"This soft armor is called the Silkworm Snow Armor, which can resist all physical attacks below the Sword King. With Wang Yan's ability, if he wants to hurt you, I'm afraid he may not be able to do it in a few decades!" The light in Ouyang Huo's eyes was also a little thicker, this treasure, but he spent a lot of money to get it back then, although it was prepared by Ouyang Hao, it was only a matter of time before he gave it or not, not to mention, in order not to let his beloved son be harmed, what did it matter if he gave it to him earlier.

"Thank you father, thank you father, father is so good. Gently taking the Heavenly Silkworm Snow Armor, Ouyang Hao stared at it intently, not letting go of any trace of it. When I came into contact with the silkworm snow armor, I immediately felt cool and uncomfortable. "With such a treasure, look at how you die!" Holding the silkworm snow armor in his hand, he scolded fiercely in his heart, and the cold light in his eyes was much thicker.

"Hao'er, although you have this treasure now, you can't relax your cultivation, any treasure is something outside your body, you can't rely on it too much, what you cultivate by yourself is what really belongs to you!" Obviously seeing the killing intent in Ouyang Hao's eyes, Ouyang Huo hurriedly reminded.

"Yes! Father!" Ouyang Hao was completely immersed in the happiness of the Heavenly Silkworm Snow Armor, and he only instinctively responded to Ouyang Huo's words.

Ouyang Huo shook his head, sighed lightly, and quietly flashed out of the room.

On the other side, Wang Yan was still practicing, and until now, although he didn't dare to say that he was perfect for fusing his spiritual power in the sword qi, he could also say that he could do whatever he wanted. The sword qi he wielded was completely made of hair-sized filaments, without any feeling of relaxation.

The sword qi also changed from a faint sword qi at the beginning to a green sword qi, and it was almost as thick as when the spiritual power was not fused. Every time the sword qi is swung out, there will always be a place on the wall that is gently recessed inward, and a small trace appears, although it is only a flash, but one after another, the whole wall seems to be alive, full of dynamics.

Wiping a handful of sweat, Wang Yan smiled faintly and put away the Rouyun Sword, only to find that there was no clean place on the whole body. The clothes are even more wrung out of water.

Stretching his waist, he casually straightened his somewhat disheveled clothes, gently opened the door, and walked out.

"It's dark?" Seeing that there was no one on the silent practice ground, Wang Yan muttered to himself with a little surprise. "It seems that there is really no time for cultivation!"

The fluorescent stone on the roof still emitted a faint light, enveloping everything in the practice room, sprinkled on the dark ground, looking extremely mysterious. Wang Yan shook his hair and walked towards the door step by step.

"Squeak ......" Just as Wang Yan was about to walk out of the door, a sound of opening the door sounded behind him.

Slowly turned around, only to see a young figure appear in the practice room.

Seeing Wang Yan, the figure was also stunned for a moment, but still lowered his head and walked towards Wang Yan, no, it should be towards the door.

Seeing the figure getting closer and closer, Wang Yan became more and more curious. Judging from the figure, it should be a girl, which made Wang Yan even more interested. A girl who works so hard must be different.

The figure finally arrived in front of Wang Yan, and through the faint light, Wang Yan finally saw a delicate face. The long hair was all wet with sweat and hung straight down on the shoulders. The white clothes on his body were also soaked, revealing the outline of his underwear. On the thin face, a pair of melancholy and lost eyes, as clear as the bottom of the lake, blink lightly, like autumn water, all of them have the urge to embrace them and relieve that sadness. With such a petite figure, he could never have imagined that it would have any intersection with cultivation.

But such a petite figure, walking in front of Wang Yan, there was suddenly a hint of firmness in his eyes, he glanced at Wang Yan deeply, and then lowered his head and walked out.

The girl walked very slowly, as if there were thousands of rivers and mountains in front of her, and there was no end to it, and the girl walked so fast that it seemed that she could not catch her for a moment, and could disappear into the night at any moment.

"Hello. Finally, Wang Yan finally squeezed out two shriveled words, and they were full of shyness.

The girl's light footsteps stopped abruptly, paused slightly, turned around slowly, looked at Wang Yan suspiciously, and her eyes moved slightly, as if asking "Is there something wrong?"

"Hello, my name is Wang Yan. Seeing the girl staring at him intently, Wang Yan was a little nervous, except for Tian Lu, it was not the first time he stood so close to other girls.

"Hello!" the girl smiled sweetly, and her silver bell-like voice suddenly resounded in the night, like a heavenly sound, deeply vibrating Wang Yan's soul. If the first time I saw Wang Yesterday, it was shocking, then seeing the girl in front of me was shocking. The delicate face has made people feel pity, and coupled with the heavenly voice, it is all unforgettable.

