"Dog gangs? What kind of gang is this, why haven't I heard of it? Zhang Kui was puzzled.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, because ......"

Jiang Qingyu stopped and kicked at Zhang Kui gently, and Zhang Kui suddenly fell into the big pit in front of him that was covered by leaves.

Before he could do it, a sack covered his face, obscuring his vision.

The sound of rustling footsteps came into my ears, and several people fell into the deep pit in a row, followed by overwhelming punches and kicks!

Jiang Qingyu kicked Zhang Kui's key parts wildly, pinched his nose and made his voice unrecognizable, and learned from the villain and said with a cruel smile: "Truly, because the dog gang has just been established today, it is you who is beating the dog!" Idiot! ”

After a cup of tea, the four of them dragged an indescribable mass out of the pit.

Jiang Qingyu patted the ash on his hand, and kicked the humanoid thing with his toes: "Throw it back?" ”

Luo Heng's eyes were cold, "No, throwing it back like this will make people suspicious." ”

Zhou Shuning, who has always been gentle and caring, raised her little hand at this time: "It's okay, I brought Huanyan Dan and Fading Qingsan, we don't have to fight hard, these pills can be recovered, and there will be no traces." ”

Luo Heng sneered: "Heh, it's really cheap for him." ”

Song Shu saw that the sky had begun to darken, and reminded: "Let's restore him to his original state first." ”

Zhou Shuning hurriedly took two doses of fierce medicine, and all the injuries on Zhang Kui's body immediately recovered, and there was no sign of being beaten.

Fill in all the traces on the ground, and then move Zhang Kui to the other side of the forest in the mountain, feed a Awakening Sultan, and the four will flash people.

After a while, Zhang Kui woke up, his hands stretched out in the air for a while, and then covered his face, neck and chest, kicked his feet on the ground wildly, and just lay on the ground Gu Yong, roaring in his mouth: "Ahhhh Stop it! Stop it! Don't- huh? ”

It didn't seem to be a fist or kick on his body, he sat up sharply and patted his chest, it didn't hurt.

Pat the thigh, it doesn't hurt.

Finally, he reached out and leaned down, and it was okay, okay, still there.

Was it a dream just now?

No way!

He looked around vigilantly, there was no one, no big pits in the ground, and no sacks.

He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

There is still a residual smell of medicine in his mouth, so the other party tied him up and beat him, and then cured him again?

Made, be sick!

spat on the thick phlegm on the ground, Zhang Kui crossed his hands on his waist, and his whole body was fine, but the beating in his memory yesterday made his flesh hurt very much.

Thinking of Raushzi Yumei, it is another mouthful of thick phlegm, and I don't believe in the invitation of the little lady anymore, it's terrible!

There was no substantial injury, and after thinking about it, I didn't lose much if I thought about it.

The single-celled Zhang Kui chose to forget about the beating last night, patted his buttocks, and got up to go back to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

……

……

"Elder Su Ling, how are his injuries?"

Seeing that Su Ling Zhenren finished taking the pulse, put down Gu Zhizhou's hand, and the group retreated to the door, Luo Heng immediately asked.

Su Ling frowned, shook his head when he heard the words, and replied in a tactful tone: "I'm afraid he won't be able to participate in the next game." ”

Jiang Qing was surprised, and he really started lightly last night.

"There won't be any after-effects, will it?"

"No, he is injured in the bones, as long as he rests well, he will be able to recover in less than a month."

Luo Heng let out a breath of turbidity and said restrainedly: "That's good." ”

Seeing off Su Ling Zhenren, the four of them entered the house and sat with Gu Zhizhou for a while.

"What, you don't have to participate in the next competition, uh! No, I can't participate?? ”

"What a pity......"

Gu Zhizhou couldn't hide the joy on his face, he said with a smile: "Oh, don't be too sad, I'm not good!" ”

"Look, look! There is neither an arm nor a leg, except that I can't get out of bed, and I can't get better! ”

Luo Heng glanced at him and didn't want to reply, Jiang Qingyu pinched the middle of the people, and said that Gu Zhizhou's optimism at some time was really suffocating.

On the contrary, Song Shu took Zhou Shuning's hand, looking stern as a brother, and said: "Zhizhou, don't treat your health as child's play!" ”

Song Shu has only been good for a long time, although he can fight and jump, Gu Zhizhou always subconsciously feels that Song Shu is still weak.

In the face of his education, Gu Zhizhou didn't dare to make a mistake, so he resignedly: "I know, I know, I must drink the medicine and get up from the bed as soon as possible!" ”

"Oh, it's almost noon, you guys go to the ring! Let me lie alone in bed and be quiet! ”

Song Shu warned again and again: "Then you remember to drink medicine!" ”

"Remember, let's go! Go Ang! ”

Gu Zhizhou waved his hand, retracted into the quilt like a loach, and wrapped himself into a cicada chrysalis, leaving only two bright eyes looking at the four people at the door, and the urging in his eyes was not too obvious.

After Luo Heng, Jiang Qing, Yu and Zhou Shuning went out, Song Shu reluctantly closed the door for him, and instructed: "Then you have a good rest." ”

"Uh-huh!" Gu Zhizhou's chick nodded in a rice-pecking style.

……

……

The draw table next to the ring has been set up for a while.

Tang Yuan symbolically came over and drew a lot, number six.

His brow furrowed.

"Got a problem?"

Seeing his expression, Jiang Qingyu moved to his side and asked suspiciously.

Tang Yuan was expressionless: "The third scene only came to me, it's too slow." ”

All right.

In the past two days, she has not seen the shadow of her senior brother, except for the competition and the draw.

Jiang Qingyu was a little curious, and blinked her apricot eyes, "Senior brother, have you been busy with something lately?" ”

Tang Yuan's face froze and shook his head: "No." ”

Oh?

There is a problem~

Jiang Qingyu squinted her eyes, carefully observing Tang Yuan's movements and expressions, nervous, restrained, this kind of expression she could actually see from the face of the fourth senior brother one day!

Interesting, really interesting!

Jiang Qingyu bent his eyebrows, did not pierce his discomfort, and turned around to go to the lottery table of the Yuan Infant Stage to draw lots.

As always, as good luck, the bold number 17 on the slip of paper is particularly eye-catching.

Jiang Qingyu silently put the note into his sleeve and dived in the crowd, listening to everyone talk about the mysterious bye.

"Insider! Definitely the insider! ”

"Can this mysterious man who has a bye from the first round to the third round show up?"

"Impossible! When pigs fly! Isn't he really Tiandao's own son or daughter? ”

"Miserable and miserable, there are really people who rely on luck to lie down in the third round of the big competition, is this a distortion of human nature or a moral degradation!"

"Son of Luck, terrifying!"

"Although I know that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is a fair and just sect, at this moment, I really have to doubt the fairness of its big competition!"

"Fellow Daoist! I've got you covered! ”

Jiang Qingyu listened to the discussions of the gods from all walks of life, and quietly tightened his little vest.

Was her luck really good?

Well, it does seem to be a little bit ......

Thank you, Heavenly Dao Dad......