Chang Xi didn't answer directly, he uncovered the red sealing mud on the wine jug, and the strange aroma of wine that was so rich that it was almost substantial came into his nose, and the elixir dripping into the cup was as thick as amber, so how much should a pot of spirit wine be priced, even Chang Xi was at a loss at the moment.

The proprietress treasured the elixir and jade liquid that was not shown to outsiders into her throat, like a slightly painful pain of a red-hot sharp knife gently gliding against the tender skin and flesh, and after a line of fire burned into the abdomen, there was a pleasure like pouring cold well water on her head under the scorching sun, and the warm spiritual power in the liquor traveled along the limbs and hundreds of remains, so that Chang Xi's slightly trembling skin and hands could be comforted, and he let out a long breath.

Chang Xi also poured a cup for Xin Tong and Qing Xuan, there are many small objects in the wooden house that are made by reviewing carpentry skills on weekdays, among which there are many small wooden cups, with the improvement of the realm of cultivation, this wooden cup made of just ordinary wooden cores also has a very good appearance, and the treasured elixir used to hold the proprietress also complements each other. The two daughters in front of him can be said to be the closest women to him, and Chang Xi doesn't hide much, except for not talking about the dangerous methods such as grinding divine consciousness, the rest are all with him.

Xin Tong and Qing Xuan did not have the slightest intention of reproaching Chang Xi for acting recklessly after knowing the ins and outs, only full of indescribable distress. They and Chang Xi have experienced a lot of each other, and in the body of this steel body forged by hard training and pain day after day, there is a tenacious soul that will never compromise and bow its head, and even he can't bear the pain, what kind of palpitating purgatory should it be? Outsiders only know the scenery of his four consecutive victories, but who can know the dedication and endurance behind him?

Xin Tong gently stroked Chang Xi's cheek and said softly, "Are you better?"

Chang Xi smiled and said honestly, "It's really much better." ”

Qing Xuan's heart seems to be lively but actually the thinnest, seeing that the two of them are affectionate, and there is a strong envy outside the deer in his heart, he scolded himself in his heart for being thin and timid, if he has Xin Tong's courage and calmness, he will definitely be able to touch the face of the lover who has been thinking about him for a long time, and then pursed his mouth melancholy, took the wine in the cup as a scapegoat, and took a sip.

I have to say that the proprietress with two pots of wine is indeed extraordinary, a few glasses of mellow fragrance into the stomach made most of the pain in Chang Xi's mind lessen, the pale face gradually became ruddy, and Chang Xi, who was much more energetic, talked with the second daughter about the upcoming finals tomorrow.

"After winning over Chen Yan today, I left the field in a hurry, and I still don't know who my opponent tomorrow is, is it the cadre of Artifact Peak or Nangong Congyun of Qingyun Peak?" Chang Xi put down his wine glass and pinched his eyebrows.

Xin Tong picked up his sideburns and pinned them behind his ears and said lightly: "Naturally, it is Nangong Congyun, although the great disciple of the inner gate of the Artifact Peak is strong, but he still can't get any benefits in front of Qingyun Peak, the flying sword hanging in the air seems to be magnificent, but it is far less powerful than the one that specializes in it." The sword curtain composed of hundreds of flying swords was stabbed through by Nangong Congyun's sword, although it was remedied in time, but the shortcomings in swordsmanship could not be made up for by quantity, and it was naturally only a matter of time before he was defeated. ”

Chang Xi felt a little pity when he heard this, the artifact peak cadre was able to appear in the first game, and the subsequent battles were also fought with the opponent for a long time to be able to distinguish the victory and defeat, and he was already familiar with the fighting method and hole cards of the cadre. On the contrary, Nangong Congyun of Qingyun Peak is a relaxed way to win every game, and he only has more than twenty or thirty moves, which makes it difficult for Chang Xi to get a glimpse of this person's hole cards and habits from a few dozen moves, so that he is invisibly at a disadvantage.

