Outside the extraordinary city, the sun is setting and the darkness is dark.

At the head was a man in a jet-black cloak, his face firmly obscured by a wide hood, and only the black stubble on his chin was visible, and his hand was outstretched, which was covered with wrinkles and bulging green tendons.

He was followed by a group of people dressed almost similarly to him.

One of them stepped forward, bent over and said, "Elder Ge, I still haven't been caught." ”

He snorted coldly, and the sudden coercion made the man tremble slightly, but he didn't dare to get up.

"A bunch of waste. The man known as the elder of the pavilion spoke, his voice hoarse as shrill as sawwood: "But this is fine, if you enter the Extraordinary City and take the two of you with you, the master will be happy." ”

The people behind him bowed their heads and said yes.

"Go. The elder commanded: "You secretly go and inform that little ghost and tell him the task, after hiding for so long, it should be the time." ”

"Yes. ”

The elder stared gloomily at the name of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on the city, and the master was really clever.

In order to avoid being discovered, he even put on a net woven with branches and leaves, and hid it with bated breath when he noticed that something was wrong.

Although the method was simple, the person who chased him was not very profound, and he was also deceived.

After feeling the abnormality around him disappear, the boy breathed a sigh of relief and came out of it.

His face was covered with sludge and dust, and he couldn't see his original appearance at all. However, this is also the intention of the young man, there are deep purple or blue strangulation marks on his limbs, and there are countless blood holes on his body, oozing black pus, and the wounds that connect the scars also look extremely hideous.

Walking with a slight limp, he slowly walked forward.

"Stop!"

The two disciples stationed at the entrance to the mountain of the Quadripartite Assembly frowned and stopped the young man of unknown origin.

A disciple turned his head in disgust, not wanting to smell the stench emanating from the other party: "Where is the beggar, I don't know if it is the Quartet Disciple Conference inside, hurry up and fight where it came from." ”

Although the other disciple did not speak, his disgusted eyes revealed everything.

The young man lowered his head crampedly, as if ashamed of himself, and was about to listen to their words and turn to leave, when he suddenly pointed behind the two disciples in surprise.

"What's that?"

The two disciples didn't think much about it, and looked behind them in unison.

In the next moment, I felt pain in the back of my head, and both of them fell to the ground, unconscious.

Only then did the young man withdraw his hand and slowly look at the disciples lying on the ground, staring thoughtfully at their clothes.

......

Song Meihe was right on one point, after several rounds of fierce competition, the numbers were drawn again, and finally the numbers in the hands of the two were the same "two" number.

"That's good. Like a child who has been rewarded, Song Meihe's eyebrows are crooked.

Yin Jiu didn't have any ideas, but just now Tuanzi came to quarrel with her, saying that Su Su lost, and then she didn't know where she went, so she asked her to pay attention to what happened.

She became more and more impatient: "Isn't losing just according to your book just the third place, what are you worried about following the development of the plot." ”

"But!" Tuanzi wanted to refute her, but was blocked back by Yin Jiu's cold words.

"Now I'll wait until I'm done fighting. "She's always had a sense of responsibility for this kind of thing.

Song Meihe does look relatively small, and her smile is not only very sweet, but also very infectious. Few people would hate him, so he was able to mix well in the Linglun faction, and he could also make many people remember him in this Quartet Conference.

So as soon as he appeared, there were many disciples cheering for him.

"Sister, do you want to make a bet?" Even standing on the public stone platform, Song Meihe also transmitted the message to her. Although the disciples in the audience may not be able to hear it, if the cultivation is higher than the two of them, they can catch it by paying attention.

"Bet on what. ”

"Let's gamble on ......" The little tiger teeth he exposed were blazing with Bai Sen's light: "If I win, you will follow me, and if you lose, Song Meihe will be at your disposal." ”

"I guess you don't have that name. Yin Jiu tugged at the corners of his lips.

This one can be said to be the most eye-catching, and it can be regarded as the final duel for the top spot. Not only did all the leaders in the high seats watch closely, but the rest of the disciples who watched also held their breath, for fear of missing a single cent.

Song Meihe seems to be different from others, and his performance in the first few games is so easy that people can't see his true strength at all.

In the face of Yin Jiu, he behaved positively and cautiously.

Holding between his fingers was a black, charred twig, which was thrown to the ground like a pebble falling into the calm and waveless sea, causing ripples in an instant.

Then the gray cracks that stretched and spread formed layers of dark webs.

The air seemed to freeze, surging with an indescribable dark current, and Yin Jiu inside obviously felt that his perception of the aura was declining, and there was an unknown fluctuation attacking the spirit in detail.

"Dark Root?"

Sect Leader Fang Shan was slightly puzzled outside the court, before this, Song Meihe only used various spells and formations, and even the weapon was just that pitch-black branch.

The head of Ling Lun didn't answer, but there was obvious smugness between his eyebrows: "Naturally, I told Meihe that you should keep a hand in the face of the other party and hide your true strength." ”

Hearing this, the head of Fang Shan secretly rolled his eyes, this old fox for fame and fortune had to hide it from everyone, so as to make them Ling Lun the winner again.

It would actually be an even rarer and rare dark spirit root, Yin Jiu frowned slightly, in this case, the strength she exerted would definitely be greatly reduced.

The ground was as thick and gray as a swamp.

Song Meihe's fingers moved slightly, and trees that looked like just branches grew from the bottom, spreading all over the area, and the heavy and gloomy undercurrent was suffocating.

The remnant song is bright, especially in the silence.

After hearing a few swishing sounds, the sharp sword qi cut down many branches, and the broken branches fell back into the mire, emitting a cloud of pale black smoke.

With a sizzling sound, Yin Jiu pulled his sleeve fiercely, blindfolded him with this piece of fabric as a covering, and tied a knot at random in the back.

"Senior sister, what are you doing?" Liu Rui sat down and couldn't help but ask Bai Jia next to her: "How can you see people when you block your eyes." ”

"It is said that the dark spirit root can create a destructive atmosphere, and after a long time, the five senses will be temporarily lost, and gravity will be reversed. If you can't kill with one blow, you will fall into the position, slowly be depleted of life, and be robbed of spiritual power by this growing branch and leaf. Eventually, it can be turned into nourishment for the atmosphere. ”

Pasaca probably knows a little.

"Then, isn't Senior Sister Lian Ruo very dangerous?" Liu Rui's eyes widened slightly.

And Bai Jia shook his head: "Senior sister, don't forget that the conference has a special spiritual weapon monitoring, and senior sister is definitely not that weak, don't worry too much." ”

Although he said this, looking at the gray and black branches, Liu Rui was still a little unsure.