When the whistle sounded, Ding Ruoyu got up and went to find the autumn dream of the same room as soon as he woke up.

Qiu Meng hadn't gotten up yet, and fell asleep sideways facing the wall. As she was about to step forward, another big girl reached out and pushed her a few times, but she screamed.

"Autumn Dream! Autumn Dream! The rest of the people also rushed up to find out.

Qiu Meng was already dead, bleeding from the seven orifices and dying of poisoning.

Ding Ruoyu froze in place, stiffly watching as they invited the black-clothed Obsidian Dead Warrior, and carried the body out.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a dead man." The big girl who went to wake up from Qiumeng's face was full of understanding, and patted her on the back.

Ding Ruoyu smiled at her reluctantly.

The eldest girl's name is Youlan, she is eighteen this year, a year older than Sleepless, and she is the oldest in their house.

Youlan only entered the Tianluo Net at the age of sixteen, and was born in the Jianghu sect, and had a superb martial arts skill before coming. In the midst of the chaos of the war and the chaos, there were many things to exterminate the clan, and she had nowhere to go, so she took the initiative to join the Xiyan Death Battalion.

She is also a member of the first group, and she will only be selected by the Tianluo Hall in two years, and once selected, she will become the top killer of the Obsidian Palace.

As far as Ding Ruoyu knew, she had been selected to enter the Obsidian Hall in advance for a few years before she had been sleepless.

After the selection of the Tianluo Hall was passed, the first three groups entered the Obsidian Palace, and the fourth group entered the Red Lotus Palace. The rest will stay and choose to become a teacher or join the cult directly.

Of course, the disciples of the Witch Cult, in addition to entering from their Dead Soldier Camp, are more powerful people in Fire City. The dead are nothing but the lowest beings in the witchcraft.

Life and death matter. Ding Ruoyu packed up his emotions and went to the training ground. During the lunch break, she saw Chen Lan, and the excitement of this girl going out to Yuguo before had not subsided, so she found a secluded corner and chattered.

"What, do you have someone you like?" As soon as it came up, it was the news that made Ding Ruoyu dumbfounded.

"Do you remember the witch cult master?" Chen Lan said mysteriously, "I secretly saw his face when I returned to Agni City......

"I've seen him before." Ding Ruoyu interrupted her.

"How did you see that?" Chen Lan didn't believe it.

Ding Ruoyu said helplessly: "Do you remember? When he was at the Qingtan Inn, he used that face to tempt fake Jingshan. ”

With Lihong's appearance alone, it is indeed easy to make people who don't know him crazy.

"You like him?" She raised an eyebrow.

"No, no, no!" Chen Lan hurriedly waved his hands and denied, "He looks too good, he can't climb it!" Can't climb! ”

Ding Ruoyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, glad that she hadn't been involved with that dangerous person yet.

Chen Lan came over again and said coyly: "Although that adult is much better looking than Feiqiong, I still like Feiqiong." ”

Ding Ruoyu was stunned.

"Feiqiong......" she sighed, "That's fine, he's withdrawn, but he's very suitable for you." ”

Chen Lan observed her words and looks, and saw that she was a little lost, so she couldn't help but say cautiously: "I heard Tian Bei say, you and Feiqiong seem to be very close?" But I went directly to ask Feiqiong last time, and he said...... He said he doesn't like you at all......"

Her voice became quieter and quieter, and she added at the end: "I didn't mean to dig into your corner." ”

"I can't say I like him, I'm just curious about him at the time, we're just ordinary friends." Ding Ruoyu reached out and stroked her hair bun, and said with a soft laugh.

Chen Lan blinked. She has a pair of crescent-like curved eyes, and her smile is particularly gentle and sweet, and even the people around her can quickly have a good mood.

Princess Jingshan's assassination of Emperor Yan Longxing of Xiyan finally happened, and Beiyu sent envoys to negotiate, but in the end the border city was ceded to Yanguo.

Ding Ruoyu asked Chen Lan, who came back from the excitement, and learned that the "princess" was cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces and died on the spot.

"It's indeed his usual style, if it's useless, wipe ......it out" Ding Ruoyu sneered, Chen Lan looked at her indignant appearance from the side, and her heart was a little hairy.

