At that time, Zhou Laosan was defeated in the first battle, but it was both a good and a bad thing for these famous and decent families, the good thing is that everyone is only thinking about how to kill the people in the Demon Sect first, and the bad thing is that the Hengshan Sword Sect has really lost a lot of face, this battle, Zhou Laosan is afraid that it will be hyped by Zuo Zhong for a hundred and eighty years in the future, and the Hengshan Sword Sect will inevitably fall into a cloud like "vain fame, strong outside, strong in the middle" and the like.

Zuo Zhong inevitably sighed a little, in this case, Ping Sihai was still surprisingly calm at this time, neither blaming Zhou Laosan, nor immediately taking action to save face for the Hengshan Sword Sect, and in the eyes of everyone, it was very strange, as if this Ping Sihai had nothing to do with the Hengshan Sword Sect.

All of a sudden, no one in the famous and decent family made any more moves, and it turned to a boil, and many people muttered.

"Hengshan Sword Sect is cowardly?"

One person asked quietly by pulling the sleeve of the same door next to him.

"Ten years ago, Ping Sihai became a master of the Five Realms, and now ten years have passed, and the cultivation is definitely not the same, this shouldn't be!"

"Could it be that the Hengshan Sect has other plans?"

"It must be so, you see that our senior brother is also standing still, let's wait. ”

The man nodded and said, "Well, just wait." ”

Xia Fan looked around, and suddenly was stared at coldly by so many pairs of eyes, and he didn't feel comfortable with it, and he wanted to talk to someone for no reason to relieve the embarrassment. He thought that he was indeed too attention-grabbing, and in a blink of an eye, he found that he and everyone in the Hall of Eternal Life were surrounded in the middle of the open space, and he was really ambushed and embattled on all sides, and he really couldn't figure out that so many people in the Hall of Eternal Life were just trying to protect themselves, but he couldn't talk about acquaintance with these "righteous people". Feeling doubtful in his heart, he quickly approached Cao Jiusi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

At this moment, Cao Jiusi was holding his cheek with one hand, staring at the good brother madman who was out of the limelight, his robe was half wrapped, and an extremely gorgeous blanket was spread under him at some point, with a lazy and romantic expression. After a little calm, he had already noticed that someone was approaching him, and when he looked back, it was the "little madman" in his mouth, and he motioned to his subordinate brothers to make a way so that Xia Fan could get closer.

Cao Jiusi squinted his eyes and saw Xia Fan with a questioning face, smiled slightly, and asked, "Little brother, is there something wrong?"

Xia Fan was used to being straightforward, and asked as soon as he opened his mouth: "Uncle, why do you want to protect me?"

Cao Jiusi was suddenly stunned by Xia Fan's uncle's call, Zhang Mazi was angry, and immediately shouted: "Boy, this is our Cao Protector." ”

Xia Fan looked at this pockmark tremblingly, and thought, how ugly! But he still sighed, and changed his words: "Cao Protector, ...... of you?" Before he finished speaking, Cao Jiusi pointed at the madman and interjected: "It's not me, it's him." ”

"Why?" Xia Fan followed Cao Jiusi's expectations, but he was a madman, and he was even more puzzled at the moment, and he really couldn't remember what fate he had with this madman, and he didn't even say a few words to him.

And Cao Jiusi was not in a hurry to answer Xia Fan, he just grabbed a handful of snow on the ground, and waited for the snow to melt quickly in the palm of his hand, and then slowly spoke: "You see that this snow melts quickly in the palm of your hand, do you know why?"

Although Xia Fan is a scumbag, he still understands the simple truth of physics in the second year of junior high school, and without thinking about it at the moment, he said: "The temperature of the human hand is higher than the temperature of the snow, and the heat transfer occurs between them, so that the temperature of the snow reaches the melting point, so the snow melts in the palm of the hand." ”

Cao Jiusi was stunned and said in surprise: "What are you talking about?"

Xia Fan was surprised: "Didn't you ask me why the snow melts in the palm of my hand?"

This professional answer made Cao Jiusi stunned for a while, and he was really helpless, Cao Jiusi couldn't say the rest of the words, and said lightly: "When I didn't say ......"

"Isn't what I said right?" Xia Fan was anxious, such a professional answer should not be wrong, although he is a scumbag, but this kind of question is too simple.

Cao Jiusi heard "melting point, heat transfer" for the first time, and was immediately confused, how did he know if it was right, so he had to laugh awkwardly: "Yes... Right......"

I really can't talk about it anymore.

At this time, the madman had already returned triumphantly, with a steady pace, long hair fluttering, but naked and topless, quite chic and uninhibited, the full moon scimitar in his hand had obviously been put away, and the meteor strode towards Xia Fan.

Since Xia Fan already knew that it was a madman who wanted to protect him, he couldn't help but ask for an understanding. However, when he suddenly saw the madman's dress, he still asked: "Uncle madman, aren't you cold in this ice and snow?"

was stunned by Xia Fan's cold question, and the madman was stunned, but he still said lightly: "I didn't feel much at first, but when you asked, I felt a little colder." ”

Xia Fan touched his head, smiled awkwardly, and asked bluntly: "Uncle Madman, I heard Cao Protector say that you want to save me, why?"

"Not why. ”

The madman replied lightly, sat down heavily on the ground, took out the gourd, and took a few sips of it. Raising the gourd, he asked Xia Fan, "Do you drink it?"

Xia Fan didn't like to drink alcohol, especially liquor, but since he was a madman, he couldn't refuse, so he took the gourd, only took a sip, and grinned with spicy teeth.

The madman frowned, took the gourd, and said, "I don't like you very much." ”

Seeing the madman's natural expression, Xia Fan praised from the bottom of his heart: "Uncle Madman, just now I saw you beat that Zhou Laosan up, you are really amazing." ”

The madman squinted at Xia Fan, and didn't like Xia Fan's praise, with some displeasure on his face, he said casually: "It's just a Zhou Laosan." ”

Xia Fan saw that there was a sea of people around him, and they were all eyeing everyone in the Hall of Eternal Life, and a bloody sword mark was added to the madman's shoulder, and he couldn't help but worry again: "Uncle Madman, we are all surrounded, aren't you worried?"

The madman took another sip of wine, groaned happily, simply turned his head away, no longer looked at Xia Fan, and said, "I'm worried, if you fight hard, you just take care of yourself, and you can escape down the mountain if you have the chance, you know?"

Xia Fan pursed his lips and said reluctantly: "I won't run away." ”

Zhang Mazi interjected angrily: "If the crazy brother tells you to get out, you can get out quickly, don't grind and chirp here, and make trouble." ”

The madman turned around and glared at Zhang Mazi fiercely, and said, "Shut up." ”

Zhang Mazi was extremely unwilling to lower his head, sulking alone, and simply wiped his blood-colored long knife by himself.

The madman said lightly: "Let you go, you go, remember, you don't have to thank me, and you don't have to remember me." ”

Xia Fan was anxious and shouted: "You fight with these people for me, how can I escape by myself? I won't escape by myself, it's a big deal that you just hand me over to them, if you want to go, you should go, you don't have to fight with them for me." ”