Stealing half a day of leisure, Qi Ming and Lin Buxiu just played chess and drank against each other, compared to the previous fighting, killing, killing and licking blood, now it is more like the monk life of Xianyun Yehe. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are still big battles in the vicinity, with wind and thunder roaring, and water and fire intertwined...... The two of them just turned a deaf ear.

Except for the occasional guy who didn't have long eyes and crashed into the door, but was scared away by the wolf-headed general guarding the door, the rest of the time was calm, but it didn't disturb Qi Ming's rare leisure time.

It's strange to say, Qi Ming and Lin Buxiu didn't know each other for a long time, but they were as familiar as old friends who had reunited after a long farewell, chatting and laughing and scolding, without any unfamiliarity and defense.

Some people are born friends, and they don't have to deliberately socialize, and Qi Ming and Lin Buxiu also have a certain ** nature.

The two talked happily with each other, but Lin Zhiyi didn't move at all, staring at the mirror in a daze all day and night, without saying a word, looking at herself coldly like an outsider.

Qi Ming originally had the intention to ask Lin Zhiyi about the Lin Ziyu plate, and took the opportunity to solve the mystery of Lin Xiaolian's life experience.

Just looked at Lin Zhiyi's appearance, as if he had lost three souls and seven spirits, he didn't answer, ignored it, and Qi Ming had no choice but to give up.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The rock feud never appeared, and there was no trace of the python spirit.

The three pig demons, who are said to be not small, also disappeared out of thin air as if they had evaporated from the world.

The jade slip in Qi Ming's arms began to buzz and vibrate, and as soon as the hour came to the end of this round of blood fighting, the teleportation circle on it would naturally open.

As for the wolf-headed general, this thing is unlucky, Yu Jian has been manipulated by the blood centipede, and he can't leave this world at all.

Exiting the chaotic ruins will only teleport to the next scene and continue to the next round of life-and-death struggles.

After all, in addition to this year's competition, there will be a lot of after-shows, and they are usually those life and death fights that take a short time, a simple ring, and dozens or hundreds of games can be played all day and night.

The wolf-headed general followed Qi Ming and spent a rare two days of leisurely life, but after getting out of the chaotic ruins, what he was about to face was a series of life-and-death ring matches, and another group of outlaws really fought to the death.

In this regard, Qi Ming was not too worried about the life of the wolf-headed general...... The Blood Centipede Old Demon had the intention of torturing the latter, so naturally he would not easily let the wolf-headed general die early, as long as the latter was unwilling to die, the Ten Thousand Demon Blood Fight would be his endless reincarnation of the Shura field.

General Wolf Head obviously has such an awareness, but for the sake of the Wolf Head Mountain family, Shura Field, he also has to break through.

Thinking about what happened to the wolf-headed general, Qi Ming still felt a little guilty about him.

After all, the centipede essence was killed by the gourd babies, and the wolf-headed general didn't know it from beginning to end, but he was dragged into the water by the bear children.

It's just that now his strength is insufficient, and he can't beat the old demon of the blood centipede, and Qi Ming can only pat the wolf-headed general on the shoulder, and everything is silent.

Sigh on the occasion.

A melodious bell suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and the bell came from above the sky.

Immediately afterward, the annoying noise of the crow spirit sounded again.

"I declare that this bloody fight: Chaos and Ruins, this is the end! Congratulations to the surviving ......"

The crow spirit was still chattering, but the jade slip in Qi Ming's arms suddenly turned into a streamer and flew out, quietly suspended above Qi Ming's head, and a white light drooped downward, firmly protecting Qi Ming, who was holding a wine glass.

This is a defensive circle designed to protect the lives of the survivors at the end of the bloodfight...... In order to prevent someone from being viciously retaliated against by the opponent after the bloody fight, it can be regarded as a protective measure for the players.

On the other side of the wine table, Lin Buxiu, who originally had a slightly drunken expression on his face, saw the white light on Qi Ming's body rise, his expression suddenly became solemn, and his eyes became clear again.

