Master, my script is wrong

I don't know if it's because of the facial features, once Sui'an's eyes stare at people, there will always be staring palpitations, her black eyes are bigger than ordinary people, under the sunlight, they are like reflections on the surface of a calm lake night sky.

It's hard to move your eyes.

The man obediently agreed, pointed his sword at Fan Tianyou, the scene was one-sided, and Fan Tianyou's face was as uncomfortable as swallowing shit.

He was even more anxious, Miaomu cast a poisonous curse, it was impossible to deceive him, he didn't understand why Suian drank the medicine powder, why didn't he have an attack until now?

He had calculated that Sui'an would have a stomachache at this time, so he would accept the license plate given by others. Could it be because the time was miscalculated?

He forced himself to remain calm and said: "Brother, if I lose, you won't win either, but as long as you and I join hands, there is still a chance."

"Stop talking nonsense." Sui'an nodded to signal the man, "Don't be cowardly, fuck me."

"Yes." The man listened to Sui'an's order like a soldier, and the sword in his hand was coated with a film of water, making it shiny.

Fan Tianyou had to concentrate on fighting the enemy.

Suian watched with interest.

In fact, Fan Tianyou is quite smart and knows how to win over the weak, but he forgot that all people admire the strong, subconsciously obey the strong, and work hard to become strong step by step. Only when the strong are constantly oppressed can the weak have courage Against the strong.

Sui'an himself is particularly aware of this point.

When Dan Yun was kind to Suian, she knew that she yearned for Dan Yun. When she was a child, she only saw Dan Yun's back. Now that she is grown up, she only looks up to her.

Now, all these good things have been broken in the water prison, and she has become a weak person who stands up and resists, and the incomprehension and reluctance in her heart turn into motivation.

One day, she will be able to look at Dan Yun at the same level.

The flames around Fan Tianyou were slowly burning, and a jet of water suddenly poured down from mid-air, and instantly extinguished it. He was also drenched so cold that his clothes were dripping with water.

The more the man beat, the more excited he was, pressing harder and harder, but Fan Tianyou was beaten back again and again, the flames ignited and extinguished, extinguished and ignited again, he was crushed to death.

Sui'an got tired of watching it, and felt that Fan Tianyou had no new moves. After raising his sword, he was about to end the battle when he suddenly felt flatulence in his lower abdomen and rushed straight down!

"Pfft!" A loud fart was let out.

Sui'an blushed, and stood calmly and awkwardly, with a smile on his face, in fact, he even wanted to silence him, it was too embarrassing.

Fortunately, no one outside could hear it.

Fan Tianyou's eyes lit up, and he thought in his heart that the medicine finally took effect, but he was only happy for a moment before he realized that something was wrong. Apart from the sound of farting, there was nothing abnormal in Suian.

"How could this be?" He was puzzled.

The man subconsciously held his breath, took a step back, saw Sui'an's gaze, and immediately said: "Sorry, I farted just now, maybe I ate too many potatoes this morning."

Who eats potatoes early in the morning!

"How could this be?" Fan Tianyou's eyes were dull, and he kept muttering to himself.

Sui'an naturally heard it clearly, and she was very puzzled in her heart. Fan Tianyou's strange appearance reminded her of Miaomu from yesterday, even if the tea was added with medicines for clearing away heat and clearing intestines, it could be generously added.

Why sneaky?

Unless that's not Myoki's intention.

Sui'an glanced, suspecting that Fan Tianyou had something to do with this matter, but how could a foundation-building cultivator make Miaomu compromise?

Fan Tianyou suddenly burst into flames, his eyes were crazy, the sword pointed at his throat, the sword in Suian's hand turned deftly, like a soft snake, passed through the cold sword, and bit the back of Fan Tianyou's hand.

With a bang, Fan Tianyou's sword fell to the ground.

"I must not lose!" Fan Tianyou took out a glistening orange pill regardless of the bloody back of his hand.

