The villain is too evil

Xiao Nianzhi turned a blind eye to the Nangong Mansion's agreement, and ran to Yangu several times to grind Qing'er's spiritual power, because she was reluctant to help him, but nothing happened.

However, Nangong Mansion looked very strict, no matter how cunning Xiao Nianzhi was, she only came out twice, and the duration did not exceed an hour. But for Fuyan, waiting for surprises to come every day, these years of anticipation are like knives Tip licking candy.

Every time Xiao Nianzhi came here, he would bring the pine cat that he gave to Fuyan, just twice. The pine cat came in a different shape, and gained a lot of weight. Fortunately, Mao Shun was beautiful in color, fat and beautiful named cute.

Fu Yan grabbed Songmao's ears, and said to Xiao Nianzhi: "Master, give it a name, Songmao Songmao's name is not good."

Xiao Nianzhi was studying the wooden box that Qing Er gave him spiritual power, thinking that this thing is so magical, he said casually: "It's up to you, you can give it to me."

Fuyan raised her head together and said, "How about calling Yujun?"

Xiao Nianzhi felt goosebumps all over her body when she heard the literary name, but she didn't have the nerve to say it was rustic, so she let him go.

"Give your name a surname. It must be the name of a lady from a family. It's really good."

Fu Yan shook her head, and said piously: "Nian and Jun Moci, Wanli will return soon."

"Master, I said earlier that I like you, it's the same wherever I go."

Xiao Nianzhi's ears were numb, his face turned red suddenly, and he hesitated for a long time.

I was very annoyed in my heart, how could a majestic fairy be teased around by a little kid all day long, without any power to fight back?

Xiao Nianzhi coughed lightly, forgot the words for a while, spelled out a sentence, and said: "Then what, I'll go back first, I see that the spiritual power is being consumed very quickly."

Fu Yan was in a good mood, and said cheerfully: "Master, go slowly, and come back another day."

Xiao Nianzhi's head is full of black lines, this kid, he seems to have opened a brothel on this mountain, why is he speaking in such a tone...

After returning to Yangu, Fuyan found out that the master left in a hurry, and Songmao forgot to take it away.Confused, if the rigid old man Yan Gu sees it, it will be unlucky.

"Brother Fuyan, brother Fuyan."

Kansui was bouncing up and down, and a savage pierced him.Yan Gu has too many rules, people of her age get up at five or six o'clock, recite books with a shake of their heads, have morning tea, and then practice sword.

Gan Sui glanced at Fu Yan several times by chance, and wanted to go over to call him, but was caught by the teacher, who memorized an hour longer than other disciples.

The teacher seems to be targeting her very much, no one is looking at her, just looking at herself.

"It's you?!" Fu Yan didn't know that Gan Sui had come here too, she was so busy cutting yellow flowers and grass a few days ago that she didn't have time to take care of others, seeing her old friend from Nangong Mansion today, she felt a little warm.

"Why are you here?"

Kansui had a clever mind and could speak: "I will watch over you on behalf of Xianjun to prevent my brother from being hurt."

She moved Xiao Nianzhi out, which indirectly covered up the actual intention of coming here, and it could increase her goodwill. The moment she said Xiao Nianzhi just now, the tension between Fu Yan's brows disappeared.

Fu Yan thought about it, and it might be a good thing to entrust Yujun to Kansui to take care of her. Yan Gu's people stared at her closely, and it wasn't so serious to others.

"Are you free?" Fu Yan tore off Yu Jun from her shoulders, held it in her hand and sent it forward, "It's inconvenient for Songmao to be with me."

Gan Sui was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and shook his head.Didn't she hear it wrong? This is the most time Brother Fuyan said to herself. I still ask her for help. Is it the same as what Xianjun said to herself? Brother Fuyan is just embarrassed, but he actually cares about himself. Come on, these are not words of comfort.

Gan Sui hugged the pine cat, his arms were full, and he had a bright smile on his face: "Wow, such a cute pine cat, where did Brother Fuyan get it?"

Fu Yan said indifferently: "Master sent it."

Gan Sui was only concerned about wow, how cute it was, sometimes hearing it clearly and sometimes tinnitus, Fu Yan told her after a long while, "It's called Yujun."

The fundamental intention of choosing this name is that he wants to be with Xiao Nianzhi forever, no matter where the world is, as long as he thinks of him, no matter how far away Xiao Nianzhi is, he will come back one day.

This is his false promise, even though it is still his own now.

While the two were chatting non-stop around the loose cat, a few prodigal sons from school swaggered closer and surrounded Gan Sui.

