"Bloody hands?" Wen Susu repeated expressionlessly, but he was complaining in his heart, this nickname is vulgar!

"Yes, Senior Sister Wen, do you know why the group of the Bloody Hand ended the battle in the group stage so early?" But no matter how much he complained, the meaningful smile on the corner of Chuanxiong's mouth made Wen Susu feel a sudden in his heart.

"Could it be ......" Thinking of the Liancheng who fought with Jiuyin in the twenty-seven group he was in and the fate of another poor cannon fodder, Wen Susu could also guess a rough idea.

"Because as long as the players who have faced the stage with the bloody hand, each of them is seriously injured and can not fight again, and I heard that the bloody hand does not even give the other party a chance to admit defeat, almost every move is faster than the speed of the opponent to admit defeat, and what he is good at is to kill with one hit, the group he is in, among the ten people, there are only two people who can escape under his hands in the end, and those who have watched him fight will not change color when they mention him again, and the name of the bloody hand also comes from this." Although Chuanxiong still had a smile on his face, the tone of the narrative had become solemn, and when he said the last few words, Wen Susu felt a cool air rushing up his spine, making people shudder.

"What sect is he?" Such a person is actually her opponent in the first game of the knockout round, Wen Susu is not even entangled at all, anyway, he is a dead person, rather than worrying about what Hua Qianshu will do, it is better to fight with this bloody hand.

Seeing Wen Susu so calm, a trace of surprise flashed in Chuanxiong's eyes, "Senior Sister Wen, aren't you afraid?" ”

"I'm afraid, why aren't you afraid." Wen Susu was very honest about this kind of thing, "But no matter how much you are afraid, the matter has already been decided, so it is useless to be afraid, it is better to take advantage of the rest time of these two days to consider countermeasures." ”

"I came to tell you this news because I wanted you to admit defeat in advance and avoid this disaster, but now it seems that Senior Sister Wen doesn't seem to have such thoughts at all." Chuanxiong smiled and shook his head, "You are different from me, why are you so obsessed with the results of the sword test conference?" From my point of view, you don't care so much about fame and fortune. ”

“…… The outcome of the sword test may be just an opportunity for you to make a name for yourself, but for me, it is a matter of life. I can't tell you the specifics, but you know, there's no way I'm going to throw in the towel. Wen Susu said this with twelve points of firmness.

Chuanxiong looked at her for a while, and then he didn't ask again, "The bloody hand is a person from the Snow Gate, this is a little-known small sect, although they have also been invited by the four famous sects, but the four famous families have absolutely no special attention to the meaning of this sect, and the other people who participated in the conference with the same sect as the bloody hand have mediocre records, and it is really strange that a bloody hand was born out of thin air." ”

"You think it's weird, you mean?" Wen Susu didn't understand Chuanxiong's words.

"Senior Sister Wen, let's think about it for yourself." But Chuanxiong didn't mean to explain to her, just looked at the moonlight in the sky, "What about the appointment tonight?" ”

"I'll go, such an unlucky draw of such an opponent, no matter how much you try to deal with it, improving your cultivation is the right way." Although having said that, Wen Susu basically didn't have any hope for the yin and yang, but in her practice these days, she gradually discovered that she didn't know if she was close to heaven and earth when she cultivated at the meridian time, in short, it was indeed a little faster than the progress of cultivation at other times, so she wanted to keep the habit of cultivating at this meridian, and Chuanxiong was so kind to give her guidance, and she didn't have to use it in vain.

"I'll see you at the old place then." Chuanxiong was about to leave after saying this, but as soon as he took a step out, he turned back to Wen Susu as if he remembered something: "By the way, Senior Sister Wen, I didn't intend to disturb you and Senior Uncle Ling, why don't you ......go now?"

Wen Susu then remembered that there was still a matter of Lingzhi, but the matter was urgent, and now that the matter of the bloody hand was imminent, how could she still have the heart to care about Lingzhi, "Forget it, let's talk about it another day." She sighed helplessly.

“…… Then even if I say more. ”

Chuanxiong really left this time, and Liuwen Susu was alone in the same place looking at the galaxy in the sky, in a daze, bloody hands, and the snow gate...... What if she did lose at his hands?

Early the next morning, when Wen Susu was exercising in the courtyard, she saw a person who surprised her.

"Little Sister Wen."

This familiar way of calling Wen Susu, who was engrossed in the fan in her hand, was stunned, she looked back in amazement, and saw that the person who was sitting in the corridor behind her bathed in the morning light was indeed a seriously injured Tianhua who had just recovered, she looked at Tiankui with a hearty smile as before, not really, suddenly there was a feeling of great nostalgia.

"Brother Ranium." These four words, when I said it, were a little like a world away. "Senior brother, can you get out of bed already?"

"Uncle Xiao, he is not allowed, so don't tell him." Tiankui winked at her, and Wen Susu also found that his face was still very pale, but Wen Susu, who had passed through modern society, felt that it was not a good thing to stay on the sickbed for a long time, so he did not persuade Tiankui to "sneak away".

