Wang Huihai sat under the tree, like a wounded wild dog, licking his wounds.

He gently stroked his wound and watched the bustle not far away.

Those bustles and carnivals have nothing to do with themselves, and they have nothing to do with themselves.

But no one wanted to share, they were just happy for the little piece of paper in their arms, the piece of paper that flowed out of the Sui'an Pavilion to represent wealth.

Of course, there are also people who scold and scold, and they keep scolding the waste.

However, those people did not dare to come to Wang Huihai, and often the real waste was always loud, and they only dared to shout outside.

There's a saying that barking dogs don't bite.

Wang Huihai didn't understand a little, didn't anyone see the obvious evil way?

Or is this no longer an era where everyone shouts and fights the devil?

He could only bow his head and press his wound, not knowing what he was thinking.

A pair of feet, or a pair of shoes to be exact, came into view.

He looked up, slightly surprised, and saw a familiar face.

The man smiled, put a finger to his mouth, and motioned for him not to speak.

Wang Huihai took the brocade bottle in the man's hand in surprise, opened the bottle and smelled it, knowing that it was an excellent healing medicine.

Wang Huihai glanced at the man again.

"Do you think this is still the previous Shushan? A group of fools, people with a trace of sword intent in the Huixi Realm don't want it, and would rather favor a demon. ”

Wang Huihai didn't dare to speak, after all, he was in Shushan, he didn't know if this person could be trusted, and this person also had a certain status in Shushan.

The man smiled, looked at the cautious Wang Huihai, and threw out an iron token.

"If one day, Shushan can't stay anymore and there is nowhere to go, you can come to me. ”

The man didn't wait for Wang Huihai's answer, and turned to leave.

Wang Huihai looked at the token and suddenly asked at the person's back, "Do you belong to the other five factions?"

"The six decents are just in vain, and one day, we will look at them from a downward position. ”

The voice came from a distance, and it also came into Wang Huihai's heart, and he carefully put away the token.

An hour is about to pass, and Xu Changan took advantage of this time period to ask the carbon girl Tie Caiyi, because he knew that the carbon girl had been watching him.

But it was obvious that he was disappointed.

"If it was me to that Wang Huihai, I would just lift the collar and leave the stage. Xu Changan covered his face, he didn't want to say anything to this strange girl, and he didn't dare to say anything.

He had seen the girl lift the water tank at the door of the library.

Only then did he turn around and hear something he didn't want to hear.

"Are all your disciples in Shushan so weak?"

Xu Changan held the burning and looked at Wang Huihai, who was a little pale opposite.

Wang Huihai took a deep breath and looked crumbling.

The people around were a little worried, although they were pressuring Wang Huihai, but after the previous game, everyone's hearts rose to their throats, and they even began to worry about Wang Huihai. Although they pressed less, it was also silver taels.

Xiaobai returned to Xu Changan's clothes.

Xu Changan swung a sword, which seemed to be ordinary, but it contained the penance of the past few days, and only the short-handed combat could feel the power contained in it.

When the pitch-black giant sword and the fiery red long sword came into contact, Wang Huihai's hand trembled slightly.

I obviously felt Xu Changan's strength.

Could it be that he was clumsy before?

Wang Huihai's long sword retreated, taking a step back.

He subconsciously looked at the token in his arms, and suddenly, made up his mind.

Wang Huihai's long sword was level with his chest, slashed forward, and shouted: "Lang Cangjue!"

A sword qi expands outward, and if it encounters resistance, it will surge like a tide of force wave after wave.

This is the most common combat skill in Shushan, and I don't know which one it was searched from, it is relatively simple to learn, and people with a vain foundation can't perform it at all, so they are used by Shushan to train outer disciples.

Looking at this ordinary sword technique of Shushan, Xu Changan's face became solemn.

If Li Hong is allowed to perform, Xu Changan is naturally not afraid. But if Wang Huihai, who is suspected of being in the middle of the Huixi Realm, shows it, it is a different feeling.

