"I recognize ......"

Cai Meng's voice was weak and slightly unwilling.

Seeing that he was about to surrender, Xie Qingci was ready to take back Shuanghua.

"Brush!"

In the midst of lightning, his words came to an abrupt end. Cai Meng's eyes were fierce, and his body was full of demonic energy, like a fierce beast, roaring like thunder between his rebukes.

"Die!"

His exposed arm shook, and the black air mass condensed into a sharp dagger, stabbing at Xie Qingci's chest, intending to directly splatter her blood on the spot!

The surroundings were shocked by this sudden turn of events, and stared intently at the situation in the ring to see how Xie Qingci coped.

Xie Qingci instinctively felt bad, and in an emergency, he turned vigilantly, the dagger avoided his chest, and he scraped his left shoulder in a dodge, and his left arm was suddenly cut out of a hideous wound, and the blood did not stop!

"Despicable!

Feeling the pain coming from his left shoulder, Xie Qingci was furious, jumped up like an eagle bird, exhaled in his mouth, and with the frost spear in his hand, he slashed at Cai Meng with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.

Cai Meng's intention did not come to fruition, and when he saw that the sneak attack failed, he approached and did not reach the goal, but made him on the verge of crisis, and he was unconsciously a little panicked.

At such a close distance, he only had a dagger in his hand, and he would not be her opponent.

Seeing Xie Qingci's murderous eyes, Cai Meng immediately shouted: "I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

"Wow"

There were bursts of boos from the audience.

This Cai Meng is too cowardly, he doesn't plan to fight Xie Qingci anymore, and surrenders directly, it's really a shame!

Xie Qingci gritted her silver teeth and wanted to continue attacking, but the referee immediately stopped her.

"He's already thrown in the towel and can't fight anymore. ”

"He also surrendered just now, and he continues to attack me!" she questioned, feeling unconvinced.

He didn't finish admitting defeat, and it wasn't considered surrender. The referee explained lightly: "The game is over, Xie Qing won!"

There was a commotion in the audience, and the onlookers couldn't wait to run to the gambling game to withdraw money.

"Master Tang, my money ......"

Some people also scolded, "Cai Meng, this soft egg, can't beat a girl!"

On the stage, Xie Qingci glared at Cai Meng fiercely and shook his hand away.

"Hiss"

She couldn't help but gasp. The amplitude of the shake was too large, her wound was torn, and her heart was even more angry, and she regretted that she should have stabbed that person a few more times.

She stood in the ring and took out her handkerchief and wiped the bloodied blade of her gun.

Feeling still very aggrieved in her heart, she had no joy of victory at all, she gritted her teeth, took out a handful of pills and swallowed them in one gulp, and shouted loudly: "One more time!"

"Okay!"

Tang Yuan's little fat man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he took out the amplified snail and started business.

Then she fought again. Because she was annoyed in her heart and learned a lesson, she no longer had any hesitation, and her attack was sharp and not ambiguous, and the injury on her left shoulder was still painful, so that she was always vigilant, and she didn't want to be hurt again because of her carelessness.

The people in the audience watched happily and shouted, "Okay!

"Beautiful, attack his head!"

“......”

When she kicked off the stage with a kick of a fifth-level demon cultivator, it was already evening.

After fighting for three hours in a row, she didn't rest halfway, and only used elixir to replenish it, and her body was a little unbearable.

Xie Qingci gasped slightly, a little embarrassed, and put away the frost spear with his palm.

Under the gaze of everyone, she jumped out of the ring and ended her competition.

The monks who were watching next to him had already rushed to Tang Yuan's side, shouting for a penny. She also got the spirit stone that she succeeded in the competition, and she weighed it, and it seemed that there were quite a few.

She looked at their happy backs, and regretted a little that she should have bet on herself just now, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger might be able to earn a lot of spirit stones.

She recalled the battle just now, and applied the marksmanship she usually learned to actual combat, which was indeed different.

But she also realized that her lack of marksmanship and attack power led to a stalemate, and a match took a long time, although it was also due to her lack of experience, but this problem was also prominent.

Offensive demon cultivators don't have strong attack power, how can they please well?

She stood silently in thought, and the problems exposed made her ponder again.

Now, what should she do?

---

Thinking to no avail, Xie Qingci's choice was to continue fighting.

For two months in a row, she went to the martial arts training arena every day to compete, winning and losing.

During the battle, she gradually improved her marksmanship and learned many combat skills, which benefited her a lot.

She also accidentally broke through to the sixth layer of Qi training during the battle.

Because of the many days of fighting, she also became a little famous in the outer gate, and was nicknamed "Little Witch with a Heart".

Xie Qingci: I obviously don't have a heart.

Zong Sheng has been thinking about his good niece, and is looking for someone to go to the outer door to inquire about Xie Qingci's current situation.

He flipped through the information that had just been sent to him, and couldn't help but be happy: "This girl really has the style I had back then, and she is worthy of being my obedient niece." ”

He said with some emotion: "I think back then, I was known as the man who stole my heart. ”

“......”

He turned around and instructed the people behind him: "Find the referee and ask him to add more spirit stones, and I will cushion them." Let him keep his mouth tight, and don't let your junior sister know. Have you already found someone to take care of you?"

The young man with a fierce and indifferent face did not speak, but nodded.

Zong Sheng touched his chin.

