After the villain resigned

The three days in Xiaochi's secret realm were probably the most uncomfortable period for Jiang Yi.

Zhou Siwei didn't know what was wrong with him, and he always abided by the principle of keeping a distance. No matter what Jiang Yi did, he kept a three-step distance from him.

Even so, it's okay, what's even more strange is that when Jiang Yi is not paying attention, Zhou Siwei always looks at him with an indescribable look.

Once Jiang Yi looked back, he pretended to move away as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, three days passed in a blink of an eye, and when the time came, he was teleported out of Xiaochi's secret realm.

When the top [-] players went out, they were not sent to the place where they came in, but were teleported to a wide square.

A light curtain appeared on the square, and a row of names flashed on it, and the number one name was the brightest.

The No.1 in the first round of the star-seeking conference was not the hottest direct disciple of the star-catching building, but Tian Hua, who was not famous at all before.

Tian Hua was far ahead with more than [-] jade medals, and he won one-third of the jade medals, so the second-ranked disciple of Zhaxinglou only had more than [-] jade medals.

In addition, the number of casualties in this Star Reaching Conference has exceeded the previous ones. Statistics have not yet been made, but a rough estimate shows that hundreds of people died in the Xiaochi secret realm.

There is no danger in Xiaochi's secret realm, and the only people who can die are fellow monks.

Most of the monks who were able to participate in the Star Reaching Conference were young talents, and they lost hundreds of people at once, which can be described as a heavy loss.

Jiang Yiyi paused for a moment on Tian Hua's name, looked all the way down, and saw his and Zhou Siwei's names in more than 40 places.

Their goal was only to enter the second round, and they didn't think about competing with these young people for the limelight.

After the names of a hundred monks were all displayed, the light curtain dimmed, and when it lit up again, the names of each one were spinning on it.

After a quarter of an hour, the names of the monks were arranged.

What emerges is the order of play for the second round.

Because Jiang Yiyi and Zhou Siwei were at the bottom of the ranking, their opponents were all low-ranking monks.

First, 50 people entered 25 people, and then [-] people entered [-] people.

In a duel in the arena, life and death are irrelevant.

Jiang Yiyi won the group arena first, and when he went to find Zhou Siwei, he was surprised to see Tian Hua still in the arena.

Tian Hua is one of the three protectors of the Demon Dao. Although his cultivation level is not as good as Jiang Yi's back then, it is more than enough to fight against a monk who is not yet at the golden core stage.

Why is it not over yet?

Jiang Yi stood on the edge of the ring and watched for a while.

It's not that Tian Hua can't beat his opponent, but he is playing tricks on his opponent with a cat-and-mouse attitude.

The cultivator almost won the group arena every time, thinking it was luck, and refused to admit defeat, standing up again and again, and making shots at Tian Hua.

Tian Hua blocked every attack with a folding fan in his hand, still looking calm.

On the other hand, his opponent was covered in blood and was in a panic.

Tian Hua had a smile on his lips, as if he was playing an interesting game.

What does he want to do?

Jiang Yiyi looked at Tian Hua on the ring.

Tian Hua is a painted skin demon.People in the devil way respectfully call him a painted skin boy. His appearance is ever-changing. No one knows what his real face looks like. What's more, he hides the devilish energy on his body. If Jiang Yi was not too familiar with his breath, he would not be able to find it at all. .

Maybe his gaze stayed for too long, Tian Hua noticed it and looked over.

Tian Hua's movements froze, and she narrowed her eyes slightly looking at Jiang Yiyi's face.

His opponent sensed this flaw, and made a move without hesitation to overthrow Tian Hua.

puff-

The dagger sank into Tian Hua's chest, leaving only the handle of the dagger outside.

"I won!" The monk was surprised.

But Tian Hua didn't fall down as he imagined, but frowned and said displeasedly: "You stained my clothes."

"How could it be..." the monk yelled in disbelief. Even a monk at the Golden Core stage is still a human being, and if his heart breaks, he will definitely die. How could this person not die?

Unless he's not human at all!

The monk was about to shout, telling everyone that the magic cultivator had been mixed into the Star Reaching Conference.

How could Tian Hua give him a chance to speak? The fan in his hand pierced through the monk's body like a thin piece of paper.

After the winner of the group arena was selected, the name of another monk on the light curtain was grayed out and then erased.

When Hua Pi came off the ring, the first thing he did was to find that person.

But there were a lot of onlookers below, and when he went down, Jiang Yi could no longer be found.

The Zhaixing Building soars into the sky, standing in the center of the Three States and Nine Cities, as long as you step into the territory of the Zhaixing Building, you can see it as soon as you look up.

It doesn't look like an independent Penglai fairy, nor does it look like a sect of cultivation.

It looks more like a princely and noble woman, with grand makeup and extravagant gold and jade decorations, as long as she sees people from the Zhaixing Tower, two words will flash in her mind.

rich.

