The more Shi Lezhan thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. I helped Situ Weichen, and the guy with no conscience lost himself. In case he encounters the Canglong Sect, he doesn't know whether he will die horizontally or vertically.

And now that he has provoked the Canglong Sect, it is very thrilling to walk on this road.

"Shi Lezhan. Han Liang saw the listless Shi Lezhan and stepped forward.

"Situ Weichen, huh, your spiritual sign ·······?" Shi Lezhan was a little stunned when he saw a sun flying towards him above his head. Did this Situ Weichen go outside and scavenge everyone's spiritual markers?

"Luo Xiu gave it to me, and he said that he was in a hurry and could not participate in this competition anymore. "Chill is an understatement.

Well, I see, and it conforms to the image of Luo Xiu in the hearts of everyone. Shi Lezhan didn't ask much: "There is still one hour before the game is over, it seems that you are the first to decide." ”

Before Shi Lezhan could finish speaking, a sarcastic sneer came from the side.

"It turned out to be Situ Weichen, I haven't seen you for a long time. "This voice, that's called a rough one. Han Liang looked back almost a little curiously, this strange voice should have come from a fat man, right?

When I turned around, I was stunned, what about people?

"What the hell, look here!" roared in a rough voice.

Han Liang looked down, "poof", and couldn't help laughing. Who is this, really out of a new realm·········

Look at his face belongs to a resolute uncle, but his body is a nine-year-old child.

The dwarf's face was a little red and hot, his eyes were about to pop out, and his narrowed pupils and large whites of his eyes were all cold. This ········ It's a little crazy········

Coldly smiled and stepped back, his hands in front of his chest.

Unexpectedly, the short man's angry face suddenly turned into a big smile, and he rushed forward directly to give Han Liang a bear hug.

"You're always so arrogant and arrogant, I don't even know your old friend. The short man was visibly excited to see the cold, and his face was full of smiles.

Is he so familiar with Situ Weichen? Han Liang could only continue to laugh awkwardly, and now he didn't even know the name of this dwarf.

"Long time no see. Han Liang had no choice but to reply, and wanted to pat his shoulder, but unexpectedly touched the bald head of the little man.

This ········· It's not smooth to the touch.

"Don't touch it! How many times have I told you! I won't be tall if I touch my head!" the little man jumped to the side in annoyance.

It seems that Situ Weichen often touches his bald head.

"It's fine. In order to hide his embarrassment, Han Liang had to wave his hand, "Anyway, if you don't touch you, you won't grow tall." ”

The atmosphere was extremely awkward at this point, and the air froze.

Shi Lezhan looked at Han Liang's stiff and paralyzed face, and then looked at the little man's somewhat flushed uncle's face, he had no choice but to run out to play a round.

"Nongle, long time no see. Shi Lezhan smiled and walked towards the little man.

"Shi Lezhan, why is this guy still so ignorant of etiquette!" said the little man, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Hahahaha, you have played with him since you were a child, don't you know that he has such a dead temper?" Shi Lezhan snorted, but his eyes signaled coldness to relieve the embarrassment.

Well, don't you need it······· Han Liang looked at the sunset expressionlessly and said, "The game time is almost over." ”

Sure enough, as soon as the cold voice fell, a projection of a man appeared in the air.

"The sect competition has ended. With that, everyone was teleported out of the forest.

"Looks like you're the first. Shi Lezhan and Nong Le said in unison, but there was no trace of vinegar.

Is this the legendary blessing from a friend?

But there is an inexplicable numbness of flesh········ It seems that he is really not suitable for the crowd and friends.

"Oh, maybe. Han Liang had to smile.

In the sense of a real game, I shouldn't have won, something I didn't get by strength, and I couldn't be happy at all.

It's the same feeling as begging.

Nong Le and Shi Le Zhan looked at each other, not understanding what Han Liang meant.

Looking at the cold and paralyzed face, there is no one left, and this is similar to the feeling of crying and mourning on a happy day.