"Wow, I feel that the two of them may develop into a teacher-student relationship!" After the funeral night and Qingluan left, the invincible Xiaoqiang's head twitched and suddenly said this.

The angry toad directly threw a cup and smashed people, and said that he would fight a decisive battle with the invincible Xiaoqiang, and he would not die.

The invincible Xiaoqiang realized the slip of the tongue and quickly apologized, and the ghost night flower and others also helped persuade him, and the toad didn't kill him.

"No, I have to watch her!" the toad dropped his glass and left the liquor store, chasing in the direction of the funeral night's departure.

The crowd leaned forward and leaned back in laughter.

I said...... Aren't you afraid of the toad looking for a decisive battle on the night of the funeral?" Qin Jian Gongzi reminded everyone in one sentence, and finally decided to let me follow in secret, and in case of an emergency, it would be good to mediate in time.

Besides, the toad is actually not so impulsive, and has been secretly following the funeral night and Qingluan.

After leaving the city, the two ran directly towards the forest, and the toad looked worried and scolded secretly: "What a special funeral night, you have to be conscious, otherwise don't blame the brother for turning his face and not recognizing people." ”

After the toad left the city, Ren Wulang's figure also appeared outside the city, secretly following him.

This night, the four of them did not rest, Qingluan took care of fighting with the gray wolf, and carefully guided on the side on the funeral night, and the toad and Ren Wulang hid in the dark.

On the night of the funeral, he also wondered, he did not hesitate to spend his prestige to forcibly improve Qingluan's cultivation and various indicators.

According to the results of the previous medicine department, Qingluan should be able to perform the continuous slashing technique, but the actual and expected are completely different, the deviation is too far, and until now Qingluan has not even mastered the foundation of the four swords.

"Mom, isn't it true that the factions are different, and the authorization effect is also different? If that's the case, then isn't my reputation in vain?"

Looking at it, I lost my confidence on the night of the funeral.

Speaking of Qingluan, he was still a little scared in the face of the gray wolf at first, and he screamed in fright, but he didn't dare to go too far from the funeral night.

Later, according to the essentials of the funeral night, she started the micro-footwork and began to deal with the gray wolf, and she felt as light as a swallow, coming and going freely, which was more energetic than what she saw in the film and television.

Wolves are social animals, and more Qingluan will definitely not be able to parry.

Therefore, on the night of the burial before the cultivation, all the other gray wolves were solved in advance, leaving only one for Qingluan to practice.

Qingluan's comprehension of micro-footwork is obviously higher than that of Lian Chop, from the previous fear to the hearty in the back, the progress is not a little bit.

Of course, Qingluan's progress is also added by the special authority of the sect.

The price paid for this is also very large, because prestige cannot be bought by money, and more than 98% of the people in the rivers and lakes have no prestige value until now, so you can imagine how precious the West is.

The reason why the funeral night is rich and wealthy is also due to the previous self-created prescriptions and self-created stunts.

But after a few consumptions, his prestige is gone, and he no longer dares to spend it.

"Little Master, how do you see my practice?" Qingluan asked about the funeral night while wrestling with the gray wolf, looking very relaxed.

"Very good!" The funeral night was listless, in fact, he was very disappointed in Qingluan in his heart, he knew that this was the case, it was better to leave the opportunity to Qin Jian Gongzi, maybe he could win glory for the sect in the arena.

"Little Master, I think it's a little difficult, can you find me a few more gray wolves!"

Without saying a word, he directly threw a quarter of the Beast Pill, and the gray wolf was furious in an instant, almost scaring Qingluan into tears.

But as the circumstance continued, Qingluan quickly adapted again, and proposed to increase the difficulty.

Funeral Night threw another quarter dose of the Beast Pill, and the gray wolf went berserk again. This was repeated until the entire Beast Pill was used up and the requirements of Qingluan were basically met.

The next day, the streets of the south of the city were full of traffic, crowded with men, women and men, and it was very lively.

Some of them felt familiar on the night of the funeral, and they should be members of the Five Poisons Sect's Scattered Alliance, but most of them were unfamiliar.

These people rarely come to the royal city, and they will only come to take a look if the supply needs to be replenished.

"Hey, how did the streets widen!" Qingluan had been haunting the south of the city for a long time, and he was more familiar with the environment here than on the night of the funeral, and he found a problem as soon as he went out.

