After the villain resigned

Fifty games came to an end quickly.

The number of names on the light curtain dropped sharply from one hundred to fifty, and more than half of the area became gray and dark.

The positions of the names above flickered and changed, and finally the ratio of the ring for the next round was determined.

Jiang Yi took a look and found his name in the middle.

Jiang is easy to be right-Tuesday Dog.

That is Zhou Siwei.

Jiang Yi looked away.

Fifty monks advanced to the second round. This number is neither too big nor too small, but it just hit Zhou Siwei.

I really don't know whether to say good luck or bad luck.

Recalling the past contests with Zhou Siwei, Jiang Yiyi never won.

No way, who made him the protagonist.

Countless lucky people, people who attract the attention of everyone, will never lose, and only supporting characters like them, or villains, will lose.

The second round of the group arena did not start so soon.

For the sake of the fairness of the group arena, the cultivators who advanced were given a period of rest to recover from their injuries, and the duel continued a day later.

The Zhaixing Tower also prepared accommodation for the monks to rest.

The Zhaixing Building is rich and powerful, so naturally there will be no such thing as two monks making do in one room.

When he was about to go to the residence arranged by Zhaixinglou, a field painting came from the side, blocking the way ahead.

Tian Hua is holding a golden jade fan, with a jade pendant and a sachet hanging on his waist. He looks like a handsome young man, and he can't see his bad appearance in the ring before, treating people's lives as nothing and wantonly playing with others.

The fan in Tian Hua's hand opened and closed, a picture of a beauty was fleeting, and a pair of peach blossom eyes swept across Jiang Yi's cheek ambiguously, "This..."

This look made Zhou Siwei feel uncomfortable, he stepped forward to block Jiang Yiyi, "What's the matter?"

Tian Hua's gaze flicked between the two of them, and he smiled briskly, "It's nothing, I just feel like I've known this one before."

It sounds like a clumsy way to strike up a conversation, but what Tian Hua said was the truth.

As soon as Tian Hua saw Jiang Yiyi, he felt that he had met him before, not only had he met, but he should be very familiar with him.

Seeing Zhou Siwei now, that feeling is even stronger.

Zhou Siwei has been staying in Shangyan Sect for the past 100 years and has never been born. There are very few people in the cultivation world who know him.

Even if Tian Hua had met Zhou Siwei before, they would not be connected immediately.

After all, one is a young monk who came to participate in the Star Reaching Conference, and the other is the world-famous Suzerain of the Shangyan Sect, and the two identities are completely irrelevant.

Tian Hua passed Zhou Siwei in front of him, and looked at Jiang Yiyi, "I'm in Xiatian Hua, what should I call it?"

Before Jiang Yi could answer, Zhou Siwei directly pulled people past Tian Hua.

This was originally an extremely rude behavior, but Tian Hua's eyes were too revealing, and Zhou Siwei didn't want Jiang Yi to have more conversations with him.

Tian Hua stood in place, looked at the backs of the two from a distance, and sighed: "Oh my goodness."

These two people seem to be acquaintances no matter what, but there seems to be a layer of fog covering them, making it impossible to think of their true identities.

The rooms were allocated according to the ranking of the competition, and Jiang Yi was right next door to Zhou Siwei, only separated by a wall.

When he reached the door of the room, Zhou Siwei realized and let go of his hand.

Jiang Yi leaned against the door of the room, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to come together?"

"No, no need." Zhou Siwei thought of some charming pictures in his mind, and hurriedly refused, and then entered his room without looking back.

Jiang Yiyi followed Zhou Siwei's hurried back and looked over, and did not look away until the door was closed heavily.

He didn't enter the room immediately, but stood at the door with his hands folded and waited for something.

Without waiting for too long, a figure slowly walked over from the corridor.

Tian Hua picked up her fan, tapped her palms, and said with a smile, "Are you waiting for me?"

Jiang Yiyi lowered his eyelids, and his eyes fell on the elongated figure in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Tian Hua is not a human being, and the shadows he casts are all disguised. As long as you observe carefully, you can detect traces of ghosts from the shadows of human figures.

He said something inexplicably: "Don't overestimate your capabilities."

Look at the love of working together for so many years.

When Jiang Yi came here, Mo Dao was a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps, and they didn't even have a subordinate who could use them conveniently.

The three magic guardians in the plot of "Treading the Immortal" are far from the ones described in the book, and they have a fanatical pursuit of unifying the cultivation world.

A maiden in the mist, obsessed with plastic surgery all day long, devoured four beauties alive in a fit of anger after failing to make a list of all the beauties in the world, and even stared at Jiang Yiyi.

A skinny boy who only thinks about engaging in improper relationships between men and men, without any pursuit.

There is also a protector, because he is chased by Mr. Painted Skin all day long to engage in improper relationships between men and men, so he puts on a cold face all the time and is unable to communicate.

Speaking of which, he spent a longer time with these demonic people.