Xin Tong looked at Qing Xuan, who was sitting next to him, and said, "Although the back mountain is not very far from the inner gate of Qingyun Peak, I am not familiar with Nangong Congyun, let alone the news I know." But Qingxuan and Nangong Congyun belong to the same inner gate, so they should know something. ”

Seeing that both of them were looking at themselves, Qing Xuan, who was just immersed in dealing with the elixir in the cup, turned red on his face, and said softly like a mosquito: " Nangong Congyun's strength cultivation is enough to rank among the top ten in the inner gate of Qingyun Peak, and it can be said that he is the first among the disciples of the Jindan Realm, and it is rumored that he has already had the background of advancing to the Yuan Infant Realm, but after learning the news of the selection of the disciples of the back mountain, he pressed the momentum of breaking through the realm, this person is well versed in many secret swordsmanship, it is said that he has recently spent many years of contribution points to the Tibetan Dao Hall in exchange for a sword-style sword spectrum, which is likely to be a killer weapon prepared for this competition of Houshan disciples. ”

The corners of Chang Xi's eyes shrank, and he asked suspiciously, "Absolute Sword Style?"

Xin Tong's face was slightly solemn, and he took Chang Xi's words and said: "The Absolute Sword Style is an immortal peerless art ranked above the level of the Secret Sword Technique, and the Absolute Sword Style far surpasses the Secret Sword Technique in terms of power, momentum, and the severity of the performance conditions. ”

Pointing to the double swords that Chang Xi was carrying at his waist, Xin Tong said: "Yan Hui and your self-created Denglong both belong to the ranks of secret swordsmanship in terms of power, and the Absolute Sword Style is a method that can only be mastered by the Yuan Infant Realm Overhaul and communicates with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but even if Nangong Congyun can't master the essence of that trick, it is not difficult to comprehend a little fur, but just the power of the Absolute Sword Style, it is far from being comparable to ordinary secret swordsmanship." ”

A light suddenly flashed in Chang Xi's heart, and his fingers involuntarily touched the storage bag, if he wanted to say that the move that far surpassed the power of Yan Hui and Denglong was the Absolute Sword Style, he thought of the thing that he hadn't used for a long time.

Xin Tong held Chang Xi's hands in the palm of his hand like a treasure.

If Chang Xi was given two years, she believed that with his potential and strength, he would definitely be able to sweep away all the disciples of the same generation in Qingyun Mountain two years later, but now the two-year covenant promised to each other only came in a hurry, disrupting their original plan.

She didn't say any so-called words of encouragement to the man in front of her who was destined to unveil the night red hijab in the cave room for her, even if he didn't win tomorrow, what would it be? She remembered the hardships he had endured; he was isolated hundreds of thousands of miles away from the sect, and she felt the pain of the hideous scars left on his waist and chest when he fought the ten thousand demons, evil cultivators and ferocious demon beasts alone; she saw all the solid footprints he had walked out step by step in order to fulfill his promise at that time. It only took him one year to complete the gorgeous transformation from a mortal body to a Jindan body, how could Nangong Congyun be as good as her man? !

The heavens don't pity him, I pity him.

Everyone only urged him to go further, but they did not see him curled up alone in the wooden house in the silent and snowy night, trembling and unable to help himself. The heart of love was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe, and tears dripped down the corners of the white fox Qiu Meiren's eyes and fell on Chang Xi's palm.

Chang Xi gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Xin Tong's eyes, looked at Qing Xuan and said with a smile: "Originally, there was indeed little hope for tomorrow's finals, but tonight, thanks to the two of you, I have some whims, and I may be able to recover some disadvantages." ”

Not only Qing Xuan, but even Xin Tong, who was sobbing incessantly, was taken aback when she heard this, raised her head and said suspiciously: "Shouldn't it be lying to us now, but in fact, it's a desperate lie tomorrow, right?"

Chang Xi smiled and said, "Naturally not, maybe I will need your help later." ”