There is only the last one left tomorrow in the grand ceremony schedule organized by Qingyun Mountain Daxing, and the atmosphere is unprecedentedly hot, as if it is only at this time that the real climax is ushered in. The thousands of sect families who were invited to watch the battle or the tens of thousands of disciples of Jiufeng were all looking forward to it, and the two disciples who stood out from the thirty-two elite leaders of Jiufeng stood up after several expeditions to the end, and the number of disciples who closed the door in the back mountain will be known tomorrow.

No one would have thought that Tianxiu Peak would come this far in advance.

The figure of the black fox Qiu, who was well remembered by everyone in Tianxiu Peak, walked into the restaurant, and the hustle and bustle of the entire restaurant quieted down in an instant, and the young man with his two swords on his waist met the awe-inspiring gaze of all the disciples of Tianxiu Peak and walked towards the proprietress who opened the bead curtain and looked at her.

Chang Xi bowed and arched his hand, "The disciple wants to ask for some good wine." ”

The charm of the girl's proprietress phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the exhaustion in the bones of the young man in front of her who was still unknown in the snow pressure on his shoulders made her a little frightened, and she didn't know why he was so tired when he should have won four games in a row.

The proprietress looked at him all over and still didn't know what the problem was, but she couldn't pour out her sorrows by borrowing wine, she twisted her delicate waist and opened the beaded curtain and walked into the house, opened the delicate drawer at the bottom of the dresser, gently took out a shiny brass key, and walked into the wine cellar where no second person could enter except her.

Chang Xi waited outside the bead curtain, and after a while, the proprietress carried two pots of wine that had never appeared in the recipe of the restaurant.

Chang Xi's eyes trembled slightly, and the strength of his divine consciousness was already in the hall, and he suddenly found that the two delicate wine jugs in the hands of the proprietress were actually high-quality magic weapons, and he was shocked, how precious should the wine in this wine jug be to be able to use magic weapons?

He subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the proprietress had already put up her green fingers on his lips, blocking all his polite words.

The proprietress stuffed two pots of aged wine worth far more than a thousand gold into the arms of the somewhat restrained young man of the black fox Qiu, and then turned around and left, wanting to knock down a few cooks Why did the speed of serving slow down, the woman's gentle voice came from afar.

"One pot congratulates you on advancing to the finals, and the other pot is that Bengong congratulates you on winning the crown in advance, if you lose tomorrow, you will come to the restaurant to lose money for the Bengong Runtang, Bengong has never done a loss-making business. ”

Chang Xi bent over, the snowflakes fell on his shoulders, and said sincerely: "Thank you boss." ”

Chang Xi walked out of the restaurant carrying the delicate red rope strung on the two pots of wine, and a female disciple of Tianxiu Peak behind him finally couldn't help but stand up, and shouted loudly at the figure that looked a little tired for some reason: "Senior Brother Chang, you will definitely win tomorrow, right?"

The figure of the black fox Qiu stopped in the wind and snow and did not look back.

More and more Tianxiu Peak disciples stood up.

He was silent for a long time, tied the red rope strung on the flask to the hilt of the sword, slowly raised his left hand on the two swords, raised it above his head, and formed a fist with his five fingers.

Behind him, the voices of countless disciples crying with joy sounded.

Today, Chang Xi didn't go to Jinghu again, but went straight to the cabin next to the cliff of Tianxiu Peak, where he hadn't been back for a long time. Pushing open the door, the wine jug fell heavily on the wooden table, and Chang Xi staggered against the wall and slid on the chair, his eyebrows full of pain.

Chang Xi looked at his hands that were shaking like chaff with self-deprecation, and behind the seemingly infinite victory, the cruel truth was right now.

He far underestimated the danger contained in the method of grinding divine consciousness, and thought that with enough tenacity of his heart, he could overcome the boundless pain and enhance his divine sense, in fact, Chang Xi did it, but the unknown sequelae quietly buried the root cause.

