"I don't think you'd better go back!"

He Xirou said hatefully, and then asked, "What are you still doing here?" ”

Feng Xiaohan was a mess in his mind at this time, and he didn't know what was going on, so he stayed where he was for a while.

He Xirou pushed him away, stomped her little feet, strode to the gate of Zizhu Courtyard, pushed open the garden gate and thought about it, then turned around and asked, "Can you get in?" ”

Feng Xiaohan took a deep breath, almost trotted all the way, and walked straight into Zizhu Courtyard, for fear that this senior sister would change her mind again.

"Women have a changeable temperament, it's really troublesome, they have recruited a bunch of enemies for me, not to mention, and they always threaten me to close the restaurant, it's terrible ......"

Feng Xiaohan locked himself in the room and sighed: "The rules of the Changming Sect are also troublesome, otherwise you can directly kill those guys." ”

Then he thought that if Changming Sect could fight at will, then he might have been buried alive by the disciples of Quanfeng a long time ago, so it seems that the rule that no killing is allowed and no private fighting is still quite meaningful.

But then he thought again, if he could kill someone, wouldn't it be quiet to kill him directly?

Outside the door of the house, He Xirou stood under the purple bamboo, looking at the somewhat mottled moonlight cut by the bamboo leaves, and clenched her small fists carved in pink and jade.

"This little bastard, living in the same courtyard with this girl is already a blessing from God, where have so many complaints arisen. ”

He Xirou thought about the lantern that flickered slightly, and fell into deep thought.

Isn't it just a few complaints, when will I get angry because of this kind of thing?

She shook her head, after all, she was a girl who had practiced since she was a child, and her mood was mellow, and she quickly suppressed all her emotions, and her heart was clear.

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Tomorrow is the last day of the competition, and it is also the time when Feng Xiaohan and Lou Tingyu are fighting, there is no sword by his side, and his skills are only fifty percent at most.

So he's going to orchestrate a hunt again.

Even without a sword in his hand, he is still the best predator in the Savage Realm at hunting and fighting.

"His purpose is to cripple me, and his realm is much higher than mine, but looking at the shock I brought to them by exerting my strength today, he will definitely be more cautious tomorrow, and he will never start a tough frontal fight at the beginning, he will choose to wait for the opportunity to give me a fatal blow. ”

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Lou Tingyu stood in front of the window, looking up at the bright starry sky, the sword was hanging at his waist, his hand was on the hilt of the sword, and he tapped it lightly with his index finger.

In the breeze and bright moon, there is a faint cry of spirit insects, which makes people feel calm, and it can be said to be a good time for contemplation.

A few sword lights flashed in the bamboo forest in the distance from time to time, and those disciples who were defeated today were working hard, striving to surpass the person who defeated them as soon as possible.

Lou Tingyu's eyes are like torches, just looking at the flow of sword light, you can know what kind of swordsmanship it is, and whether the caster has comprehended the true meaning.

But he was in no mood to comment on those sword lights,

Because he is now deducing tomorrow's competition.

Originally, in this matter, he wanted to directly crush his opponent with his strong strength, but in the eyes of everyone, Feng Xiaohan's strong kendo cultivation and superhuman physical strength were enough to be anyone's opponent, so he wouldn't win too easily.

But his cultivation has actually improved, as long as he wants to, he can let his divine consciousness pass through the gate of the secluded mansion at any time and achieve the realm of the cave and secluded.

This widened the gap between him and Feng Xiaohan, and even the distance between the two was even farther, so things didn't change.

Except for some elders of the Outer Mountains who had cultivated strongly, only Lin Yisong knew about this matter.

"Tomorrow, Feng Xiaohan will definitely think that I will also start a war of attrition, and wait for his physical strength to be exhausted or show flaws before starting. ”

Lou Tingyu squinted his eyes, sharp as a sword, and said: "So he will burst out all his strength at a certain moment, trying to disrupt my rhythm and make me chaotic." ”

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"He's gotten stronger, and when I saw him today, I felt a little different, more in harmony with his surroundings. It may be that he has learned a powerful move again, or he has taken it a step further. ”

The evening breeze in the night outside the window blew into the house, caressing the corner of the animal skin under his body, just like the old leather curtain blown by the cold wind before the snow wolf came to Shandong that day.

