile stiffened again.

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