When Ai Hui broke away from the state of selflessness, it was already two hours later.

He sat down on the ground and giggled, he looked embarrassed, soaking wet, his face and hair were sweaty, and his arms were so tired that he couldn't move.

The result of two hours is two moves, there are no complicated moves, all are very simple. The combination of micro-arc thorns and sword hilt smoke is already quite complicated. Another trick, the only change is the angle of the bevel cut, he tried almost all the angles, and finally found the best angle. The slight arc stab and the hilt smoke were named [Smoke Flash] by him, and the diagonal cut move was named ...... [Diagonal Cut] by him.

Two sword moves that were unrecognizable, but even without the beating of the sword fetus, Ai Hui could feel the changes in their rebirth.

The sword moves used to be more like a dance, with beautiful movements and no power. A sword technique that has lost its spiritual power is like a fish that has lost its water, whether it is willing or unwilling, it has long been turned into mortar. And putting the sea fish in the river is also a dead end.

In a different environment, a lot of things need to be restarted.

No matter how brilliant the sword cultivation was in the past, no matter how vast the sword classics that were left behind, if they were not changed, it would be difficult to adapt to this era after all.

Ai Hui hadn't figured out the reason yet, and a slight change had turned his sword moves upside down.

Maybe it's the resonance of the sword and the Yuan force?

I don't know.

But he knew he had found the key to what was missing.

There are still a lot of sword moves waiting to be discovered and changed by him, and he has enough time to explore and explore, which is a good start. He had also used the [Wind Bat Sword] technique before, but this time he took it a step further. He had read countless sword books, and although he didn't know how to cultivate them, he knew how sword cultivators cultivated them in the cultivation world.

Today's [Smoke Meteor] and [Diagonal Cut] made him suddenly realize that all sword moves need to be changed from the most basic sword moves. in order to adapt to the era of Yuanli.

That's his biggest takeaway tonight.

If it weren't for the sudden movement of the spirit, he would never have imagined that there was a sword move that could have such power without using Yuan Force.

He thought about perfecting this set of swordsmanship in the future, and he would get a resounding name.

As for now...... I don't want to move at all!

He lay on the ground and looked at the dark sky.

The fat man felt like he had a dream, and this dream was a bit long. He dreamed that he was swimming in the endless sea of magma, swimming and swimming, swimming and swimming, and he did not know how long, and he was still not out of the sea of fire.

He opened his eyes in a daze. Loulan's face, which was almost completely obscured by a mask, stood in front of him.

"Fatty, you're really amazing!" Lou Lan's tone was full of admiration, and her eyes flashed yellow: "The effect is very good." Fatty, congratulations, the fourth palace! It seems that the effect of dragon soup is related to how much you take at one time, well, Loulan has to write it down. Fat man, please rest assured, Loulan will definitely research a more powerful dragon soup!"

The fat man with a dazed face heard the word "dragon soup". His body shuddered uncontrollably, and he finally remembered what he had done before he lost consciousness.

When he reacted, he looked at Loulan's gaze as if he was looking at a devil. He shook his head dryly. Indignantly angry: "Loulan, I will never drink your soup again, I still want to live for a while." ”

"Why? Dragon soup is not toxic, although the effect will be attenuated. But it will still be very effective. You can improve the realm of fat people in a short time, and if you drink it again, you will definitely be able to reach the fifth house. Loulan's tone was firm.

Drink it again......

Thinking of the terrible experience just now. The fat man was trembling, and he wouldn't drink it a second time if he was killed.

At this moment, a man covered in blood stumbled in, Ai Hui saw the person clearly, and sat up in shock!

"Shopkeeper Li!"

Shopkeeper Li was covered in blood and crumbling, holding a bag in his arms. Seeing Ai Hui, Shopkeeper Li's empty eyes suddenly shone brightly: "Brother, ......"

By this time, he was already exhausted, and as soon as his feet were soft, he was about to plant forward.

Ai Hui jumped up from the ground, stepped forward with an arrow, and supported the shopkeeper Li. Then seeing that Shopkeeper Li was almost gnawed away, revealing Bai Sensen's back of bones, Ai Hui was silent in his heart.

"This is the rabbit arrow...... shopkeeper Li looked at Ai Hui, showing a miserable and apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I can't settle the bill for you......"

Shopkeeper Li's eyes widened, the last ray of brilliance dissipated, and his breath was gone.

Ai Hui held the shopkeeper Li and remained motionless, like a sculpture.

After a while, he came back to his senses, and there was no sadness on his face. With one free hand, he carefully removed the bag in Shopkeeper Li's arms, which contained twenty rabbit arrows. Putting the arrow on the ground, he picked up Shopkeeper Li and turned to walk deeper into the courtyard.

In a trance, Ai Hui seemed to return to the wilderness, watching his companions around him fall one by one. A deep sense of powerlessness and despair enveloped Ai Hui.

He started digging without saying a word, and when the fat man used to bury his other teammates, he never helped.

In fact, he and Shopkeeper Li are not close friends, everyone can only be regarded as business partners, and the dragon's spine fire in his hand can bring up a large piece of dirt every time.

But why do you feel sad?

