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Chapter 116: Sister, please stay (12)

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Fang Hui walked out of the square, he could clearly feel the mocking eyes of those around him, and then looked at the two people in front of him who were talking and laughing and leaving, the hatred in his heart became clearer.

He actually lost.

Lost to a waste of five spiritual roots.

Fang Hui clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and walked forward quickly.

Fang Ya and Fang Yi immediately followed.

"Brother Fang Hui, don't be angry, this time it's just that bitch lucked out." Fang Yi said.

Fang Ya looked back at Fang Yue, hoping that he would come over to comfort him, but Fang Yue turned and walked away.

"Brother Fang Yue is going too far. That bitch wants to kill brother Fang Hui. He actually wants to stand on the side of the little bitch!" Fang Ya said, stomping her feet.

"Leave him alone." Fang Hui put his hands behind his back, "Just do what he wants, he will know that he made the wrong choice in the future."

Song Qi is now half a celebrity. In order to avoid others' onlookers, she and Luo Shuyun went to a remote corner of the grove, took out a blanket and sat on the ground.

"By the way, are you officially tearing up your face with the Fang family now?"

"Well." Song Qi nodded, "I want to change my name to Song Qi."

Luo Shuyun was a little puzzled: "What do you want to be called?"

The key parts have been muted, and even the mouth has mosaics.

Luo Shuyun knew in her heart that Song Qi probably said her real name.

"It's nothing." Song Qi smiled in disappointment. Although he had already guessed the result, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Why is it uncomfortable

She used to think their relationship was like an online dating.

But her behavior like now clearly shows that their relationship is not so simple.

Thinking about her behavior during this time, it seems that it is indeed very abnormal.

Song Qi took a bite of the cake and decisively changed the subject: "What is this called?"

"Chief."

"what about this?"

"First."

Song Qi glanced at Luo Shuyun, and the others could probably guess what they were called: "It's the same as one fried dough stick and two eggs."

"Even if it's simple, it's my blessing to you." Luo Shuyun sat cross-legged on the ground, and looked at Song Qi with her elbows on her knees, "Eat them and you will be number one tomorrow."

Song Qi glanced at it: "Well."

After cultivating immortals, the digestive function seems to have improved a lot, and Song Qi doesn't feel full after eating all of them.

After eating, Luo Shuyun sent Song Qi back to the yard.

Song Qi stood on the threshold and compared the heights of himself and Luo Shuyun: "I will be taller than you soon."

"Then come on." Luo Shuyun smiled and rubbed Song Qi's head, "I'll go first."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

After Luo Shuyun turned and left, her mind was full of "how to grow taller".

Back at the inner door, Luo Shuyun went to find her master.

"Master, is there any way to make people grow taller?"

Elder He: ? ?

"Aren't you tall enough, how much more?"

"A little higher."

Elder He gave Luo Shuyun a look: "No."

"Why are you kidding me now?"

Luo Shuyun sighed.

"Also, you came just in time, what happened to that Fang Yaoyao? Her divine sense... "

"Master, she won't let me speak."

Elder He stared at Luo Shuyun for a while, then sighed: "I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup she gave you. I used to listen to Master's words, but now I don't listen to anything."

Luo Shuyun lowered her head and did not speak.

"God consciousness is out of the body, and the cultivation of spiritual consciousness must be above the golden core." Elder He knocked on the table, "She is so confident to win the first place, it is estimated that the cultivation of spiritual consciousness must be above the transformation of gods."

Elder He glanced at Luo Shuyun, but there was no expression on Luo Shuyun's face.

"Forget it, I won't ask anymore, I'll find out in the end." Elder He waved his hand, "If her spiritual awareness is higher than the refinement, I won't be able to teach it."

Luo Shuyun was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to look at Elder He.

Elder He originally said casually, and when he saw Luo Shuyun's reaction, his expression froze: "Is it really above the refinement?"

"Master, didn't you say it's okay to ask?" Luo Shuyun saluted Elder He, "Master, if the disciple has something to do, he will retire first."

Elder He shook his head. Speaking of which, he is indeed a little interested in Song Qi now. After all, this is the first time he has seen his disciple look like this. People who can make Luo Shuyun a little "popular" don't know what immortals are.

When the last 20 people are left on the field, the draw will start again.

Song Qi stood in the middle of the group of inner disciples more and more conspicuous, most people's eyes will be attracted to her.

She is undoubtedly the focus of this ring match.

"Do you think she can make it through this round?"

"Who knows, probably not."

"Didn't you say she's very powerful?"

"Now the rest are basically the proud sons of the sky. How can those people's consciousness be broken through so easily."

"Too."

"If she really becomes the number one, this year's inner disciple would be really ashamed."

Song Qi had drawn the lottery, and the other party was in the early stage of foundation building.

The two looked at each other, and the other's eyes were filled with some inquiry, but they didn't look much, obviously they didn't take her seriously.

Ten groups of people, she is in the eighth group, if today's game is a little slower, she will have to wait until the next day to compete.

