"I haven't seen you for a year, you kid has grown a lot!"

In the courtyard that belonged to Wu Xiaoyao alone, the Poison Hand Medicine King looked at Wu Xiaoyao and praised.

The corners of Wu Xiaoyao's mouth curled, a year of selfless cultivation did have some results, with his age, the early stage of the Memory Realm was consummated, and breaking through the bottleneck was just around the corner!

Wu Xiaoyao was secretly glad that the Poison Hand Medicine King had not forgotten their promise to each other, and now with his perfect cultivation in the early stage of the Memory Realm, to complete the things explained by the Poison Hand Medicine King, Wu Xiaoyao was full of confidence and confidence.

"Say what you need me to do!"

Wu Xiaoyao looked at the Poison Hand Medicine King with burning eyes, it can be said that Wu Xiaoyao has been waiting for this time for more than a year.

"It's dangerous, and it's very likely to be fatal. Have you thought it through?"

Wu Xiaoyao pursed his lips and nodded: "People live without passion, it is better to die!"

The Poison Hand Medicine King recalled Wu Xiaoyao's words, gave a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Good boy, the old man has underestimated you, you are not a person who is afraid of death." ”

"I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid of death!" Wu Xiaoyao smiled, pointed to himself and said, "But I'm more afraid of loneliness!

The Poison Hand Medicine King didn't refute Wu Xiaoyao's words, and said thoughtfully: "Whether this matter is successful or not, the old man owes you a favor, and the old man promises you that he will definitely let Rouxue recover her memory!"

After receiving the promise of the Poison Hand Medicine King, Wu Xiaoyao grinned, the gloom in his heart was swept away, and said, "Now you can say it, what can I do for you?"

"Enter the Burial Sword Cliff, and the old man will tell you what to do next. ”

Wu Xiaoyao didn't ask much, nodded, he had doubts in his heart, but he didn't plan to ask, the Poison Hand Medicine King still had reservations until this moment, so why didn't he have an extra heart.

Outside the Burial Sword Cliff, Wu Xiaoyao saluted to the armless Dongfang senior, "Core disciple Wu Xiaoyao, can you enter the Burial Sword Cliff?"

"Wait!"

Dongfang senior's eyes slowly opened, and the insightful eyes made Wu Xiaoyao no longer there, as if Dongfang senior's eyes could see through his heart.

Wu Xiaoyao admonished himself to relax, the gentleman was open!

Sitting cross-legged outside the Burial Sword Cliff, Wu Xiaoyao waited patiently, and from time to time he glanced at the disciples who were waiting to enter the Burial Sword Cliff, and everyone's face was full of anxiety and urgency.

"Bad luck, I only got a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and I had the opportunity to enter the Burial Sword Cliff in vain!"

The disciple who had entered the Burial Sword Cliff before walked out with a decrepit face, muttering in his mouth, looking like he was in a bad mood.

"Enter!"

Dongfang seniors gave an order, and the Burial Sword Cliff should not enter two people at the same time, and if someone comes out, someone should naturally go in.

Like Wu Xiaoyao, the disciples who were waiting for the opportunity to enter looked at Wu Xiaoyao, and Jian Wu Xiaoyao had no intention of getting up, and a disciple walked over.

"Senior Brother Wu, please first!"

Wu Xiaoyao, who doesn't know anyone in the Burial Sword Villa now? How dare his disciples below take the lead in entering the Burial Sword Cliff.

"First come, first come, there must be some rules.

I'm late, there are ten of you in front, you just go in order, and I'll naturally go in when it's my turn!"

Entering the Burial Sword Cliff is equivalent to having one more opportunity to have a high-grade spiritual weapon, although the majority of disciples who have obtained a medium-grade spiritual weapon, who doesn't want to get a high-grade spiritual weapon?

After Wu Xiaoyao finished speaking, his image instantly rose tall in everyone's hearts, and everyone saluted one after another, and shouted at the same time: "Senior Brother Xie Wu is complete!"

