In the middle of the night, Ling Zhan finished his cultivation. The wind was lying comfortably on the bed behind Ling Zhan, his small body lying together regularly, obviously he was falling asleep at this time.

Maybe it's because the wind is his first demon beast clone, so Ling Zhan only takes the wind with him on weekdays.

Ling Zhan put on a piece of clothing, and then walked out of the room.

Pushing open the door, a watery chill hit his face, making Ling Zhan shiver.

At this time, the surrounding area was quiet and terrible, and even the sounds of insects and birds had disappeared.

Ling Zhan took a long breath and was immediately refreshed.

Something is wrong!

Ling Zhan carefully looked at the situation around him, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

You know, if it was usual, since everyone would be able to cultivate, the lights in the rooms of the rest of the people should be on, but now the rooms of the three people are pitch black, and there is no light at all!

Did they sleep?

Ling Zhan shook his head, under the induction of his spiritual power, there was no one in those three rooms at all, which meant that they didn't come back at all!

If the brute tiger didn't come back, Ling Zhan still knew the reason, after all, he had experienced such a battle, he should have been taken by Ouyang Ping somewhere to recuperate, and it was impossible to return to this place at all!

But what about the other three? Are they also recuperating from their injuries?

How is that possible?

Unless they showed the potential to move Elder Ouyang Ping, Ouyang Ping would never interfere in the competition of the outer disciples!

Suddenly, Ling Zhan couldn't help but shudder!

A thought flashed through his head. Could it be that the three of them have died in the ring?

As time passed, Ling Zhan felt more and more that his guess was correct.

Although the strength of that swordsman is good, it is similar to the strength of some elite disciples in the top rankings, if he is unlucky, he encounters an opponent who restrains his strength, it is very likely to be killed in the ring! And the other two, Ling Zhan is even more unfamiliar with them, but Ling Zhan knows that their strength is even worse than that of a swordsman. If they don't want to challenge the elite disciples, there is a high chance that they will be killed!

Were they really killed in the ring?

Ling Zhan was taken aback by his thoughts.

This is only the first day of the competition between the outer disciples, and the seeds of three core disciples have been killed?

After layers of selection, among the five people who were finally selected, except for Ling Zhan who was unscathed, three were killed and one was seriously injured! The probability of such casualties was too great! Not to mention the other new disciples, I don't know what their casualties were.

The quiet night made Ling Zhan feel a chill. I also felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, although I was not very familiar with those people, but after all, I had lived together for half a month, getting along with each other day and night, and each other was already familiar with each other's existence, but now that three people had been killed in the blink of an eye, Ling Zhan inevitably had a trace of sadness.

Looking up at the starry sky, countless stars flickered brightly and darkly, as if countless eyes were watching themselves.

At this time, Ling Zhan only felt extremely bored in his heart, and then found a jar of old wine from the kitchen, and sat down directly against a big tree regardless of whether the ground was dirty or not.

Tearing open the sealing mud, a mellow aroma of wine suddenly came out of the jar, Ling Zhan's eyes lit up, and he secretly said good wine!

Ling Zhan was not a good drinker, but for some reason, he had the idea of drinking happily today.

Grabbing the wine jar and sending it to his mouth, the amber wine ran down Ling Zhan's throat and swallowed it, not spilling a single bit.

Suddenly, a mellow aroma flowed through Ling Zhan's chest and abdomen, but then this aroma turned spicy, and that feeling, as if his body was being scorched by a raging fire, his body was warm, and the cold of the night seemed to be expelled.

Call!

Ling Zhan let out a puff of wine, two blushes appeared on his cheeks, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

Until the end, Ling Zhan didn't even know how much wine he had drunk and how he got back to his room.

When he woke up the next day, he found that he was already lying on his bed, and when he looked at his body, his clothes were intact, and the wind was long gone.

As soon as he got up, Ling Zhan's face was a little ugly.

I don't know how much alcohol he drank, and a burst of headaches invaded Ling Zhan's brain, making him frown!

At this moment, Ouyang Ping walked into Ling Zhan's room and said, "Awake?"

Ling Zhan rubbed his somewhat swollen head and said, "Elder Ouyang, you sent me back to my room last night?"

Ouyang Ping snorted and said, "Of course it's me, if it weren't for me patrolling here last night, I'm afraid you would have slept and died outside! ”

Ling Zhan nodded to Ouyang Ping and said, "Thank you, Elder." ”

Ouyang Ping waved his hand and said, "Forget it, but what's the matter with you? Aren't you usually a drinker? Why did you start drinking too much last night?"

Ling Zhan said, "Elder Ouyang, are the three people who live with me dead?"

Hearing Ling Zhan's question, Ouyang Ping's complexion changed, and he said, "You already know?"