It seems to be standing on the seashore, and the monstrous waves are rushing in the face.

"Thunder!" Xu Changan thought silently in his heart, and when the sword surged, Xu Changan slashed down with a sword, and it was immediately split into two, as if it slapped on the reef, and it was like the soldiers besieging the city received an order, and suddenly died down.

However, Xu Changan's sword qi slashed straight forward, and the fiery red sword faced the waves, like a duel between fire and water.

The girl in the begonia tree saw the sword. "It's kind of present. ”

Qin Ziguan frowned, he didn't want to see Xu Changan defeat Wang Huihai with his own strength, what he wanted to see was the rumored jealous and hateful divine sword.

Wang Huihai was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that in just a few days, Xu Changan would reach such a point.

In terms of real strength, this Xu Changan is much stronger than Shen Wan before.

Moreover, this Xu Changan, like himself, comprehended a trace of sword intent that was as light as a weight.

Wang Huihai raised the giant sword and swung it, one after another sword qi rushed towards Xu Changan, he didn't swing it fast, but every sword qi seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Xu Changan's face was solemn, and he also raised his long sword and slowly slashed it.

The movements of the two are extremely similar.

It seems to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, but there is a light question in it.

Ye Qianshu and Chen Cheng were both taken aback, they didn't expect that among the outer disciples, there would actually be two disciples who comprehended the sword intent of lifting weights at the same time.

Lifting weights is light, lifting weights is light.

Wang Huihai frowned, his face became more and more pale, and he could even see that his pale lips were trembling slightly.

Yachiki's brow furrowed.

He knew that Shen Wan's sword was not heavy, why did this Wang Huihai behave so weakly?

Wang Huihai's lower abdomen suddenly bleed, he suddenly knelt on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, Xu Changan didn't have time to collect a sword qi, and hit Wang Huihai's chest. Wang Huihai was like a kite with a broken string, drawing a blood line in the air and falling heavily to the ground.

He struggled to his feet, holding the jet-black sword, his head bowed, and a smile in his eyes that no one else could see.

In the crowd, there were also people who shed a satisfied smile. It seems that this Wang Huihai is in his own bag.

However, he was a little worried.

This Xu Changan is also a talent, and in terms of potential alone, he is better than Wang Huihai.

Ye Qianshu took a deep look at Wang Huihai and walked to the front of the stage: "Xu Chang'an wins!" After the announcement, there were bursts of wails around the battle platform, just like a folk casino. Many people scolded and scolded, and some people beat their chests.

Qin Ziguan was not happy because he won a few hundred taels, but was depressed. He didn't see what he wanted to see, not even the cat.

"The next one starts tomorrow morning, and the gatekeeper will be changed. After Ye Qianshu finished speaking expressionlessly, he tapped his toes, and the white-clothed snow caused a few female disciples to cheer, and disappeared into the air after a while.

Wang Tingsheng of the crowd stomped his feet hatefully, looked at Wang Huihai, hated to hear the smack of Ganggang, turned his head and left.

Many people threw the notes issued by Sui'an Pavilion in their hands to Wang Huihai, and the pieces of paper were like a heavy snowfall.

"Waste!" is how people define Wang Huihai.

When the crowd was gone, he raised his head and showed his eyes.

"Rubbish!" he muttered softly.

I don't know if it's talking about myself or the increasingly erosive outer mountains of Shushan.

Xu Changan returned to the library with the long sword on his back, a lame man, a shriveled old man, and a monk still drunk and lying on the chair.

Xu Changan looked up at the tree, and the carbon girl was still lying on the tree as before.

There was no choice but to put down the long sword and go to the kitchen to pick up a bucket of water to prepare for cooking.

Looking at Xu Changan's back, the monk suddenly said: "I think this kid is good, and there is a lack of a little monk around me to serve and take care of him, you give him to me!"

The cripple laughed so hard that his teeth were laughing: "Okay!"

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