Junior Disciple C

The solemn and solemn bell came from the top of the mountain, and it rang a full hundred times.

I have to say that although the opening of the bell is tacky, the benefits are obvious, that is, it immediately quiets down the noisy crowd, and everyone even covers their ears with their hands, hoping that the noise will end soon.

Feng Ye thought as he looked at the group of people covering their ears like himself.

After the bell rang, the stewards of the sect headed by Ji Chengyue finally appeared. Ji Chengyue was wearing a very solemn dress today. The black robe was very similar to the uniform of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, but neither the material nor the workmanship was the same. .

Of course, no matter how expensive the materials are, they can't compare to the one on Feng Ye.

Ji Chengyue and his party stood in the open space in front of Zhenwu Hall. In front of them was an altar for sacrifices.The three animals are of course indispensable. This is a tradition that has always been in the world. People always like to kill something during sacrifices. In the past, they were human animals, but now they are cattle and sheep.

Ji Chengyue twirled three sticks of incense, and bowed solemnly to the sky: "Disciple Ji Chengyue, the second disciple of Xuanxu Zhenren's sect, the No. 13 head of Lingxiao Sword Sect, hereby respectfully list him as a senior teacher..."

When Ji Chengyue spoke, he used his spiritual power, so no matter whether he was up or down the mountain, everyone could hear him very clearly, as if he was speaking in his ear.

However, cumbersome etiquette and procedures are inevitable for any slightly more important ceremony, and this time is no exception.Ji Chengyue's sacrificial speech is just about to begin, and judging by his posture, he probably still has something to say.

Feng Ye's attention was quickly removed from the top of the mountain, and he suddenly turned his head to take a look.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that someone was watching him.

But when he looked over, there was an open space with no one standing at all.

Is it just an illusion?

Normally, Feng Ye wouldn't care too much.But right now, this seemingly calm trial ceremony has a dark tide underneath, and unknown enemies are likely to lurk in it, so it's best to be careful.

"I'll go and make it easier." Feng Ye said suddenly.

Hao Chen rolled his eyes and immediately said, "I'll go too."

Fang Yang looked at the two inexplicably, why did he go together?But he didn't ask any more questions, he just warned: "Come back early, it will be wonderful when it really starts!"

Feng Ye nodded and walked away.

Hao Chen walked beside him, and after getting away from Fang Yang, he asked, "Feng Ye, where can I go?"

Feng Ye glanced at Hao Chen. The fish had a smirk on his face, obviously asking questions knowingly.

So he didn't answer either, now is not the time to bicker, the most important thing is to find the person behind the scenes.

He walked very fast, with two long legs, one step was more than half of the usual pace. If Fang Yang followed him, he would have to trot to catch up.

Fortunately, Hao Chen's legs are also very long, and he can barely keep up. He and Feng Ye are about the same height and shape, so it is very convenient to deliver the clothes, just make them according to his size, and even measure them. Do not measure.

As Feng Ye walked, his eyes wandered around in the crowd. He looked at the ordinary and ordinary faces, and there seemed to be nothing unusual about them.

After Feng Ye ignored him, Hao Chen didn't speak anymore, he realized that Feng Ye was probably looking for something.

what to look for?

Of course it is to find someone.

And who is this person? Hao Chen also glanced at the crowd, thinking that Ying Long is not really here, right?

Although Xue Ren must have some kind of deal with Ying Long, but Ying Long may not appear here in person.Hao Chen thought comfortingly.

As long as it wasn't for Ying Long himself, he should be able to control the scene.

This control does not mean that he will act for the safety of Lingxiao Sword Sect, but only to protect the wife of the Lord who does not know how strong Yinglong is in front of him.

The owner of the clothing store told him this name, saying that he thought that Hao Chen and Feng Ye had that kind of relationship, so he gave the clothes away. Hao Chen thought it was very pleasant to hear, so in the end he just brought the crabs to smash the clothes. He closed the shop instead of blaming the shopkeeper.

However, he only dared to yell this title in his heart, and he might be beaten again if he said it.He is not the kind of fish that forgets to eat but not to catch.

He followed Feng Ye and walked around the outermost side of the square. While Feng Ye was observing, Hao Chen was also observing, but found nothing.

