Woods.

A touch of gold loomed behind the trunk of a tree, peering at a group of resting centaurs, whom he had been tracking for a day.

The leader of the group was a dark-skinned, white-skinned, dark-eyed boy with his chin in his hands and his eyes glancing at the jungle behind him.

"Still following?" the voice was low.

"Hmm. ”

"Find a chance to kill him. ”

"Understood. ”

Soon, a group of people got on their horses and drove away.

Pure land main hall.

A group of people looked at each other, the hour is coming, why hasn't the owner of Xun Zhuang attended yet?

Shui Han didn't care much, what he was worried about was that he was going to choose that academy, and he said at the beginning of the day that she would choose the Rite Sect, and Shui Han, he had thought about it, he must choose the Shooting Sect, the reason was that his other most important thing, a sword that had been kept in his tavern room, Wen Fat Man said that it was used to ward off evil spirits, but, like the Thousand Year Tears, Shui Han also didn't know the origin of the sword, only knew that this sword had been kept in his room, for Shui Han, it was already his own.

Shui Han is the kind of person who doesn't have much of his own stuff in the first place, so he attaches great importance to what he already has, so after the tavern exploded, he retrieved the sword.

"From today onwards, this is your stuff. ”

At the moment when the fat man went downstairs, he said this, perhaps, this is a kind of entrustment.

Since it's an entrustment, let's finish it well, Shui Han thought.

But the sword was no longer with him.

It was a huge, heavy sword.

Creekside.

Jing Men stroked the sword in his hand.

"What a heavy sword!"

"I ...... Can't pull it out. Shui Han lowered his head.

Jing Men looked at Shui Han sideways and straddled his sword at his waist.

"Give me back the sword. ”

"When you can unplug it, come back to me. ”

At that time, Shui Han knew the name of the sword: Juzi.

I will definitely pull you apart and become your master.

No matter how cowardly a person is, there are things that must be achieved, even if it is me, I have to be a master once.

Shui Han knew that Jingmen was from the Shooting Sect, and he wanted to go to the Shooting Sect to prove his determination to Jingmen.

How naïve Shui Han was at that time, now that I think about it, it was just Jingmen's perfunctory self, if it weren't for that incident, the giant might have been ruined like this, and the trajectory of his life might have changed because of this.

Fate, sometimes really magical.

"I'm going to get the giant back. ”

The voice was soft, as if talking to himself.

But, still, it was heard.

"Giant?" Ri Chu smiled, his smart eyes seemed to see through Shui Han's mind at once, what should have been discovered at that time, this little girl was not so simple.

"So Shui Han wants to choose the Shooting Sect?"

"Hmm......" Shui Han lowered his head.

"In this way, we will be separated for a while. Hikatsu didn't seem to be upset: "But we're still friends." ”

The water is cold.

It's just a friend......

Pure land backyard.

"Hasn't the decisive sun arrived yet?" Xun Qian's tone was a little anxious.

"Not ...... yet"

"Has Nakagaoka found out why?"

"The hill is investigating, and there should be results soon. ”

"It's too late, we can't delay the deep cultivation of the hospital, and we can't wait any longer. Song, you get ready, I'll attend immediately. ”

"Understood. In response, Xun Ge left.

After a while, Xun Jing arrived and began to speak.

The audience fell silent, and the minutes passed.

After a long time, Shui Han got a bamboo slip, on which some basic information of each college was written.

"If you want to choose whichever one, write the name at the end of the bamboo slip. ”

Xun Jing's words were concise and clear. Shui Han looked at Richu and seemed to be looking intently at the contents of the bamboo slips.

Shui Han bit his lip and wrote about the Shooting Sect Academy.

At this moment, the ghost Gu looked at Shui Han's bamboo slip and silently filled it in: Shooting Sect Academy.

The handwriting is very sloppy, almost, unrecognizable......

"It's all done?"

"That's it. ”

"Which house is it?"

"Shoot Zong. ”

"Really, keep an eye on that kid, and everything after that, according to plan. ”

"Understood. ”

In the darkness of the night, the two figures finished their conversation, and each left the cliff, and a flash of lightning and thunder illuminated the pale hair.

God, it's going to rain.