The high-grade spiritual weapons in the Burial Sword Cliff are limited, and the disciples are unlimited, and everyone is eager to be the first to enter it and try their luck.

The less chance you have of getting a high-grade spiritual weapon if you go late, you understand all the common sense, and you are impressed by Wu Xiaoyao's righteous and righteous bearing.

Wu Xiaoyao spoke, and the rest of the disciples entered, and everyone had a tacit understanding that they were unwilling to stay in it longer, as long as an hour, and as short as half an hour, they would come out.

When ten people in front of Wu Xiaoyao entered and nine people entered, a fragrance wafted outside the burial sword cliff, Wu Xiaoyao took a deep breath, and couldn't help but look for incense.

It's her!

When Wu Xiaoyao saw the person coming, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he closed his eyes and ignored it, while the rest of the disciples did not dare to learn Wu Xiaoyao, and got up and saluted one after another.

"I've seen Senior Sister Oriental Pearl!"

"Hmm. Dongfang Mingzhu's mind was not on these disciples at all, and his eyes were puffing up looking at Wu Xiaoyao, who closed his eyes like an old monk sitting in meditation.

"Damn bastard, pretend not to see Miss Ben?" Dongfang Mingzhu was angry when he saw Wu Xiaoyao's ignorant appearance, and said coldly: "How long has the disciple been in before?"

"Back to Senior Sister, it's been nearly an hour!"

"Look, he's out. ”

The disciple who walked out had a smile on his face, waved the big knife in his hand and just wanted to brag, but when he saw the unkind cheeks of the Oriental Pearl, he put away the big knife and said respectfully: "The disciple has seen Senior Sister Oriental Pearl!"

"Okay, don't delay Miss Ben to enter the Burial Sword Cliff!"

Dongfang Mingzhu was about to walk in as he spoke, and the disciple in front of Wu Xiaoyao looked depressed, it was his turn to go in, but he really didn't have the courage to say it.

Let Dongfang Mingzhu wait? He doesn't have the courage! What's more, Dongfang Mingzhu is used to being domineering in the Burial Sword Villa, who dares to provoke her?

"When the aunt of the Oriental Pearl comes out, it will be my turn. The disciple thought in his heart, looking at Wu Xiaoyao with grateful eyes, if it wasn't for Wu Xiaoyao, he didn't know when he would be able to enter the Burial Sword Cliff!

"Wait!"

Wu Xiaoyao's voice sounded abruptly, Oriental Pearl didn't pay attention to it at all, and the next second Wu Xiaoyao blocked Oriental Pearl's way.

"Bastard, you dare to block Miss Ben's way?!"

Dongfang Mingzhu was very annoyed with Wu Xiaoyao, and he had nowhere to vent his worries, and when he saw Wu Xiaoyao sent to the door, his anger formed two pillars of fire in his eyes, and he rushed straight to Wu Xiaoyao, and he was bound to burn Wu Xiaoyao to death.

The anger in Oriental Pearl's words Wu Xiaoyao heard it, but Wu Xiaoyao ignored it, Wen Daodao: "Don't dare, I just hope that Miss Oriental Pearl will come according to the rules!"

Propriety?

Dongfang Mingzhu and the onlookers were dumbfounded, Wu Xiaoyao actually talked to Dongfang Mingzhu about the rules? Didn't he know that Dongfang Mingzhu's father was the owner of the Burial Sword Villa?

Everyone fed Wu Yaoyao and prayed, wouldn't offending the Oriental Pearl indirectly offend the owner of the Burial Sword Villa?

Dongfang Mingzhu's delicate body gasped continuously, Qianqianyu pointed at Wu Xiaoyao's nose, and said coldly: "Rules?

Dongfang Mingzhu glared at Wu Xiaoyao angrily, this bastard, embarrassed Miss Ben in front of the disciples below, see how I clean you up.

"Are you a man? If you don't take advantage of the opportunity, no one will give it up!

Wu Xiaoyao ignored Dongfang Mingzhu's angry gaze, looked at the disciple in front of him, and after saying this, the disciple lowered his head in a panic.