The funeral night and others paid attention, and it was really like this, the street was more than half wide, and although there were many pedestrians, it was not particularly crowded.

Some players also took the opportunity to set up stalls on both sides of the street, selling items, and all kinds of propaganda took the stage, and the talk was all over the place.

There are those who sell weapons, some sell medicines, and some sell armor, all kinds of things, everything, but the quality is not high, and few people care about it.

In this lively occasion, Qingluan gave full play to the innocence of the girl, was curious about everything, saw wherever she went, asked questions, picked and chosen, and lived like a rabbit.

"Little Master, you see, that sword is so beautiful, I don't have a weapon in my hand yet, why don't you give me one!"

"Qingluan, you are becoming more and more unruly, can't you ask my brother if you need something?" The toad immediately paid for it, and did not bargain, and bought it directly.

"Brother, you usually pick the door so much, it's rare to be generous today! Be careful when I go back and tell my sister-in-law that you have pocket money!"

The old toad's face was cold, and he made a gesture to recapture the sword, but the Zhiqing Luan avoided him skillfully.

The toad's center of gravity was unstable, and it hit the woman in front of him all of a sudden, and the scolded dog was bloody, and everyone laughed!

Walking to another stall, Qingluan was curious again, the things that the person sold were also very strange, it was actually a set of four treasures of the study!

This thing is not a weapon, but for the literati.

"Little Master, can the four treasures of the study also be used as weapons?" asked Qingluan.

On the night of the funeral, an idea suddenly flashed, and his mind moved, didn't Qingluan learn the continuous slashing technique? In case he encountered an opponent from the Southern Alliance or the Yipinhui, he couldn't just run away, right?

"This is used by literati, how can it be used as a weapon!" said the toad.

"Brother Toad, I don't think it's impossible!" said the funeral night.

"Little Master, I didn't bring any money today, you take it first, and I'll pay it back to you. Qingluan felt that his brother was too strict, and he was angry, so he liked to raise the bar with him.

I didn't see the problem on the funeral night, I agreed, and then paid for this set of four treasures of the study!

In fact, even if Qingluan didn't ask for it, he would have bought it on the funeral night, because he thought of a way to deal with the enemy, but it could only be used on the members of the Yipinhui and the Southern Alliance.

"Hey, little master, look at the medicine, didn't you have it before! It's just that the color is different!" When he arrived at another stall, Qingluan shouted again.

When Funeral Night looked back, he was immediately overjoyed, isn't this the Five Poison Elixir? Because the formula is too difficult to come together, Funeral Night has not had time to refine it.

When he was in the east of the city, he relied on the two potions of ice and fire to practice the magic of ice and fire, and he could hit people to the point that he went crazy, and he couldn't try it for a hundred times, but the rest of the potions never had a chance to try.

As soon as he saw that there was business coming to the door, the stall brother seized the opportunity to start all kinds of boasting, saying like a miracle elixir, until the invincible Xiaoqiang gave him a basin of cold water.

There were 90 bottles of the potion, 30 of which were yellow, 29 of which were golden red, and 29 of which were emerald green.

Combined with the fiery red and azure before the funeral night, the five poison potions were complete.

In the end, Funeral Night spent five hundred taels of silver to buy all the potions.

The stall boy was so happy that he thought: This kind of thing can be sold for money, and his luck is too good!

He was afraid that he would regret the funeral night, so he hurriedly closed the stall, and before leaving, he specially instructed the funeral night: "Brother, this medicine is too powerful, you can't drink it, you have to give it to the enemy, make sure he is uncomfortable!"

Funeral Night nodded, and the other party kindly reminded that it was estimated that the two bottles that were missing had been tried.

"Tyrannical Destruction of Heavenly Things!" Funeral Night sighed secretly, and led everyone directly towards the martial arts field.

Regarding the registration, I discussed with Chenxi before the funeral night, and all the participants on the funeral night side were uniformly named Shennongmen, and the registration fee was borne by the funeral night.

This matter was handled by the invincible Xiaoqiang and Qin Jiangongzi.

The reason why this was done was also to start the reputation of Shennongmen and win the opportunity to be more prestigious.

In addition, if you sign up in a sectarian way, there will rarely be a crash, which avoids infighting.

"Wow, there are so many people!" Qingluan looked very surprised, because this was the first time she had seen this kind of scene.

"What is this, the dance forest conference back then was much better than this one. ”

"Brother, did you participate back then!" Qingluan said a word to shut up the toad, and he quickly turned his gaze away from her.

