On the third day, Hebai still didn't come back, and Chen Jiu and Huang Hai Zhenren's psychology was already a little close to collapse.

"It's over, it's over, it's not enough, it's mainly because we don't come back, we're going to die here," Huang Haizhen paced back and forth in the room, sweating profusely.

"It's worth it if you live for hundreds of years and die, I'm only twenty, and I'm in the prime of life!" Chen Jiu sighed.

"I haven't lived enough in the blink of an eye for hundreds of years......" Huang Haizhen beat his chest.

"Lao Huang, if you work hard, the thousand-year-old king will be ...... for 80,000 years" Chen Jiu couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Although Chen Jiu was ridiculing with Huang Haizhen on the surface, he paid attention to the movements outside all the time.

There was something wrong with the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the past two days, and Chen Jiu noticed that many disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were walking back and forth, and they were also carrying some things, seeing that this posture should be going on for some large-scale activities.

Could it be a Wanjianmen concert, a flying sword performance, or juggling......

Three of the four Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples of Chen Jiu who were in custody were also transferred.

It seems that there is something going on in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and if there is still only one guard at night, Chen Jiu will decide to escape.

.........

Wanjianmen does have something, but it is not a concert of Chen Jiu's speculation, let alone juggling, but an exchange meeting in the cultivation world.

The exchange meeting was held by Wanjianmen and Snow Mountain Peak.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect is an old sect and one of the top ten sects in the cultivation realm. The heritage is long. On the other hand, the snow-capped peaks are rising stars, and the momentum is fierce and should not be underestimated.

The two major schools have held exchange meetings for many years, but the snow-capped peaks generally lose more and win less......

But this time, it was unusual, the disciples of the Snow Mountain Peak suddenly increased their strength, and only a few people were sent to beat the younger generation of Wanjian Sect disciples to lose their armor.

At the beginning, Fang Tong was still confused, as usual, the exchange meeting with Xue Shanfeng was like table tennis in Huaxia, not for how to win, but to make the other party lose more decently......

As a result, this table tennis ball turned into a football ......

Later, Fang Tong learned that several disciples of Snow Mountain Peak had already reached the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm, and half of their feet had stepped into the threshold of foundation building, probably because they were deliberately suppressing the realm for this conference and refusing to improve.

In these few games, none of the Wanjianmen have won!

Snow Mountain Peak led the team this time by an elder named Han won.

"Elder Han, isn't it a little inappropriate for us to do this, this Ten Thousand Swords Sect has not won a battle since the competition!" the disciple of Snow Mountain Peak said with a wry smile.

"What are you afraid of, in the past, Wanjianmen always won against us, Fang Tongke always made fun of us, this time I finally seized the opportunity, and didn't give him some color to see, it's really no one on our snow peak. Han Yuan shook his head and looked at Fang Tong as he spoke.

"Fang Tong, do you still have disciples who can fight in the Snow Mountain Peak?"

Listening to Han Yuan's words, the surrounding Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples couldn't help but grit their teeth.

"When did we Ten Thousand Swords Sect suffer such anger?"

"The people of this snowy mountain peak are really despicable!" a disciple next to him was indignant.

"What are you arguing about! It's not enough to be ashamed, I tell you to practice hard one by one on weekdays, but you don't listen!"

"Hey!" Deacon Zuo sighed, among the new disciples of this generation, only the young sect master was still a little talented, and the other disciples were all mediocre in qualifications.

Although there is no deep hatred between the two sects, it is quite embarrassing to lose, and the people of Snow Mountain Peak will also make a big fuss about it.

"Deacon Zuo, why don't you let that kid try," one of the disciples beside Fang Tong suggested.

"Which kid?" Fang Tong asked.

"It's the kid who was arrested yesterday with the intention of murdering the young master. ”

"But that kid is not a disciple of our Ten Thousand Swords Sect. "Deacon Left was a little embarrassed.

If this is discovered by the people of the Snow Mountain Peak, he Wanjianmen can't afford to lose this person.

"Isn't it up to you to decide our disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?" the disciple winked at Deacon Zuo.

"Oh, yes, your kid's head is quite bright!" Deacon Zuo Fang Tong suddenly realized, and then happily patted his disciple's shoulder.

"Fang Tong is here. Chen Jiu saw through the crack in the door Fang Tong and several disciples walking towards the room.

"Are you going to let us out?" Huang Hai jumped up from his chair.

"Why don't you think you're going to kill us..."Chen Jiu said helplessly.

"Uh-uh. Huang Haizhen shrunk his neck and sat back in his chair.

The door was pushed open, and Fang Tong walked in with his disciple.

"Now there is an opportunity before you to see if you cherish it or not. Fang Tong looked at the two of them and asked.

"What opportunity?" "There must be demons when things are impermanent, and the opportunity that Fang Tong said is definitely not so easy to seize.

"Go and help us fight a competition, in the name of Wanjianmen. ”

"Let's just tell the truth, we Wanjianmen and Snow Mountain Peak organized a friendship exchange meeting, and the current situation is a little not optimistic......

bite

Random Quests:

Win the competition for Wanjianmen

Reward: 30 points

Quest Punishment: Ten days of becoming of the opposite sex.

This reward is a bit rich, but this punishment makes Chen Jiu a little incomprehensible, does this opposite sex refer to Xia Wenruo, or to Li Lianying, or to "Savadika"......

"The opponent is about the same strength as you, so you don't have to worry too much. Fang Tong saw that Chen Jiu didn't speak, thinking that he was thinking about something.

"I'm going too, I'm old bones......" Huang Hai Zhenren pointed to himself.

"You go too, make up the numbers!" Fang Tong looked at Huang Hai Zhenren, although this old man looked quite wasteful, he might be able to make some strange moves.

"If you win, you can leave immediately!" Fang Tong slapped another hammer to reassure the two of them.

"It's a man who counts when he speaks!" Chen Jiu looked at Fang Tong with a torch in his eyes.

"Count!" Fang Tong nodded categorically on the surface, but he thought so in his heart.

"Winning will give you a few more days at most..."

If Chen Jiu knew that Fang Tong was so calculating in his heart, he would definitely vomit blood......

On the ring, a shirtless fat man was half-lying on the ground, enjoying the warm sunshine with a comfortable face, and he regarded the ring as his bed.

"Is the Ten Thousand Swords Gate so weak? There is no one who can fight? Why don't you go up together, save trouble, I can fight ten!" the fat man said wildly

"Hit ten?" someone questioned.

"Why don't you accept it, don't accept it, come up and compete!" The fat man turned to look at Chen Jiu.

So thin? A person like Chen Jiu could get it with one punch in his eyes.

Chen Jiu jumped up and jumped into the ring gently.

"In the snowy peak, Zhu Li! Who is here, who will report the name?" Zhu Li shouted.

"Ten Thousand Sword Gate Chen Jiu!" Chen Jiu felt a little uncomfortable when he said Ten Thousand Sword Gate.

"Hehe, you are probably the eleventh one to be defeated by me today!" Zhu Li said confidently.

"That's... I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. Chen Jiu stretched out his middle finger and shook it at Zhu Li.