The entire continent knew that as a closed disciple of the head of the Lishan Sword Sect, Qijian was very young, but his realm was extremely high, and his thinner body also had extremely strong strength, but along the way, he saw it very clearly, if he wanted to talk about willpower and true combat effectiveness, he was far from being as good as this wolf clan boy.

Among the younger generation of cultivators, the wolf clan boy who folded his sleeves was very famous, not slightly weaker than the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God, and even sometimes covered the light of the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God, and was compared with Xu Yourong by a proud person like Tang Thirty-six, as the real object to be surpassed, because ...... He lives on the snowy plains and has faced demons for many years.

In those years, the folding sleeves were very small, and he failed to break through the realm and seclusion, and he did not have the protection of the sect master, but he kept hunting the demon clan under the cover of the wind and snow, but he was able to live until now, just by virtue of this fact, it is enough to show that he is amazing, in the Lishan Sword Sect, Qijian and the senior brothers occasionally talked about this matter, and they couldn't understand how he survived.

Before Folding Sleeves appeared in Kyoto to participate in the Great Dynasty Examination, people's impression of this wolf boy was that he was cold and easy to kill, thinking that this was the most important reason why he could survive until now, until this time he came to Zhou Yuan and fled with him, and Nanami finally understood why he was able to survive on that snowfield, because Folding Sleeves was really like a wolf surviving.

There are countless powerful demon beasts in this world, and there are more magical higher creatures like the dragon clan, wolves living in the wilderness, in contrast, there is nothing too special in terms of strength and bloodline, but the wolf is the most patient, the most persevering, the most cautious, and the most sensitive to danger in the world.

Folded Sleeves is a hybrid of humans and demon wolf clans, and has been expelled from the tribe since he was a child, sadly losing the terrifying possibility of collective combat, but this has forced him to promote the ability required by the wolf clan to fight alone to some kind of unimaginable Cheng dù, sensitive to danger, even more than the state clergyman's deduction of the unknown with the horoscope.

Looking at the face with folded sleeves, Shichima's mood became heavier and sadder, thinking that if it wasn't for saving himself, no matter how powerful the demon general couple were, he should have a chance to escape at that time, where would it be like now, Peacock Ling's toxin made him unable to see, and he was forced to enter this grassland of death.

"I'm sorry......" He retracted his gaze, looked at the placket embroidered by the master on the front of his shirt, and whispered, "I am the one who dragged you down." ”

He folded his sleeves and closed his eyes and meditated on pranayama, as if he was asleep, as if he had not heard what he said.

This made Shichima even more sad, but also somewhat comforting, because he knew that Folding Sleeves must have heard.

However, just when he thought that the folded sleeves would continue to be silent, he suddenly heard a voice: "Since you know this, remember to add money after you go out." ”

The folded sleeves seemed to be really sleeping, as if this sentence was not said by himself, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised, as if he was laughing.

In the treacherous snowfield, no expression is the best cover when fighting, so he rarely smiles, and rarely anyone has ever seen his smile.

Now there is no fighting, and he can't see, so even he doesn't think about it, and laughs to himself.

Seeing his smile, Shichima was stunned, nodded vigorously, mumbled, and then laughed happily as well.

It's just that the smile can't last, because they are still in this grassland, and his love will soon fall as the sun in the grassland gets higher and higher.

The history of Zhou Yuan has been hundreds of years, there are at least more than ten batches, tens of millions of human cultivators who have passed through the secluded realm have come here, under the temptation of the inheritance of the strongest man in the continent, driven by the legend of the sword pool, I don't know how many cultivators have ventured into this grassland, but no one has ever come out alive.

Those cultivators of the previous generation, regardless of their realm strength or will, were not necessarily weaker than him and his folded sleeves.

After walking into this grassland, they had only encountered a few groups of demon beasts, and it was obvious that the real danger of this grassland had not yet been revealed, but they had already felt a lot of strange places. In this grassland, which is called the sun never sets, the sun really does not sink below the horizon, and according to the calculation of the water bottle, after night, the sun will turn into a halo and walk slowly around the grassland.

Moreover, the space in this grassland seems to be distorted, and there is a faint pattern in it, but it cannot be observed and grasped through guò, and there are turquoise weeds as far as the eye can see, so there is no direction at all. There is no direction, there is no way out, and the people who walk into this grassland seem to be walking in it forever, encountering more and more, more and more powerful demon beasts, until one day they finally die of exhaustion.

What's more, he is now seriously injured and unable to move, and his eyes with folded sleeves can't see, so how long can they last?

Shichima lowered his head and looked at the blood stain on his lower abdomen, his mood became more and more depressed, and he said sadly, "I don't understand why. ”

Folding his sleeves knew that what he said didn't understand, it was not this grassland, but people's hearts.

The inner disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect have always been extremely close to each other, and under the leadership of Akiyama-kun and Gou Hanshi, they are like family. As the little junior brother of the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God, Qijian has always been extremely loved, and deep in his heart, he also treats the senior brothers as his own brothers, but who would have thought that Liang Xiaoxiao, the third senior brother who usually takes the most care of him in Lishan, would actually stab him by the lake, and he stabbed him so ruthlessly!

