A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

The seventh floor of the circulation tower.

in an independent space.

The two Hao family disciples were tightly bound and unable to move.

They could only let one person use a knife to cut scars on their bodies, and then collect the blood.

"Hao Shijian! What on earth are you doing!"

"Hurry up and let us go!"

A disciple of the Hao family who had just woken up from a coma began to question loudly after seeing clearly who was attacking him.

Hao Shijian followed the sound and looked at the disciple.

In the past, when I looked at Hao Shijian, I could only feel his arrogance, complacency and the fact that I am the best in the world, so don't offend me.

But now, the arrogance is gone, only the cold and cold looks that make people panic.

"He's not Jian! Save your energy..."

Another disciple on the side had woken up long ago and was struggling to no avail. He spoke out to inform his brother.

Hao Shijian nodded: "Yes, look at how smart he is."

"I'm not Hao Shijian."

He spoke with a smile on his lips and his voice was calm and gentle, as if he was reminiscing with old friends.

But the knife in his hand fell mercilessly on the Hao family disciple who made the complaint.

While scratching his body with the knife, he looked at him and said softly: "You are rewarded for being smart."

It's just that the Hao family disciple seemed to have no feeling at all about the knife scratching his body.

It hurt to the point of numbness.

Hao Shijian patted his shoulder.

"Don't be so calm. You should be more expressive."

The Hao family disciple who had just woken up still didn't quite understand what Hao Shijian said.

But the next second, his eyes widened in horror.

His pupils clearly reflected a picture that made people feel horrified just by looking at it.

I don't know what kind of formation Hao Shijian casually created and entered the disciple's body.

In an instant, screams resounded throughout the space, and the blood that was still slowly flowing with the wound now spurted out from his body like spring water, and his body shriveled up visibly.

Collect the collected blood, and then use a small porcelain bottle with a formation to collect the soul of the disciple who was filled with strong resentment and pain before his death. Finally, he kicks out the mummy of the disciple, with a set of smooth and natural movements. .

"Liu, the Circulation Tower does not allow killing!"

The disciples of the Hao family were a little confused when they saw such a change when they just woke up, but something soon came to mind.

He seemed to be grasping at a life-saving straw and began to yell.

"Where's the Circulation Tower! Didn't I say that no one will die in the tower!!"

"I want to get out, I won't intrude anymore, I want to get out!"

Hao Shijian yawned.

The delicate dagger held in his hand turned twice in his hand flexibly and beautifully.

Then he threw it hard and penetrated the palm of the Hao family disciple who was shouting.

He casually kneaded the secrets with his left hand and shot a small instantaneous formation into the body of the Hao family disciple.

"Be quiet for a while, it's a bit noisy."

"Are you a little scared because there is no one to accompany you?"

Hao Shijian looked at the frightened Hao family disciple and walked to him.

She reached out and patted his shoulder, and even hugged his shoulder without disdain, just like an ordinary good brother.

"Don't be afraid, I will find you two more companions, but..."

"There are a few Hao family disciples in the Circulation Tower, so it will take some time."

But just as he was about to take action, he felt a strange spatial fluctuation.

Turning around suddenly, I saw a child standing in the corner.

She is not tall, short and petite, her hair is delicately braided, and two beautiful beaded flowers are dotted on it, giving it a lively look.

Wearing a pale pink skirt, her whole body exudes a harmless aura.

She doesn't look like a disciple who is out for training, but like a pampered little princess who is ignorant of the world.

No matter how you look at it, it shouldn't appear on the seventh floor of the Circulation Tower.

Bei Wan's eyes swept across this space that was full of coldness and blood.

Finally it fell on Hao Shijian.

The little guy's eyes were calm. From her eyes, he couldn't tell what she was thinking, or even her emotions at all.

But if you look carefully, you can see that the right hand hidden under the hem of Luo Qun has been quietly clenched.

It’s not that there are no emotional changes, but sometimes if you are too nervous, you will automatically cover up your emotions.

She and Hao Shi looked at each other.

For a moment, the atmosphere around him seemed to solidify.

Suddenly a violent scream broke the solid atmosphere.

It was the disciple standing next to Hao Shi Fitness who shouted out.

His eye was scratched by Hao Shijian with the tip of a knife. His eyeball fell to the ground and bounced up and down very elastically.

"Yeah! I didn't pay attention to you just now. It hurts."

Hao Shijian quickly put away the knife and went to check on the Hao family disciple's injuries as if he was very concerned.

Bei Wan's eyes also followed his actions and fell on the injured Hao family disciple.

That was the moment Bei Wan's attention turned away from Hao Shi's fitness.

The space around her changed suddenly.

Thick smoke rose everywhere, instantly surrounding Bei Wan's place, and the dark blade was hidden in it, tempering the poison that would seal his throat when he saw blood.

The formation space burst out, and four hundred-foot-high spiritual energy curtain walls stood up, blocking Bei Wan's escape route.

at the same time.

Under the cover of the thick smoke, the thin and seemingly soft but yet extremely tough Tianming silk ejected.

If it is tied up, even a strong swordsman in the God Transformation stage cannot break it.

Use softness to overcome hardness, and specialize in sword cultivation.

Looking at the formation space where there was no movement and was still shrouded in thick smoke.

Hao Shijian slowly stood up straight.

Before taking a step forward, he gave the Hao family disciple another blow with his backhand. Feeling the growing resentment on the Hao family disciple, he smiled in a good mood.

angry? Fear? resentment? Not willing?

The stronger the emotion, the better.

Hao Shijian walked slowly towards where Bei Wan was, murmuring softly.

"Eight-year-old Nascent Soul genius? The... bloodline of the Hao family?"

It doesn’t matter if your strength and talent are great.

He is still just a child.

How many powerful people in the world of immortality have lost their lives due to conspiracy?

How many weak people can kill people with a knife, and stir up a pool of water with a three-inch tongue and a letter of hypocrisy.

No matter what method is used, as long as it can achieve one's own goal, it doesn't matter whether the means are hard or soft, whether it is a conspiracy or a conspiracy.

but.

Hao Shijian looked at the little girl who fainted on the ground due to the poison on the concealed weapon.

His body was scratched by a hidden weapon, and his body was tied up with Tianshu silk, unable to move.

Being able to practice to the level of Nascent Soul and Earth Formation Master at the age of eight is indeed a good talent.

Would it be easier and faster to use her blood to break the formation?

The idea just came to mind.

Hao Shijian acted immediately and drew an obscure formation in front of Bei Wan.

After the formation was reproduced, Hao Shijian's complexion suddenly turned pale.

But he didn't care, and casually stretched out his hand to draw blood from Bei Wan's body.

The moment his hand touched Bei Wan.

The scorching and violent flames rolled in wildly, and the bamboo burning sword pierced out from the flames.

As the light pink skirt turns, it looks like a small pink peach blossom emerging from the fire.

The moment Hao Shijian noticed something was wrong, although he tried his best to dodge, his arm was still scratched and bleeding.

He quickly pressed the acupuncture points to temporarily stop the bleeding, stuffed a few more pills into his mouth, and looked directly at the little girl in pink skirt who came out of the firelight holding a sharp sword.

"You pretend!"

The little guy in pink clothes didn't answer.

Without even saying a word of nonsense, he picked up his sword and attacked where Hao Shijian was.

Of course she was just pretending.

The senior brothers have said that sometimes when you encounter an opponent you find difficult, properly exposing your flaws and weaknesses will actually put you on the favorable side.