There is no way, the crowd is too crowded, densely packed, you block me and I block you, it is impossible to see everyone's movements and expressions clearly, and it is impossible to observe who has a problem.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and Feng Ye looked up, only to realize that Ji Chengyue had finished his boring and lengthy sacrificial speech.

"Disciple Cao Zirui is willing to accept the challenge!" Cao Zirui knelt down on one knee, saluted Master, then turned and left.

He trotted on the flat ground, ran to the edge of the cliff, and then, without looking at it, jumped down with one step.

There was an exclamation from the crowd, which then turned into cheers.

Because when Cao Zirui jumped down, the spiritual sword on his back was unsheathed at the same time, controlled by spiritual power, it fell steadily at his feet.

He walked with his sword and soon reached the foot of the mountain.

Although he has not yet started to break through the barrier, the crowd has already applauded for him, Fang Yang's applause is especially enthusiastic. Not everyone has the courage to jump as soon as he says it.

Yujian is not difficult, and Fang Yang is just flying crookedly because he is not very proficient in foundation building.Likewise, catching yourself with a sword is not difficult.

But people will inevitably make mistakes, and ordinary people don't have the courage to bet their lives on whether they will make mistakes.But Cao Zirui's daring shows that he is extremely confident in his swordsmanship. It seems that he is bound to win these hundred levels.

Everyone thought so, except Xue Ren.

Standing on the top of the highest mountain, he looked at Cao Zirui who was walking towards the first checkpoint, with a sneer on his lips.

There was no one to be found, so Feng Ye temporarily gave up looking and turned to look at Cao Zirui.

Cao Zirui stepped onto the first step, and the disciples standing on the steps shot at the same time, the swords collided three times, and the No. 1 guard disciple was defeated.

Just three strokes.

Although Cao Zirui won quickly, few people were surprised.The difficulty of hundreds of levels ranges from low to high, and the later the gatekeepers are stronger, the first fifty levels are not interesting at all.

The former master a hundred years ago broke through the first fifty levels, but he didn't even draw his sword.

In fact, Cao Zirui doesn't have to pull out, after all, the first few levels are really easy.But he is not the same as Ling Yun after all, Ling Yun has a kind of arrogance from the inside out, and dismisses these weak disciples.

But Cao Zirui felt that drawing a sword is a respect for the opponent, no matter how strong or weak, he should take it seriously.

Soon, Cao Zirui had broken through ten levels in a row, and no one had gone through ten tricks under him.The speed of breaking through the level is comparable to that of Ling Yun a hundred years ago.

However, there is still a big difference between his strength and Ling Yun's. Let alone that he is only in the foundation building stage, just talking about swordsmanship, he is far from fully mastering Ling Xiao's swordsmanship.

The reason why he can maintain the same speed of breaking through the level as Ling Yun is because of the downfall of Ling Xiao Sword Sect in a hundred years, the strength of these hundred guarding disciples is the same as this level breaker, far inferior to a hundred years ago.

But compared to the ordinary disciples watching from below, Cao Zirui's swordsmanship was already far behind.The disciples onlookers couldn't help talking, almost all praised Cao Zirui's great swordsmanship.

But there were also objections.

"It's not too late." Hao Chen shook his head and commented vaguely.

Hearing this, Feng Ye looked at Hao Chen in surprise. It's not that he disagreed with Hao Chen's opinion. Cao Zirui's swordsmanship did have a lot of room for improvement, but Hao Chen was able to judge the quality of swordsmanship.

"Do you know swordsmanship?" Feng Ye raised his eyebrows and asked, his face was full of interest, as if he was going to drag Hao Chen to make gestures in the next moment.

"I don't understand." Hao Chen shook his head immediately, fighting in human form, as long as he didn't use spiritual power, he would lose with any weapon.

Without waiting for Feng Ye to ask, he explained with a smile: "It's just that I have seen the sword skills of fellow Taoist Feng Ye. If you compare the two, you can immediately see whether they are superior or inferior."

While talking, he gestured with two hands, one hand representing Feng Ye raised to the top of his head, and the other representing Cao Zirui, reaching to the waist.

Feng Ye looked at Hao Chen speechlessly, and hoped to discuss swordsmanship with Hao Chen. The fish of emotion was flattering himself.

He has photographed fish farts before, and they are very easy to photograph. A casual photograph of this fish can fly to the sky, but Feng Ye himself is not very good at photographing, because he is far from superficial like Hao Chen.

