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"Azhe!"

The moment Xue Zhe heard the familiar voice, his heart hanging in his throat finally fell back safely into his stomach.

The person who jumped up from the platform glanced at the platform. After finding the target, he ran over without hesitation. After stopping in front of Xue Zhe, he raised his head and looked at Xue Zhe with some expectation, as if is waiting for his response.

"Excellent." Xue Zhe praised sincerely.

It's really powerful - just looking at the complex expressions of the other people on the platform, it can be seen that Wu's forgiveness has earned Xue Zhe a lot of face this time.

Naturally, Xue Zhe would not waste this good opportunity. He raised his head triumphantly, and unceremoniously picked those old men who looked at him with contempt when they went up the mountain and looked back. Naturally, the old man Yang was the focus. The old men were so angry that they wanted to come up and teach a lesson to a guy who was a villain.

It's a pity that the situation is stronger than people, and the newborn calf beat the tiger, and the few of them really couldn't say anything.

"Don't forget the prize." Patting Bu's shoulder, Xue Zhe reminded.

Bu She nodded, went to the stone platform and picked up the cloth bag——At this time, several figures appeared on the platform.The first one was Yang Mian, he still had that calm smile, even though he saw that Bu She had already taken the prize in his hand, he didn't change much.The one who came up almost at the same time as Yang Mian was Xie Bandit. He glanced at Unforgive standing near the stone platform with a frustrated expression on his face.

Bu She ignored the few of them, walked over on his own, and tore off the cloth strips outside the package, revealing the real body of the prize inside.

"This is... a dagger?" Xue Zhe leaned over to look at it, and couldn't help but click his tongue.

It was a pitch-black dagger, even the blade was all black, covering up the sharp edge, making it look a bit inconspicuous.But Xue Zhe didn't dare to be careless, so he grabbed a hair and put it on the blade of the dagger. When he blew, the hair broke and fell down.

"The legendary blowing hair and breaking hair..." Xue Zhe murmured in a low voice.

Bu She looked at the dagger and frowned, as if a little dissatisfied.At this time, An Bobo came up to take a look, and said in surprise, "This is... Mo Lin?"

"Oh?" Seeing his expression, Xue Zhe asked curiously, "Is there anything special about this knife?"

"It's a lot of attention..." An Bobo glanced at the old man Yang standing over there with a gloomy face, and whispered, "This is something from the Yang family. It is said that it was used by the first head of the Yang family..."

In the second half of the sentence, he kept silent, but there was a weird smile on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"It is said that it was this sword that killed Taizu back then." It was Xue Jichou who made the point.

He looked at Mo Lindagger silently, with a complicated expression on his face, and after a while, a rare smile appeared again, and there was a little more approval in his eyes looking at Bu Forgive.

Xue Zhe looked at the Mo Lin dagger with some surprise—this dagger has at least a few hundred years of history, and its symbolic significance is not ordinary, and it is fortunate that Mrs. Yang is willing to use it as a prize...

Thinking about it, he is probably fully confident that the one who will win is his own heir, unexpectedly...

"Azhe," after understanding the origin of the Molin dagger, the trace of dissatisfaction on Bu's forgiveness disappeared immediately. He raised his face to look at Xue Zhe, and solemnly handed out the Molin dagger, "Give it to you."

Xue Zhe was stunned for a moment, looking at Unforgiveness, he felt that he didn't seem to be saying it casually, so he said, "Give it to me...?"

"Yeah." Bushe nodded.

"But don't you want this very much?" Xue Zhe said with some confusion, "I remember that you participated in the competition just for this..."

"Yeah." Bushe nodded again.

"That……"

"I'm here to send you off." Bu She Yan replied with a sense of shock.

"..." For a moment, Xue Zhe really didn't know whether he should smile or smile bitterly.

He said why this kid suddenly took the initiative to get involved in this kind of thing...

"...Don't like it?" Seeing that Xue Zhe never nodded, the anticipation in Bushe's eyes slowly dimmed.

"No, I like it very much—and it's very cool." Xue Zhe glanced at Yang Chongshan and said, "But this kind of thing is more effective in your hands, right? It fell into my hands, but it's just a decoration ..."

"I have someone I can handle." Bushe shook his head, pointed to a scimitar hanging on his waist, "You gave it to me."

That was something Xue Zhe had received before. One of Shen Yuhui's apologies was a deer antler knife with a sharp edge made of fine steel.The handle of the knife is made of antlers, which is exquisite and beautiful.After he received it, he gave the knife and another gift of apology, a pair of sable tanned gloves, to Bu Amnesty, and the remaining old wild ginseng was confiscated by Father Xue in the name of "filial piety" .

It's just that although the knife is good, it is only a standard product after all, and it can't compare with the shape and connotation of the Molin dagger...

Xue Zhe shook his head and smiled, and reached out to take Mo Lin's dagger: "Okay, thank you."

Bushe hummed lightly, a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He had heard Xue Zhe's declaration of sovereignty before, and although he didn't think he disliked it, even if he was a brat, he still had a subtle thing called "self-esteem".

And the expression of this kind of self-esteem is to "prove one's ability" - although he can't make Xue Zhe happy by making money, but after hearing that there will be such a game, his heart is touched .

Although it's not money, it's something he likes after all...

With such thoughts in mind, Bushe rarely showed his enthusiasm for participating in the competition.And just now, he really went all out.

