Waiting is tantamount to suffering, especially after being snatched away by Shizu and forced to smell the fragrance of Ling Tea to watch the game.

He Xiaoting was very depressed, looking forward to her turn as soon as possible, so that she would have an excuse to leave.

However, everyone is quite capable of fighting, and this kind of waiting, forcing her to wait until the beginning of the next day, is outrageously inefficient.

Since you want to fight, then go all out, strive for the victory or defeat of the three moves, and grind what it looks like, not at all like an immortal cultivator who is not afraid of life and death, and is not afraid of hardships and dangers.

If it were her, it wouldn't be like this.

He Xiaoting thought so, but she didn't expect to be slapped in the face as soon as she got into the ring.

Her opponent is a chubby young man, her cultivation is not low, Jin Dan is at the peak, she has been able to release sword qi and sword intent, a sword makes it supernatural, if she doesn't hide quickly, maybe her hair will be shaved off.

As the saying goes, the head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hairstyle can't be messy.

This fat brother always cuts her hair, he must see that she is not pleasing to the eye, and deliberately wants to rectify people.

He Xiaoting was so angry that she almost took out the sword qi talisman given by her master.

Fortunately, he still has his senses, and he knows that winning the game with the sword qi talisman is not a victory, so he can only grit his teeth and wander on the edge of the ring, calculating how much spiritual power the other party has left while fleeing for his life.

As long as the fat senior brother exhausted her spiritual power, she would use a backhand sword to force people out of power.

As for the three tricks to win or lose, I didn't say it, no one knew, so I didn't have to worry about being someone else's after-dinner laugh.

The fat senior brother noticed He Xiaoting's sinister thoughts, and his chubby face couldn't help but carry some resentment, and he panted while chasing, "Senior Sister Azi, it's not interesting for you to run away from me, how about we stop and have a good fight?"

"I refuse," He Xiaoting said righteously, "Fighting will damage the image of the little fairy, don't do it!"

"You're just a Jindan female cultivator, and you're embarrassed to call yourself a little fairy, what about your face?"

He Xiaoting poked her fair face and said arrogantly, "You have to admit that a good face is a plus, as long as you draw qi into the body to become a monk, the female cultivators who are passable in appearance basically love to call themselves fairies, and it's too late for me to learn now." ”

Speaking of which, her backhand was a sword stab at the fat senior brother's leg.

The fat senior brother was chasing after him, and he was filled with the necessary conditions for the little fairy, and his psychology was inevitably weak, and he didn't have time to react at all, so he was stabbed squarely, and his left calf instantly bled like an infusion.

The monk's injuries were nothing, and there was no need to stop to bandage them, so the two of them continued the game of chasing me.

No, it should be said that it is a struggle.

"Fat senior brother," He Xiaoting turned back as she ran, "You take it easy, don't run away, I heard that it's uncomfortable." ”

"Hey, you, you girl, can you talk well?"

"No, I'm still going to persuade Senior Brother to turn back from your bitterness, don't always bully junior sisters who are lower than your cultivation, otherwise you will encounter a little trouble. ”

"Monk, go forward bravely, and don't have unrealistic thoughts," the fat brother declared loudly, "I will not admit defeat." ”

He Xiaoting sighed lightly, "Then there is no way." ”

The sword in his hand was put into the space ring, and he summoned the natal sword, suddenly turned around, and slashed over with the sword in both hands, "Fat senior brother, be careful!"

When the fat senior brother heard the familiar nickname, he was so angry that it was seven holes, "Stinky girl, why are you shouting nonsense." ”

Because I was so angry, I forgot that I was still in the game and was almost split in half.

narrowly dodged the oncoming attack, the fat senior brother couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and muttered in a small voice, "Brother and sister of the same sect, you can be so ruthless!"

Waiting is tantamount to suffering, especially after being snatched away by Shizu and forced to smell the fragrance of Ling Tea to watch the game.

He Xiaoting was very depressed, looking forward to her turn as soon as possible, so that she would have an excuse to leave.

However, everyone is quite capable of fighting, and this kind of waiting, forcing her to wait until the beginning of the next day, is outrageously inefficient.

Since you want to fight, then go all out, strive for the victory or defeat of the three moves, and grind what it looks like, not at all like an immortal cultivator who is not afraid of life and death, and is not afraid of hardships and dangers.

If it were her, it wouldn't be like this.

He Xiaoting thought so, but she didn't expect to be slapped in the face as soon as she got into the ring.

Her opponent is a chubby young man, her cultivation is not low, Jin Dan is at the peak, she has been able to release sword qi and sword intent, a sword makes it supernatural, if she doesn't hide quickly, maybe her hair will be shaved off.

As the saying goes, the head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hairstyle can't be messy.

This fat brother always cuts her hair, he must see that she is not pleasing to the eye, and deliberately wants to rectify people.

He Xiaoting was so angry that she almost took out the sword qi talisman given by her master.

Fortunately, he still has his senses, and he knows that winning the game with the sword qi talisman is not a victory, so he can only grit his teeth and wander on the edge of the ring, calculating how much spiritual power the other party has left while fleeing for his life.

As long as the fat senior brother exhausted her spiritual power, she would use a backhand sword to force people out of power.

As for the three tricks to win or lose, I didn't say it, no one knew, so I didn't have to worry about being someone else's after-dinner laugh.

The fat senior brother noticed He Xiaoting's sinister thoughts, and his chubby face couldn't help but carry some resentment, and he panted while chasing, "Senior Sister Azi, it's not interesting for you to run away from me, how about we stop and have a good fight?"

"I refuse," He Xiaoting said righteously, "Fighting will damage the image of the little fairy, don't do it!"

"You're just a Jindan female cultivator, and you're embarrassed to call yourself a little fairy, what about your face?"

He Xiaoting poked her fair face and said arrogantly, "You have to admit that a good face is a plus, as long as you draw qi into the body to become a monk, the female cultivators who are passable in appearance basically love to call themselves fairies, and it's too late for me to learn now." ”

Speaking of which, her backhand was a sword stab at the fat senior brother's leg.

The fat senior brother was chasing after him, and he was filled with the necessary conditions for the little fairy, and his psychology was inevitably weak, and he didn't have time to react at all, so he was stabbed squarely, and his left calf instantly bled like an infusion.

The monk's injuries were nothing, and there was no need to stop to bandage them, so the two of them continued the game of chasing me.

No, it should be said that it is a struggle.

"Fat senior brother," He Xiaoting turned back as she ran, "You take it easy, don't run away, I heard that it's uncomfortable." ”

"Hey, you, you girl, can you talk well?"

"No, I'm still going to persuade Senior Brother to turn back from your bitterness, don't always bully junior sisters who are lower than your cultivation, otherwise you will encounter a little trouble. ”

"Monk, go forward bravely, and don't have unrealistic thoughts," the fat brother declared loudly, "I will not admit defeat." ”

He Xiaoting sighed lightly, "Then there is no way." ”

The sword in his hand was put into the space ring, and he summoned the natal sword, suddenly turned around, and slashed over with the sword in both hands, "Fat senior brother, be careful!"

When the fat senior brother heard the familiar nickname, he was so angry that it was seven holes, "Stinky girl, why are you shouting nonsense." ”

Because I was so angry, I forgot that I was still in the game and was almost split in half.

narrowly dodged the oncoming attack, the fat senior brother couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and muttered in a small voice, "Brother and sister of the same sect, you can be so ruthless!"