It's really a age that lives on the thickness of the skin.

Feng Ye didn't know how many times he had expressed such emotion, he shook his head and continued to watch Cao Zirui break through.

While speaking, Cao Zirui broke through more than ten levels.Finally, at level 47, he was no longer as relaxed as before. This time he fought the disciple who guarded the level for more than 20 rounds before deciding the winner.

"It seems that your descendants are not very good. After learning your swordsmanship, you won so slowly after only 47 levels." The man said to Ling Yun with some teasing.

Ling Yun glanced at Cao Zirui who continued to go up, and replied flatly: "It's just learning the surface."

"Hehe, yes, you, the senior who created swordsmanship, have never taught him, how can he learn the essence, do you want to teach him later?" The man seemed to have a whim.

Before Ling Yun could answer, he denied himself the next moment: "Ah, I almost forgot, he probably has no chance."

"Xue Ren will definitely kill him." The man smiled.

Even though he was talking about such a terrible thing as murder, he still had a kind smile on his face, as if he was talking about the weather.

"I just don't know if Xue Ren will attack your junior brother." The man's tone seemed to be somewhat expectant: "If Xue Ren is really going to attack Ji Chengyue, will you do it?"

"No." Ling Yun replied with only one word, without any hesitation or ups and downs.

"Aren't you in a good relationship?" the man asked regretfully.

Ling Yun raised his head and glanced at Ji Chengyue on the top of the mountain. He was standing in a remote corner out of the sunlight, Feng Ye didn't notice it, and Ji Chengyue even less.

He replied flatly: "It's all in the past."

The man was a little disappointed by the answer, he shook his head: "You don't seem to care about anything anymore."

"No." Ling Yun denied again: "You know what I care about, don't you?"

"Hehe." Facing Ling Yun's rhetorical question, the man let out a low laugh again, he nodded and promised: "I will help you, after all...that is also my wish."

"Then..." The man's voice suddenly took on a hint of laziness. He stretched his waist, looked at Cao Zirui who had finally reached the hundredth level, and said with a chuckle, "The show has begun."

"Brother." On the [-]th step, before actually making a move, Cao Zirui saluted Xue Ren in front of him.

"Junior brother." Xue Ren smiled back.

Looking at this scene, Ji Chengyue was a little bit moved, and he and Ling Yun were also like this a hundred years ago.

After saluting each other, the competition officially began.

Xue Ren was on the defensive with his sword, and he made a gesture of humility, signaling Cao Zirui to make the first move.

Cao Zirui didn't refuse, and swung his sword forward.

His sword was fast and fierce, as if he was going to stab the opponent's chest, but when the sharp sword was about to hit Xue Ren's chest, Cao Zirui suddenly reversed his wrist, and he let the hilt of the sword rest on Xue Ren's chest. The hand turned the direction.

The point of the stabbing sword turned into an upward thrust and went straight to Xue Ren's jaw.

Although Cao Zirui changed his moves quickly, Xue Ren's reaction was equally quick. He leaned back slightly to avoid the blow, and at the same time stabbed forward with the tip of the sword in his hand.

After a miss, Cao Zirui withdrew his sword in time to defend against the move. When the swords touched, the two equally precious spirit swords trembled slightly.

They are also direct disciples of the head of the sect, and their magic weapons are not bad, and the spirit sword is also the best in the earth, no matter whether it is sharpness or firmness, they are on par.

In terms of swordsmanship, Xue Ren learned the traditional swordsmanship of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, while Cao Zirui learned the Lingxiao swordsmanship created by Ling Yun himself, and Cao Zirui was even better.

But Xue Ren is more than 20 years older than Cao Zirui, and his experience is far richer than Cao Zirui.

Therefore, the two of them couldn't tell the difference for a while, and they had offense and defense against each other, but neither of them really broke through the other's defense.

After fighting for a while, when Xue Ren attacked again, I don't know if Cao Zirui was a little tired from the repeated challenges. His reaction this time was not timely, and the sword edge touched his sleeve.

When the two parted, Cao Zirui's sleeve had already been cut a long way.

Fang Yang couldn't help but sweat for his little friend. In order to better watch and fulfill his promise to cheer for Cao Zirui, he still wobbled and flew up with his sword. At this moment, he flew to Halfway up the mountain, he saw it more clearly than most of the disciples, and he also saw the danger at that moment.

