When Song Hongnan woke up, there was a bowl of hot rice porridge on the table.

This is the first time Sang-gong has cooked porridge for himself, right?

She was happy in her heart, but just as she was about to pick up the porridge bowl, a yellow-tailed suddenly squeezed into the house through the crack in the window.

"Xiao Huang, do you also know that I am sick, so you came to see me?" Song Hongnan looked a little haggard, chirping and jumping birds on the table, showing a gentle smile.

She held the porcelain bowl, and the heat passed from the bowl to the palm of her hand and then into her heart.

But the chickadees were chirping incessantly, and when they saw that she wanted to drink, they ran closer to her, and pecked the back of the young woman's hand with their pointed beaks, as if to prompt something.

"Are you blaming me for eating alone?" Song Hongnan picked out some rice and just wanted to put it on the table, but quickly withdrew it, "No, this is the first porridge that Xianggong cooked for me, and I can't give it to you." ”

But the grew more and more anxious, chirping and fluttering their wings.

Soon, several more chickadees came in between the windows, one of which had a thin piece of paper in its mouth, and some sporadic white dust in it.

The piece of paper was thrown in front of Song Hongnan, and a pair of stood in a row like a meritorious gesture, looking at her with a grunt.

Song Hongnan was stunned, her smile froze a little.

But the next moment, she smiled and said, "Okay, I know you care about me, then I'm going to have a good rest." I'm going to play with you another day. ”

As if he could understand her, the jumped for a while, then peeked out of the window, fluttering its wings and flying away.

The birds go, the house is empty.

Song Hongnan stared at the porcelain bowl in front of him quietly, as if thinking about something, then took a deep breath and ate the rice porridge in a big gulp.

Then with a smile, he lay down quietly on the bed.

A wave of tiredness hit her, and she slowly closed her eyes.

It didn't take long for the wooden door of the bedroom to be pushed open.

Xia Wuwu walked in, he took a letter, half a book, his eyes swept over the empty porridge bowl, and the piece of paper that had once been filled with drugs and tonics, and then looked around sideways, until he saw the window edge that still had a gap.

He squinted, didn't stay long, and carefully placed the letter and book next to his wife's pillow in his secret realm.

The book is half a mountain character scripture.

According to his observations over the years, although Song Hongnan is not good at martial arts, he has a strong talent in herbal medicine, medical treatment, organs, disguise, and affinity with animals.

Therefore, half of the Shanzi Sutra was left to her, which should be enough to protect herself.

And the remaining half will be handed over to her before she is about to leave the secret realm.

Going down the mountain with a beautiful woman who doesn't know martial arts, in addition to dragging, it is still dragging, so let her stay, this is Xia Wuwu's decision.

A few days ago, since I felt that my martial arts had reached a bottleneck, there was no breakthrough, and I had the idea of going down the mountain.

The cold voice of the system was also heard.

"Ding, the host triggers the task: join the Dalian League, join and become the leader of the Dalian League, and if you succeed, you can get the top lottery once, and open the third function in addition to the "task" and "lottery". If you fail, you will randomly forget a top-level exercise. ”

This task is enforced, and rejection is counted as a failure. ”

Xia Wuwu thought about it for a while, and he already understood that this was because he had now replaced Ling Jingjing, so he had to complete some of his things in this world, if to put it in other words.

That is the "potential" contained in Ling Jing's body, and now this "potential" has been transferred to himself, and it is impossible to avoid it.

So he could only choose to accept it.

One man and one sword, riding down the mountain.

These days, his hair has grown again, and after a slight change of appearance, he came to a stronghold under the Dalian League.

Originally, I was thinking about how to join.

However, he came just in time when the Dalian League was recruiting troops and seemed to be preparing to start a war between the forces of the rivers and lakes.

Recruiting people here is one of the three outer halls under the incense master.

First register, that is, who is the surname, what experience has he had, whether he is famous in the rivers and lakes, and then he tries his strength, internal strength, and martial arts.

When others asked about his name, Xia Wuwu naturally made it up, and said lightly: "My name is Ling Luoshi, I use a sword, I live in seclusion on weekdays, my master has died, and I have just come out of the mountain." ”

Because of the large number of people, the registered person was also hasty, and when he heard that he knew swordsmanship, he directly wrote down his name and asked him to test his strength, internal strength, and martial arts.

The so-called test of strength is weightlifting.

In the open space, there are stones that hold the grippers in place, arranged in this way from large to small.

Xia Wuwu stood in the crowd, saw the person in the middle clearing, sank into luck, and then burst into a loud shout and lifted a boulder high above his head.

There was a round of applause and applause.

After a few times, it was his turn.

Xia Wuwu walked directly to the side of the largest stone, and the surrounding onlookers immediately burst into laughter.

"Look at that kid, can't he see himself clearly?"

"He still wants to lift such a big boulder, I'm afraid he is living in a dream!"

Even if he lifted it with all his might, if he was not careful, his hand slipped slightly, and he would be smashed into meat sauce. ”

"People want to perform, and they want to get a good position just after entering the Dalian League. But I don't know that if I don't have that ability, even if I sit in this position, I will die. ”

Xia Wuwu's expression remained unchanged, and his right hand carried the internal force of the first door of the four doors of the screen, and his palm slowly attached to the bottom of the boulder.

Click...

The boulder suddenly cracked, spreading like an octopus-clawed spider in all directions, and then quickly crumbled into more than a dozen pieces of rubble.

There was an eerie silence all around.

"Is there something wrong with the stones?"

"How is that possible..."

At this moment, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who was sitting on the high platform suddenly got up, and it seemed that he was the caretaker of the Dalian League's stronghold here.

He volleyed down, looked at the boulder, and then at the short-haired man in front of him.

Said coldly: "Don't have any ghost ideas, these boulders to test their strength are not easy to make, and they all cost silver taels." ”

"If you break a tool, you need to pay compensation. ”

Xia Wuwu said lightly: "How do you know that it's not that I have too much strength, and this stone can't bear it?"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi laughed and said, "It's up to you?"

Seeing that the short-haired man in front of him was silent, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said coldly: "If you don't accept it, I'll let you punch me, if you can make me move, even if you have some ability, then you only need to compensate." ”

"But if you don't even have the ability to let me move, then don't blame me for being rude. ”

Xia Wuwu looked at the rather arrogant middle-aged man in front of him, and said lightly: "That's okay." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter broke out on the side.

"I don't think I can do it, but I dare to challenge the Lord of the incense. ”

"Looks like he doesn't want to live anymore, hahaha. ”

Xia Wuwu's eyes were cold, and he didn't say much, he directly raised his slap, used the power of Yijiazi, and slapped it out at will.

With a smile of disdain, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi slowly raised his right arm, and his hand was like a big net bag towards the oncoming hand.

"With all your strength, you only have one chance. The middle-aged man reminded lightly.

Rumble!

After a loud bang, the middle-aged man who had been in a master's posture a moment ago had already been photographed and flew out, and his body cracked in mid-air, bringing out scarlet blood.

Like a fly.