Zhao Xiang laughed, and then thought about it, what Shenhuan said was indeed reasonable, so he didn't think it was wrong.

In just a moment, he heard the sound of the door opening, and hurriedly collected his mind and relaxed.

Zhao Xiang understands the truth that the husband is not guilty of his crimes, no matter when, especially now, danger is around, cunning is rampant, and it is even more necessary to do so, and he must not reveal the information that half of the doppelganger has a strange treasure.

A scrawny young man, thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in gray and with a tired face, pushed the door open and entered.

The faint backlight behind the door blurred his slender and thin body, revealing a poignant vicissitudes of life, which was extremely incommensurate with his age.

Only the dark and translucent eyes seemed to hint at the purity and sincerity that this young man should have.

Before stepping into the threshold of cultivation, if it was in such a faint light, Zhao Xiang would not be able to see the young man's facial expression clearly.

However, now, after the transformation, tempering, and improvement of the wisp of remnant soul left in the divine ring by the nameless old man, he has leapt from an ordinary boy who is only ten years old to the third layer of the True Condensation Period, so his eyesight is naturally far superior to these so-called outer disciples, even compared with Tang Biao, the junior brother who has entered the sixth layer of the condensation period, or even slightly stronger.

At this moment, if he is given a low-grade flying sword and a little training, Zhao Xiang can definitely control the flying sword to fly freely, but for these, although Zhao Xiang knows it in his heart, in order to hide his strength, he has to endure the pain and cut his love, just think about it in his heart.

As soon as the black-eyed boy pushed the door in, he suddenly looked up, and when he saw Zhao Xiang sitting on the edge of the bed, his long black eyebrows moved.

However, he quickly adjusted his mood, took the flint out of his pocket, and struck it a few times before lighting the pine nut lamp hanging on the wall.

He clasped his hands on his chest, looked at Zhao Xiang carefully, sighed, ignored it, lay down and fell asleep.

Zhao Xiang didn't pay attention to it at all, touched his hungry stomach, and thought of the ten stones of wood that he would have to hand over tomorrow, even if he got up early in the morning, he didn't know if he could complete this task.

After thinking about it, Zhao Xiang took out the dried sweet potatoes from the package, chewed them rattling, and ate them with relish.

Maybe the rattling sound of chewing dried sweet potatoes alarmed the young man on the bed opposite, Zhao Xiang's eyes caught a glimpse of him turning over, then put his hands back, and quickly sat up, his mouth half open, his eyes staring directly at the few pieces of dried sweet potatoes he was holding in his hands.

The black-eyed young man swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, his eyes seemed to be glued to the dried sweet potato in Zhao Xiang's hand, and he stammered and asked:

"Yes, can you give me a few pieces...... Do you want to eat?"

Zhao Xiang threw a few pieces casually:

"Okay, eat, if it's not enough, I'll have it here, keep you full. ”

The young man caught the dried sweet potatoes thrown by Zhao Xiang with both hands, stuffed three or four slices into his mouth, and devoured the dried sweet potatoes thrown by Zhao Xiang and ate them all.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiang threw a few more pieces.

The young man grabbed it like a hungry wolf, stuffed it into his mouth haphazardly, then jumped out of bed, grabbed the cup on the table beside the bed, poured two glasses of water, and drank it into his stomach.

"Fuck, grandpa, I haven't eaten for three days, that Wu Renyi, raised by the little mother, will deduct my rations. Thanks, brother. What's your name?"

The boy touched his stomach as his eyes glowed with anger and scolded fiercely.

Zhao Xiang reported his name.

"Are you Zhao Xiang?" the young man was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "Is that Zhao Xiang, the mixed spirit root with mediocre qualifications, Zhao Xiang, who squeezed into the threshold of the Wuyue Sect by opening the back door and sharpening his head?...... Hehe, Wu Renyi spread these news everywhere, I look at you, hehe, this time you are in the limelight among the outer disciples, and you are so red that you are purple. ”

Seeing Zhao Xiang's embarrassed face in the flickering light, the young man also felt ashamed and patted his head.

