Chapter 198 The Thatched House under the Moon
Qu Shaoling laughed when he heard the sneer, his voice was slightly loud, as if he was joking,
“What, are you afraid that I will steal it from your senior brother?”
He is so suave, unrestrained and unrestrained, he must be incomparable to that piece of wood in Tianji Pavilion.
Qu Shaoling is very confident in himself.
But that's where Zhou Huaian's words ended.
If you say more, it will be more than the value of this glass of wine.
There is no way to stop those who seek death.
Zhou Huaian ignored Qu Shaoling and walked out after finishing his words.
Qu Shaoling felt that Zhou Huaian's last look was not very harmful, but extremely insulting.
What's that look in his eyes?
Looking mentally retarded?
Really? !
No wonder he was expelled from Tianji Pavilion, he was so damn owed!
A bunch of feudal superstitions, no wonder they can’t win first place every year!
Qu Shaoling felt very angry, and then he just stayed there and drank.
He drank from day to night, but no one came to see Song Qingwan.
Then, he felt that it was not good to sleep lying on the table like this, so he directly picked up Song Qingwan and left with her.
So, there were five people while drinking.
When the crowd cleared up, Li Xuanling was left lying on the table alone.
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The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and a small thatched house stands in the wilderness.
Ruan Qiao woke up on the stone bed in the thatched house. Due to the alcohol, his mind seemed to be a little unclear.
Zhou Huaian was lying on a wicker chair not far from her, holding an ancient book in his hand and swinging the wicker chair over and over while watching.
Hearing the movement, he turned his head and looked over,
"Are you awake?"
The young man's voice was low, like the breeze in the dark night.
Ruan Qiao nodded and looked up at the moonlight hanging in the sky,
“It’s past midnight.”
Originally, she was still thinking I wanted to go to the Xiaoyao Dao Sect's residence to take a look, but why was it already so late? "Want to see Xian Qing?"
Zhou Huaian saw through Ruan Qiao's thoughts.
Ruan Qiao nodded, and then shook his head,
“Forget it, I won’t go.”
Going now won’t change anything.
Do you want to withdraw from tomorrow's trial?
Having sworn the inner demon, she has no way out, not to mention that she also wants to go to the Hongmeng Secret Realm.
It’s just that at this moment, I am walking in the ranks of the Blood Evil Sect, rather than participating as a casual cultivator, that’s all.
As for the Xiaoyao Dao Sect, if Xian Qing blames her, then let’s apologize some other time.
She thought and looked up at Zhou Huaian,
"Tomorrow I will be participating in the trial on behalf of the Blood Evil Sect. What do you think?"
Zhou Huaian lowered his eyes and chuckled,
"You want to ask, where is Tianji Pavilion?" Right? "
Ruan Qiao nodded.
Zhou Huaian raised his eyes to look at the stars in the sky and said lightly,
"Ruan Qiao, I am different from you."
"I have no feelings for Tianji Pavilion."
"And Tianji Pavilion only uses me, nothing more."
So now, no matter which sect he represents in the competition, he does not need to care about what Tianji Pavilion thinks.
Ruan Qiao was silent for a moment,
"Then will they be harmful to you?"
When he came down from the mountain, he completely lost his cultivation. In addition, in the past two years, Tianji Pavilion has not stopped chasing him.
However, the Mu Junze whom I met in that strange secret realm last time seemed to be still concerned about his traces.
Zhou Huaian laughed when he heard this,
“Yes, but they won’t dare to come openly.”
After all, during the Tianjiao Conference, he represents the Blood Evil Sect, and Chu Xuanhe will protect him according to the rules of the competition, but it is probably unavoidable to do something behind the scenes.
(End of this chapter)