Sui'an narrowed his eyes, and the texture on the pill was a bit familiar: "This is... Berserk Pill?"

The Violence Pill can increase a monk's strength in a short period of time, but once the effect of the medicine wears off, the person will become weak and weak, so it is generally only taken in critical situations.

"Look at the fineness of your elixir, there are so many impurities, taking it will only damage your own foundation in the future." Sui'an kindly reminded.

Because Fan Tianyou is an alchemist, as long as the elixirs he uses will not disrupt the competition system, he is allowed to take elixirs.

The elixir used by Wu Bin, which can keep the spirit full for a long time, is against the rules, and Wu Bin is not an alchemist, and any elixir is forbidden in the competition.

"You don't need to be hypocritical."

After Fan Tianyou swallowed the elixir, his eyes turned red just for a moment, because of the majestic infusion of spiritual power, the veins all over his body exploded, like earthworms crawling all over his body, with a ferocious face.

Seeing this, Sui'an immediately dismissed the idea of ​​refining the berserk pill, but it was too ugly, and she didn't want to be like that.

[The berserk pill is only human-level, if it is an earth-level berserk pill in the space, the host will not become like this after taking it, and the side effects will be much smaller. 】

A hot flame burst out from the soles of Fan Tianyou's feet, and the airflow lifted the hem of his clothes. Fan Tianyou looked down at his hands, and the powerful force made him smile with satisfaction.

Even Sui'an felt that Fan Tianyou's aura was different from before. It must have raised his strength to the middle stage of foundation establishment. It was really unbelievable, but unfortunately, the quality of the berserk pill was too poor. She guessed the efficacy of the medicine There should be no more than two cups of tea.

Fan Tianyou clenched his fist, and the flames condensed.

He glanced sideways, looked at the man who was fighting with him just now, sneered, and sent out the fireworks with a punch. The man blocked it with his horizontal sword, and the flames exploded instantly when they touched the water, sending the man flying.

Fan Tianyou backhanded his sword, the flames were like ripples, swimming towards the man, the closer he got, the hotter he got, the boy just got up, his body didn't have time to react, he could only feel the flames burning his face.

"boom!"

Sui'an stood in front of the man, cut off the flame with a sword, the two flames collided, and the heat wave was turbulent, even if the space was large enough, it felt like being in boiling water.

Sui'an looked sideways, and said to the man: "You leave first, otherwise I will accidentally hurt you."

The man stood up, thanked him, then surrendered and left, leaving only the two of them fighting with each other.

The flames around Sui'an turned into a flame armor attached to the white dress, and on the snow-white silk and satin, several corners of the skirt were faintly shining with sparks.

"I will never lose!"

Fan Tianyou's spiritual power gushed out crazily, the surrounding ground shattered, flames emerged from the cracks, and the cracks quickly expanded to Sui'an's side, bursts of flames spewed out, and the extremely hot airflow distorted the images outside the formation.

Many people watched with relish.

"This berserk pill is interesting, but it's really not wise to use it in the inner sect competition." The elder on the side said to Kong Yue.

Kong Yue's complexion was extremely bad, he never thought that Fan Tianyou had not been able to get over the jealousy in his heart, which made him extremely disappointed, so he left without saying anything.

The elder shook his head and stroked his beard: "It's a pity, it's a pity, if this son wakes up, he can still make a difference, and feel the joy of cultivation, if he can't... I hope he won't go astray."

The fire in the crack seemed to want to burn out the last trace of life. It was extremely powerful and wide-ranging. Fan Tianyou's face was grim. If he wanted to burn everything here, it would be impossible for Sui'an to remain intact.

Sui'an didn't feel well either, she used her spiritual energy to protect her body, but she still felt so hot that she couldn't breathe, stuffy and hot, if she waited for two cups of tea to pass, she would get burned herself.