There were quite a few people who tried to stop him from sniping him in the forest just now. In order to get this first place, he put in far more efforts than others.

Just this time...

He raised his head and glanced at the expression on Xue Zhe's face - at this moment, he was dangling the Mo Lin dagger triumphantly, afraid that others would not see the prize in his hand, the smile on his face was as bright as the sun, almost Even the real one in the sky was inferior to him.

...well, well worth it.

Xue Zhe was in a very good mood - at this moment, he only hated why the Molin Dagger was only a small dagger, not the model of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, so he had to keep dangling it to attract attention.

Of course he knows that keeping a low profile is a virtue, but no matter how low-key it is, it can't ease the relationship between the Xue Yang family, so he might as well be high-key and let the other party's angry expression add to his good mood.

It's a pity that although the old man Yang Zhongshan was very cooperative, Yang Mian still didn't say anything, just whispered a few words in Yang Zhongshan's ear, as if to ease the old man's mood, making it difficult for Xue Zhe's showing off to do his best.

Never mind, anyway, the winner is now my family~

Just when Xue Zhe was eager to go around the field to let everyone see what he was holding, the rest of the people came up one after another. Most of them had long since lost confidence in winning and just wanted to see who Take the first name.When they noticed that the person holding the prize was Xue Zhe, they immediately looked at each other.

No way, the people from Demon Sect took the first place?

This is simply a slap in the face for the Yang family!

You know, the Molin Dagger is of great significance to the Yang family. After Xue Kong'er stole the sword Xue Qijian, which was carried by the ancestor of the Yang family, the Molin dagger has almost become the supreme token of the Yang family.Even Xue Kong'er, who was known as "Thief Heaven" back then, tried his best to steal the Xueqi Sword, trying to steal the Molin Dagger as a sacrifice to his ancestors, but he couldn't get it, so he had to give up with hatred, causing Regret for a lifetime.

Right now, Xue Zhe, the head of the Demon Sect with no martial arts at all, got it—this is a great thing that can make the Demon Sect feel proud, but there is no need to talk about the humiliation felt by the Yang family.

"Unexpectedly, Xue She really won... How is it? Who told me that he would definitely win? No.3?" When he came to Xie Bandit's side, he shook his head happily, as if he had won.

"You bastard..." Originally taking the third place was enough to make Xie Dao depressed, but the little monk made it worse again, making him clenched his fists uncontrollably—unfortunately, it was just clenched fists, really hands-on, He can't beat the little monk to death, he can only be beaten.

"Okay, it's time to go down the mountain, right?" Xue Zhe asked happily as he came back after showing off for N weeks.

"Not yet..." Xue Jihen scanned the organizers who were counting over there, frowned slightly, and said, "It seems that there is one person missing."

"Who?" Before Xue Jihen could answer, a voice came from the other side: "Where's Xi'er? Where did he go?"

Hearing this voice, Xue Zhe subconsciously glanced over there, only to find that Lei Feixi was nowhere to be seen.Instead, she saw Li Qingyue, who was looking around worriedly.

"It's strange... His speed is not slow, right?" Xue Zhe looked at him in disbelief and asked for technical support. After getting his nod, he said again, "Could it be that he lost his way? Is the road inside difficult?"

Bu She shook his head: "Although the forest is dense, you can still see the sun. If you are not a person who has never been in the mountains, you should not get lost."

"Have you seen him?"

"No." Bushe was silent for a while, then shook his head.

Lei Feixi's father over there seemed to be planning to go to the mountains to find his son, Xue Zhe and the others had no intention of accompanying them, so they went down the mountain together, intending to celebrate Mo Lindagger's surname "Xue" from now on.

night.

After eating and drinking enough, returning to the room, Xue Zhe triumphantly called his father, and used exaggerated techniques to show off what happened today.

"Then you took Mo Lin?" Father Xue was not too surprised, "Not bad... If you can find Xue Qi tomorrow, put them together and take a photo to send to the Yang family, how good it will be..."

He clicked his tongue twice, as if looking forward to it.

"Father, you really deserve to be my father..." Xue Zhe admired his father's skill, "Speaking of which, do you know where that Xueqi sword is?"

"Of course I know—could you have forgotten?"

"I forgot?" Xue Zhe was taken aback, "When did I remember..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a deafening knock on the door.Xue Zhe frowned, said "I'll talk to you later" to the phone, hung up the phone, got up and went to open the door.

Who is so rude... Xue Zhe hadn't finished complaining in his heart, when the door opened, he was stunned when he looked at the scene outside.

A lot of people.

From a glance, there were at least people from the five great families including Yang Chongshan, the little monk with worried faces, and... Xue Jichou and Xue Jihen with ugly faces.

And the person who knocked on the door with such force that it almost smashed it was the patriarch of the Lei family with a livid face.

"...What's the matter?" Xue Zhe glanced at the people outside the door and asked.

At this time, Bu She, who was resting in the house, also heard the noise and came over.Seeing him, the Patriarch of the Lei Family's face turned ugly again, and his breath was heavy, like a ferocious beast that chooses people to eat.

After a moment of silence, Andre opened his mouth softly: "Lei Feixi... found it, in the forest."

"He was seriously injured and appeared to have been beaten."

"Then... so what..." Xue Zhe suddenly felt bad, and before he could finish his sentence, the Patriarch of the Lei family roared angrily: "Xi'er is holding the Xue family's Ice Palm! Demon Sect, hurry up!" Hand over the murderer!"