"Hey, where did the pine cat come from? Did you raise it?"

One of the boys with short hair asked Kansui, but Kansui didn't want to talk to him, so he found an empty space with a pine cat in his arms and got out.

"What are you hiding, just ask, where are you from?"

Those people were impatient and increased their tone.

Gan Sui thought that when she was in Nangong Mansion, there were bad people around her making fun of her, but because of herself, Fuyan hurt those people, and finally killed her brother Fuyan, so this time, she obediently did not hide, and whispered: " I'm here to study."

The man smiled: "Study? Then why haven't I seen you?"

Fu Yan can't see the face of these people, bullying the small with the big, it's just a dog relying on her own territory to run wild everywhere.

"Kansui, let's go," he said.

Gan Sui glanced at Fu Yan in embarrassment, and continued to answer the prodigal son's question: "I'm from Nangong Mansion, and the head sent me here."

"So that's the case. It seems that Nangong Mansion is not very good. You can only study here, rubbish."

"By the way, I heard that there is a fairy in Nangong Mansion called Xiao, he is a yellow-skinned person who likes to collect erotic pictures, so it's no wonder..."

Fu Yan's expression darkened fearfully, and she called out again: "Kansui."

Those people wanted to vent their anger a long time ago, and shouted loudly: "What are you shouting! Who do you think you are?"

Gan Sui was a little anxious. She hugged the cat and stammered anxiously: "No, no, you guys, don't make noise, brother Fuyan..."

Fuyan ignored the loud barking dog, walked over, picked up Kansui's collar, picked him up and walked outside.

The prodigal sons didn't expect Fuyan to ignore them so much, they shouted: "What are you crazy about? I just came to inform you that you will go to the trial of running fire in five days' time."

Fu Yan paused, turned around and asked, "What?"

The man repeated: "Trial of flowing fire."

Fu Yan obviously didn't understand.

There is only one place in the lower school every year, because the lower school is full of unlearned and incompetent disciples, and it is just a formality to let outsiders think that they do not discriminate against children with poor spiritual power. Waiting for the disciples to be tortured by blood.

In order to show off their superlative spiritual power, the upper-middle class students like to bully the students who came from the next school to show their status. Although this kind of behavior is violent, they don't care at all.

This year, Fuyan came, and the group of people who were going to school finally didn't have to fight to give up the place they didn't want.

"If you enter the top ten in the Flowing Fire Trial, you can go to school to attend lectures, and you can also get the opportunity to travel around the city. You can think about it."

In order to trick Fuyan into suffering for them, these people avoided the seriousness and talked lightly about the benefits of the Flowing Fire Trial, but they didn't want Fuyan to agree without hesitation.

The man didn't want Fuyan to be so forthright, he was surprised that he was afraid of the other party's repentance, and added: "This is also the master's idea, don't regret it when the time comes."

It's okay if he doesn't mention Mr., or it's okay if he doesn't say this sentence. He always feels that there is a trap in it when he says this, and he is anxious to push Fuyan to be a substitute for the dead ghost.

"What do you regret? Why didn't you go to the trial of running fire?"

The disciples in the next school are frightened and arrogant, telling lies and not drafting. "Of course we have more important things to do. Trials, which are trivial things without grades, are just for fun. How can we use them?"

Fu Yan didn't talk to the prodigal son who had no connotation and boasted, but glared at him, then turned her head and called Gan Sui: "Let's go."

Kan Sui held the pine cat and followed, tilted his head and asked, "What is the Trial of Flowing Fire? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Fu Yan hadn't heard of it either, and those people must have had some reservations. According to his guess, it might be a regular activity in a famous family to temper the cultivation of disciples. Generally speaking, it is a spiritual test.

"It should be an activity to test the cultivation of the children." Fu Yan said.

Gan Sui groaned, Shui Ling squeezed his eyes, and said, "Brother Fuyan, your cultivation has been sealed, you will get hurt if you go."

"You know that my spiritual power has been sealed?" Fu Yan was a little surprised, this little girl was picked up from an unknown place, her background was unknown, her abilities unknown, unexpectedly she also hid some abilities, she could see some things.

Holding the pine cat in his hands, Kansui could only point with his chin and said, "Brother, there's something behind his neck, and you don't have any spiritual energy."

Passing through a cherry garden on the way, the pink cherry blossoms are flying down wantonly.

"Take one step at a time and see one step at a time." He said, "I want to go to school, and Master must also hope that I can go in and study hard."

Gan Sui nodded obediently: "Well, I will accompany my brother, and I also want to learn Kung Fu, so I will fight side by side with my brother in the future."