He chuckled under his breath:

"Brother, it seems that you are only eleven or twelve years old, right? My name is Zhang Qiang, and I am fifteen this year. Now among the outer disciples, there is no one who doesn't know you, don't blame me for saying that just now, to be honest, I still admire you, you are so young, you came to the Wuyue Sect, it's amazing. Mixed Spirit Root, What's wrong with Mixed Spirit Root? You can't cultivate the truth and cultivate immortals? Those guys who have water spirit roots, golden spirit roots, or whatever, haven't they cultivated to the right fruit until they die, aren't there many people?"

Zhao Xiang's face changed slightly, he smiled speechlessly and bitterly, and threw a few pieces of dried sweet potatoes to Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang took it casually, put a piece in his mouth, and chewed unhurriedly.

"Zhao Xiang, keep it for yourself, you just came," he said with an embarrassed expression, "I don't understand a lot of things, Wu Shiren, who is in charge of the crooked sect disciples, has sores on the top of his head and pus on the soles of his feet, and his stomach is full of bad water, so you will know when you work tomorrow." His grandmother's, he simply doesn't treat us outer disciples as human beings. ”

"Ah?!Is it Wu cannibalism?or is it shameless?"

Zhao Xiang was stunned for a moment, and the guy in charge of the outer disciple who was called Wu Renyi immediately appeared in front of him, and his attitude towards him changed three times in an instant, and he immediately realized that the title of "Wu Cannibal" or "Shameless Man" was wonderful, and it was none other than him, as if this name was specially tailored for him.

But he was really unsure in his heart, whether the other party was talking about him, so he looked up at Zhang Qiang with black eyes.

"Did you see him? It's Wu Renyi, who is in charge of arranging the work of the outer disciples," Zhang Qiang spat on the ground fiercely, gritting his teeth, "He is also an outer disciple, but he climbed up with rhetoric, and it is said that he has obtained some kind of cultivation." Don't look at him handsome and handsome, but the means of dealing with outer disciples are extremely ruthless, and everyone calls him that in private. ”

Zhao Xiang began to make up the packages on the bed:

"I know which one you're talking about. Today I went to report to the general office and saw him, and he instructed me to cut ten stones of wood every day from tomorrow onwards, otherwise I would be exempted from three meals. ”

"Huh?" Zhang Qiang, who was standing on the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed in surprise and worry, "Brother, didn't you have a deep hatred with him?"

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Xiang's hand that was tying a slipknot at the mouth of the package stopped, and he looked at the other party with a puzzled expression.

In his heart, a very bad premonition suddenly rose.

Zhang Qiang stared at Zhao Xiang for a long time, Zuihou looked at him with an extremely sympathetic look, and said helplessly:

"You must have offended that Wu cannibalism. At the beginning, because I quarreled with him a few words, he repaired it, cut the wood for half a year, and I didn't eat this meal a few times, that miserable, I had to go to the mountains to find wild fruits and dig birds' eggs to survive, and now I am afraid even if I think about it. Ten stones a day, what a terrifying number, how can it be accomplished? Besides, you're so tall, so big, oh my God, forget it, I won't eat your dry food, you better keep it for yourself, in the future, alas, ......"

Looking at Zhao Xiang's increasingly gloomy gaze, Zhang Qiang swallowed the words behind him, brushed his butt from the edge of the bed, walked in front of Zhao Xiang, and stuffed all the remaining dried sweet potato chips in his hand into Zhao Xiang's hand.

Zhang Qiang glanced at Zhao Xiang with pitiful eyes again.

He sighed deeply, turned back to the bed, and lay down under the covers again.

After a while, Zhang Qiang fell asleep.

Zhao Xiang heard the other party's even breathing, and from time to time heard the sound of his teeth gently bumping.

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