Compared with the chaos of the various families in Qiancheng, the Bai family at this time was undoubtedly much quieter. Not long after the little beggar returned to the Bai family, Lao Zhaohua also returned, except for a lot of blood splashed on his robe, it didn't seem to be a big deal, and he was also slightly relieved.

Both of them looked heavy and sat at the table silent. Qingzhu looked at the strange two, and then there were blood stains on their bodies, so he gently closed the door and went out.

After being silent for a long time, the little beggar couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Why?" his brows furrowed with confusion in his eyes.

"You have value to them. Lao Hua said, and was quiet for a while, "The way to ascend Sendai, they want you to go." ”

The little beggar didn't speak, still looking at the old flowers opposite.

"Because you don't want to go, but you don't have the strength to go. ”

The old flower opened his mouth heavily.

If the families in Qiancheng want to move the little beggar, they will naturally find out his background, although most of the ordinary people on the Xiantai are helpless poor families, but the rigor that should be there is still a need. The old flower who accompanies the little beggar all day naturally can't be missed, but the strength he has shown has not yet been put in the eyes of the families in Qiancheng.

"That's why they didn't kill me?" the little beggar somewhat understood that interests are always the cause of most contradictions.

Lao Hua nodded.

"Will you go again tomorrow?"

"Go back. Lao Hua raised her eyes and looked at the little beggar, her eyes were very calm.

But when the little beggar heard this, his heart jumped suddenly. Since Lao Zhaohua returned safely and was not injured at all, then the families in Qiancheng must know that there must be a backer behind the little beggar, and he still went to Xiantai at this time, he was a little confused.

Looking at the eyes of the old man on the side, there were many sharp flashes, revenge, but the little beggar's heart was still knotted together, frowning.

Suddenly there was a light that flared up, and the whole room became silvery bright. The little beggar looked at the pheasant gui handed over by Lao Hua's hand, his eyes shrank suddenly, and then exploded in the light.

After sunset, this was the second time he saw Pheasant Gui, and there was still a faint pain in his chest.

"Are you going to use it tomorrow?"

The little beggar raised his head to look at Lao Hua's face, and there was a little bitterness in his words.

"Yes, no. ”

Speechless, the sword was tied around his waist to hide, and the light that filled the room suddenly receded, leaving only the candle flame swaying quietly, lighting up the faint blue smoke.

......

There was nothing to say all night, and when the first touch of fish white appeared in the sky, the Bai family's compound was already a lot more angry.

The little beggar got up early, or had never fallen asleep, and thought about many things all night, many of which finally turned into a deep sigh.

Today's Dengxiantai is not a remote gate in the backyard, but a way out from the gate of the Bai family.

The late autumn in Qiancheng is a difficult season, not to mention the dead trees and fallen leaves, many decrepit and old people have to close their eyes. Early in the morning, I don't know which coffin stopped on the road, looking at the courtyard, the courtyard was full of crying and crying, and there were many small people standing outside the courtyard, chirping carefully.

The little beggar passed by with the old flowers, looking at the white silk hanging in front of the mansion, and his heart also became sad. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the most sentimental.

There were many fewer people in Sendai than yesterday, and the quiet area seemed sparse again, with only a few people sitting. But when Lao Hua and the little beggar stepped into this gloomy and dim place again, they were like pebbles falling on the calm water of the lake, and for a moment they stirred the ripples of the pond.

"Ten games today. Lao Hua's voice came faintly from beside him.

When the little beggar heard this, his brows furrowed, and he nodded heavily, but he didn't say a word.

He understands a little and doesn't, but he will understand eventually.

Do you want to meet the families in this Qiancheng for a while?

The stone in the calm lake was very light, but it was heavy, and there were many figures faintly in the darkness of Dengxiantai who quickly left, bringing many families in Qiancheng to move.

"Went to Dengsendai again?" When the high-ranking members of each family heard the news, they all suddenly fell silent, their brows tightly locked, and an unknown streamer turned in their eyes.

But this doubt did not last long, and all the families rushed together in the direction of Dengsendai. There were also many figures of each family who went to Dengxiantai, all of them with their faces pale, and there was a dead silence between their pupils.

The strength that the Bai family has repeatedly displayed has made all the families in Qiancheng have to be afraid. But in Dengxiantai, since a contract has been signed and the destiny of life and death has been settled, who can complain about whom? Besides, behind Dengxiantai, where is a little white family who dares to provoke?

The strength shown by the little beggar on the immortal platform made everyone excited. At the age of fourteen, it has not been broken, but the body is obviously full of aura, although everyone is puzzled, but everyone wants to grab this rootless seedling. The way to ascend Sendai, as soon as you enter, it is a no-man's land, but the little beggar does not kill people, so you have to force it.

The bureau was designed, but in the end, each family found a behemoth hidden behind the little beggar. Although he is intimidated by the majesty of the Bai family, it does not mean that he has repeatedly retreated, even if he does not know the intention of the Bai family's move today, but if he dares to come, then the families in Qiancheng will dare not let it go.