Because he was still a nobody at the Yipin Club at that time, he was not literate, and he had no chance to walk into the scene of the martial arts conference.

Ren Wulang is also enthusiastic when he sees such a scene, and he yearns for it inexplicably.

The group walked straight down the stairs, looking left and right to find a seat.

In addition to the participants, tickets are required to enter the venue, which means that every seat here has an owner, and there can be no random seats.

At this moment, thunderous applause suddenly sounded at the gate of the arena, and the people of the Yipin Guild led by Tu Shangqian rushed in, and their aura was very powerful.

Tu Shangqian also saw the funeral night, and a pair of eyes felt like they were about to erupt into fire, and his hatred for the funeral night now had sublimated to the point where he had to kill.

So after meeting, I was too lazy to be polite, and I snorted coldly and ignored it directly.

Demon Moon followed, also expressionless, and didn't even glance at Funeral Night and the others.

Ying Jiu's attitude was stronger, and he glared at the funeral night a few times, revealing a very murderous aura.

"Brother Burying, there is something wrong with this thing's eyes!" the invincible Xiaoqiang judged him like a monkey man.

"It could also be a fish-eyed mischief!" Funeral Night also looked at the other party's eyes from a different angle.

Ying Jiu almost didn't get mad on the spot, and immediately retracted his gaze and hurried away.

What's it? Is there such a humiliating thing?

The next to enter the venue was SAARC, which also had applause, which was very magnificent.

Zhao Chengfeng took the lead and had an elegant demeanor, but the funeral night knew that his demeanor was all pretended, and his nature was definitely not like this.

"Funeral night!" Ling Feiyan also came, still as elegant as before. The relationship with the funeral night is not deliberately evasive.

Zhao Chengfeng is very dissatisfied with this attitude, because the current Nanmeng can be said to be as powerful as fire and water with the ghost night flowers, with you and me, there is less hatred than Yipinhui.

"It's been a long time, are you okay?"

"It's okay! It's just boring!"

The two talked and laughed, but they didn't take Zhao Chengfeng in their eyes at all, and Bai Yuxin also greeted him with a smile.

She didn't have a good impression of the funeral night before, taking the funeral night on the bank of the Cangjiang River for help, Bai Yuxin also completely agreed with Zhao Chengfeng's decision at that time and refused to support the funeral night.

But since Ouyang Jie humiliated Ling Feiyan, Zhao Chengfeng didn't ask, and fought for her on the funeral night, Bai Yuxin's attitude began to change.

Seeing that his subordinates were like this, Zhao Chengfeng couldn't pull down his face, so he had to force a smile and greet the funeral night.

"Burial brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are more and more energetic!"

The funeral night arched his hand and said: "Thanks to the blessing of the Zhao League Leader!"

"This martial arts rookie competition must be a must-win for burying my brother!"

"I'm just here to make a fuss. "The funeral night returned.

Zhao Chengfeng sneered: "I guess so, because I heard that the rules of this rookie competition have changed, and many of the inferior methods cannot be used, such as what lime powder! Wild Beast Dan! are all included in the prohibited category, without these things, I am afraid that the cultivation of the burial brother will not even be able to enter the 10,000 people!"

The funeral night was shocked, and he really didn't know that these rules had been introduced, but he was very disgusted by Zhao Chengfeng's words.

"Zhao Mengzhu is also here to participate in the competition?" asked Funeral Night.

Zhao Chengfeng nodded and said with a smile: "My appearance won't pose a threat to Brother Fu, right?"

"Of course not!" "The leader of the Zhao League has also entered the ranks of heroes, and it can be regarded as a party figure, this time he was relegated to play the rookie list, presumably it is also inevitable, I want to congratulate you in advance!"

Zhao Chengfeng's face immediately sank, and as soon as he said this, he became angry. How to downgrade your funeral night is not clear?

"It's just that there are many talents in the rivers and lakes, and they are changing with each passing day, and I don't know how long the Zhao League Master can last?" Fu Ye held his hands and raised his head slightly, looking regretful, "If I had the cultivation of the Zhao League Master, I would never lose my value to compete for the rookie list, even if I wanted to fight for it, it would be for the fame list." ”

"This is all a matter of ambition and ability, you can't force it, isn't it difficult for Brother Fu to say this?"

Zhao Chengfeng's mouth was almost crooked.

(End of chapter)