[The host better hurry up, this low-level enchantment is a closed space, there is no natural flow of air, if it continues to burn, the air will be evacuated soon. 】

"Really, let's fuel it up."

Sui'an smiled, she took a deep breath, mobilized the wood spirit power, the fire spirit power all over her body soared, mixed with the surrounding flames, it was hard to tell who was burning the whole space, in the eyes of people outside the formation, only one ball of flames.

Fan Tianyou frowned, felt the violent direction of the flames, knew that Suian was there, but he didn't dare to go, he didn't have the spiritual armor to protect him, if he passed, he would only hurt himself.

He narrowed his eyes.

Seeing a faint fire-shaped figure distorted by the fire, walking step by step, unhurried, the swaying flames seemed to become her wings, looking like a fire phoenix.

"Damn."

Fan Tianyou raised his sword, flames gathered on the sword, gradually enveloping it, and said: "Suian, take the move."

Fan Tianyou swung his sword, and the surrounding flames converged into a flame vortex with his movements. He entered the pile of flames smoothly, and saw Sui'an standing there with a smile, as if waiting for him to pass by.

Without the fear he expected, he just smiled like that, as if laughing at how insignificant his efforts were, and could only take it as a joke.

"You are not allowed to laugh."

As soon as Fan Tianyou's sword slid, the flames fanned out a small tornado, and Suian made a backhand, and the two spiritual forces clashed and collided, causing the ground to shatter even more severely.

"I won't play with you anymore, it's boring, you can do it yourself." Sui'an snapped his fingers.

Before Fan Tianyou's sword touched anyone, a strong impact knocked him flying, and the flames collided chaotically, like a dragon jumping out of a sea of ​​flames, shaking around him again, and he fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth. He didn't even have time to deal with the sparks on the horns, he just felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he couldn't breathe.

He inhaled desperately, but a large flame was fighting with him, and he couldn't breathe a little bit. Gradually, the flame went out, and he also closed his eyes.

Suian grabbed him by the back collar and dragged him away from the barrier. Fan Tianyou, who was unconscious, naturally lost the competition.

"Sui'an wins." The elder nodded in satisfaction, before instructing the other disciples, "Take the injured down to recuperate."

"Yes."

Fan Tianyou was carried away by two disciples.

"Hey, I won again."

Seeing that Yu Mufei was gambling again, Suian shook her head helplessly. She glanced at the competition venue. This time, Yuan Nuannuan was still fighting with the two inside, and her attitude was very arrogant.

Sui'an was worried about Miaomu, so he didn't stop to say hello to the two of them, and just turned around to leave when he was surrounded by several disciples.

"Senior sister, you played so handsomely just now, I wonder if senior sister can give you some pointers?"

Sui'an frowned: "I'm sorry...I..."

A female disciple tugged on Sui'an's sleeve, with a star-eyed look of admiration, said: "Senior sister, I am also a fire spirit root, please give me some advice."

Sui'an always felt that these people were annoying, they didn't seem to come here to ask questions, but to press them, which made her feel puzzled.

"Go away." Sui'an pushed these people away, and Yu Jian flew to the Jindan group.

Several people looked at each other, and then dispersed.

At this moment, Xu Fu was standing upright on the martial stage, the barrier had been opened, and many disciples were discussing in the audience.

"Why isn't this wonderful tree here?"

"Yeah, if you don't come again, it will be regarded as abstention. She won't be afraid of Senior Brother Xu Fu?"

"I think it's possible. Senior brother Xufu is a mutated wind spirit root. Miaomu's strength is far worse than senior brother Xufu."

"I don't think so. Miaomu is actually very competitive. This time the competition is about Jianzhong. How could she, a poor ghost, not bet her life and try?"

"Right……"

Ye Ting watched all this from a corner, she smiled, and told the man beside her: "Your opponent should only be superficial, prepare well tomorrow, and you can't lose."

"Yes, Miss Ye."