Feng Xiaohan said: "My strongest strength comes from Wanyan supernatural powers, and the most familiar way of fighting is sneak attack and hunting, tomorrow I need to find a way to let him show some flaws, and then hit him with all my strength, and seriously injure him is the best policy." ”

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"The most important thing now is that he doesn't have a sword, and he doesn't know how he's going to attack. ”

Lou listened to the rain and looked at the vast night, and the tapping of his fingertips on the hilt of the sword became faster and faster, gradually falling like raindrops.

Feng Xiaohan stretched his waist here, but the essence in his eyes flashed brightly, and he said in his heart: "Without a sword, although my attack power is a little weaker with my bare hands, I have been hunting with my bare hands since I was a child, fighting all kinds of demon beasts, so this is not a problem for me." ”

Then, he gripped the sharpened stick in his arms, something that had been with him for years, and which always played the most important role when encountering prey like the Darktailed Beast.

Holding it, Neng Feng Xiaohan felt at ease, and he was still invincible.

In the next room, He Xirou was wiping the sword with water, the sword body was narrow, but it was extremely bright, and the sharpness revealed a delicate spirit, it was a women's sword.

She looked at her beloved sword, sighed leisurely, and said, "Senior Brother Guan hasn't heard from there yet, and I don't know if the sword has been cast, it's really worrying." ”

In her opinion, having a sword and not having a sword are completely two concepts, for a swordsman, even if the hilt of the sword is in his hand, he can cast a monstrous sword intent, even if the power of the sword is much weaker, but it is still stronger than no sword.

Feng Xiaohan's eyes suddenly lit up in the house here, raised his eyebrows, and came outside the house.

Looking at the picturesque night in the garden, the moonlight was beautiful and lovely, and I thought: "I'm so stupid, since I don't have a sword, it's better to make one myself, and I still design hunting without a sword." ”

He entered the stove room where he had stayed on his first night in Zizhuyuan, where he found a kitchen knife in the cupboard.

Feng Xiaohan pasted the blade with his fingers, feeling that it was quite sharp and could be used.

Outside the Zizhu Courtyard, there are three green bamboos, I don't know how many years they have grown, anyway, when Chen Feng was still a disciple and lived in the Zizhu Courtyard, they were already there.

Feng Xiaohan stood in front of the green bamboo, reached out and pinched the thickest one, and a clear indentation suddenly appeared on it.

"This bamboo is not bad, although it is much worse than iron, but at least it is stronger than the bamboo sword used in Changhongfeng. ”

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He Xirou put away the sword and was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, but the next moment, only a loud noise was heard, like the old demon of Montenegro breaking out of the ground and sweeping into the garden with the momentum of mountains and rocks.

She hurriedly put on a coat and ran out of the house, only to see Feng Xiaohan standing in the garden carrying a whole thigh-thick green bamboo, and there was still some soil on the roots of the green bamboo, which had obviously just been pulled out of the ground.

In the depths of the green of the bamboo, a touch of purple can be faintly seen, and it is obvious that if it takes a few more years of cold and summer power, it will evolve into a purple bamboo that can channel spiritual energy.

"This, this is ......"

He Xirou's brows jumped, she saw this bamboo almost every day, and naturally knew where it came from, and her face suddenly changed, and she looked outside the garden.

I saw that outside the wall, those tall green bamboos suddenly felt a little loose, because the middle one was missing.

Seeing that at the beginning of every month, the green bamboo that would be watered with the dew collected by the wind was uprooted by Feng Xiaohan, and she used a kitchen knife to cut off all the bamboo branches in front of her.

Xiao Rou'er almost fainted......