"You mean the sir?" She leaned forward and asked, "Do you know who he is in the Witch Cult?" To be able to do this, it won't be an ordinary character! ”

Ding Ruoyu had no choice but to smile and said, "You will know in the future." ”

Chen Lan didn't like her the most, she was mysterious, and her mouth was very tight. Anything she didn't want to say, even if she threatened with death, she couldn't reveal the slightest hint of it.

A few days later, the Witch Emperor personally held a banquet. In addition to the powerful people of the dynasty, there were also more than a dozen young dead soldiers who went to Yuguo to carry out a mission.

Naturally, the dead soldiers could not sit at the same table with the Witch Emperor, but they came to a side hall in the palace and had enough wine and meat to eat.

Ding Ruoyu and Chen Lan were also invited, and when the red-clothed witch disciples came to show them the way, the two of them were still training in the sand, and their faces and bodies were dirty.

At the banquet, she finally met Yu Feiqiong. He didn't even look at her, and he looked arrogant and didn't say a word the whole time. Ding Ruoyu knew that it would be such a scene, but at this moment, he couldn't stop feeling sour in his heart.

She poured herself wine, glass after glass, and poured it down her throat.

"You're enough!" Seeing her like this, Chen Lan couldn't help but panic, and hurriedly grabbed the wine jug to stop her from continuing to drink.

Ding Ruoyu was still laughing, smiling gently and calmly: "What's enough?" I'm happy. ”

Chen Lan saw that she came to grab the wine jug again, and hurriedly took advantage of her unpreparedness and slashed a knife on her neck, knocking her unconscious.

When Ding Ruoyu fell, his eyes stopped on Yu Feiqiong's face.

He was still forced to be indifferent, but the waves under his eyes were surging and roaring, as if he was frightened and painful.

There was a small smile on her lips.

After waking up, looking at the familiar and humble scenes around him, Ding Ruoyu understood that he had returned to the residence of the dead camp.

Youlan and the others gathered around the bed, and when they saw that she was awake, they said with complicated expressions: "Congratulations, you were directly selected into the Obsidian Palace!" ”

"What's going on?" Ding Ruoyu lifted the quilt and saw that the gray cloth clothes on his body were replaced by black clothes after being selected for the Tianluo Palace, and he couldn't help asking.

"I don't know, you ask her, she's on the spot." Youlan pushed the other little girl in black forward.

"Chen Lan?" Ding Ruoyu grabbed her hand like a life-saving straw. She only remembered that she was stunned by Chen Lan's palm before, and she seemed to be awake again later, but she didn't know the specific situation at all.

Chen Lan looked at her ignorant look and sighed old-fashionedly.

"You, alas!" She shook her head, hating that iron could not be made of steel, "You are so cruel! The top witchcraft came at his fingertips, and a torch burned the robe of Lord Lihong......"

Ding Ruoyu broke out in cold sweat on his head.

She seemed to recall something, too.

When everyone was half-drunk, Ding Ruoyu woke up again, and Chen Lan's palm didn't use much strength. She lay on the table in a delirious state, and it wasn't long before the Witch Sect disciple came to report that the Witch Emperor and the National Teacher had come in person.

The two adults were originally just going through a formality, and the young man at the banquet was drunk for the most part, and the Witch Emperor smiled and asked the sober teenagers to show their skills.

Tian Bei stood up and performed eighteen martial arts with Cunxin and others. At this time, I don't know who accidentally hit Ding Ruoyu in the face, she jumped out at once, and when she saw the national teacher, she rushed up and hugged him, and a fire ignited in her palm.

There is no way to avoid the great power division, and the middle is right. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough and threw away the outer robe, he would have to confess his life in this humble hall.

Ding Ruoyu's face was dripping with cold sweat when he heard this, but he still reluctantly asked, "Did I say anything unruly?" ”

"Nope." Chen Lan scratched her head, "You were horribly silent at the time, your mouth was still very tight, your teeth were clenched, and the sobering soup was all poured into it by us." ”

Ding Ruoyu breathed a sigh of relief, she was afraid that she would be drunk and say something that she shouldn't say.

Fu looked at Chen Lan again and asked her if she had also entered the Obsidian Palace.

