Chang Xi did not answer directly, uncovered the red seal mud on the wine pot, and the strange aroma of wine that was so rich that it was almost essential that it was filled with the nose. The nectar into the cup was as thick as amber. Such a pot of spiritual wine should be worth, and even Chang Xi was unsure of it at this moment.

The boss's wife treasured the nectar and jade liquid that she did not show to outsiders into her throat, like a sharp red knife that gently slid across her tender skin. As a thread of fire burned into her abdomen, there was a pleasure like pouring cold well water on her head under the scorching sun. The warm spiritual power in the limbs wandered around the world, allowing Chang Xi's trembling face and hands to comfort her, and let out a long breath.

Chang Xi also poured a cup for Xin Tong and Qing Xuan. There were many small objects in the wooden house that were used to review woodworking techniques, including many small wooden cups. As the realm of cultivation improved, the wooden cup made with only ordinary wood cores also had a very good look, and the treasured nectar used to hold the boss's wife also complemented each other. The two women in front of him were the women closest to him, so Chang Xi did not hide it much. Except for keeping a blind eye on such dangerous methods as grinding spiritual consciousness, the rest were all revealed.

After knowing the whole story, Xin Tong and Qing Xuan did not have the slightest reproach to Chang Xi for acting recklessly, but only felt heartbreaking. They and Chang Xi had experienced a lot of each other. In this steel body made of hard work and hardship day after day, there was a tough soul that never compromised and bowed his head. Even he couldn't bear the pain. What a heart-wrenching purgatory? Outsiders only know the glory of his winning four games in a row, but who can know the efforts and endurance behind him?

Xin Tong stroked Chang Xi's cheek softly and said softly: "Are you better?"

Chang Xi smiled and said to the truth, "It's really much better."

Qingxuan seems to be lively and lively, but she is the thin-faced. Seeing the two of them feeling affectionate, the little deer in her heart was full of envy and envy. She called herself a thin-skinned and timid as a mouse. If she had Xin Tong's courage and calmness, she would definitely be able to touch the face of the lover who had been thinking about day and night. Then she pouted her mouth melancholy, used the wine in the glass as a scapegoat, and took a sip.

It has to be said that the boss’s wife was indeed extraordinary with two pots of wine. A few cups of mellow fragrance made the pain in Chang Xi’s mind relieve most of the pain. Her pale face gradually became rosy, and her spirit improved a lot. Chang Xi talked to the two girls about the upcoming finals tomorrow.

"After defeating Chen Yan today, I hurriedly left the field. I still don't know who my opponent will be tomorrow, whether it is the leader of the Artifact Peak or the Nangong Congyun of Qingyun Peak?" Chang Xi put down his wine glass and pinched his eyebrows and said.

Xin Tong lifted up the black hair in his temples and said lightly: "Of course it's Nangong Congyun. Although Gan Jiang, the inner disciple of the Divine Artifact Peak, is very strong, he still can't get any benefits in front of Qingyun Peak. The flying sword hanging in the air seems to be grand, but it's far less sharp than the one that specializes in one. The sword curtain composed of Gan Jiang's flying sword was stabbed through by Nangong Congyun. Although it was timely remedial, the shortcomings in swordsmanship cannot be compensated by quantity. It is naturally only a matter of time to lose."

Chang Xi felt a little regretful when he heard this. The artifact Peak Gan Jiang was able to appear in the first game. After that, he had to deal with his opponent for a long time to decide the winner. He had already been familiar with the fighting style and trump cards of Gan Jiang. On the contrary, Nangong Congyun from Qingyun Peak won every competition easily and freehand. He only had more than 20 or 30 moves to compete, making it difficult for Chang Xi to get the trump cards and habits of this person from just a few dozen moves. In this way, he was invisibly at a disadvantage.

Xin Tong looked at Qingxuan sitting next to him and said, "Although the back mountain is not very far from the inner gate of Qingyun Peak, I am not familiar with Nangong Congyun, so I can't talk about the news I know. But Qingxuan and Nangong Congyun are both inner gates, so I should know something."

Seeing that both of them turned their eyes to themselves, Qingxuan, who had just been lying on her face, had a flush on her face, and she said softly like a mosquito: "Nangong Congyun's strength and cultivation are enough to rank among the top ten in the inner sect of Qingyun Peak, and is the top of the Jindan realm disciples. It is rumored that he had actually had the foundation to advance to the Nascent Soul realm, but after learning about the selection of disciples in the back mountain, he suppressed the momentum of breaking the realm. This person is well versed in many secret sword techniques. It is said that he has spent many years of saving contribution points in recent times to exchange for a sword-like sword-like sword-like score. It is very likely that it was the trump card prepared for this competition among disciples in the back mountain."

Chang Xi's eyes shrank and he asked in confusion: "Sapin Sword Style?"

Xin Tong looked a little solemn, and took Chang Xi's words and said, "The Sword Style is an extraordinary skill above the level of secret swordsmanship. The Sword Style is far superior to the Sword Style in terms of power, momentum, or the rigorousness of the conditions for the use of the Sword."

Pointing at the two swords that Chang Xi was carrying around his waist, Xin Tong said: "Yan Hui and the Dragon that you created are both secret sword techniques in terms of power. The Jue Sword Style is a method that can only be mastered by the Yuanying Realm's great practice to communicate the spiritual power of heaven and earth. However, even if Nangong Congyun cannot master the essence of that Jue Sword Style, it is not difficult to understand a little bit of fur. However, the power of the Jue Sword Style is far from something that ordinary secret sword skills can match."

A light suddenly flashed through Chang Xi's heart, and his fingers couldn't help but touch the storage bag. If you want to say that the move that was far beyond Yan Hui and Denglong's power was the Jue Sword Style, he thought of the thing that he hadn't used for a long time.

Xin Tong held Chang Xi's hands in the palm of his hand like a treasure.

If Chang Xi was given two years, she believed that with his potential and strength, he would definitely sweep all the disciples of Qingyun Mountain in two years. However, the two-year agreement made by each other has only arrived in a hurry, disrupting their original plan.

She did not say so-called inspirational words to the man in front of her who was destined to unveil the night red veil for her. So what if he didn't win tomorrow? She remembered the pain he had suffered in her heart; he was isolated and helpless hundreds of thousands of miles away from the sect, and she empathized with the pain of the hideous scars left on her chest when she fought against the evil cultivators and the vicious monsters alone; she saw all the solid footprints he walked out step by step in order to fulfill his promise at that time. It took him only a year to complete the gorgeous transformation from the body of a mortal to the body of a golden elixir. How could Nangong Congyun be able to be one ten thousandth of her man?!

The heaven doesn't pity him, I suppose it.

Everyone knew how to urge him to go further, but they could not see him curled up in the wooden house in a quiet snowy night and trembling and unable to control himself. She felt so heartbroken that she could not breathe, and tears dripped along the corners of the white fox fur beauty's eyes on Chang Xi's palm.

Chang Xi gently coaxed and wiped away the tears in Xin Tong's eyes, looked at Qingxuan and smiled: "The hope for tomorrow's final is indeed slim, but I have some sudden ideas to ask you two tonight, and maybe I can get back some disadvantages."

Not only Qingxuan, but even Xin Tong, who was sobbing, was shocked when she heard this, raised her head and cried and said skeptically: "It's not that I'm lying to us now to rest assured, but in fact I'm going to go on stage tomorrow, right?" Qingxuan made a gesture to give this dishonest man a stern tremble.
Chapter completed!