The Lord God is getting more and more wrong

Chapter 231 Cold Plum Fragrance (10)

Shu Qian: "..."

yes,

How could I have forgotten it!

A sigh escaped Shu Qian's lips.

That sigh seemed regretful and helpless.

Successfully attracted Wu Yan's attention.

"Why are you sighing?" Wu Yan was puzzled.

Wu Yan didn't understand this apprentice.

sigh what?
Do you want to sigh over such trivial things?

Shu Qian glanced at her head: "It's nothing, nothing!"

The reaction was a little strong.

Unsullied eyes.

He flicked his fingers and said, "It'll be fine if nothing happens."

……

Time flies away like a flick of a finger.

It has been almost a month since Shu Qian recovered from her illness.

During the journey, Shu Qian didn't spend much time trying to capture the fragments of the main god.

I heard from my junior brother: The annual martial arts conference in Jianghu has arrived.

The martial arts conference, to put it bluntly, is a martial arts competition.

Each sect in Jianghu will send two or three disciples to compete with other sects.

The winner will not only bring glory to his own sect, but also receive a generous reward.

What this year's awards will be has yet to be revealed.

Every year, the martial arts conference is held by each sect in turn.

This year, it is the turn of the witch school.

The witch genre, the plot is not mentioned much.

Shu Qian went to investigate on her own.

The witch school is well-known in the Jianghu.

Investigation is also not very laborious.

The sect of witchcraft is very large and has many disciples.

How many?
Just compare the witchcraft sect with your own sect. His disciples are twice as many as your own.

There are thousands of people.

Gee.

Shu Qian cupped his fists.

So many... I'm afraid it's not easy to feed.

The swordsmanship they learn from the witch school is well-known in the world.

They pay attention to three words: fast, accurate and ruthless!
The sword makes you dazzled and unable to see clearly.

Before you pay attention, the sharp sword he is holding may pierce your heart.

For a person with a weak body, one move is fatal and does not give you a chance to breathe.

Among them, there are several powerful figures among the young disciples of the witch school.

The Second Disciple, the eldest disciple of the Witch School, and the Fourth Disciple of the Third Master are all quite capable of using swords.

Move quickly and ruthlessly!
There are martial arts people who are also known as high-strength people who have been taught in the world.

What a coincidence.

Several of the apprentices of the original master also used swords.

At the martial arts tournament, he was probably going to run into someone from the witch sect.

……

in the gazebo,
Shu Qian rested and chatted with his junior brothers.

Yuan An held his head and howled: "Senior sister, what do you think we should do?"

Shu Qian: "...Let me think about it."

Pinxu glanced at Yuan'an and said, "It's not us, it's you. What should you do? Don't drag yourself into others."

Yuan Chen: "..."

"You are so heartless! We all represent the master! Not ourselves! If I lose, it means that the face of the master is also lost!" Yuan An gritted his silver teeth and said anxiously.

Pin Xu: "So, you should step up and practice your swordsmanship now, instead of blindly complaining and influencing others here."

Binxu finished speaking.

Not looking at him.

Pinxu took out a piece of handkerchief from his lapel, and wiped his beloved sword carefully.

Yuan Chen: "...I'd better forget it. I'm not in the mood to practice swords now! It's all because of this damn martial arts tournament, why did Master ask me to participate! I hate it!"

Shu Qian: "..."

Employment: "..."

After being silent for a while, he sighed.

There are really a lot of reasons for Yuan Chen!
Wu Xun arrived at the pavilion without anyone noticing.

Wuan lightly sweeps his robes and sits on a stool.

Wu Xing replied: "Is Yuan Ai complaining that he hates being a teacher?"

Yuan Chen: "..."

Wow!

Yuan An argued, reacting quickly: "No!" How dare, how dare!

Wu Xunbuqi Yuan Ai said: "Whether you hate it or not, my teacher, the matter has been decided. I am also looking forward to your performance in the martial arts competition."

Yuan Chen: "..."

Farewell!
Master, I can't bear it!

(End of this chapter)