The boat capsized quite thoroughly.

At this time, we all reflected that the scene was chaotic and noisy, just like in a vegetable market.

Xi Taiye ran to Qiao Yanran and shook his hands. He shook Qiao Yanran's pulse. His hands trembled even more. The whole person could not stand steadily.

He never thought that it was just a competition between the younger generation. How could Xi Yao be so cruel!

I don't know what kind of sorcery I've practiced, but my accomplishments have raised so many steps in an instant! If not, how could Xi Jing be defeated?

Xi Yao looked at all this coldly, with no emotion on his face, holding the sword's arm to one side, dripping blood.

The meat on Mr. Xi's face was shaking. He hated it very much. He pointed his crutch at Mr. Xi Yao and said in a trembling voice: "you! Where is the evil coming from!

Look what you're doing, you son of a bitch

It's like ten years old in a flash.

Mr. Xi's high hopes for Xi Jing are now completely shattered.

All the elders of the Xi family also went to the challenge arena.

During this period of time, they have seen that Xijing is a good seedling, and they have allocated the best cultivation resources in the past, hoping that she can grow into a powerful person.

And Xi Yao, the child, is not bad, and this time, these two children are afraid to be destroyed!

To do evil is to do evil!

Xi Yao listened to the sound of scolding in her ear. Her eyes were a little red. She clenched the sword in her hand, and suddenly split it at the crowd.

Standing next to Xi Yao was a young man. He had his head cut off and rolled twice on the ground.

Blood was all over the floor.

The smell of blood is stronger.

People see this scene, shocked, subconsciously and she opened a distance, eyebrows filled with fear.

Unexpectedly, Xi Yao is a madman!

Say kill, kill!

That's crazy!

Xi Yao was a little sober. His sword fell to the ground and left the arena like a gust of wind.

No one could stop her, they could only watch her leave.

Xi Yao ran out of Xi's house and came to an abandoned courtyard in the city. She squatted down and gasped.

The astonishing strength of the later stage of the eighth stage, such as the melting of ice and snow, is back to the middle stage of the fourth stage in a twinkling of an eye.

Blood.

A lot of blood.

Xi Yao's eyes were staring at the blood on his hands. The whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

The reason why her strength can jump to the later stage of the eighth level is that she came out of the blood pool a few nights ago.

At that time, when Xi Yao passed by a remote courtyard, he heard a subtle sound coming from it.

Originally, she didn't pay much attention to it. Later, she heard clearly that it was their Xi family, the ancestor of Xi who was in the middle of the eighth stage of cultivation. His life was coming to an end.

The only way to prolong life is to advance.

As long as the promotion, life will be extended some, but now the old ancestor Xi age, lack of blood, I'm afraid there is no way to promote.

During this period of time, ancestor Xi has been searching for information about longevity extension.

I didn't expect to let him know.

Some time ago, ancestor Xi got a longevity fruit by chance, but whether it is effective remains to be discussed.

Of course, Xi Laozu would not risk his life, so he asked someone to come and test the medicine.

It was also at that time that Xi Yao saw an old man who had taken this fruit to make pills, and his accomplishments soared.

It's hard to say whether life expectancy will be extended or not.

But it's true that it will make people's accomplishments soar in a short period of time.

At that time, Xi Yao was a little excited, so he stole a pill. Today, this pill was pressed under his tongue. At half-time, he swallowed it.

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the other side.

"Take off your coat. Why, do you want me to do it myself?" Qiao Yanran took out the silver needle bag from her pocket and showed out rows of silver needles.

In the pale light, these slender silver needles also flash cold light.

Gu Ting realized that he would be wrong. He was a little relieved, removed his thin coat and sat cross legged on the bed.

He shivered, his body tightened, and his whole back stiffened.

Qiao Yanran pinches the slender silver needle and wants to insert it into a acupoint on Gu Ting's back, but the other person's body is too tight, so she has some difficulty in inserting the needle.

"You relax." Qiao Yan Ran's eyes were a bit of banter, joking: "how, are you afraid that I will do something wrong to you?"

Her cool fingertips across his back, like a feather gently brush general, with a tingling feeling.

Gu Ting's body became more rigid, his brain was in a mess, and his blood seemed to concentrate on the top of his head.Qiao Yanran saw this scene, but also helpless, in order to divide his God, took the initiative to play with him, but not too much use.

I can only prick the needle with force. It's very hard. It's been more than an hour since I finished this.

After she took the silver needle away, she raised her hand to look at the time and said, "well, it's late now. I'll go back first."

Qiao Yanran said that, packed up her things, and told him some precautions

Gu Ting was stunned when he heard this.

He thought she would stay, but she was leaving?