Liang Xiaoxiao's sword directly pierced his lower abdomen, shattered several of his meridians, and broke his heart even more. From yesterday to this time, even when he was in a trance because of his serious injuries, he was thinking about this question, and he wanted to ask his third senior brother, what was this qiē?

In the thatched hut of the Heavenly Book Tomb, Folding Sleeves had seen with his own eyes the relationship between the disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect, and how those people took care of and loved Qijian, so he could understand Qijian's mood at this time, and he could clearly feel his loss and sadness, but he didn't know how to comfort him, and said after a moment of silence: " I don't know why he killed you, and I don't really understand the relationship between you fellow disciples, because I've been living alone since I can remember, I don't think everything in the world needs a reason, I value the result more, so you just need to remember that if he wants to kill you, then he is your enemy, no longer your brother. ”

Folding Sleeves is a celebrity, his story has spread widely on the mainland, many people know that he is a hybrid of the human race and the demon wolf clan, he was expelled from the tribe at a very young age, and grew up alone in the wind and snow. Shichima raised his head to look at him, and suddenly felt that his figure was a little lonely, looking very pitiful, and suddenly forgot his sadness, gave birth to a lot of sympathy and pity, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

Shichima didn't know why he did this, and said, "It's different now. ”

He folded his sleeves and tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes and asked, "What's the difference?"

Shichima wanted to say that now I am sitting next to you, and you are no longer alone, but you are a little shy and nervous and can't speak, so you can say instead: "Because...... You went to the Anglican Academy?"

Folding his sleeves thought that the bear had indeed invited him to enter the National Education College, but he did not agree.

The reason why he traveled from the snow field to Kyoto to participate in the Great Imperial Examination was because he knew that Chen Changsheng solved the problem of using the blood of the demon clan to practice human exercises for His Royal Highness Luoluo, and that problem was somewhat similar to the problem he faced, as he grew older and his realm increased, his bloodline became stronger and stronger, and the number of whims would become more and more, maybe he would die at any time, and he needed Chen Changsheng to help him heal his illness and continue his life.

If Chen Changsheng could cure his illness, he would naturally leave Kyoto and return to the snowfield. It's just that those are things in the future, and now in front of Qijian, he didn't say that now that the sun never sets on the grassland, it is very likely that there will be no future, so why make this seriously injured little guy even more sad? He said: "The National Education Academy...... Yes, it's just that the rich man surnamed Tang is a little annoying, so I haven't made a decision yet. ”

"Well, I also think Tang Tang is very annoying, but Chen Changsheng is not bad, speaking of which, in the courtyard of the palace, we sometimes discuss, if there is no marriage contract, maybe our Lishan Sword Sect can also live in peace with your National Education Academy, we can be friends with Chen Changsheng, you ...... You can also be friends with me. ”

Shichima looked at his face and whispered, his voice getting lower and lower. The sun over the grassland was getting higher and higher, the air gradually became hotter, the steam in the water pool emitted more, he felt a little stuffy, his hands began to sweat, I don't know if it was nervousness, or other reasons, and then the power of the medicine gradually attacked, he felt a little groggy, and he wanted to sleep.

His mind was a little dazed, and his vision was a little blurred, when he suddenly saw his folded sleeves come over and grab his hand, not knowing what to do. He subconsciously became nervous, and even a little faintly afraid, but he didn't know why, but he didn't have any thoughts of resisting and rejecting.

Folding his sleeves and preparing to take advantage of his medicinal power attack, he treated his injuries and dressed, because his eyes could not see, so he could only touch with his hands, and the two steady hands moved up along the back of Qijian's hands, to his shoulders, and then moved down without touching his body at a distance of inches, and came to the position above the lower abdomen, down, and the fingers fell on the belt.

The costumes of the Lishan Sword Sect are very simple, even plain, and there are no complicated patterns on the belt, but the buckle is very strong.

Under the fingers of the folded sleeves and steady dìng, no matter how strong the buckle is, it can't resist for a moment, and soon, the buckle of the belt is unfastened and the shirt is lifted.

Qima was extremely nervous, but his mind was a little trance, and the drowsiness caused by the medicinal power made him feel powerless to scream, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

The folded sleeves unbuttoned his shirt, and the white skin was exposed under the blue sky of Zhou Yuan.

He couldn't see it, but he could feel it.

Nanami's body trembled slightly, nervous and irritated from shyness.

His hands trembled as the truth was revealed by the unexpected touch.

Seven were so ashamed that he closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes kept blinking, and he wanted to pass out like this.

Then, like that, he fainted.

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(A reader named XX ten,On December 12th, he said that he was in a bad mood.,Asked me if I could add more chapters willfully.,I saw it late.,And I've never been a willful person.,I don't know how he's feeling now.,Add a small chapter.,Of course,Actually, it can't be counted.,Because it's a more basic.,In short,I hope you're in a good mood.。 Because this plot will really make my mood better, I like to write about what men dress up as women, undress, men and women alone, so I threw these two pairs directly into this grassland, of course, because Chen Xu is the protagonist, the perspective will definitely focus on their side, but this section of the seven can't be missed. That's it.,I wish you all a good mood.,It's just that my mood suddenly became heavy.,Yes.,Two chapters were updated today.,What should I do tomorrow?The matter hasn't been dealt with yet...... ）