After Plum Blossom Eleven got the news that Plum Blossom Seven was still alive, the hearts of the two of them were like a big stone falling.

But if you want to really see Plum Blossom Seven, you can't do it with the strength of the two of them alone.

In this case, they could only hope for Lu Jiu.

However, three years have passed, and Lu Jiu has not been out of the customs for a long time.

This couldn't help but make Plum Blossom Thirteen feel a trace of worry rise in his heart.

Nothing should happen to Lu Jiu, right?

When Plum Eleven saw Plum Blossom Thirteen's appearance, he asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

Plum Blossom Thirteen sighed when he heard this: "I'm wondering why Lu Jiu hasn't been out of the customs yet......"

Hearing this, Plum Blossom Eleven fell into silence, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the Qinglong Pavilion in the Great Eastern City.

After a while, she turned her head, looked into the eyes of Meihua Thirteen, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, the day when Lu Jiu will come out of the customs is not far away, he will definitely be fine!" ”

With that, Plum Eleven patted her on the shoulder.

However, why didn't she remember Lu Jiu in her heart?

Time flies, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye!

Plum Blossom Thirteen has grown from a little girl to a slender girl!

Lu Jiu, who was cultivating in retreat, had not appeared for a long time!

Plum Eleven's heart is more anxious than Plum Blossom Thirteen!

But...... What's the use of being in a hurry?

He couldn't give Lu Jiu any substantial help in retreat.

Coupled with the fact that she is the sister of Plum Blossom Thirteen, Plum Blossom Eleven has to comfort Plum Blossom Thirteen in turn.

But isn't he comforting himself?

Plum Blossom Thirteen nodded at his sister when he heard this.

My sister is right! Lu Jiu will definitely be out of the customs in the near future!

Plum Blossom Thirteen thought firmly in his heart.

……

Black and white dart game.

Meow Xiaowen sat on a stone bench, her tail hanging weakly on the ground behind her, and her face was melancholy.

Wang Dacang sat silently next to her, not saying a word.

Three years.

It seems to be fleeting, or it is like years.

Meow Xiaowen gently held the letter left by Qingzhu in her hand.

Three years later, the original white paper letters are now slightly yellowed.

Meow Xiaowen sighed slightly.

This sigh added a sense of gloom to the silent courtyard of the black and white dart game.

"Cannon, why did you say Qingzhu left us?"

"Is it because I'm too her......"

Meow Xiaowen muttered to herself with a look of memory on her face.

Since she established the Black and White Dart Game with Wang Dacang, Qingzhu is the first member to join.

After nearly four years of being together, Qingzhu left here after leaving only one letter.

Her status in the hearts of Meow Xiaowen and Wang Dacang is self-evident.

Meow Xiaowen has always treated Qingzhu as her sister.

Recalling the bits and pieces of the past, Meow Xiaowen felt a little guilty.

I should take the green bamboo with me wherever I go.

In this way, maybe she won't leave......

Wang Dacang looked at Meow Xiaowen and felt that his heart was blocked.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say it.

In the end, he had to remain silent.

At this moment, he suddenly began to hate his bad words.

Meow Xiaowen glanced at him, a hint of softness flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly put her white palm on his hand.

She already knew what Wang Dacang was thinking.

There is a saying that goes like this.

Companionship is the most affectionate confession.

He is not good at words, so he can only tell himself his mind with actions.

"Cannon, didn't you tell me that you have a cousin, can you take me to see it when we find Qingzhu......"

Meow Xiaowen put the letter in her hand on the stone table and smiled.

There was a cold touch on the palm of his hand, and Wang Dacang looked at Meow Xiaowen and was stunned.

Looking at Meow Xiaowen's pupils, Wang Dacang was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Okay!" ”

This time, he surprisingly didn't stutter.

Maybe it's because he only said one word.

Or perhaps, this is his promise.

Meow Xiaowen smiled slightly, held his hand, stared at him, and said softly, "Forget about the past...... We're always looking forward, aren't we? ”

Hearing this, Wang Dacang held his other hand tightly, and after a while, he slowly let go.

He was silent for a moment again, and finally, slowly, nodded.

Meow Xiaowen smiled when she saw this, put her hands on his, raised her head slightly, and looked at the sky.

"Although there is a lot of darkness in this world, we should live for ourselves......"

"Hope...... Lu Jiu, he's the same......"

Meow Xiaowen's tone was filled with a hint of sighing.

The hatred and darkness of the Xuanwu Kingdom are on the bright side and are recognized by the world.

However, many people still flock to it.

However, the hatred and darkness of the kingdom of Ste are buried deep beneath its cities.

However, many cheered.

No matter where you are in the world, there will always be dark corners.

But Meow Xiaowen feels that she should abandon these troublesome pasts.

Although they are not real people, they should live for themselves.

What can drive people to grow and become strong can be hatred, but not just hatred......

Meow Xiaowen has also heard about Lu Jiu's affairs, but Meow Xiaowen hopes that Lu Jiu is not revenge for the sake of simple revenge.

