The cannon fodder brother of the son of luck

The girl from Beiqingluo went up and down, on the ring, only Xiao Heng was still standing there.

Under the ring, the Taohualuo disciples who admired Miss Beiqingluo shouted loudly.

"He's tired, he's tired! Just another one! I'll do it!"

One of the seniors who fell in peach blossoms excitedly wanted to step forward, and Song Ningqing, who was standing under the stage, took a step forward, smiling like a spring breeze and light rain.

"This brother looks very interested. The arena over there is still empty, why don't we go up and have a chat?"

... What are you talking about?

Seeing Song Ningqing's palm stretched behind his back, he lightly grasped the hilt of the white rainbow sword on his back. The senior brother who usually likes alchemy and never practiced swords retreated.

"I said you people, fight and kill all day! Remember to get medicine from your brother if you are injured!"

Song Ningqing couldn't help laughing as she watched her senior retreat, and then turned her head to look at the ring.

Bei Qingluo's teachers and sisters didn't bully the children either. They either gave Xiao Heng some elixir or waited for him to adjust his breathing. Those who had a higher realm than him would lower their cultivation and fight against them.

Xiao Heng fought more and more bravely, fighting against the enemy matched his swordsmanship.Song Ningqing watched his sword moves stagnate for a moment at the beginning, but after defeating the third person, they gradually opened and closed, and the sword moves became smooth.The long sword seemed to be born in his hand, and he swung it freely. As Xiao Heng's sword speed accelerated, Bei Qingluo and the others, who originally wanted to teach a little lesson, couldn't help but straighten their faces.

"When he's a kid, he's going to lose like I did that day."

A Miao reminded, Bai Xiu looked at A Miao in surprise, she didn't wait and see from the arena that day, but went to the kitchen to find stewed pork ribs with lotus root, but she didn't see it.

After finally coming back, he watched the scene of A Miao's sexual transformation live.It's so overwhelming that I can't think about anything else.

"Huh? You lost?"

"...just laugh if you want to."

Bai Xiu immediately covered her mouth and burst out laughing, then she swallowed the last mouthful of egg yolk puff pastry, patted the puff pastry residue on her hands, and drank the tea on the coffee table in one gulp.

"I'll go meet him."

When Song Ningqing was excited about "Visualization of Heaven's Mystery", she was unwilling to be lonely and brushed a few pages in Song Ningqing's mind.

Song Ningqing frowned in disgust: "Your writing is so bad, Xiao Heng won't brag about himself like this."

"Tianji Visualization refuted, Song Ningqing ignored it.

When Song Ningqing raised her head again, she was a little surprised. At some point, a disciple of Bei Qingluo stood on top of her. Looking closely, she seemed to have seen it a few days ago, who often followed A Miao... called...

"My name is Bai Xiu. Is Junior Brother Xiao resting already? If not, we're not in a hurry."

Bai Xiu smiled and waved at Xiao Heng, then sat down cross-legged in a corner of the arena comfortably, holding a long sword in her hand.

...It should be a long sword.

Song Ningqing squinted her eyes, and saw that the sword was different from the spiritual swords that ordinary female cultivators love. It didn't have any beautiful fringe and necklace decorations, and it didn't even have a scabbard, revealing a whole piece of cold iron.

The tip of the sword seemed to be extremely sharp, just lightly touching the ground of the arena, it poked a hole in the ground.

... Song Ningqing had never seen her make moves in the last sword competition.

After Xiao Heng finished adjusting his breath, he ate one breath-adjusting pill like a jelly bean. After he felt that there was no problem, he raised his hand and held a sword flower, and walked towards Baixiu.

"Yo, hello."

Bai Xiu stood up, raised her hand and pulled out the long sword in her hand. The wind of the sword circled around the arena, and Xiao Heng felt that the place swept by the wind of the sword was like being frozen by ice and snow.

Xiao Heng stopped in his tracks, unlike in the previous battles, when he saw the depth at a glance, he hurriedly attacked.

Seeing this, Bai Xiu couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling.

"That's right, it's better to be cautious. Don't think that the disciples of Beiqingluo only love embroidery and practicing spells. There are also disciples who practice swords."

Bai Xiu put the tip of the sword behind her back, took a step back with her left foot, and made a gesture of preparing to attack.

"Beiqingluo's sword cultivators are divided into two types, those who patrol the Chongming world, and those who like to fight."

"I'm the former type, because above the sea of ​​clouds in the Chongming Realm, there are more places to fight."