Jiang Yi has gone through hundreds of reincarnations, and he has no feelings at all, but he still has some affection for these subordinates, and he didn't let them rush to die in front of the protagonist.

Although he is no longer the master of the demonic way, considering his past affection, he still needs to be persuaded.

But so far, Jiang Yiyi will not reveal his identity because of these people.

After speaking, Jiang Yi turned around and entered the house.

Only Tian Hua, who hadn't reacted yet, was left alone. He was stunned for a while, and then laughed loudly, "Interesting, interesting!"

Tian Hua really had other plans for coming to the Star Picking Tower this time, in order to win the first place in the Star Picking Conference, and to announce another news, which severely slapped Zhengdao in the face.

Jiang Yi's reminder made him doubt whether someone had revealed the plan of the Demonic Dao.

For a moment, Tian Hua planned to kill Jiang Yi directly, but the killing intent was fleeting, Tian Hua still decided not to startle the snake.

His eyes lingered on the window of Jiang Yiyi's room for a moment, and then left humming a tune.

Jiang Yiyi was lying on the bed alone, his blood was exhausted, and his hands and feet were still cold after being covered by the quilt for a long time.

At this moment, Zhou Siwei's benefits came to mind. He was full of blood, and it didn't take long for him to cover the bed with warmth.

A few days ago, they stayed with Zhou Siwei all the time, but now they are separated, even though they are only separated by a wall, they still feel a little uncomfortable.

I don't know how long it took, but when Jiang Yi was about to fall into a dream, a cluster of white smoke from the window woke him up instantly.

Jiang Yiyi didn't act rashly, but still maintained the posture just now, and let out a slow and long breathing sound, as if falling asleep.

White smoke drifted into the house and condensed into a human shape.

It is exactly what Tian Hua looks like.

He met Jiang Yi once, and he felt something was wrong, but the contact time was too short, and he didn't have time to find out what was wrong with Jiang Yi.

So he turned into an avatar, and visited late at night to find out.

Tian Hua quietly walked to the bed, staring straight at the sleeping face of the person on the bed.

His eyes were closed, his lips were slightly parted, and he really seemed to be asleep.

Tian Hua stood by the bed and waited for a while, then slowly bent down.

At such a close distance, there is still no blemish on the skin of the person on the bed, which can be described as smooth as jade.

But Tian Hua is a painted skin demon, and she is best at making up makeup. She was keenly aware that there was a flaw in the corner of her eye, which made her look a little too fair.

He stretched out his hand, trying to wipe off that layer of makeup.

In order not to disturb the person on the bed, Tian Hua moved extremely slowly, and within three breaths, his fingers were about to touch the other person's skin.

At this last moment, Tian Hua felt a powerful spiritual force coming from behind.

If you insist on continuing to act, you will definitely be hit by this spiritual force.

Tian Hua withdrew his hand decisively, turned sideways to avoid, and caught a glimpse of a figure coming with the deserted moonlight behind his back.

Zhou Siwei controlled his spiritual power with ease. The majestic spiritual power missed the target, and then he turned back into a docile sheep and returned to his hands without making a sound.

To prevent the sleeping Jiang Yi from waking up, the two of them agreed tacitly and did not speak.

Tian Hua is hidden in the dark, and the young master Pian Pian in the daytime has now turned into a gloomy and twisted ghost.

Zhou Siwei blocked the misty moonlight like flowing water, and his appearance seemed unreal.

The two confronted each other silently for a moment.

A thought flashed through Tian Hua's mind, but it disappeared too quickly, Tian Hua didn't catch it.

The situation at this time did not allow him to think again.

The two looked at each other and fought in a small space.

Zhou Siwei's moves were sharp and straight to the fatal point, but before Tian Hua's real body arrived, what came was just a phantom, unable to resist the attack at all.

After evading continuously, a flaw finally appeared, and Tian Hua's body was scattered in the air, turning into a wisp of white smoke.

Another burst of spiritual energy turned this wisp of white smoke into nothingness.

After Tian Hua disappeared, Zhou Siwei stood inside the house for a while.

Jiang Yiyi was still pretending to be asleep, acting ignorant.

Zhou Siwei hesitated for a moment before walking forward, kneeling on one knee in front of the bed, just parallel to Jiang Yi.

Just when Jiang Yi was so watched that he couldn't help but open his eyes, Zhou Siwei moved.

Jiang Yiyi had no choice but to keep his eyes closed, waiting for his next move.

Zhou Siwei didn't leave, and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Yi who was on the bed. His fingers vaguely traced Jiang Yi's eyebrows and eyes, and finally stayed on the soft lips. His fingers trembled slightly, but they still didn't fall down.

Zhou Siwei withdrew his hand and left, but was caught off guard by someone grabbing his wrist.

Jiang Yiyi's hands were not strong, like a kitten scratching someone, but Zhou Siwei seemed to have lost his strength, and was pulled onto the bed smoothly.