Anyway, Tianhua's injury was also caused by her, so now that he can slowly recover, Wen Susu is still sincerely happy. She put away her posture and walked to Tiankui and sat down, but she didn't know what to say to Tiankui, so there was nothing to say between the two for a while. It was Tiankui, seeing that she was beside her with her head hanging down and her eyebrows lowered, she suddenly smiled, "By the way, junior sister Wen, I haven't personally thanked you for picking up the clouds for me." Cloud piercing was built for me by my father before I started when I was thirteen years old, and it has been with me for almost 20 years, so it means a lot more to me. Hehe, it's just that now the gun is broken, if my father knew, I don't know if he would slap my head and scold me for being useless. ”

“…… Isn't Cloud Piercing a Spiritual Weapon? Wen Susu was surprised, you must know that the artifacts used by immortal cultivators are divided into two types: spiritual weapons and magic weapons, magic weapons are artificial, and spiritual weapons are natural, but no matter what kind of utensils, the basic materials of the utensils must be the crystallization of absorbing the essence of heaven and earth in this world after time and experience, so the stone, steel, silk, silk, etc. that the cultivators talk about are absolutely different from the concepts understood by ordinary mortals. It is estimated that her aura will be destroyed once she endures. But now listening to Tiankui's tone, his father probably won't be a person on the path of cultivation, so the Cloud Piercing created by his father ......

"No, it's just an ordinary iron gun." And Tiankui's answer made Wen Susu, who was still extremely speechless even if he had some psychological preparation, an ordinary iron gun, he had used this weapon for almost twenty years? That is to say, every time he fights, at least in order to ensure that this gun is not broken by the opponent's aura, he has to pay the aura to fight against it, and this aura must be very accurate, neither more nor less, if he can't withstand his aura, he has to break it first, and if he is less, he can't match his opponent...... It seems that the strength of the sunflower is much stronger than she imagined?

"Senior Brother Ranium...... You really don't know what to say...... I decided to look up to you from today onwards. So in the end, Wen Susu came to such a conclusion.

Tiankui was amused by Wen Susu's appearance, but he just laughed twice, probably involving a wound that was not yet healed, and he crooked his mouth in pain, so he had to restrain his expression again, "However, I still lost, and it was a complete defeat." ”

Wen Susu looked at him brightly, but he couldn't hide the gloomy expression in his eyes, and he wanted to comfort but didn't know where to speak, "If it wasn't for piercing the clouds but with a spiritual weapon......

"I'm still going to lose." Tianhua interrupted her with a smile, "After fighting him, you can understand where his level is, just like you said, now I can only look up to him." He clenched his right hand out of thin air, and seemed to make a gesture of holding a gun, "Piercing clouds can't be used anymore, I may really need to find a weapon to take advantage of, little sister Wen, I heard that you have a little friendship with Xiangyi, I want to ask you to invite him to fight on my behalf, and when I practice for another ten years, I will definitely ask him to get this account back!" ”

“…… Okay, I'll bring the message for you. Wen Susu looked at his expression and nodded slowly but firmly.

Seeing her agree, the melancholy in Tiankui's expression disappeared immediately, he changed his words, and said to Wen Susu again, "By the way, I haven't congratulated Junior Sister Wen for breaking into the second half of the sword trial conference, she is really a heroine among women, but I am impressed." ”

And Tiankui's compliment only made Wen Susu pull the corners of her mouth slightly, if it was yesterday, she might have rejoiced in this matter, but now there is a mountain called Bloody Hand that has not seen her true face pressed on top of her head, and when she heard him mention this matter, Wen Susu was only melancholy, "Senior Brother Tiankui praised it falsely." ”

"What's wrong?" Her expression like this makes Tianhua very strange.

“…… My next battle will be a bitter battle. Wen Susu didn't elaborate, but just like that, it was enough for Tianhua to understand.

"Bitter fighting? If you have not yet fought, how can you stop their suffering? Tiankui's question made Wen Susu stunned.

"Because ......" She couldn't tell the rest of the content just because she said these two words, and Tiankui saw her like this, and rubbed the hair on the top of her head with a smile.

"Junior Sister Wen, you still don't know what the most important thing is when you embark on the path of cultivation. Cultivating the truth and seeking the Tao, things are against the sky, we have no way to retreat from the beginning of this step, we can only move forward, so no matter whether the road ahead is full of thorns or not, how difficult and dangerous it is, we can only go on like this. Junior Sister Wen, although you have also entered the path of cultivation, in my opinion, you are still like people outside of us, and there is only one thing you lack, that is, faith. ”

“…… Belief? ”

"That means you don't have any intention of winning. Those who cultivate the truth, who do not have some thoughts and thoughts, whether they seek immortality, make a name for themselves, or look down on all sentient beings, can only work hard for it. And you have a reason not to lose when you fight, but that's just a reason, not a belief...... Do you understand what I said? ”

“…… Got it. It's just that although she understands, she can't suddenly find any so-called beliefs, she is just forced to come here, forced to cultivate immortals, forced to win, Wen Susu smiled bitterly in her heart, she only now understands where she is different from Tiankui, but this gap is probably something she can't make up.