Looking at Lin Buxiu, who suddenly sat up, Qi Ming also sat up slightly, drank all the wine in the cup, and threw the empty cup back on the table with a "bang", which was very casual.

"Brother Lin, take care. ”

"Little Engong, take care. ”

This parting, each in a hurry, may not be able to see each other again in the future.

Qi Ming wants to kill the blood centipede, save his brother, kill the snake spirit, save his grandfather, and the road ahead is endless.

Lin Buxiu has the blood of the gods, the kings covet it, and he guards the empty city with his wife, and the future is also difficult and bumpy.

When the words of the difficult brother came to his mouth, there was only one sentence left, take care.

The next moment, the white light around Qi Ming's body suddenly retracted, and together with the wolf-headed general, he turned into a white rainbow across the sun, and for a moment they staggered each other, and then threw themselves in two different directions, cutting through the sky and going away.

In the small courtyard, Lin Buxiu still maintained his original sitting posture motionless, for a long time, he lifted a cup and poured himself a drink.

For a long time, Lin Zhiyi, who had been sitting in front of the mirror for a long time, suddenly moved slightly, opened her thin lips lightly, and her voice was as low as a mosquito.

"Lin Zhiyi. ”

Half a day.

"Lin doesn't repair. ”

......

"Qi Ming, first round result: none, second round result: two, third round result: one. ”

When Qi Ming walked out of the teleportation channel, the screen on the aperture jumped out of such a message again.

Ignoring the complicated gazes of others who were surprised, disdainful, awe-inspired, jealous, or accustomed to it, Qi Ming looked left and right, but did not search for the figure he hoped to see in the crowd.

"Before the blood centipede is defeated, the seventh brother had better not meet with them. ”

Liuwa's advice was still vivid, Qi Ming couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved, he shook his head fiercely, Qi Ming put the sheathed Chopping Qiu behind him, and walked straight to the door.

The demons were bustling, some were about to enter, and some were victorious and left.

Qi Ming had just taken two steps, but a little demon suddenly came out next to him and stopped in front of Qi Ming.

"Mr. Qi! It's me!"

Qi Ming was slightly stunned, frowned and looked over, and recognized it for a while before remembering the identity of this little demon.

It turned out to be the monster behind the counter when he signed up for the blood fight that day, but he didn't know what this little demon was doing to stop him.

Seeing Qi Ming's slightly puzzled gaze, the little demon hurriedly smiled, and said respectfully: "Congratulations to Mr. Qi for winning the first place, and a piece of spirit stone on the award...... This way, please?"

A piece of high-grade spirit stone?

Qi Ming's face suddenly showed a strange look.

He was in the chaos and ruins, and although he didn't make a move in the next two days, when he was underground, all the demon cultivators who died on that altar were now in his pocket.

Ordinary blood fighters, there is wine today and drunk today, all of them are poor, and most of the reserves in the Qiankun bag are consumables such as pills and charms, and there are very few spirit stones.

But the golden-robed lion's Qiankun bag...... gave Qi Ming an unexpected surprise.

There are nearly 100 high-grade spirit stones alone, and the middle-grade spirit stones are piled up as high as a hill, compared to the few lower-grade spirit stones.

At first glance, it is a local tyrant.

Qi Ming didn't know that after the Northland Lion Clan expelled the children of the family, according to a series of considerations such as the status of the previous clan, their own talents, etc., they would give some material help, which could be regarded as the last bit of care given by the family to these unlucky children.

But the golden-robed lion died in the blood battle of ten thousand demons, and obviously he could no longer enjoy the last residual warmth of the family, and the result was cheaper than Qi Ming.

In Qi Ming's opinion, this unlucky child also deserves it.

It's a huge bag, not to mention the magic weapon of the spell, and even the elixir can't find a few bottles, except for the spirit stone, it is still the spirit stone.

Such a mobile treasure trove is running away in the blood fight of ten thousand demons, if he doesn't die, who will die?