If Cao Zirui reacted a little slower, his arm might have to be chopped off.

Ji Chengyue frowned when he saw this scene, Cao Zirui couldn't react in time, but when Xue Ren's sword was about to hit Cao Zirui, Xue Ren didn't even intend to retreat.

This was just a sparring, but Xue Ren seemed to be making a deadly move.

Could it be... Ji Chengyue suddenly had a bad guess in his heart, but he didn't want to believe it, so he convinced himself that maybe Xue Ren didn't respond in time, and it wasn't intentional not to stop.

Ji Chengyue continued to watch the battle, but...his hands hidden in his sleeves were slightly clenched, and he was ready to stop him at any time.

Sometimes the bystanders are clear and the authorities are confused. Cao Zirui didn't realize that Xue Ren was killing him. He just thought that the sword had no eyes. He felt that even if he really didn't react in time, Xue Ren would stop.

Because although Xue Ren usually didn't pay much attention to him, he specially sent him a warning bell before the secret place of the floating island, indicating that the senior brother is a good person.

Cao Zirui thought so.In fact, he didn't really want to confront Xue Ren, but this was a duel, and it was also the last level of the Baidao level, so he had to win.

And it needs to be done quickly, because he is indeed a little exhausted.Ling Yun broke through these one hundred levels, just like walking in a garden, casual and relaxed, although he was not at the point of fighting hard, but the first 99 levels did consume a lot of his energy.

Cao Zirui suddenly changed the way he used his sword. He was swift and fierce at first, and then switched back and forth between offense and defense. Now, he gave up all defense.

He uses offense instead of defense!

The blade of the sword hit the middle of Xue Ren's sword, and because of the sudden increased force, the vibration was transmitted to his hand, bringing a slight itching sensation.

Xue Ren had just blocked it, and before he had time to make a counterattack, the second blow came, and he barely raised his sword to block it.

The second blow was stronger than the previous one, and the tingling sensation in Xue Ren's hand was even stronger.

"This is..." Fang Yang, who was on the sidelines, muttered when he saw this similar scene, why is this so similar to the sword move that Senior Brother Waste Chai defeated Lu Chengye that day.

After Cao Zirui swung his sword again, and Xue Ren couldn't help taking a step back, Fang Yang was finally sure that it wasn't like, it was the same at all.

"Four." Cao Zirui counted silently in his heart, and at the same time strengthened the power attached to the blade again.

Ever since he saw Feng Ye perform this trick, he has always kept it in his heart. He also tried to use it in the group arena in the foundation building stage before, but it didn't work.

But after the failure, he did not give up, but practiced alone behind his back.Although he learned the Lingxiao swordsmanship, there is no boundary between swordsmanship and martial arts.

Before Ling Yun created the sword technique, he also studied the masters of a hundred schools of thought before designing the final sword move.

Cao Zirui has been practicing for half a month. From the beginning, he can swing four or five swords at most. Now, he can completely swing seven swords.

"five."

The fifth swing, this blow is already the limit of Cao Zirui's own strength.

The vibration along the blade was no longer limited to the hands, and Xue Ren felt his right arm go numb.

What kind of play is this? !He was very surprised.

Because he left early that time, he didn't see the battle between Feng Ye and Lu Chengye, so he never knew about the Seven Swords lore.

However, even though he didn't know that there were seven sword moves in total, Xue Ren could feel that with such an increasingly strong sword strike, he might not be able to hold the sword in about two more moves.

Letting go of the blade of the sword also marked his defeat.

Lost to Cao Zirui?

What a joke!

This trial ceremony clearly stipulates that spiritual power cannot be used, so he cannot directly crush Cao Zirui with his golden core stage spiritual power, but it did not say that he cannot use another kind of power...

The corners of Xue Ren's lips twitched suddenly.

Cao Zirui turned around on the spot, and with the acceleration of the rotation, he swung the sixth sword beyond his own limit.

The blades collided again, and the blades of both sides made trembling hums.

Suddenly, while trembling, the sword in Xue Ren's hand suddenly became a little darker.

The blade was originally silver and bright, but suddenly, like a pearl covered in dust, the blade became gray.

This small change is not easy to notice, even Ji Chengyue, who is closest to the place where the two are fighting, has not noticed it.