Fu Yan hummed in disbelief, and walked towards the green valley that submerged the mountain road.

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It seems that the master of Yan Gu's lower school is not a dead old man who doesn't care about the overall situation. Hearing that Fu Yan, who was recommended, is going to attend the Trial of Flowing Fire, he arranges him to get up in the morning with a group of students from the middle school to practice swords and spiritual cultivation.

At the beginning, Fuyan was worried that she would be blocked from her original spiritual power, and she would not be able to understand swordsmanship and Yan Gu's right way, and she would not even touch the long sword due to her resentment. Fang Youlu, ticking the five horns is just to get rid of your evil thoughts, and the qi in the dantian can start from the beginning, what are you afraid of? Or are you unwilling to repent and want to take that evil path?"

In Nangong Mansion, Nangong tried to correct his swordsmanship and started from the beginning, it was no big deal, after a few days it got better and everything returned to the original state.

This time there is a hook and five corners to support it, so it can't make a stormy sea.

Fuyan is wearing Yan Gu's disciple costume, the cherry blossom symbolizes nobility, and his disciple's name tag on his waist is engraved with his name here, Weisheng, which means born to be weak.

In the eyes of the middle school students, Fuyan is equivalent to a transfer student. Those who come in through connections will naturally not get good looks. On the other hand, Fuyan doesn't care.

With a clear voice, the master recited the Changqing swordsmanship over and over again on the steps, and the disciples under the stage followed his words step by step, accompanied by the sound of humming in their ears, which was quite powerful.

Fu Yan just came, and she didn't even know where they practiced, so she had to stay by and watch, memorizing the movements and sword formulas in her heart.

In the next team inspection, Fu Yan has already been able to use a complete set of sword skills.However, Mr. didn't teach him that the dantian generates weather, and the weather generates spiritual power. All the sword moves he uses can only deal ordinary damage.

When fighting against other disciples, Fu Yanjian's fast moves are flexible, but they can't resist the blessing of spiritual power. Every time, they are either beaten to the ground, or the sword is broken, and they step down in a burst of sighs.

There are only five days left to practice, the first four days to practice swords, and the next day to prepare arrows. Of course, some disciples have prepared in advance, so they continue to practice swordsmanship and improve their cultivation.

Fuyan was laughed at for four days, walking in that group of people was very eye-catching, because his appearance was always a joke in the eyes of anyone because of his overly good-looking face and overly unsightly identity.

Kansui sent medicine every night, iron wound medicine, and put it on Fuyan's wrists, shoulder blades, back, and leg bones.Being made things difficult everywhere, the wounds on his body are much more than those in Nangong Mansion.

Gan Sui felt distressed, but there was nothing else he could do except get him some ointment, as long as reducing unnecessary meetings would be the greatest help.

Fuyan is not reconciled, he is not a submissive person, not a saint, he will not give in when others bully him, he is a ferocious beast, he only knows how to charge forward, fighting to the death, he would rather sacrifice himself than lose both.

He asked his teacher in the lower school to teach him how to gather energy to create life, but people always say that they rely on their own comprehension, and the spirit is born from the heart, so there is no way to teach it.

After hearing what he said, Fu Yan went back and took out her life sea. The usually red and coquettish beads were now dimmed, with a little black in the middle tied up. Fu Yan knew it was a five-pointed hook.

There are no roads in all directions, and fierce waves ahead.So, how to stand out in the trial of running fire?

He put away his life, rolled over on the bed, closed his eyes and thought about Xiao Nianzhi.

I haven't seen him for five days, and I miss him very much.

In Fu Yan's mind, the scene of Xiao Nianzhi jumping up and down with him to catch the chicken and pluck the chicken feathers and grill them, a long dress dragged on the ground with the sleeves rolled up, she hates it but enjoys plucking the chicken feathers.

Xiao Nianzhi is really special, her black hair, eyes, lips, and smile are incomparable, unparalleled in the world.

He is not the general of Yuexia State, he is the person in my heart.

"Heh..." A series of low-pitched laughter suddenly sounded in her ears, Fu Yan wanted to sit up in an instant, but found that it was very difficult for her to turn around.

He was restrained by something, unable to move.

Another deep and hoarse voice sounded, this time close to his ear, full of magnetism and dangerous evil. "You, who were you thinking about just now?"

Fuyan opened her mouth to ask who you are, but her mouth could not utter a sound, but what he was thinking could be noticed by someone who came. The person was frivolous and said in a cheerful tone: "Don't worry about who I am, you will know later. Tell me, were you thinking about Xiao Nianzhi just now?"