"It's inexplicable," Chen Lan herself was puzzled, "When the Witch Emperor saw that you had done such a thing, he was so happy that he casually pointed at the two of us, as well as Feiqiong and Cunxin, and said that he didn't have to wait for two years to be selected, and he would go directly to the Obsidian Palace." ”

Seeing that Youlan and the others listened with relish, she hurriedly leaned into Ding Ruoyu's ear and whispered: "Do you say that the Witch Emperor has an enmity with the great master?" ”

Ding Ruoyu naturally wouldn't answer this kind of question, of course, she also knew that Chen Lan didn't really want to ask. She reacted at this time, and couldn't help but be shocked: "You saw the great master last night!" ”

"Qiao'er," Chen Lan leaned closer to her and smiled narrowly, "Look at your nervous look, are you ...... that adult?"

Ding Ruoyu hurriedly covered her mouth.

"Today, the Witch Emperor is gracious, and we are allowed to take a few of us who have just entered the Obsidian Hall on vacation, and we will report again tomorrow morning." Chen Lan broke away and chattered about the follow-up.

Enter the Obsidian Temple and become a real killer from then on.

In the afternoon, Chen Lan was sent away, and she stayed alone in the house to continue practicing witchcraft, but she could not reach the power of last night described by Chen Lan at all.

As early as when he had been practicing witchcraft for only half a month, Ding Ruoyu found that he had reached the standard of shaping gods. She remembered that day after Lihong crossed her eyebrows, there was a trace of cool breath in her head. The fact that he can enter the country quickly must have something to do with this breath.

After returning from the border, Ding Ruoyu exercised with the instructor every day, and at night took time to meditate and practice witchcraft according to the mantra he memorized. It's been nearly a month, and after several days of no entry, she knows that she has entered a bottleneck.

Ding Ruoyu reluctantly went out for a walk to breathe, and when he returned to the room, he was startled by the figure reclining on the couch.

When the man saw her open the door and enter, he naturally got up, and patted the empty space beside him and motioned for her to come and sit down.

This is not a good kind, and he is allowed to come to Xingshi to ask for sin.

Ding Ruoyu thought of the good things he did last night, and he was worried for a while, so he hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly bolted the door, closed all the curtains, and then tiptoed to him.

His wrist was held by a pair of unwarm hands, and his body spun slightly, landing in the messy bedding. Ding Ruoyu was about to exclaim, but her lips were covered by the hand that had just let go of her. What hits the eye is a flawless white dress, and a delicate skin with a faint sheen under the slightly open neckline.

"Don't scream." The man in white had a low and soft voice, with a hint of laziness as Fang woke up, and his fingers moved away from her lips and gently cupped her cheeks.

Ding Ruoyu thought of something in a daze, lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at him, his face was slightly red, and his slender body even trembled a little.

"Telekinesis is still too weak......," the man in white shook his head and said in a low voice, "You're trying to light the candlestick over there?" ”

Ding Ruoyu was stunned, and his cold gaze couldn't help lowering his head, slowly turning around, condensing his breath, and a faint flame burst out from his fingertips, just lighting the candlelight.

"The strength is very precise, why is Fang Fang's face red and his ears are red and his breathing is disordered?" The man in white muttered as if talking to himself, staring at Ding Ruoyu, who was silent, and suddenly pinched her jaw, forcing her to look at himself.

"I ......" Ding Ruoyu was embarrassed, "How did I know you would be here......"

Li Hong's gaze gradually turned cold, and there was a slight anger, which made her tremble, "The most taboo thing to practice witchcraft is to be cranky, put away your unrealistic thoughts." ”

Ding Ruoyu blushed and nodded, "Since entering the God Shaping Stage, I can't expand my divine consciousness anymore......

"You were able to do it last night." Lihong sarcastically said without giving her any hints. He took out an old bronze dagger glowing with phosphorescence from his bosom and handed it to her, "Use it during the day." ”

Ding Ruoyu took it, held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it, and whispered: "This dagger is too blunt......"

Li Hong got up and said with a smile: "Don't use the steel dagger before." ”

He turned and pushed the door open. Ding Ruoyu also hurriedly jumped out of bed and shouted, "Don't go, you haven't told me how to practice next!" ”

Li Hong looked back and made a "silence" gesture, and took advantage of the gap when she was stunned to stride away.