"You mean you are very powerful?" Xiao Heng squeezed the hilt of his sword tightly, with a vigilant expression on his face.

"Of course," Bai Xiu said with a smug face, "Your Master A Miao...brother's ability is enough to pick up scum behind me."

"She lied."

A Miao's voice came from behind Bai Xiu, and Bai Xiu wrinkled her nose.

"It's a bit of a boast, but it's true that it's great."

"...how powerful?"

Xiao Heng exerted a little force on his toes, and was about to step forward when she was talking, when he suddenly felt a cold on the tip of his nose. He quickly took a step back, and saw a cold iron sword stabbing from bottom to top in an instant in front of the tip of his nose!

Bai Xiu stabbed close, and got very close to Xiao Heng, almost sticking to him. If Xiao Heng hadn't reacted quickly, his nose would have been cut off.

"It's just... so powerful."

Bai Xiu's fingers moved slightly, and Xiao Heng, who had just escaped a blow, suddenly felt that it was going to be bad. Sure enough, the cold iron sword pierced Xiao Heng's side from an unexpected angle.

Xiao Heng resisted in panic, and seeing the sword stabbing towards the door, he simply struck with the sword, pressed the sword to the ground with all his strength, then stepped on the long sword, suppressed it with his body, raised his hand instantly, and sent the sword in his hand into the ground. Bai showed off his neck.

Unexpectedly, Bai Xiu didn't dodge or dodge, but instead smiled at Xiao Heng.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah----"

With all his strength, Bai Xiu's subordinates threw Xiao Henglian and his sword viciously, and threw it onto the railing of the ring like hitting a ball!

Hearing the sound of the crash, Bai Xiu raised his long sword horizontally, made a sprinting movement, exerted a little force on his feet, and flew forward like a swimming dragon!

"Junior Brother Xiao, be careful."

Song Ningqing looked straight at the ring, no matter how noisy the "Tianji Contemplation" in the Lingtai, "I won't lose", "He is the son of luck", "This girl named Bai Xiu will be convinced by him immediately".

"...Xiaoheng lost." Song Ningqing said.

On the ring, the smoke caused by Xiao Heng's fall dissipated, Bai Xiu's long sword pressed against Xiao Heng's neck, and blood slowly flowed from Xiao Heng's jade-like neck.

"Can you admit defeat?" Bai Xiu asked.

Xiao Heng was silent for a long time before he finally squeezed out a word from his throat.

"I lost."

Satisfied, Bai Xiu took the sword back, stretched out her hand to wipe Xiao Heng's neck, and the spiritual power was released, and the shallow wound was completely healed, as if it had never appeared before.

"Hmph, you know that Bei Qingluo's disciples are not easy to mess with."

Bai Xiu turned around and stretched her waist, but she felt the movement behind her. She turned her head in surprise, and saw that Xiao Heng seemed to...had an epiphany?

Song Ningqing turned a deaf ear, jumped onto the ring, and nodded to Bai Xiu.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Where, is your junior brother quite powerful at such a young age?"

Bai Xiu replied, looking at Xiao Heng's sedated posture, she couldn't help sighing.

"Isn't this the first time he has lost?"

Song Ningqing nodded: "It's just practice on the mountain, but I haven't lost once on the mountain."

"No wonder you're so proud."

Bai Xiu passed Song Ningqing, jumped off the ring, and saw A Miao standing up and walking towards the ring.

"It's gone. I don't know how long it will take for people to enter samadhi. Next time, if you don't practice swords, you won't be allowed to go up, so as not to give food to people and make people enlightened. It's not worthwhile."

Bai Xiu gently tugged at the corner of A Miao's clothes, but seeing that A Miao didn't move, she could only leave with the other disciples.

On the ring, Song Ningqing sat cross-legged not far from Xiao Heng, protecting the law with him.

"Xiao Heng seems to have said this," Song Ningqing replied helplessly because "Visualization of Heavenly Secrets" was too noisy, "It's just that he was busy on his way home and didn't ask those people to repay his kindness. man of."

On the Lingtai, the pages of "Visualization of Heaven's Secrets" shook again, flipping through.

"...The first two are okay, the enemy doesn't even need it."

Song Ningqing looked at Xiao Heng, who had his eyes closed because he was in meditation, and his brows and eyes were peaceful.

"He has enough on his mind."

There was a sudden noise behind Song Ningqing, and he saw a brother Chu Mingyuan, who had attended morning classes together in Wangyue Huaiyuan Building, coming up with a sword, and Xiao Heng couldn't help being confused when he saw Xiao Heng.