Ling Zhan's heart sank, it seemed that they had really been killed. Although Ling Zhan had already guessed the result, but after all, it was a guess, Ling Zhan still had a bit of luck in his heart, maybe they were seriously injured like the brute tigers, maybe they were recuperating somewhere!

Now that he knew the outcome of the matter, Ling Zhan's face also became a little ugly.

Seeing Ling Zhan's face, Ouyang Ping had already guessed the reason why Ling Zhan was drinking at night, Ouyang Ping said: "The annual outer disciple qualifying competition is the time when the mortality rate of the outer disciple is the highest, every day at this time, except for the top ten core disciples, any outer disciple may die in the competition! Look at the point, this kind of thing is very normal in the outer gate, if you want to survive in the outer gate, then you have to be stronger than others, stronger than everyone!"

Ling Zhan nodded and said, "Elder Ouyang, what about the rest, how are they?"

Elder Ouyang smiled slightly and said, "Maybe it was the bloody battle that scared them, but there weren't a few people on stage to challenge yesterday, so they were still alive and well." ”

Ling Zhan snorted and said, "By the way, how is the brute tiger?"

Hearing this question, the expression on Ouyang Ping's face became entangled again, and he said with a depressed face: "There is nothing wrong with the injuries on the surface of the brute tiger's body, after taking the medicine, it will soon be able to recover, but ......"

Ling Zhan said, "What, does he still have any internal injuries?"

Ouyang Ping nodded and said, "I don't know how this kid did it, the muscles and veins in his body are on the verge of collapse." In this case, if he uses his true qi once, he will immediately become a waste!"

Ling Zhan exclaimed, "So strict?"

Ouyang Ping said depressedly: "That's right, this kind of injury, there is no way to treat it with ordinary medicines, for the sake of today, I can only let him recuperate, and it is estimated that it will take half a year to recover!"

Ling Zhan said: "But now the barbarian tiger should already be a new core disciple, according to common sense, he should be defended, I think there should be many people who will challenge him today!"

Ouyang Ping nodded and said, "Yesterday, the Brute Tiger and Lan Hua fought and both lost, this is what everyone saw, so there are many people who want to fish in troubled waters! ”

Ling Zhanqi said: "Give up the identity of the core disciple? Lan Hua has become a waste, naturally he will no longer be a core disciple, and the barbarian tiger has also given up the identity of the core disciple, isn't that core disciple no one to claim it?"

Ouyang Ping said with a smile: "This is a normal thing, counting you, don't you still have ten core disciples now?"

Suddenly, Ling Zhan's brows furrowed, and his head became groggy.

Seeing Ling Zhan's appearance, Ouyang Ping shook his head and said, "Now you know what it's like to be drunk!

As he spoke, he handed Ling Zhan a small porcelain vase.

Ling Zhan said, "What is this?"

Ouyang Ping said: "Good thing, hangover cure." No matter how much you drink, as long as you eat such a one, you will be refreshed immediately!"

Looking at the expression on Ouyang Ping's face, Ling Zhan smiled secretly in his heart: Why is this so like selling strong pills on the street!

He took the porcelain vase and threw a black pill from it, and in an instant, a foul smell emanated from the surface of this pill, causing Ling Zhan's stomach to tumble for a while.

Ling Zhan moved the porcelain vase away from him and said, "What is this, why does it stink so much?"

At this time, Ouyang Ping had already left Ling Zhan's room, and Ouyang Ping said with a smile: "Don't care if he stinks or not, as long as he can cure the disease, it will be a good medicine! Okay, Ling Zhan, hurry up and eat this pill, and then let's go to the ring! With yesterday's battle, I am afraid that there are many challengers today." ”

Ling Zhan pinched the black pill, his brows furrowed and he could almost wring out water.

Forget it, die or die!

Ling Zhan closed his eyes, turned his heart sideways, and threw the black pill directly into his mouth.

Strange to say, when the black pill entered his mouth, it turned into a cold breath, and then burrowed into his chest and abdomen. In an instant, I became refreshed, and the headache caused by alcoholism and hangover disappeared in an instant!

Ling Zhan stood up and shook his head a few times, sure enough, there was no longer that drowsy feeling, this medicinal effect was too amazing!

A hint of joy flashed in Ling Zhan's eyes, and he immediately hid the small porcelain vase carefully, this is a rare good thing, with him, he is not afraid of getting drunk in the future.

When Ling Zhan walked out of the room, Ouyang Ping smiled and said, "How about it, the effect is good!"

Ling Zhan nodded and said, "The effect is good, but what is this thing made of? Why does it smell so bad." ”

Ouyang Ping patted Ling Zhan's shoulder and said with a smile: "Forget it, don't ask this question, I'm sure you will never want to know this answer." ”