But Feng Ye realized that he was extremely sensitive to things that caused changes in the blade.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

The bright sunny day was blocked behind the dark clouds at some point. Although it was not enough to cover the sky, it was far less bright than before.

And the cloud seems to be getting worse.

"Seven." Cao Zirui read out the last number in his mind, and the sword thrust forward at the same time. Xue Ren, who had already struck the first six swords, retreated repeatedly.

And this last sword will directly lift the sword in Xue Ren's hand, and then it will be his victory.

However, before the two swords were about to collide, Cao Zirui suddenly discovered that the sword in Xue Ren's hand turned black at some point.

Pure black.

It's obviously made of metal, but strangely, the blade doesn't even have the reflection that metal should have.

Even the decorations engraved on the spirit sword itself were swallowed up by this blackness.

Except for the monotonous and deep black, there is nothing on the sword body.

Although Cao Zirui was surprised, the sword he swung had no room to retreat, and the two swords collided.

A sword flew in response to the sound, but it was not Xue Ren's.

Cao Zirui suddenly retreated a few steps, leaning on only half of the remaining sword body, and knelt on one knee.

"Ahem..." Cao Zirui spat out a mouthful of blood while coughing. The blood stained the collar in front of him and dripped to the ground.

The whole place was silent.

Because this scene was beyond everyone's expectations, it was obvious that Cao Zirui had the upper hand, and Xue Ren was beaten back again and again, why did Cao Zirui lose in the end?

Moreover, how did Xue Ren manage to cut off the spirit sword in Cao Zirui's hand?

Feng Ye prepared for quite a long time when he cut off the iron sword in Lu Chengye's hand. He repeatedly hit the same part of the sword, and the accumulation of such things led to the final collapse.

But in addition to this, there are also reasons for the material of the sword itself.After all, it is made of ordinary iron, no matter how delicate it is, its strength is limited.

But what Cao Zirui held was a genuine earth-level magic weapon. How could Xue Ren cut the sword in Cao Zirui's hand in half so easily?

Ji Chengyue stared at the pitch-black sword in Xue Ren's hand, puzzled.

Xue Ren met Ji Chengyue's gaze and showed a smile. At the same time, he retracted his sword and bowed slightly to Ji Chengyue: "Master, I won."

The quiet crowd finally moved, and the disciples standing at the bottom of the mountain whispered:

"This is Cao Zirui's succession ceremony, but Xue Ren won in the end, so who should pass on the head?"

The same question rang out in different places, and this is the question on everyone's mind.

But excluding Ji Chengyue and others, there was something wrong with the sword in Xue Ren's hand, and people who were far away couldn't see it clearly, but the stewards standing on the top of the mountain could see it clearly.

You don't even need to use spiritual power, just chopping at will, you can cut off the earth-level magic weapon with one blow, not to mention that the ground-level magic weapon is impossible, it is the heaven-level magic weapon in Ji Chengyue's hands, which is only used by the heads of the past generations Broken Mountain Sword can't even do it.

What's more, in his knowledge, he had never even heard of a sword of this sharpness.

No... He suddenly realized that he hadn't heard of it, and that he had seen it with his own eyes.

I have personally seen the divine sword that cut Jianmu with one blow...

Reminiscent of Xue Ren's sudden mention of Jianmu during the conversation at midnight three days ago, Ji Chengyue suddenly had a premonition in his heart that there was some conspiracy, and before he was aware of it, it was already ready to move.

"Master, the head of the sect has always been reserved for those who are capable. Since the younger brother has not passed this challenge, why not let me take it?" Xue Ren suggested with a smile.

Ji Chengyue looked away from the sword in Xue Ren's hand. He looked at Xue Ren's smiling face and felt very strange.

He had already made a mistake once, but he didn't expect that the decision made three days ago was wrong again.

Xue Ren never thought of repenting, instead he got worse.

Ji Chengyue snapped: "That's enough! Winning with external force is not a martial art! My Lingxiao Sword Sect would not choose such a person as the master!"

Xue Ren's face immediately turned cold, and the fake smile was gone. He finally tore away all the disguise, revealing that ferocious and resentful face.

He questioned his master: "What is it that wins without force? It's just an excuse. In the final analysis, it's just because you, Master, never thought of passing on to me."

He suddenly turned his head to look at Cao Zirui with dark eyes: "In your heart, I am inferior to him in everything, and everything I do is wrong."

