Qi Huan had a spoon in his mouth, a cup of sweet porridge of unknown origin in his hand, his eyes were rolling around, and every time he accidentally swept Ling Yunzi's cold face, he shuddered, and then shifted his position. Ever since she woke up, Ling Yunzi hadn't left an inch, but he looked at Qi Huan now like a class enemy.

"Uncle Shi."

"Yes." Qi Huan hurriedly smiled flatteringly.

"Drink the porridge up."

"Uh...... This one...... I'll drink it later. "If you drink it again, she will definitely get diabetes if you drink it again, and I don't know who is so damaged, seeing that she is sick and tormenting her like this, is this still sweet porridge, isn't it a bowl of saccharin!

"Drink it all!"

"Yes." Pinched his nose and poured it down, hey, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Accidentally saying it in front of everyone that he was almost sucked dry by the magic weapon, Ling Yunzi's expression at that time was even more terrifying than that of Lei Gong.

Since ancient times, no cultivator would be so stupid as Qi Huan, you don't have to be embarrassed, and said in front of everyone, Lingyunzi didn't slap Qi Huan underground because he was so cultivated, it is estimated that even if the Void Man knew about it, he would have to let Qi Huan face the wall for more than ten years.

It was precisely because Qi Huan said this that everyone's attention was focused on her, as for how they laughed at Qi Huan and even the entire Qingyun Sect, the tragedy was no longer enough for outsiders, so that everyone forgot the magic weapon that almost sucked Qi Huan dry.

Seeing that Qi Huan was drinking so painfully, Ling Yunzi walked over and asked with a straight face, "Is it hard to drink?" "The blood-replenishing sweet porridge he made himself should be ...... It won't be too bad.

Qi Huan rolled his eyes, pushed the porcelain bowl in his hand in front of him, and raised his chin, is this something that people drink! It's a pity that Qi Huan only thought about it in his heart and didn't dare to say it.

Staring at the bottom of the remaining porridge inside, Ling Yunzi wanted to reach out several times, but finally retracted it, to be honest, he didn't have much confidence in his cooking skills, so forget it.

"By the way, is Dongyuan's game over? Did he win? ”

Ling Yunzi glanced at Qi Huan with a strange expression, "No." ”

"What?! He didn't win, no, how could it be that he didn't even win the tryouts! Qi Huan exclaimed, except for that Mo Ye, no one seems to be able to deal with Dongyuan, and Mo Ye's cultivation is not as high as Dongyuan, if you want to say that in the competition, it should be Dongyuan who has a bigger chance of winning!

"He lost to Mo Ye in the finals."

Qi Huan didn't know that five days had passed since she took a nap, and when she woke up, everything was over, and many disciples of the sect had already gone back, if it weren't for Qi Huan who had been in a coma, Lingyunzi would have returned to Qingyun Mountain by now.

"That Ink Night...... So powerful? Thinking of Mo Ye, Qi Huan's brows couldn't help frowning, that person always made her feel creepy.

"Well, that's amazing." Ling Yunzi would evaluate a person like this, which means that Mo Ye is indeed strong to a certain extent, and even Dongyuan has never been evaluated by Ling Yunzi like this. "However, this person is very evil, if it is a demon cultivator, it must be a generation of heroes, it's a pity......"

The last game that Qi Huan missed was indeed very regrettable, Mo Ye and Dongyuan, two low-level disciples in the late stage of the Jiedan, were equally amazing. Their last game actually led out several of the hidden old men in Shu Mountain, if it weren't for the fact that there was one of the Heavenly Sword Sect who couldn't be offended, they would definitely come out to rob people.

Mo Ye is not only extremely talented, but also his self-created three styles of wounded swords have even been included in the top cheats of the Heavenly Sword Gate, and at the end of the game, he used the last style of the wounded sword, the sword to go sideways, and defeated Dongyuan.

"Dongyuan is injured?" The corners of Qi Huan's eyes jumped, and he asked in a somewhat anxious tone.

"No, but it's worse than an injury." Ling Yunzi sighed, when he was young and frivolous and had infinite scenery, he was actually put on his neck by an opponent with the same cultivation, and no one would be able to bear it!

After listening to Ling Yunzi's explanation, Qi Huan was also a little depressed, although it was not her who played last game, but she also knew how bad it felt to lose to her opponent, and there were so many people watching.

"Shall I go see him?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you here, and we'll go back to the sect directly after you come back."

"yes, I see." After Qi Huan went out, she flew at an altitude of more than 20 centimeters above the ground with a flying sword, and she began to tremble purposefully when she was taller, no way, the feeling of flying was that she couldn't find it, and she used it as a skateboard.

Seeing that the mountain in front of her was where Dongyuan lived, Qi Huan suddenly felt a chilling murderous aura behind her, and before she could react, a dagger with a flickering cold light hit her back.

"Come with me." The voice of the person behind him was hoarse, and he couldn't tell the age, but Qi Huan was sure that he hadn't heard this person's voice before.

was threatened with a murder weapon, what else could Qi Huan do, so he had to get off the flying sword and walk in front. The strange thing is that no one came up to interrogate until the gate of Shushan, I don't know why Shushan is quiet today.

After leaving Shu Mountain, the person behind him roughly grabbed Qi Huan and flew down the mountain, Qi Huan lowered his head and found that he couldn't see the scenery under his feet at all, she and the kidnapper were wrapped in a cloud of black gas.

"Demon Cultivator!" Qi Huan was stunned, he was kidnapped by Demon Cultivator again, but he didn't know if it was related to the masked man this time.

The person behind her didn't say a word, and the dagger against Qi Huan's back pushed forward hard, and Qi Huan's heart couldn't help but chill. Last time, she felt that the masked man had no ill will towards her from the beginning, so she dared to be so presumptuous, but this time it seems that he really wants her life!

Even she, who had never seen a dead person, could feel the murderous aura emanating from this person, and that terrifying aura made Qi Huan a little unsteady even when he stood up.

"Get in." I don't know how long it flew, Qi Huan was roughly pushed into a dark cabin, and as soon as he entered the room, Qi Huan smelled a disgusting fishy smell, and there was a faint breathing sound in the room, it seemed that there was another person inside.

"Who is it?" The door slammed shut, and Qi Huan's familiar voice sounded in the corner of the small black room.