"Duanyang is the most talented of the Duan family, Huo Linggen, the knife in his hand is called the Duanhong knife, which is the ancestral thing of their Duan family." Luo Shuyun saw that Song Qi's competition was still early, so she arrived She came to talk to her.

Song Qi nodded.

"You can cut off your sword with a single touch," Luo Shuyun said, then handed over her sword and suggested that you use mine.

"Aren't you afraid that I will break your sword too?"

Luo Shuyun smiled: "The grade of my Ningbi sword is the same as his, and the runes on the sword were made by my master for me. It is better than his, so don't be afraid to break it, even if it is in your hands. You can only play 50% of the level in your hand, which is better than your broken sword."

"Do you understand the imprint of his consciousness?" Song Qi asked.

Luo Shuyun lowered her voice and gestured to Song Qi with her eyes: "His spiritual imprint was added by their clan master, and the Duan clan's major was in the middle stage of virtual refining. Your divine opponent."

"it is good."

"Small realms may challenge across levels, but big realms are basically impossible, and the distance between Mahayana and Nascent Soul is very different." Luo Shuyun patted Song Qi on the shoulder, "You can do it, don't worry. "

Song Qi took a deep breath: "By the way, how do you compare the last five people?"

"Draw a lot, one bye, four people play, two people in the odd elimination, two advance, the eliminations play again, the winner will compete with the previous bye, the winner of this middle will enter the final round, the last one In the round, the three people have to fight each other once. The one who wins the two games will be the first, and whoever wins the remaining two will be the second." Luo Shuyun looked at Song Qi, "Do you understand?"

"Yeah." Song Qi nodded, "I probably understand, forget it, don't think about it, I don't know whether to win or not."

"You will definitely win." Luo Shuyun smiled.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a loud noise from the ring, followed by the exclamations of the onlookers.

Song Qi looked at it and noticed that one person had fallen down on the stage, and the other person was covered in blood.

Luo Shuyun frowned: "This person is the middle stage of Foundation Establishment."

An elder came to the stage to check. Although that person was not dead, he was almost there.

"This person is really ruthless."

"Well." Luo Shuyun frowned, "His name is Feng Tuo, he is from the Feng family, he is ten years old this year, and he is an illegitimate child. Because of his talent, he was invited back by the Feng family. I am willing to live alone with a child outside, but everyone knows exactly why."

Feng Tuo stood on the lift, and when the result was announced, he stepped off the stage without even looking at the people on the ground.

Song Qi looked at Feng Tuo and felt that this person was a little familiar, she knocked on the table.

When Feng Tuo was halfway there, he glanced back, and the speed was very fast, but Song Qi still felt that this person was looking at her.

Her eyes fell on Feng Tuo, and as he walked away,

"You will definitely meet him. If you can't compare, it's better to admit defeat directly. This person's imprint of consciousness should be left by the Sect Master of the Feng family, the middle stage of the Sect Master of the Feng family."

"Yeah." Song Qi nodded.

The speed of this game was quite fast. When Song Qi came on the court, it wasn't even in the evening.

The two stood on the ring and looked at each other.

In three breaths, there was a change in the air.

Externalization of consciousness.

The consciousness of the head of the Duan family and that of Song Qi.

Duanyang sat on the ground and stared at Song Qi, his face was extremely ugly. He originally wanted to attack Song Qi while Song Qi's consciousness was externalized. Feeling like a splitting headache.

Song Qi's moves were still simple and rude. He went up and grabbed an arm of the Patriarch of the Duan family. Without any hesitation, he shredded it.

Although there was no blood, the scene was still bloody.

"Patriarch Duan, your divine sense imprint can't beat me. If I break the imprint directly, you will be affected. Why don't you let Duanyang surrender?" Song Qi looked at Patriarch Duan with a smile.

The Patriarch of the Duan family felt the pain from his arm just now. He couldn't control the movement of the mark, but he could still feel the pain of the other party, the feeling of being suppressed.

The coercion of that consciousness.

Duanyang looked up at the head of the Duan family, but he didn't want to give up, he had already spit out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at Duanyang's appearance, the head of the Duan family is not easy to say: "It's just a mark, Duanyang, you can decide for yourself, I'm fine."

"Admit defeat." Song Qi looked at Duanyang, "if you loose the mark of your patriarch, he will be hurt more than you, because I just made you dizzy, it's not for you, it's for your patriarch, no Someone will blame you for admitting defeat."

Duanyang glanced at Song Qi, then looked up at the imprint.

The field is quiet.

"I admit defeat." Duanyang lowered his head.

Song Qi let go of his hand, his consciousness returned, and he patted his clothes and looked at Duanyang, the child looked shocked: "I have suffered more than you, and it is normal for my consciousness to be stronger than you. Why do you have to do this."

"Oh." Duanyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, dragged his sword, glanced at Song Qi, jumped off the ring, very calm, but after a few steps, he couldn't help crying.

Song Qi: …

He was still a child after all.

The head of the Duan family was a little helpless and pulled Duanyang over.