The young man in white was standing quietly on the stage at this time, and there was a young man opposite, looking at the little beggar with a lot of timidity. These days, he has heard a lot about the limelight of the little beggar, although age is not dominant, but the strange body and short whip are difficult to despise.

The first scene didn't take long to end, and the little beggar's white robe was stained with a lot of blood. It was not difficult to win the next two, three or four games, but when the opponent in the fifth game stood on the stage, the pupils of the little beggar suddenly contracted together.

Standing on the stage was a man with a pale face, but his eyes were bloodshot because of his desperate staring. The man held the knife in his right hand, and the little beggar standing across from him recognized the knife at a glance.

Is it time to come?

In the dimly lit Dengsendai stand, there were many figures in the quiet area, silently watching the scene on the stage. There was still a lot of noise around Dengsendai, and there were countless cheers.

The sound was pressed one by one, the gambling plate was opened a lot, and the old flowers were quietly crowded around. The first few games of buying a little beggar are undoubtedly a must-earn deal, everyone understands that although there is less mosquito meat, it can be eaten. But Lao Zhaohua just watched quietly and didn't bet.

The man with the knife in the field moved first, and the blade of the knife was horizontal, rushing towards the little beggar, but he could faintly see that the trajectory of the knife was no longer as smooth as yesterday, trembling slightly.

The little beggar will not move first, as is almost known to the spectators, and he will definitely end the fight on the edge of the ring in the end, because he has to knock his opponent off the stage. Except for the two games in which he himself was beaten, there were no exceptions.

As soon as the man with the knife moved, the little beggar also stepped away, and yesterday's battle knew that this person was not easy to entangle.

The whip slammed into the blade again, and a humming sound swept across the field. The man on the other side gritted his teeth and his arms trembled faintly. After the whip, the little beggar came again, and the man suddenly changed his left hand and blocked it again, but the sweat on his head squeezed out.

His eyes were red, and then he held the knife in both hands, and the man met the short whip that was suddenly drawn, but the short whip was followed by a sharp stone. The whip was blocked, but the body could not dodge, and the stone was painfully cut through the chest on its side, and the blood flowed suddenly.

The little beggar looked at the figure opposite, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, what about the air current?

Breaking through the shackles and entering the Sendai, this is where the little beggar was surprised when he first saw yesterday's masked black clothes, but now looking at his pale face and the fierce light in his eyes, he suddenly understood a lot of things, and his expression also darkened.

Everyone is ruthless enough, to the little beggar, but also to their own people!

Yesterday's black clothes were not too sure to take down the little beggar, but today with an injury, he fought with the little beggar for a long time, and finally a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell off the Dengxiantai.

After all, the little beggar still kept his hand.

The sixth scene came next, a young man in black, his eyes were cold, he didn't see much emotion, and his face was not as pale as the previous man.

The gamblers in the stands were a little bit bad at betting on this game. The young man naturally knew each other, and he had fought many battles in Dengsendai, and he had won and lost, but in a place like Dengsendai, many defeats failed to kill him, which had to be shocking.

Lao Hua also stood on the side and was silent, he naturally listened to the words of the gamblers, but he just watched with his eyes.

The young man moved, his footsteps suddenly flew, he tapped left and right, and the dagger in both hands was a cut longer than the ordinary dagger, and it suddenly cut with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

The little beggar didn't move, but his expression became solemn. With a wipe of his hand on his waist, two more stones flew forward quickly.

The young man walked quickly, and when he saw the stone flying, the two daggers met him at the same time, but when the stone was about to touch the dagger, he suddenly changed his course and left. Seeing this scene, the young man's cold eyes suddenly lit up, but he did not show panic, but a little more excited.

With both hands lightly, the dagger rotated between the wrists and fingers, and the two hands actually rotated in different directions, picking on the stones that were bypassed.

All this happened very briefly, and the young man still rushed towards the little beggar, and was not stopped by the stone in the slightest.

The little beggar's eyes were heavy, and his footsteps moved, and he whipped towards the black-clothed young man who was about to come to him.

Seeing that the person who came was unstoppable, he slid down, his body staggered the short whip, and the sharp dagger in his hand was still cutting straight at the throat of the little beggar.

When the little beggar saw the dagger coming, he slid his toes to the side, and at the same time the short whip in his hand was about to wrap around the young man's right wrist. But the young man's hand suddenly turned, the dagger was held upside down, and he gently picked up the short whip that was about to be turned around his wrist, and hurriedly retreated.

One hand was reversed, but the other hand of the young man did not stop, and his footsteps turned suddenly, and he stabbed towards the little beggar.

At this time, it was no longer possible to keep up with the speed of the young man, and the little beggar was about to dodge the stabbing dagger with a bend of his waist, and at the same time, a stone in his hand suddenly flew out and shot straight towards the young man's heart.

The young man's dagger spun violently in the little beggar's abdomen, stabbing down sharply, but he didn't care about the fierce stones and the whip that came back from behind.

Bloodstained!

The two stared at each other at the same time.

The little beggar's robe was torn off, and a lot of blood flowed out, but the young man was not feeling well, his back hurt and exploded with a whip, and his left shoulder was rubbed with a deep blood mark by a stone.

The stadium was quiet, and there were shouts outside the stadium.