A disciple of Zhaxinglou rushed back from outside, he was in a hurry, he didn't even care about the shouts from his fellow disciples, and went straight to the top of Zhaixinglou.

There is a woman sitting on the roof. She writes in front of the desk, and occasionally stops to think, and glances at the open territory in front of her.

From where she sits, she can see the three states and nine cities.

"Lord." The disciple hesitated for a moment, but decided to interrupt.

The host who picked up the stars put down the pen in his hand, "What's the matter?"

"I have participated in this Star Reaching Conference, and I feel that there are a few things that are not right." The disciple said slowly, "In the past, there were no monks who died like this. This disciple suspects that there are people with demonic ways mixed in."

The host who picked up the stars snorted coldly, "If you don't practice well, you will die if you die."

Zhaixinglou is different from other sects of Zhengdao. In the battle of Zhengdao and Demon Dao, they will always be the one who shouts the loudest slogans and contributes the least. They have no deep hatred against Demon Dao.

As if he didn't hear the host's rebellious remarks, the disciple continued to analyze: "The disciple thinks that the identity of Tian Hua, who ranks first, is unknown. If he is really a person of the devil way, wouldn't it be the face of Zhaixinglou..."

Hearing these words, the Master Zhaixing raised his thoughts a little, turned his head and glanced at the disciple not far away.

The disciple was swept away by those pair of phoenix eyes, and almost couldn't control his mind. Fortunately, he often faced the master of Zhaixing, and only lost his mind for a moment, before walking forward.

Yuan Guangshi flashed and formed a portrait, which was so lifelike that it was no different from a real person.

"This is Tian Hua."

The landlord who picked up the stars, "I don't know."

The disciple was relieved, as long as he was a famous person in the magic way, he had met the master of the star picking. Since he didn't know each other, there was a [-]% chance that he was not a person in the magic way.

The host who picked up the stars turned back to look at the masterpiece on the desk. The more he looked at it, the more dissatisfied he became, and he raised his jade hand to call his disciples to come.

The disciple obediently walked to the desk.

"Do you think this plot is properly set?" The host who picked up the stars clicked on one of them.

In the disciple's eyes, he only saw the finger stained with the juice of the impatiens flower, which was white and delicate.

It was with great effort that he moved away from the finger and turned to the paper.

There was a blushing description written on it, the protagonists were the famous Ten Prison Masters and the Shangyan Sect Master, the poor disciples who had never been familiar with human affairs did not dare to take a second look.

"Okay, that's great!" The disciple lowered his head.

I thought to myself, since the poster was mercilessly rejected by the suzerain of Shangyan Sect, he has been obsessed with writing these picture books all day long.

And not only watched it by myself, but also printed it out and sold it in the three states and nine cities of Zhaixinglou—the sales volume was not bad, which brought a lot of extra money to Zhaixinglou.

The disciple already felt that the suzerain of Shangyan Sect must have the habit of Longyang, otherwise how could he have the heart to reject such a beautiful woman.

The landlord who picked up the stars also knew that such a young disciple couldn't say anything, so he just sent him away directly, so as not to disturb his thoughts.

"The disciple will leave first."

The disciple bowed his head and retreated, but when he was leaving, he secretly looked up at the host's back.

The third in the picture of beauties in the world, picking the stars with one hand, the host who picks the stars.

Jiang Yi walked around, and when he found Zhou Siwei, he happened to come down from the ring.

"Second dog!" He went up to meet him, and even barked specially.

This name is too eye-catching, and everyone who heard these two words couldn't help but look over.

Zhou Siwei showed a little helplessness.

Jiang Yiyi stood still in front of him, and with a flick of his finger behind his back, it flashed across Zhou Siwei's lips at an extremely fast speed, and pushed something.

Zhou Siwei was caught off guard and was stuffed into a round object.

I don't know what it was, but he didn't spit it out, but bit it down.

It's lotus seeds.

It is crispy to bite, full of moisture, and when it breaks open, it is full of lotus aroma, sweet and tender.

There are still lotus cores inside that have not been removed, but there is only a little bit of bitterness, which highlights the sweetness of the lotus seeds.

"You are rewarded." Jiang Yi patted Zhou Siwei on the shoulder, "I want to win No.1."

Zhou Siwei felt the sweetness in his mouth and looked at the smile of the person in front of him.

Previously, he finally made up his mind to stay away from Jiang Yi, but now it has wavered again.

How to do?

The bit of bitterness in the lotus seed core was magnified infinitely, covering up the sweetness.

Obviously I have decided to let down the person in front of me, but why I can't help it...

Zhou Siwei closed his eyes, wanting to hug him, kiss him, touch him.

This is beyond Zhou Siwei's control.

Zhou Siwei grabbed the hand on his shoulder, but as soon as he touched it, he immediately released it like a burn.

It shouldn't be like this.

Zhou Siwei thought to himself, he should like Wu Wang, not Jiang Yi in front of him.

But...he couldn't help it.