"I have time to play with Xiao Ci and care about my niece's love life...... Ah not daily life, show the love and warmth of my uncle. ”

“......”

"It's good if you're happy. ”

---

Shushan Sword Sect.

Qin Duxuan was already a fifth-level Qi cultivator, and he practiced swords on Shaoshang Peak early in the morning.

It is a good time for the morning sun to be born, and the aura of heaven and earth is surging, and it is endless. She meticulously practiced the most basic swordsmanship.

Suddenly, she frowned, and glanced faintly at the bushes on the side, a little helpless.

"Come out. ”

The young man in white smiled softly, patted the leaves on his body and walked out of the bushes.

He was dressed in white like snow and dusty, and the curly grass hung from his waist, which was verdant.

"You've found it again, Xuan. ”

Even in such an embarrassing situation, the young man was still graceful, dressed in white, warm as jade.

His face is handsome and gentle, his long hair is like ink, his eyebrows are as deep as the mist of distant mountains, his lips are slightly lighter, and he is born with a shallow smile. What is surprising is that his eyes are wrapped in a white silk, but this not only does not look ugly, but also makes him a little more soft and mysterious.

Qin Duxuan looked at the young man's eyes, obviously separated by a strip of white silk, but she felt that he was looking at her deeply and gently.

She frowned and turned her head a little uncomfortably.

"Wen Hengguang, why do you always follow me. ”

The young man smiled: "You said that you wanted me to follow you." ”

"You ......" Qin Duxuan choked, not knowing why the cowardly young man had become the cheeky appearance he is now.

At that time, she led him through the ladder of inquiry, and she was successfully accepted by the Shushan Sword Sect, and he was tested to be the qualification of the Wood Fire Twin Spirit Root, which was a natural medical cultivation material.

I didn't expect him to refuse.

He was very stubborn, saying that he would stay in the Shushan Sword Sect for everything, and he didn't reluctantly agree until he later learned that Xinglin was next door to the Shushan Sword Sect.

The sword cultivator of the Shushan Sword Sect is recognized as the most desperate monk in the immortal cultivation world, with injuries all the year round, the sword cultivator has a tendon, is upright, and is still poor, and basically does not recuperate well.

I don't care, but the top of the sect does. This injury has been incurable for a long time, but it will kill people.

Therefore, regarding the fact that Xinglin is next door to the Shushan Sword Sect, many people speculate that the founding patriarch of the Shushan Sword Sect and the founding patriarch of Xinglin made some secret agreement, and the two parties interact with each other, but they also benefit from each other.

Because of its proximity, there are often apricot forest doctors who come to Shushan Sword Sect to alleviate poverty.

After solving the various injuries caused by the sword cultivators, Xinglin Gu suddenly found that their medical skills were several grades higher.

From this, it can be seen that those brute bull-like sword cultivators are capable of doing things.

Although there are close contacts, there are not many people like Wen Hengguang who often come to "see friends".

Jian Xiu's straight male attribute didn't make them realize anything, they just felt that they had a good relationship, and that's it.

After Qin Duxuan finished practicing his sword, he sat on the stone to rest, ignoring him. Wen Hengguang took out a jade gourd and walked slowly in front of her.

He has an eye disease, and although he has divine vision after cultivation, he is not used to it, and it is quite difficult for him to walk.

He said softly: "This is my newly refined muscle-building cream, which specializes in treating trauma, I haven't found anyone to use it yet, can you help me test the medicine?"

His tone was gentle and expectant, with a hint of inferiority for fear of rejection.

Qin Duxuan didn't know why, he would always be easily defeated under this kind of gaze.

She turned her head a little awkwardly, took the jade gourd silently, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Seeing that she accepted, Wen Hengguang smiled, with a hint of pampering in his eyes.

He saw Qin Duxuan's blue and purple arms, as well as the smashed red marks on his forehead, and sighed distressedly.

"Ah Xuan, don't work too hard, pay attention to protect yourself. I'll come and bring you medicine in the future, maybe you'll get better if you use my medicine. When the time comes, you can practice for as long as you want, and I won't stop you. ”

Qin Duxuan frowned, she didn't want to owe him a favor, and she was about to open her mouth to refuse.

"Do you dislike that my medicine is not good? Also, I am a blind man, and the medicine I make should be bad......

“......”

"I'm so big, and I only have one friend, do you dislike me?"

“......”

The corners of Qin Duxuan's eyes twitched, and he felt a headache.

She explained dryly, in a helpless tone: "No, no, I want it." ”

Wen Hengguang smiled innocently, the corners of his mouth were full of fox-like cunning.

It's night.

Wen Hengguang sat alone in the alchemy room, and a few freshly refined pills in the Dan furnace were lying there, with white mist all over his body.

The round elixir was covered with mysterious veins, like tree roots, veins and branches, intertwined exquisitely. This naturally occurring beauty has a strange bewitchment.

He looked out the window at the sky.

Tonight's thick clouds obscured the moon, but a little bit of golden stars were in the sky, and the faint light was persistent and firm, and it did not feel dim.

He touched the white silk that covered his eyes and muttered:

"Don't you remember me?"

"It's still soft-hearted, to me. ”

"I just like your cold look, and I'll be jealous when you smile at others. ”

"Just smile at me, okay?"

In the quiet alchemy room, only his murmuring voice lingered.