Looking at the font size on the bamboo stick in his hand, Xu Yan had to sigh that his luck was so extreme. Although he was no longer the first game in this round, he unexpectedly won the last game br         /

Xu Yan sighed, threw the bamboo stick to the border elder, and then returned to Liuyun Courtyard by himself.

...

The next morning.

As the hour of Mao approaches, the sky light gradually turned from dark as ink to dark blue.

Although he didn't have to get up early today, Xu Yan still maintained his original habit. He got up on time at four o'clock in the hour of the lunar month, then went to the pool to wash, and then stood in the courtyard. He watched the sky brighten countless times in just a moment, but did nothing, and just stared quietly, like a stone statue, motionless. It was not until the sky was completely bright and he heard the slight and familiar sounds coming from the attic where the two lived together that he came to his senses.

Xu Yan opened his mouth and exhaled a wisp of turbid air that had been held in his abdomen for two quarters of an hour. He felt the face, which was already a little bloody, gradually returned to normal. He felt the true energy in his body, which was only the length of the index finger, as if it was a loach, and it was like a carp that could keep wandering in the acupoints in his body. He knew it in his heart, but he did not feel anything proud of it. Instead, he sighed in great sorrow and thought silently. He didn't know how long it would take to be able to truly "go away from the dragon and turn into a dragon". But then he shook his head again, cursing himself that he was too greedy and did not dare to think deeply about this aspect again.

Xu Yan looked at the dragon staring at the washing cardigan, with a smile on his face, and said hello, "Good morning, Sister Hong."

Unlike Xu Yan, the cardinal is different. She never likes to take up the time at night to practice, because in her opinion, night is only sleep, so she can reach the peak of the middle three realms early in her cultivation, but she is still far from nourishing qi in the Qi Mansion.

After analyzing by Cardinal, Xu Yan couldn't help but recall that the other party had been awake almost every day when he woke up, and he could roughly guess that the other party should be a very lazy person in spirit, which is obviously in a very sharp contrast to her having to do her best when doing things.

The cardinal was holding a mouthful of water in her mouth at this time. She ignored Xu Yan's greeting. After rinsing her mouth, she spit out the turbid water from her mouth. Then she stretched out her green hand and picked up a large scoop of spring water in the sink in front of her, and patted her face directly. During this period, she did not forget to use her hands to go back and forth, and rubbed it hard seven or eight times before she took out the facial towel and wiped the water stains on her face.

Every time Xu Yan saw her washing her face with such extremely rude techniques, she was a little amused, but he didn't dare to tease the Cardinal for such a thing.

The cardinal glanced at the other person who was smiling at him at the moment, and then became a little angry and shouted coldly: "What's the early one? You don't have to sleep every day. You're thinking about practicing. Be careful not to be too late, and practice yourself into a fool."

When Xu Yan heard this, he was speechless and couldn't help but think that Grandpa Xu in the village once told him when he was a child that when a woman gets angry, she is often unreasonable.

...

Since today's competition was the last, Xu Yan did not rush to the martial arts square, but was still in the courtyard of the courtyard like before, under the sword energy that was used by the Cardinal.

After a loud bang.

Xu Yan held the sword in one hand and also slashed out a sword energy, which completely defeated the sword energy of the red curly branch, completely dissipating it in the air. However, Xu Yan could not count how many sword energy he had dispersed in the past few days.

Xu Yan stood with his sword, gasped slightly, and then smiled and said to the dragon cliff: "How is it, Sister Hong, have I made rapid progress compared to before?"

The boy holding a piece of peach branch in one hand saw his smug look, and he curled his lips angrily and said disdainfully: "This is just a sword I used casually. Even three layers of strength are useless. Look at your smug look. With the true sword, you have to use all your strength to compete with me to make a difference. Are you shameless?"

Before he finished speaking, Cardinal couldn't help but add another sentence, "If you are shameless, I will be embarrassed for you."

Xu Yan smiled awkwardly when she heard this, and did not care about the ridicule in her mouth. She just pretended to be humble and flattered, saying, "How dare I compare with Sister Hong? Isn't that a humiliation?"

When the dragon heard this, he snorted coldly and ignored it, but then he thought of something in his heart, and a hint of cunning flashed in his extremely clear eyes.

Her lips curled slightly, with a smile on her face, and suddenly asked, "Do you dare to take the sword technique I created?"

Seeing her sinister look, Xu Yan was a little hesitant, but when she thought that the other party had been very cautious in taking action these days, she was not too worried.

The cardinal frowned and refused to answer, but then realized that his sword was actually quite powerful, and it could even be driven by its real name Flying Sword. In terms of the other party's current realm, it is really different to say whether it can withstand it.

Before Xu Yan could answer, the dragon waved his hand again and said to himself: "Forget it, I actually don't control this sword myself, and I have never used it to fight against enemies. Although I can suppress some cultivation and use it, you are not even in the third level. If you accidentally hurt you, then your competition will be cooler in a while."

The first time when Xu Yan saw her hesitating, she couldn't help but smile and replied: "Come on, why don't you dare to take it? Sister Hong relaxes her mind and makes a move. I also want to see how beautiful Sister Hong is when she really uses the sword."

The cardinal frowned, ignored his flattery, and asked seriously: "You really want to try?"

Xu Yan thought that although he was only a three-story sword cultivator, he was already a real fourth-level martial arts. In addition, he had a long Bible as a supporter. If he was only injured in some physical injuries, the impact would not be great, so he nodded seriously.

Seeing this, the cardinal stopped talking, and immediately turned his back to Xu Yan. Then a flying sword about the length of her index finger quietly emerged from her eyebrows. The whole process was extremely magical.

The flying sword flew straight into her hands.

The little flying sword in her hand that she had been kept warm in the Qi Mansion day and night since her cultivation began, and her face was a little complicated, but when she turned to face Xu Yan again, the small flying sword in her hand had turned into a quaint long sword.

The sword is a long sword.

It was about two feet and three inches, but it was obviously a female sword.

The name of the sword, Changle!
Chapter completed!