Ku Rongti

Chu Deng promised that Chu Yingtan would leave the three islands as soon as the Chu Yingtan questioning meeting was over, and they would be safe during this period.

Song Laiyue and Mu Liang went to the abbot one after another. For more than ten days in a row, Chu Deng was frightened, but Song Laiyue did not come to him.

Song Laiyue didn't come to see the competition for more than ten days.

Mu Shu's identity was exposed, and after Mu Rugui went to report to Mu Liang, Mu Liang didn't respond much.

Fu Shu didn't make it to the final battle, Liuli just came to ask for help, she defeated many masters for Sang Shishi and the others.

The battle to win the championship is the story of Sang Shishi's pairing.

They seem to have expected such an ending a long time ago, after all, there are almost no Jindan peaks under the age of a hundred.

This morning, Jing Gu came to look for Sang Shishi in royal blue clothes. When he met him, he had a bitter face: "Eleventh, why don't you show mercy later?"

Just kidding, there is a lot of difference between Jindan peak and Yuanying elementary level, how could he beat Sang Shishi.

The monk cultivated the Nascent Soul, which is equivalent to an extra life. If Sang Shishi was ruthless, Jing Gu would definitely not be able to beat him.

Sang Shiyi straightened his collar: "It depends on my mood."

Jing Gu released the towel wine that had reshaped his body, touched its cracked face, and felt a little distressed: "My towel wine hasn't been fully repaired yet, you can't break it."

If Sang Shishi hadn't known that Jinjiu was a puppet and Jing Gu was a broken sleeve, he might have mistakenly thought that Jinjiu was Jinggu's favorite person.

The ups and downs entwine between Sang Shishi's fingers, and the gold thread with flowing light made Sang Shishi's fair and slender fingers. He touched Jinjiu's face, and it was cold to the touch.

"Okay, I will control it." Sang Shiyi agreed to Jing Gu.

Jing Gu, who got the promise, grinned: "That's fine, hey, what do you think of my clothes?"

Jing Gu, dressed in royal blue clothes, is tall and tall, with black hair like ink, white jade hairpins inserted in the bun, and a palm-width belt, which outlines a thin waist. In addition, Jing Gu is born well, bright and beautiful His facial features are flamboyant and beautiful, no matter how you look at them, they are all pleasing to the eye.

It's a pity that Sang Shishi is blind.

Sang Shishi: "You are dressed like a peacock with its tail open. Are you going to choose the oiran?"

Jing Gu smiled, but gritted his teeth in his heart, and it wasn't for him to wear it.

Chu Deng in the distance beckoned: "Eleventh!"

Sang Shixi immediately walked over.

Jing Gu looked at his back and smiled, Sang Shishi, ah, Sang Shishi, someone will be able to cure you.

Chu Deng called Sang Shishi over, and tied a pendant on him with his own hands.

"What is this?" Sang Shishi looked at the wooden pendant hanging on his belt, which was in the shape of a gourd.

"Does it look good?" Chu Deng flipped the wooden pendant in satisfaction.

"It's not pretty." Sang Shixi said truthfully.

This small wooden gourd is really not round, and the part where the tassels hanging below connect to the gourd is a bit rough.

Chu Deng's smile gradually disappeared, little brat, dare you say it's not good-looking?This was made by your master and I who stayed up all night.

Xu Shi noticed Chu Deng's displeasure, and Sang Shixi suddenly understood something: "You did it?"

"Otherwise?" Chu Deng smiled.

Sang Shishi calmly changed his words like flipping through a book: "It's beautiful, this is the most beautiful wooden gourd I've ever seen."

Chu Deng silently rolled his eyes, pointed at the wooden gourd and said, "There is a defensive formation inside, which can resist a fatal injury for you."

God knows how many times Chu Deng failed to carve the formation. He is a swordsman, and it is really not easy to do such delicate work. For the first time, Chu Deng understood the difficulty of Zhou Shanji learning the formation.

Anyway, he didn't have the patience to carefully carve out every formation, even if he had, it was only against Eleven.

Chu Deng, who still regarded himself as a master, did not realize the subtle changes in his feelings for Shi Shi.

Sang Shishi's eyes flickered, he didn't want the defensive magic circle to work, so that the wooden gourd would not be broken, and he could keep it with him all the time.

The small wooden ball that Chu Deng gave him was left by someone else, but this wooden gourd was made by him himself, which means a lot to Sang Shishi.

In today's competition, the owners of the three islands are all present, and Minghao City is very lively. There are three circles outside the martial field. Sang Shishi and Jing Gu are standing on the ring, Zhou Shanji and Chu Deng are standing on the high platform Chu Deng held Liuli in his arms.

Next to Song Lian stood a woman in a beautiful dress, her robe was embroidered with Yingzhou's unique frost flowers, she was extremely majestic, her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Chu Yingtan's, but not as delicate and perfect as Chu Yingtan's.

Chu Deng plucked up his courage and took a step forward: "Mother."

Song Laiyue, who hadn't reacted at all, suddenly turned around and gave Chu Deng a slap when she heard the call, "You still know I'm your mother? You haven't been home for so many years, and your wings are so hard that you want to fly. What's the matter? Chu Deng, why did I give birth to a little brat like you?"

Chu Deng silently endured his mother's anger and did not dare to say a word.

It was rare for him to lie down like this when he was young, and Sang Shiyi would be extremely surprised if he saw him.

Song Laiyue lost her temper, and her anger calmed down, and her tone became less aggressive: "Little Deng, I've heard about everything, that kid Ying Tan...it was my fault at the beginning, if these few days When you see him, let him come to see me."

