This villain, please exercise some restraint.

"..."

"Shi, Shi Si? Great Elder, no, buddy, it turns out that you didn't retreat, and you didn't... go to that place?"

When he saw that rather delicate face again, Chixuan couldn't help being stunned for a few seconds, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, with joy flashing across his face.

Ever since the "Fluttering Light" incident, Shi Si has been missing. Although he subconsciously felt that people like Shi Si were unlikely to be cannon fodder, to be honest, he was really worried for a while.

However, if Shi Si knew that Xiao Cai was dead, a death in a real sense, with his deep feelings for Xiao Cai, he should...be sad, right?

Thinking of this, a little discomfort flashed across Chixuan's face.

He knew very well that even if Xiao Cai did not die suddenly, it would be absolutely impossible for Shi Si and her. This outcome seemed to be the best.

"Huh? Where?"

The boy with short white hair smiled slightly, thought for a moment, and then said with understanding: "You mean Bei——"

Before he finished speaking, he was hurriedly interrupted by Chixuan: "Ahem, Brother Shi, it's all over, it's all over, don't mention it."

"Um...are you okay now?"

He stared at Shi Si's smiling face and asked.

Shi Si nodded, "Very good. I will follow Mian now and come to Dao Sect to pick up something."

"Ah? Following 'Mian'?! Brother Shi, did I hear you correctly? That alliance leader 'Mian'? He...can be seen whenever he wants? The guards of the Wulin League no longer allow players to disturb 'Mian'" ah--"

"Brother Shi, can you see him here? Are you still following him?"

The boy with long red hair could no longer hide the surprise on his face. It should be said that Brother Shi was worthy of being Brother Shi. He could always easily do what others found difficult to do.

But for him, who won the championship of another game through the role of Mian, it would be extremely difficult to meet Mian.

After all, he had a lot of love for the unpopular role of Ku Lian Mian in "The Storm".

Shi Si did not delve too deeply into this topic. He turned his head and glanced at the situation above the ring, then looked at "Mian" who was already taking the main seat on the left, then withdrew his gaze and looked at Chixuan. .

"In this sword sect competition, you will be the final winner."

His tone was very determined, as if this had become an established fact.

Chixuan's face fell, "Brother Shi, even if I am good at movement, I still have a few ways to use weapons like knives. I only have half of them. To be able to keep them till now is already an extraordinary performance."

"You are a little too confident in me."

"Relying on personal ability alone, my opponent this time is far better than me."

He is analyzing carefully.

However, his analysis was wiped out by a chuckle from the boy with short white hair.

"Your opponent... is just the chief of the Sword Sect, so it's nothing to worry about. What you should really pay attention to is not him, but Ye Jiang. Of course, this is all for later."

"In short, you will win today's game."

As Shi Si spoke, he opened the palm of his right hand, and there was an insect crawling on the palm of his hand.

"This is the Gu insect's 'broken heart'."

Shi Si spoke calmly.

Chixuan's mouth widened slightly, showing surprise.

It sounds like... such a vicious name.

But when he opened his mouth, Shi Si couldn't help but flick the Gu insect into the mouth of the red-haired boy.

When Chixuan reacted, the Gu insect was already crawling crazily towards the direction of his heart.

"Brother Shi, you-"

He looked at the boy with short white hair who was still smiling, a little confused and confused as to why all of this happened so fast.

"This is a... bug that can inspire your unlimited potential, Chixuan. I hope you win, so I will help you, no matter the cost... help you."

Shi Si said this, but Chixuan did not miss the flash of coldness in his eyes. This discovery made his hands and feet feel cold instantly.

He looked up at the sky above. The sun was shining just right and the warm wind was gentle. But...why did he feel...cold?

He chose silence.

The young man in white patted him on the shoulder, turned and left, just like he had done in the "Fluttering Light".

When it was Chixuan's turn to enter the ring, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of "Mian" dressed in red in the center of the left side, and Shi Si standing next to "Mian".

One red and one white, it is quite eye-catching, always attracting the attention of players who come to watch.

The number of players under the arena seemed to have increased several times.

The leader of the Sword Sect sitting on the side was almost ignored. It was clear that half an hour ago, he was the undisputed person in charge of this competition.

But when the alliance leader "Mian" comes, he will step aside.

The atmosphere had never been warmer than before. Chixuan held the knife and felt a slightly cool gaze locked tightly on him.

Is it really cool? Or is it his illusion? He couldn't explain clearly, but he somehow knew the source of that gaze.

"Daoying, please enlighten me."

His opponent greeted him politely, and he heard his name being announced.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of a knife cutting through the air. His body reacted faster than his consciousness and dodged.

But the opponent was Daoying, the chief of Daozong, who was different from the group of ordinary disciples or elite disciples.

The extremely fast second knife and the third knife came through the air at a tricky angle.

Soon, there was a cut on Chixuan's body and blood was seen.

The pain instantly made him abandon unnecessary thoughts, and his fighting spirit was slightly aroused. He cheered up and slashed with the knife.

But after all, he was no match for Dao Ying. After more than a dozen rounds, there were more and more scars on his body, while the opponent was not damaged at all.

In this situation, the Sword Sect leader's originally frowning eyebrows relaxed.

The players watching in the audience were also whispering and shaking their heads frequently. This was a game... where the outcome could be foreseen.

The strength gap between the two sides is really too great. Even if the red-haired boy is a player like them, the gap in hard power cannot make up for the tilted balance in their hearts.

"Mian"'s fingertips hidden under the scarlet sleeves moved, but the expression on his face did not change at all.

Shi Si stared at the red-haired boy on the stage and did not miss the moment when he subconsciously covered his chest because of the severe pain.

At this moment, Daoying's knife pierced Chixuan's shoulder blade.

Chixuan groaned, blood flowing from the corners of his lips uncontrollably.

The players watching the battle in the audience did not expect such a bloody scene, and the discussion suddenly became louder.

"In your current state, there is no point in continuing to fight. Just admit defeat."

The tip of the sword drawn by Dao Ying was dripping with blood. He looked at his opponent and reminded him kindly.

The boy with long red hair was half-bowed, breathing rapidly, and there was a strange crimson color on his pale face that was suddenly raised, especially his eyes, which seemed to be soaked in blood, and there was a faint red in the black.

"Never...give up!"

He gritted his teeth, and these words came out from between his lips and teeth. The arrogance on his face was clearly revealed.

Daoying's expression was stern - this opponent seemed to give him a different feeling.