The sword sect's big moves are everywhere, and the stone site is surrounded by a large array. During the day, the sky, thunder and earth fires are coming out, and the pig iron in the quenching stone is even tougher. The thunder and earth fire in the void is surging, as if someone is overtaken, staring at Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan.

Fortunately, the fire and thunder are not enough to cover the entire stone site, so you can choose slightly hot and not hot to carry. Of course, the big ones need to resist shoulders, and the killing is really a big bag. Most of the ones left for Zhao Huan are moderately sized and energy-saving.

At the end of the day, the two of them crawled out of the coal pile, and their bodies were charred and fragrant with flesh. The two of them looked at Liu Shun at the same time and asked together: "Why are Leihuo not looking for you?"

The servant of the sect replied with great righteousness: "My name is Liu Shun, I'm lucky.:

Of course no one believed the lies, and since he met this servant, Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan have never had any peace. Seeing him as if he was seeing an enemy, he wanted to swallow him alive.

Liu Shun didn't like the two masters, and said angrily: "What do you two look like? It seems that they are not convinced. Do you want to practice and beat you two to the end?"

Zhao Huan didn't take the servant seriously, and then said, "Just fight, Brother Xing Zhen can definitely beat you down."

Zhao Huan spoke too quickly, and it was too late to stop Xing. He cursed: "Little devil is not allowed to talk nonsense."

Then he clasped his fists at Liu Shun and said, "The child is ignorant, please don't be surprised by his seniors."

Xing really didn't want to cause trouble, but Liu Shun didn't want to give up. At this time, he was ready to go and slowly approached the two boys.

Xing Zhen was helpless and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, it's considered half of his fellow disciples. Fighting can hurt harmony. A gentleman does not act. If there is something, he can explain it and reason."

Then there was a ping-pong. Xing Zhen was shocked to find that the servant was hiding his body. He tried his best to solve the problem, but it was still useless. Even if he had inner armor, he was still beaten to death.

Liu Shun had excellent control, but he only had the pain but did not hurt the two of them. After a burst of laughter and the howling of the two ghosts, Liu Shun was still unsatisfied and couldn't help but scream.

Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan, the black charcoal villain, turned into two pig heads. The veritable roasted suckling pig can be sold at a good price when carried to the textile market.

Lying on the ground, gasping for breath, one big and one small, and being hungry and complaining. I thought today was over and I could take a rest tonight.

Unexpectedly, the clear moonlight was clear, the cold wind wrinkled and the temperature dropped sharply. Soon, heavy snow fell out of thin air, which was even colder than ordinary winter. Not only that, the ground was filled with rich white mist, and when the skin touched it, a layer of frost immediately condensed.

In winter, you may not be able to withstand such wind and snow at night. What's more, Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan, who only wear thin summer clothes, have their teeth trembling and their lips are purple and black.

On the full moon day, the night is shining with silver light. Xing Zhen and Zhao Huanke see Liu Shun in the distance, playing with a golden talisman. Around Liu Shun, the wind and snow circling around the cold frost.

Xing Zhen immediately understood what was going on. It turned out that Liu Shun was controlling this formation and deliberately tortured the two of them. At the same time, Xing Zhen was confused and was only a few days late, so he did not offend this servant. Why bother to target the two of them?

I can’t figure it out and there is nothing I can do. Judging from Liu Shun’s attitude in front of me, I will not give an answer. I can’t beat him, and it’s even more embarrassing to leave the Sword Sect.

Seeing that the little guy Zhao Huan was about to foam at the mouth, Xing Zhen took off his inner armor and put it on Zhao Huan, which could help him resist some cold air. As the second level of martial arts, he had internal energy to continuously provide heat so that he would not freeze to death in the ice and snow.

Liu Shun was quite conscientious. When Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan almost reached the end of their patience, they threw two steamed buns over and said lukewarmly: "Stay going after eating, don't think about being lazy."