"I heard that we are going to fight in the ring today, don't we want to fight?"

"Well, let's not fight here for the time being. If senior brother Chu is in need of skill," Song Ningqing stood up and raised the sword in his hand, "It's time for Xiao Heng to attend, let me accompany you."

"Okay!" Chu Mingyuan laughed, "It seems that we haven't seen you draw your sword for several years, and we still think it's strange."

Song Ningqing smiled: "I was fighting with a senior before, and if I don't win once, I really have no face to draw my sword."

Chu Mingyuan was still thinking about the powerful seniors in Peach Blossom Fall, so Song Ningqing looked down at Bai Hong in his hand, remembering the countless sword fights in "The Life of the Whale Sea and Chaos".

A year ago, "Whale Sea and Tide Rises".

"You ah you."

Chao Sheng stood in front of the scarred Song Ningqing, directly grabbed Song Ningqing's wrist, and smashed his long sword to his chest.

"That's it, stab me! You won't die, don't you know?"

However, no matter how hard Chao Sheng's subordinates tried, Song Ningqing twisted his wrist in one direction, preventing the tip of the sword from touching him, and the wrist bone cracked.Unexpectedly, Chao Sheng was even more angry, and let go of Song Ningqing's hand.

"Are you going to do the same in future matches? Ah!" Chao Sheng shouted angrily.

"A match is a match, you are... from the same school."

Song Ningqing said, Chao Sheng couldn't help scolding a few more words, really stubborn!

"Your sword is 'tolerance', not tolerable, but you are tolerant everywhere."

"Have you ever killed someone?" Chao Sheng asked suddenly.

"No, but someone died because of my negligence..." Song Ningqing said slowly.

"What I'm asking is, whose life did your sword take?"

Song Ningqing shook his head, and Chao Sheng pulled Song Ningqing to sit cross-legged together, watching the huge group of whales swimming and jumping above the sea of ​​clouds.

"You don't know how to kill, so what are you afraid of when you draw a sword?" Chao Sheng asked.

"I... Master once told me to draw my sword when I feel like I must be slashed."

Song Ningqing looked at a small whale swimming towards them and screamed in front of him. Seeing that Song Ningqing didn't respond, he flicked his tail angrily, splashing clouds and mist all over Song Ningqing, and slowly swam away.

"When I was at the foot of the mountain, in order to protect Xiaoheng, I drew my sword, and the evil spirits retreated."

"I thought, that's 'intolerable', that's all."

"And what I think of as 'no tolerance' is that as soon as your sword comes out, let him have any sword, knife, weapon, or even," Chao Sheng tapped his forehead, "I respect you for any thought, For the sake of heaven and earth, retreat as many as possible, bow your head and proclaim yourselves."

"me……"

Song Ningqing hesitated, but the white rainbow in her hand buzzed, as if she was very satisfied with Chao Sheng's intention.

"If it weren't for your complete soul," Chao Sheng reached out and tapped Song Ningqing's eyebrows, "I thought you were missing something. How could you seem to have no desires? What do you want most?"

"...Stable?"

"wrong."

"...a chivalrous man?"

"It's also wrong."

"I do not know."

Song Ningqing replied, while Chao Sheng stood up, drew out his long sword, and cut the sky full of clouds and seas into a huge gap with a single sword.

The cloud whales that were about to swim forward hurriedly stopped in front of the crack, and they all uttered a long cry that resounded through the sky and the earth.

"I got my kendo 'Glutton' because I wanted to replace my master and become the strongest in the world."

"However, I have traveled all over the world, all over the world, and I have seen things that I have never heard or seen before, and I feel that I am far from enough."

"What is the strongest? Heart? Sword? Body?"

"If you don't understand, I want them all! This is the fate that fits my sword!"

The strong wind blew, blowing the flower headband on Chao Sheng's head, and the two red moles at the corners of his eyes became more bright red, he turned to look at Song Ningqing.

"I remember when you came back a few days ago, you said that you have a junior named Xiao Heng?"

"Yes."

"If I came to Peach Blossom Fall from the sea of ​​clouds in an instant, and I took him out and killed him, what would you do?"

Song Ningqing stood up and pointed the bright white rainbow at Chao Sheng. It was already dusk, and the tip of the white rainbow sword seemed to be stained with rich blood.

Song Ningqing drooped her eyelashes slightly, then raised them, looking directly at Chao Sheng who was opposite.

"I will... try to kill."