There's nothing to be sad about, everyone will die, maybe the next one will be yourself, and I don't know who buried me when I die. Well, it's all the same when you're dead, there's no difference between being buried and being eaten by a blood beast.

After burying the shopkeeper Li, Ai Hui's mood returned to normal, and he was used to seeing life and death.

"Are you okay?" Shi Xueman walked up to him, with a hint of concern in her tone.

"It's fine. Ai Hui's expression was unusual.

Shi Xueman changed the topic: "Isn't it a little irresponsible for you to throw the students to me?"

Ai Hui asked rhetorically: "Why should I be responsible?"

Shi Xueman was amused by Ai Hui's rogue attitude: "So what you and the dean are talking nonsense?"

"I just promised them to follow. Ai Hui took it for granted: "If I am responsible, the dean needs to pay more price." ”

Shi Xueman couldn't cry or laugh, she stared at Ai Hui's eyes, she really couldn't imagine that the scoundrel guy in front of her and the Ai Hui who fought with them were the same person!

Well, in fact, it was the highlight performance of this guy in the past two days that confused the image of this guy in his heart.

The guy who helped a female classmate buy a single 150 yuan and asked others to pay it back......

owes 80 million to others and scolds others for losing money......

Loss! Money! Goods!

Three words floated in front of Shi Xueman's eyes, and the green tendons of the hand holding Yun Rantian were beating, and he couldn't wait to pierce three holes in the guy in front of him!

Impulsiveness is the devil...... That's what this guy is.

Shi Xueman, who calmed down, said coldly: "Don't say, you don't have any suggestions for them?"

"The advice is to try to survive. Ai Hui said nonsense with a serious face.

Shi Xueman didn't want to pay attention to Ai Hui anymore, so he simply said directly: "Zhijun will give it to me too." ”

"It's okay if she agrees. Ai Hui said indifferently, and then threw the blood-stained quiver to Sang Zhijun, and shouted: "Save it!"

Sang Zhijun caught it and solemnly replied: "I will!"

To be honest, the scene of Shopkeeper Li just now shocked her quite a lot.

Shi Xueman didn't look at Ai Hui and walked towards Sang Zhijun. She couldn't see through Ai Hui a little, and said that he was a scoundrel, twenty rabbit arrows, but he generously gave them to Sang Zhijun. Shi Xueman witnessed the process of Sang Zhijun buying rabbit arrows, and knew that rabbit arrows were expensive, and Sang Zhijun was reluctant to use them until the last moment.

Twenty sticks were given as they were given.

One hundred and fifty dollars of face money, but it is necessary to live or die...... What a strange guy.

Well, none of this matters, the important thing is to dare to say that she is a "money loser"!

Shi Xueman's every step was full of murderous aura.

The students, who were originally quite surprised by Ai Hui, all widened their eyes at this time and glared at Ai Hui angrily, obviously Ai Hui's indifferent answer just now angered them.

Faced with Shi Xueman's invitation, Sang Zhijun readily agreed. She is a smart girl, she is very clear about her position, she is now more of a supporting role, and she can play a greater role in the team.

"What a great girl!" the fat man, who had come to his senses, leaned over to Ai Hui and said in a low voice.

Ai Hui looked the fat man up and down twice: "Yes, Sigong, I got you something expensive!"

As soon as the fat man heard "expensive", his eyes lit up: "I know Ah Hui, you won't forget your own people!"

Ai Hui pointed to the half-human-tall vat in the courtyard: "Oh, a fire vat for fire repair." ”

The fat man's face suddenly showed joy when he heard the fire tank, which was one of the most commonly used weapons in fire repair. The fire vats are usually filled with earth fire magma, which can not only help the daily cultivation of fire cultivation, but also exert great power in battle.

"Fire Tank...... Isn't it a little too early?" The fat man rubbed his hands with bright eyes, embarrassed, and when he saw the half-human-high vat in the yard, his expression froze: "Ah Hui, what are you talking about this vat?"

The fat man was frightened by the volume of this tank, the [Fudo Mountain] heavy armor on his body, plus the iron and wood heavy shield, five or six hundred catties, no matter how you look at this big vat in front of him, there are also two hundred catties...... Here came another 300 catties of magma......

The fat man suddenly felt that his life was gloomy.

"Don't?" Ai Hui glanced at the fat man, and continued, "That's just right." The foundation of this fire vat was originally used to refine the Heavenly Soldiers, but it accidentally failed, it was too big, and I was worried about dragging you down for you. ”

As soon as the fat man heard that it was a material for the failure of refining heavenly soldiers, his little eyes lit up suddenly: "Yes! Who said no! It suits me too well! No one can use it except me." No wonder I look at the different materials of this tank......"

The fat man's whole face was almost attached to the outer wall of the fire tank, and he looked intoxicated, especially when he saw the inscription on the fire tank, he was even more excited.

A Yuan Xiu in the sky landed: "Who is Ai Hui?"

"I am. Ai Hui stepped forward.

"At six o'clock, please lead your team members on time to the intersection of Tingtao Street and Ming Wah Street. Your attack targets and serial numbers will be arranged. Latecomers are dealt with by military law. ”

Yuan Xiu's face was expressionless, and he announced the order without a trace of emotion, and hurriedly turned around and left.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and oppressive. (To be continued.) )