"Why is it so late, you're still practicing. Taking a few deep breaths, this slowed down his heartbeat, Wang Yan smiled slightly and said politely.

"Aren't you the same?" said the girl, tilting her head slightly, looking at Wang Yan. In the black eyes, there are gentle ripples, as if if you are not careful, water will drip out. "Do you really want to compete with Ouyang Hao?" then his eyes flashed, and he asked with some uneasiness.

"Hmm!" Wang Yan nodded heavily, confirmingly.

"I hope you can defeat him!" the girl said lightly, gritting her teeth, but there was a hint of pleading in her tone. With that, the girl lowered her head again.

"What's wrong with you, aren't you happy?" Seeing that the girl was a little lost, Wang Yan hurriedly asked. I don't know why, seeing the girl in front of him, Wang Yan felt a little sorry in his heart.

"Nothing. The girl shook her head and said softly.

"Are you a third-level swordsman?" asked Wang Yan after a little inquiry. "Among the girls, I'm afraid there are not many people who work as hard as you. ”

The girl smiled reluctantly, looked up, and nodded slightly.

"You, are you also a freshman in the academy?why haven't I seen you before?" Looking at the girl, Wang Yan's heart pounded, and he tried hard to find the topic. Of course he hadn't seen this girl, who told him to sleep when he was in the rookie tournament, this girl had also played twice, but he said no.

"There are so many people in the academy, it's normal not to see them. There was no emotion in the girl's calm words, and the conversation immediately changed. "But I know you, the champion of the Academy's Rookie Tournament - Wang Yan. ”

"Uh......" Hearing the girl's slightly ridiculous tone, Wang Yan was also stunned, and then smiled and said, "Where, it's just luck, in fact, it's ......"

"Luck is also part of strength!" Before Wang Yan could finish speaking, the girl took the lead. The black eyes stared at Wang Yan, blinked gently, and a trace of admiration quietly flashed.

"Maybe. Wang Yan smiled faintly, his heart was full of horror, but he still pretended to ask calmly. "You seem to have something on your mind?"

"It's okay!" the girl turned her head to the side to prevent Wang Yan from seeing her face, and said indifferently.

"Oh, if you don't want to say it, forget it, I'll just ask. Seeing that the girl suddenly became a little indifferent, Wang Yan hurriedly played a round for himself.

"You're a good guy. I know there are two other people with you, and your friendship is very good!" the girl quickly changed the topic and praised Wang Yan.

"Good person?" At this time, Wang Yan was not only surprised, but also surprised, a girl who met for the first time actually said that she was a good person. "This ...... That ......"

"My name is Eileen. Come on!" Glancing at Wang Yan deeply, the girl named ** Lin quickly turned around and walked towards the door, and after a while, she disappeared outside the door.

Seeing that the thin figure gradually disappeared and could not be seen, Wang Yan wanted to step forward to catch up, but he couldn't lift his feet. With a sigh, he also walked out the door.

Fang He was already almost better, and he suddenly found that his sword qi was much thicker than before. Especially in my left hand, I feel that my strength is a lot stronger, and if I haven't recovered completely, I'm afraid I've already tried it.

Qin Xiao, on the other hand, looked very bored, sitting alone in the hall, holding his chin with both hands to ask about the matter, and watching Fang He dangling in front of him in a daze.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside. Qin Xiao instantly popped out of his chair and rushed towards the door.

Qin Xiao didn't guess wrong, it was Wang Yan outside the door.

When he opened the door, Qin Xiao was taken aback. Wang Yan in front of him was like a chicken in soup, his whole body was so wet that he couldn't get wet anymore, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Qin Xiao asked with some heartache, and hurriedly let Wang Yan into the house. Seeing Wang Yan like this, Fang He was also taken aback at first, but then laughed again.

Wang Yan looked at Fang He, smiled faintly, and threw out a sentence, "I'm fine." He went back to his room. After a while, he went to take a shower again, and then sat in the hall, waiting for Qin Xiao and Fang He's review.

"Boss, you just now?" Seeing Wang Yan sit down, Qin Xiao hurried up and asked.

"I just came back from the practice room, and before I knew it, my clothes were wet. Wang Yan picked up the water prepared by Qin Xiao and drank a few sips vigorously before speaking slowly. Sweat all afternoon, if it doesn't dry, it may not be normal.

"Practice room?" Qin Xiao and the others felt very strange. Why did you run to the practice room today for no reason?

Seeing the surprised expressions of the two, Wang Yan smiled faintly and continued. "Today, I had no inspiration and went to the practice room to practice soul attack. ”

"Soul attack?" The eyes of the two couldn't be wider, as if it was not Wang Yan in front of them, but a monster.