Compared with now, Meow Xiaowen likes the days of the four of them in the black and white dart game even more......

……

Qinglong Pavilion, martial arts field.

A sturdy and resolute-looking young man held a long knife with a sharp blade, and looked at the three teenagers in front of him without fear in his eyes.

"Tanlun! Are you sure you want to challenge the three of us alone? ”

"Yes, although your efforts are obvious to all, you have to take it step by step!"

The two teenagers on the opposite side of the Tan Lun who were dressed in the standard attire of the Blue Dragon Pavilion said with some concern.

This time the competition is different from the previous one!

This competition is not just unfair!

And it's a real fight!

It is not difficult to see this from the long knife that has been opened in Tanlun's hand!

Although Tanlun's efforts are obvious to all the disciples, no one thinks that Tanlun can really win one against three!

The disciple who had a good relationship with him still tried hard to dissuade him, hoping that Tanlun would give up this dangerous idea.

After all, the sword doesn't have long eyes, if something really happens, even if Li Jiaoxi is next to them, he may not be able to stop it!

There are those who are bitter to dissuade, and naturally there are those who are disdainful of his behavior.

"Come on, don't talk nonsense with him, since he doesn't measure himself, then let him see what a real battle is!"

A disciple with a relatively ordinary face snorted coldly.

There is no hatred or beam between him and Tanlun.

Originally, he still had a little bit of a good impression of a very hard-working person like Tanlun.

However, today's actions of Tan Lun made this trace of goodwill in his heart disappear!

Because he arrogantly wanted to fight the three strongest disciples of the same class alone!

Li Jiaoxi, who was on the side, had a solemn face and walked in front of Tan Lun.

"Tanlun, have you figured it out? This time it's the real battle! If I don't decide the winner, I won't make a move! ”

Li Jiaoxi said with a serious face.

This is a battle between warriors, and the battle can only be terminated if the defeated side renounces or dies!

Therefore, even Li Jiaoxi, who is not bad in strength, is absolutely sure that he can guarantee their safety!

Tan Lun nodded without hesitation when he heard this, as if he had been mentally prepared.

"Teach, I've figured it out!"

There was no trace of fear in Tan Lun's eyes, and his tone was firm.

Although his own talent ranked last among the disciples of the Blue Dragon Pavilion.

But it's not like I don't have any talent!

Tanlun always believes in his heart!

If you can enter the Blue Dragon Pavilion, it means that as long as you work hard enough, you can become a strong person!

In that way, he would be able to live up to the expectations that the Pavilion Master had once had for himself!

The two disciples on the opposite side both sighed when they heard this.

Hearing this, Li Jiaoxi nodded and emptied the battle arena.

Glancing left and right at both sides, Li Jiaoxi took a deep breath.

"Fighting...... Begin! ”

……

Streaming down!

In the quiet room, Lu Jiu's hair was windless, and a trace of red energy continued to flow around his figure!

His eyes were still closed.

The heart is still beating.

The floor tiles all around were covered with a thick layer of dust.

However, within a radius of three meters with Lu Jiu as the center, the ground was spotless.

Lu Jiu, I haven't opened my eyes for three years!

In the past three years, Lu Jiu has been peeling off the blood mass in his heart, absorbing it thoroughly bit by bit.

The Chixuan True Qi in his body has also changed from the original trickle to the current turbulent sea!

The meridians, bones, flesh and blood of all parts of his body, as well as his deepest bloodlines, have been transformed by the power of the blood mass!

Lu Jiu's body is developing in a more perfect direction in an all-round way!

And now, Lu Jiu's purpose is nearing the end!

Because the blood mass in his body is only a small mass!

If the blood mass is completely integrated into Lu Jiu's body, it means that Lu Jiu's goal is about to be completely completed!

Lu Jiu's absorption of blood masses is not like breaking through the bottleneck.

It's gradual.

In other words, in fact, since Lu Jiu absorbed this ball of blood, his body has begun to be slowly transformed.

As I expected, there is hidden energy in this mass of blood that can stimulate the blood! ‘

Lu Jiu thought silently in his heart.

The energy in the blood mass seems to be awakening the energy hidden in the depths of Lu Jiu's body!

Even if he hadn't fully absorbed it, Lu Jiu could still feel it faintly.

In fact, he had already felt this hidden power half a year ago.

With the absorption of the blood mass, the energy in this bloodline was slowly unearthed like a treasure buried deep underground.

This power is naturally controllable.

Otherwise, Lu Jiu would have stopped retreating a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Lu Jiu couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

'Bloodline ......'

His own bloodline undoubtedly comes from his father, who has this body.

But where does the power in this bloodline come from?

Why does his father, whom he has never met, have such blood?

Lu Jiu had a faint guess in his heart.

Maybe...... It has nothing to do with the ancient gods or monsters or some other things that Rotten Minghua gave himself in the books that seem to be true and fake!

However, all this has yet to be verified.