Now that I may be frozen to death at any time, I really don’t feel sorry for the small amount of peach brew left in the gourd. The wine is more valuable in life, so I can still figure out this truth.

As soon as the palm of his hand touched the small gourd at his waist, a stone flew forward and hit Xing Zhen’s back, and a blood hole immediately appeared.

The bright red blood just flowed out of the body and instantly condensed into ice. Before it could fall to the ground, it solidified to the wound.

I don’t have to look at it and know that it was Liu Shun’s actions. Xing Zhen was extremely unwilling to be bullied, and even more unwilling to withdraw from the Sword Sect obediently.

He took a bite of the dry steamed bun and glared at Liu Shun in the distance. Zhao Huan learned in a good manner, but he also disliked Liu Shun and did not go to him at all.

They swallowed the food in their mouths hard, and the two joined the group to keep warm and snuggled up to each other.

Xing Zhen was worried that Zhao Huan would fall asleep, so he kept talking to him and dared not stop at all.

"Zhao Huan holds on, and you won't see your sister Luan Luan after leaving Jian Sect."

"Yeah, but I'm cold."

"Brother Xing Zhen is here, using his internal force to keep us warm. It's better to be dawn, it's not so cold."

"Thank you, Brother Xingzhen."

I don’t know if I’m sleepy or tired. Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan fell asleep in the cold night wind while chatting, temporarily forgot about the two ice and fire days that were both day and night.

The vision also changed at this time, and the cold wind circling the frost disappeared. It was just that the stones that were not alive here were snuggling together, one big and one small sleeping together. The surroundings gradually became warmer, and the two of them slept more and more sweetly.

Pain is always long, happiness is always short. Most people often live in pain in order to pursue short-term happiness.

Right or wrong, right or wrong, cannot be judged by outsiders. Only when one is at peace with oneself is the perfect answer. Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan are the same, not being woken up but being woken up.

The first appetizer in the morning was two pig heads with bruised noses and swollen faces. What was waiting for the pig heads were the flames gushing out from the ground and the thunder that appeared in the void.

Xing Zhen was surprised to find that after the alternation of cold and heat, the physical ability to withstand increased. It was not as difficult as yesterday. I thought that this might be a way to temper the body.

Suddenly, I saw that Liu Shun was a little smooth, much better than yesterday's, and I couldn't help but feel something and smiled at Liu Shun knowingly.

As a result, there were more thunder and more flames around Xing Zhen. However, Zhao Huan did not change much as yesterday.

From then on, Xing Zhen swears that he would not look at Liu Shun more. He thought he would suffer less pain, whether it was the heat during the day or the cold at night. As Xing Zhen's physical improvement increases, it is just right every time, testing the limit of Xing Zhen.

Xing Zhen was a little envious of Zhao Huan and occasionally increased his strength. The difference was too much compared to himself. Is this what is called, the greater the ability, the more he bears.

However, after tasting the sweetness, Xing Zhen did not intend to give up. Finally, he found another way to get closer to his mother and kiss her. The pig-headed boy was in pain and was happy.

The only thing that made Xing Zhen feel good was the distribution of stones, which did not require Liu Shun's words at all. He could pick out all the different levels, which made the registered disciples who came to pick up stones every time they praised them.

Among the large and small stone mountain bags, the highest grade is also the smallest mountain bag. It is the monkey-head stone with deep memory of Xing Zhen. It has been kept and has not moved, so there is no need to choose. These monkey-head stones have also been taken care of by thunder, fire and ice and snow.

Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan stared at the smallest stone mountain, looking at the more endless stone mountain in the distance. One big and one small, they were infinitely moved, whether they would have the chance to move the smallest stone mountain in their lifetime.

A whisper suddenly came from behind: "I think I'm not beaten enough, right? What are you waiting for if you don't work?"

Xing Zhen plucked up the courage to retort: ​​"I am about to starve to death and have no strength to work. Those who are accused of hearing that the registered disciples can earn silver. Do I have Zhao Huan and I?"