He spoke louder and louder: "It's not my turn to do any good things. Give him Ling Xiao's swordsmanship, and you still pass on the position of master to him!"

When he said the last word, he almost roared out of control.

At the same time, he swung his sword across the air, and the invisible sword energy rushed towards Cao Zirui who was half kneeling on the ground, his eyes full of shock.

This pitch-black sword can easily cut through earth-level magic tools, not to mention the fragile human bones.

If this blow hits, Cao Zirui will definitely be cut in two.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yang, who was stunned because he was too shocked by the development of the situation, immediately came to his senses. He drove the flying sword and wanted to rush to Cao Zirui for rescue.

However, he was so far away, no matter how fast he reacted, he couldn't catch up.

And Cao Zirui himself suffered severe internal injuries because of the broken spirit sword connected with his heart and blood. Don't talk about dodging right now, he didn't directly fall because he was holding on with his breath.

Seeing that Cao Zirui was about to die under the sword energy, Ji Chengyue finally moved. He dodged to block Cao Zirui, and at the same time gathered his spiritual power in front of him to form a defense. Originally, his Yuanying stage strength should be able to handle the Jindan stage attack with ease.

But at this moment, not only was his spiritual power instantly cut off by the sword energy, he was also repelled by a step.

Fortunately, Ji Chengyue reacted very quickly, he immediately took out the magic weapon hidden in his sleeve robe, blocked it in front of him, and finally blocked the blow.

Such terrifying power... further verified his inner guess.

"Xue Ren, are you crazy? You actually attacked your junior brother?!" Elder Zhou, who had always been good-tempered, finally came to his senses. He looked at Xue Ren's actions in disbelief.

Xue Ren showed no signs of stopping, he sneered while holding his sword.

The disciples guarding around also reacted accordingly. Although they didn't know why Xue Ren suddenly went crazy, his actions had already violated the rules of the sect that forbids hurting fellow disciples, so he deserved to be taken down.

Amidst the continuous sounds of drawing swords, Xue Ren was already surrounded.

Xue Ren glanced around and pointed at his own swords, each of which was a sharp sword with short hair and short hair, shining with a deadly cold light even under the cloudy sky.

But even so, he didn't panic at all.His loss of control just now had calmed down, he smiled again, and said to Ji Chengyue: "Master won't give it to me, so I have no choice but to take it myself."

Although Ji Chengyue had vaguely guessed the origin of the sword, Elder Zhou hadn't realized it yet, and he didn't know that Xue Ren was not the first time to kill Cao Zirui.

Elder Zhou persuaded Xue Ren, "Quickly admit your mistake to your master! Do you really think you can win so many people by yourself?"

As he said that, he also tried to walk over and snatch the sword from Xue Ren's hand. He really didn't want to see the tragedy of master and apprentice fighting each other.

But just as he took a step, Ji Chengyue raised his arm to stop him.

At this moment, Ji Chengyue did not dare to say how much he knew Xue Ren, Xue Ren's successive actions had completely broken his previous cognition.

But there was one thing he was certain of. Xue Ren was not impulsive, and he must be fully confident in his actions this time.

Sure enough, Xue Ren sneered back at Elder Zhou's words, and he asked back: "Wrong? What's wrong with me? I'm just getting back what I deserve! And... who said I'm only one person?"

What does this mean?Could it be that he still has accomplices?Just when all the disciples surrounding Xue Ren with their swords were puzzled.

Xue Ren suddenly held the pitch-black sword in front of him, stretched out his hand and flicked the sword.

He was almost intoxicated listening to this crisp sound, then suddenly raised his voice, and introduced to everyone with a voice filled with spiritual power: "This is the Excalibur—Lie Ying!"

Excalibur Glimpses? !that's not the one...

All those who knew about the past recited the name in their hearts, and they looked at Xue Ren in shock.

And Feng Ye, who was walking through the crowd, constantly observing the expressions of the people around him, and trying to find out the person behind the scenes before Xue Ren really made a move, also raised his head.

His eyes widened slightly, listening to Xue Ren's last... the name he never expected.

"My lord's name is..." Xue Ren paused, then smiled and said, "War God Yinglong!"

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In order to celebrate the Mooncake Festival, and to celebrate that I finally passed Subject [-] after taking the make-up exam yesterday, I will send out small red envelopes in the comment area of ​​this chapter~

Until I update the next chapter =w=