The pain during the grinding of the divine consciousness will be infinitely lengthened and slowed down by one's own senses, and it may seem like only a few hours, but for the victim, it is truly like three autumns. In this so-called "shortcut" and boundless pain, the victim's mind also becomes imperceptibly uncontrollable, and the only thing they want to do after suffering is to vent the suppressed and distorted desires in their hearts, and seeing blood is the best relief.

Three consecutive days of grinding for Chang Xi in exchange for the strength of his divine sense, which can be called entering the house, also quietly distorted what he was thinking in his heart, the deformed and distorted desire to vent made him almost crush Chen Yan's fragile neck on the spot, after several sharp pains in his mind, finally reason prevailed, and let go of his hands in Chen Yan's frightened gaze.

With this sick appearance, he participated in tomorrow's final competition only failed miserably, and he couldn't sleep at all because he was entangled by the deformed and distorted desire to see blood, so Chang Xi had to come up with the idea of borrowing wine to drown his sorrows and sleep him in the dark. Sweeping his sleeves over the tabletop, Chang Xi was a little strange, there was no dust in the cabin that he hadn't returned for a long time, and it was extremely clean.

As soon as he unveiled the red seal of the wine jug, Chang Xi's consciousness suddenly moved.

The strength of the divine consciousness in the Changxi Mud Pill Palace, which has been sharpened for several days, is worthy of the four characters of entering the hall, and someone from a hundred feet away from the wooden house is coming here. When Chang Xi was young, he often braved the snow in the middle of winter with his father to go into the mountains to beg for a living, and he only heard a few clicks from stepping on the snow, and he could accurately distinguish whether the poor guy who was about to fall into the trap was a rabbit, a deer or a sheep, and never missed even once, even his father was full of praise for him, saying that he could achieve great things with these ears alone in the future.

The divine consciousness is like a swallow passing by, and the one who can be distinguished from the sound of stepping on the snow is a double, but the two of them are stepping on the snow without jerky hesitation, obviously they are prepared, Chang Xi did not move to withdraw his divine sense, the cliff outside the gate of Tianxiu Peak is inaccessible, he wants to see who is coming here to break through the empty door at night.

Qianqianyu, who was still better than the snow, pushed open the door, and the woman in the black dress wrapped in the white fox fur walked into the house with a familiar car, and found that there was someone in the dim wooden house, and just wanted to make a noise, only to find that the man in front of her was the owner of the wooden house.

Xin Tong's always sparse face burst with joy, "Chang Xi?!"

Qing Xuan, who came in behind him, was also overjoyed.

"How could the two of you remember to come over tonight?" Chang Xi was indeed a little surprised, and changed his tired look to look at the second daughter who was traveling with him with a smile.

Qing Xuan walked into the room and walked to the corner to pick up the oil lamp and lit it, and the firelight jumped to fill the wooden house, illuminating the bright smile on her face when she met the person she thought about in the morning.

Qing Xuan said with a smile: "Sister Xin Tong often pulls me along to clean up the dust and clean your small cabin, but big men just don't know how to take care of their own lives." ”

Chang Xi was relieved, no wonder he felt that the furnishings in the wooden house had changed a little when he entered the door, but his state at this time was unprecedentedly bad, and he breathed a sigh of relief after finding out that the initiators were Xin Tong and Qing Xuan.

Xin Tong's narrow and charming Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, Chang Xi only said a short sentence since the two of them entered the house, her eyes were sharp and vicious, she saw that Chang Xi was very different from her previous lively or calm appearance, and her face was as pale as snow with a slight trembling face, as if she was hiding the unknown heartache, although he covered it up well, how could she escape the woman's thin hair's mind?

Her heart trembled, and she pulled Qing Xuan, who didn't know why, to sit down in front of Chang Xi, staring at Chang Xi's exhausted eyes, and said in a trembling voice.

"You tell us 1510, what's wrong with you?"