After getting along for a long time, Liu Shun said a little more: "It has been decided to give you two extra meals every day so that no one will be exhausted and work. The Sword Sect treats everyone equally and will have money to take as long as you work. When you need money, you will be given it to your hands together."

The first wish was fulfilled, Xing Zhen was in a good mood: "How much is the silver? How to calculate it?"

"Damn, I'm interested in silver, right?" As he spoke, Liu Shun slowly moved forward with boxing high. The meaning was very obvious, and he would be beaten if he said too much.

Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan ran away and went to carry the stones honestly. One big and one small look at each other, and smiles appeared.

But under the night, a little girl from Sequoia lowered her head and played with the embroidered sword Qiushi, the sword dragon roar, and a piece of silver paper. Now, one sword and one sword are the only companion of the things.

It is no wonder that people have always taken care of Feng Yu’s things since childhood. Even though Feng Yu was slaughtered, Xing Zhen took over the task of taking care of the things.

This time I came to Jianshen and asked about the first independent life in my life. I was inevitably unhappy and various confusions in life.

There is nothing new about swords fiddling every day. Today I miss Xing Zhen, Bu Shi and Taohua, so I took out the paper I bought at a high price in the bookstore together to observe.

Their interest was also depressed. The guy pouted his mouth and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Damn Brother Xing Zhen, Damn Master Bu, you two will not come to see me."

"Master Bu is not like you, he is idle all day long. Now he is studying the thunder method. It seems that there is something important to do, and it requires strong strength." A man suddenly came out behind the scenes, with a tone of lessons.

The thing suddenly turned around and suddenly widened his eyes: "It turned out to be you, ah..."

The person who came and met the thing, and the little guy was not afraid. He just said something to his mouth was interrupted by the man.

A man taught a lesson, but he didn't treat things seriously. He lowered his voice and asked: "Who made the little girl angry. She didn't sleep or practice martial arts at night, and she was frustrated alone."

With an venting object, the corners of the mouth pressed down, as if they were about to cry: "All of them are registered disciples, why don't they like me?"

"It's obviously an ordinary sword, why do I say I've lost my spirituality after touching it? Humph! I think they envy me for having both swords and swords, and deliberately rejecting me."

"Especially the guy named Hu Tu Peng, who is the grandson of the Third Elder, looks down on people. I think it's just a lie, otherwise how could the Third Elder let his grandson be a registered disciple? Or, the Third Elder is just a guy with no name."

The man was slightly angry and pretended to be angry and said, "You should not arrange the elders of the sect at will. This kind of thing is very disrespectful if you spread it. The Sword Sect has the rules of the Sword Sect. If everyone wants to join the Sword Sect, they must start with a registered disciple. Not to mention the third elder, even the sect leader's own son cannot do it."

The thing burst out laughing, and the boredom just now disappeared in an instant. I picked up the long-lost happiness from me and grinned at the man.

I am still the heartless little guy, and my worries come and go quickly. I turned around and picked up the sword, and said confidently: "I have learned a few sword techniques in recent days, and I will show you."

With one hand embroidered sword and the other hand, you are playing the sword move of a one-handed sword. No matter how you look at it, it is inappropriate, and it is a sword move that cannot hurt others, but you can hurt yourself first.

The man shook his head helplessly: "The little guy really likes to dance with swords and swords, and he will never leave his swords and swords. Even though he knows that his tricks are useless, he still insists on it."

After talking to himself, the man no longer watched the swords and swords danced around, and there was nothing to be desired. He picked up the paper left by the thing at will, that is, the whole book was instantly weathered after being touched by the thing. The only piece of paper left behind cost Xing Zhen a dragon-yu money.

The man was a little surprised after holding the paper in his hand, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and stare. Finally, he cursed hatefully: "How can you guys without eyes keep Mingzhu covered in dust?"
Chapter completed!