Song Lian next to him was silent, he liked Chu Yingtan very much as a nephew, and was surprised when he heard the truth of the year told by his sister, but Chu Yingtan did many evils, no matter how much he liked this nephew, he couldn't justify him.

Chu Deng was silent for a moment when he heard the words. At that moment, Song Laiyue even felt that his son was leaving her.

Chu Deng: "Mother, I don't blame you, it's my fault."

I was the one who was sorry for Ying Tan, and let him bear the infamy for me for so many years.

It's all my fault that he's rebellious today.

Song Laiyue sighed: "You don't have to blame yourself, it's not all your fault, Ying Tan...let him go, anyway, as long as he takes action against Mishima, we won't just sit idly by."

Fuxu is the "magic way" established by Chu Yingtan. No one knows the true location of Fuxu. Some even say that Chu Yingtan has the power to create a small world of square inches and put Fuxu in it.

But as long as the floating cats appear in the three islands, everyone will get to punish them.

Mu Liang: "Let's watch the competition first, and then discuss after watching."

Song Lian, who had been silent all this time, silently patted his younger sister on the shoulder, showing his brother's doting smile: "Laiyue, no matter what, my brother will always support you."

Song Laiyue gave a absent-minded "hmm".

Song Lian walked to the high platform: "Start."

Sang Shishi didn't move, he gave Jing Gu a move.

Jinjiu was controlled by Jing Gu, his hands melted into blades, and the cold light was like iron. Jing Gu's figure disappeared instantly, but the ring defense circle was not touched, which meant that Jing Gu was still in the ring.

Sang Shiyi didn't panic in the slightest, the growth of his cultivation meant that the ups and downs would be able to separate more strands, enough for him to surround the sky above the ring.

There was a bright light flowing around Sheng Shui's body, and Sang Shixi quickly determined Jing Gu's location.

The concealment circle is quite easy to use, Sang Shishi thought.

The blades turned into Jinjiu's arms were extremely sharp, cutting off countless gold threads, and approached Sang Shishi.

Of course it is impossible for Sheng Hua to be so fragile, but with Sang Shiyi's current cultivation base, the number of indestructible silk threads is only enough to protect his whole body.

There was a white silk thread between Sang Shishi's fingers, and the stream was as bright as the sun.

The white silk thread was wrapped around his hands, and Sang Shishi receded back under the force of the towel, stepped on the "net" he had laid in the air, and flew towards Jinggu at an incredible speed.

It's impossible for Jing Gu to be so weak that he couldn't dodge it. The next moment, Sang Shishi stood behind Jing Gu, and the white silk thread cut off the jade hairpin that tied his hair.

With black hair hanging down, there was a faint excited smile on Jing Gu's overly beautiful face.

To deal with Sang Shishi, he really had to use all his skills.

Ups and downs are ever-changing, and his tricks are also ever-changing, so there is no chance for Sang Shishi to take advantage of.

Although he knew he couldn't beat him, Jing Gu still wanted to look good at losing.

Jin Jiu returned to Jing Gu, his arm returned to its original state, and Jing Gu chanted the spell, which could actually affect the speed of prosperity and decline.

Sang Shishi only felt that the ups and downs were out of his control for a moment, but it was only in the blink of an eye that Jinggu was given a chance.

Jing Gu curled his lips into a smile, and glanced in Zhou Shanji's direction intentionally or unintentionally. Jin Jiu's body turned into eighteen cold iron sword blades. all directions.

"Eleventh, you are going to lose!" Jing Gu laughed.

Of course, it was impossible for Sang Shiyi to be captured without a fight, and the coercion of the monk Yuanying suddenly broke out, breaking through a blockade of Jinggu.

Jing Gu let out a muffled snort, clutching the lapel with his fingers, his face turned pale.

This coercion came unexpectedly, he did not expect that Sang Shishi would use this move against him.

But after all, Jing Gu was a monk at the peak of Jindan, and in just a short while, the oppressive feeling disappeared, and the ups and downs had already surrounded him.

After Sang Shiyi broke through one blockade, he directly smashed the remaining seventeen blockades outside, and tied up the sword blades turned into towels with ups and downs.

The white silk thread stopped half an inch in front of Jinggu's throat, and Sang Shixi smiled at him: "I still won."

"Okay, I know you can win." Jing Gu signaled him to take back the ups and downs, and went up to bring the towel wine back.

"The leader of this questioning meeting, Penglai Sang Shishi!" Song Lian announced the news, and all the monks present looked at the radiant young man standing on the ring.

He is young and promising, handsome and imposing, with a restrained and noble temperament looming, and he immediately became the most ideal double cultivation object in the hearts of the female cultivators present.

It was at this time that Sang Shishi's name became known to everyone.

Today's questioning meeting is over, and tomorrow Song Lian will hand over the leader's reward to Sang Shishi here.

After the questioning meeting, Chu Deng followed Song Laiyue and the others to the main hall of Shi'an Palace.

"Xiao Deng, is Sang Shishi the son of Jiang Qi?" Song Laiyue asked.

Needless to say, Zhou Shanji must have told her.

"Jiang Qi? You mean Jiang Qi, the number one puppet master in Yingzhou back then?" Song Lian was taken aback.

Mu Liang, who already knew the identity of Sang Shishi, had an enigmatic expression on his face.

Chu Deng nodded.

It seemed impossible to keep Sang Shishi's identity a secret for a lifetime, so he had to find a chance to tell Eleven.

Then take him to put incense on Jiang Qi's grave.

But Song Laiyue said: "So the 'Ghost Puppet Amber' is on that child?"

One sentence caused thousands of waves, and the faces of all the people present changed when they heard these four words.