"Never mind your business!" Fu Yan thought.

The man tsk tsk, shook his head and said, "Sure enough, I have a bad temper when I'm young." He didn't seem to want to waste time talking about such a boring issue with Fu Yan, and said, "However, it's not important, will you be in the fire in Yangu in a few days? Trial? I guess, you're not ready yet, are you?!"

Although it was a question, the man seemed to hold Fuyan firmly in his hands, including everything about Fuyan. Fuyan was startled and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

The man said, "Never mind who I am, I know what you want, let's make a deal."

Like a poisonous snake that hides and cannot be seen in the dark night, the man spit out dangerous snake letters and walked step by step.

"I will give you spiritual power to help you pass the trial of running fire. You can get what you want, how about it?"

Fu Yan: "What's the deal?"

The man said: "Don't worry, I will come to you after you finish your idea, and you will know when the time comes."

Fu Yan is not a fool, the other party's origin is unknown, and someone who made a move to control her to death is definitely not a kind person, if she agrees to him, she will bear the consequences in the future, besides, where is Yan Gu?How did this man get in here?

"I know what you're thinking, and I know you don't believe me, but it's okay, I think..." Suddenly, a melodious sound of the flute broke into her mind, and Fuyan saw countless flashing lights in a trance, and then her consciousness was interrupted. dark.

Satisfied, the man cut off the sound of the flute, approached Fu Yan and said, "You will accept it."

The sound of the flute has the effect of captivating people's hearts, Fuyan is easily controlled without resistance, controlled by a man like a puppet, and like a puppet, she is soulless.

The next day, Fu Yan got up as usual, today was the first day of the Flowing Fire Trial.

As the name suggests, all the children who participated in the trial were put into a place called the Land of Flowing Fire. This land has waves, grasslands, forests, barren valleys, dry river beaches, and complex and changeable terrain. The weather is fickle.

This is an illusory realm created by Yan Gu, which exists in reality and is hidden in the city.

There are three levels of tests in the trial of flowing fire, the spiritual level, swordsmanship and overall situation. The weapons are only bows and arrows. The children who enter the land of flowing fire will tie their lives to any thing on the land, which can be flowers and plants. It can be an animal, or a monster that cannot escape from the Land of Flowing Fire, which is called a spirit.As long as a disciple entering the trial kills the spirit with an arrow, it will be counted as a head, and he can get points. The more heads, the higher the points, and the higher the ranking.

Every year, many middle school students pass the fire trial and squeeze into the forefront, and then enter the upper school.

The morning dew is born, and all the disciples participating in the trial are ready, carrying their own arrows on their backs, competing with each other and encouraging each other, saying the oath that they will definitely enter the school this year.

In a place of burning fire, the stars are embarrassed.

There is no vegetation growing in the surrounding land for a hundred miles, but the sky is as hot as noon when you get up early, and you can't see the red sun, which is strangely disturbing.

Fu Yan didn't have a single arrow in her body, and stood in the far corner, looking at everyone coldly, including the most outstanding Yan Lingyan of Yan Gu's disciples, and Jiantao.

It is the great responsibility of the heavens to lower oneself, first to overcome the dangers, to break through the barriers and cut the generals.

Without tempered soldiers, there is no place to use them.

How easy is it to say that the Land of Flowing Fire is in the Trial of Flowing Fire?

A moment passed, and all the disciples at the entrance of the Land of Flowing Fire were covered by a huge flaming elephant array on time, and they were swept into the Land of Flowing Fire with the relentless wind.

The place Fuyan was sent to was a desolate valley, where there was no green grass for thousands of miles, no matter how she turned around, it was a desolate canyon.

He was lucky and unlucky, because there were basically no children of the same way in Huanggu, but there were monsters hidden everywhere, and they were all extremely ferocious.

Fu Yan raised her heart and moved slowly. The terrain here is large and open. He has a big goal here alone. After entering Liuhuo, he did not tie his life to other places, but to himself. This shows that if someone If you shoot him with an arrow, you will be eliminated.

This increases the chance of being dangerous, and on the contrary, reduces the chance of being eliminated to a certain extent.

So far, at least it seems safe.

Fuyan worked a little bit, and a gust of wind-like spiritual power rolled up in her dantian.He didn't forget what happened last night, that person really gave him spiritual power, and he was not discovered.

He couldn't care less about what the man wanted to do, because he seemed to hear a grunt coming from a distant valley.

It sounded like a beast chewing the flesh of its prey and making a swallowing sound, Fu Yan had to be on guard.

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