[Comprehensive] She is from hell

The snapdragon has changed from one plant to a row, transplanted in a row of small flower pots in front of the windowsill.Occasionally, Hell would send a newsletter, something like "everything is normal these days". The letter was folded into the shape of a paper kite as usual, and flew from Hell across the mountains to Taoyuan Township in an erratic way.

In the lower right corner of the letter paper, there is a crimson seal in the shape of a physalis fruit.

"What was written in the letter?"

Bai Ze seldom gets serious, most of the time he reads and writes alchemy classics.In a sense, the knowledge reserves of mythical beasts born earlier than humans are beyond the reach of most ordinary people.

"As always, 'There's nothing special to mention in hell' and 'If you get bored in Taoyuan Township, come back quickly'."

Jingjiang carefully read the letter, which was obviously not kind in tone, and read it to Bai Ze word by word.

"Aha, that guy really looks the same."

Bai Ze, who was in charge of the pharmacist, smiled: "The new batch of snapdragons haven't grown yet."

"Is this really good?"

Jingjiang was still a little uneasy: during the time he was studying in Taoyuan Township, the basic salary of the hell executive officer was still included in the letter and mailed together, although it was much less than when he was in hell, But obviously doing nothing but earning money while studying, already made Jingjiang feel a little uncomfortable.

"Executive officers or something, they also need to find opportunities to improve their personal strength."

Bai Ze looked through Jingjiang's income without any pressure: "It's not bad as a basic salary, how about it, why don't you go out for a drink?"

"Well, I still..."

Jingjiang thought for a while, and took off the sword she hung on the wall: "It's rare that you have free time, let's practice a little more."

The Yidiao and Tongkaibao used as wages were also properly stored by Jingjiang in his own cabinet. The sword energy stirred up the peach petals all over the place, and several white rabbits around Jingjiang who also practiced in Taoyuan Township smelled dangerous things. Breath, bouncing and hiding outside the range of the aura.

Bai Ze leaned against the door frame and hugged his arms, tapping his shoulder with one finger.He can judge the most suitable way to get along with most of the girls based on the huge database in his mind, but this cheap intern who forced him over is indeed hard to beat in a certain sense.

"Speaking of which, it's called Zhenshanhe's technique."

Bai Ze started the conversation: "It's really powerful, it's the last move of the Pure Yang Art, right?"

Jing Jiang silently nodded in the sword energy.

"Have you cultivated to the last level in the book?"

Jing Jiang nodded again.

"So."

Bai Ze finally showed the expression of the superior and the elderly: "How does your current Chunyang Jue compare with that guy you call the master?"

The eight seconds of Zhenshanhe's time is fleeting, Jingjiang shook her head vigorously: She has not fought Xie Yunliu much, but the name of Dongying Sword Demon is expected to be on the same level as his uncle Li Wangsheng. Zhen Shanhe, who covers the entire mountain gate of Chunyang Palace, is looking at the four-foot sword aura around him...

This is not a question of being comparable, it is not a level at all.

As soon as the embarrassing atmosphere formed, Bai Ze nodded: "I generally understand... among you humans, there are also many good players. Then you stay with me for another two weeks and prepare to go back. Next The He-Han Friendship Athletic Tournament is about to begin, and I have already received an invitation to be a referee here, so you must also be participating as a jailer, right?"

Jingjiang nodded. The time in the secluded world seemed to flow slower and longer than in the real world, but even so, the competitive tournament that I heard about earlier was finally on the agenda.

"The black-faced god in hell must have also been invited to be a referee."

Bai Ze touched his chin, showing some disgust: "It's really a coincidence."

"What does the distribution of participating members look like? What about the competition system? What about the rules?"

Jingjiang attached great importance to the competition that he was bound to participate in, and the man asked several questions one after another in a chatty manner.

"Probably one-on-one and two-on-one."

Bai Ze guessed: "It should be a few days before the registration invitation and competition introduction notice will be distributed. Why, very interested?"

"Ok!"

Jing Jiang nodded vigorously.

Before stepping into this more secretive world, Jing Jiang was once one of the knights who were keen to participate in the famous sword competition.Although there are not too many omissions in swordsmanship, but with the attitude of "most people don't want to take their children to play", it is difficult for Jingjiang to find a reliable teammate even if it is a two-on-two.Most of those who resembled me in appearance were newcomers to the martial arts who had not experienced much experience in the martial arts. Unless they were exceptionally talented, they would basically be beaten by adult knights in terms of experience; Naturally, he is also unwilling to partner with Jing Jiang, who looks like a cardamom, and tends to choose a more famous companion.

Therefore, even though he had played a few famous sword competitions, he still couldn't enjoy himself to the fullest.

But now we will no longer encounter this kind of problem - most of the opponents are dead or monsters, no matter what age they are, and Bai Ze, a fossil-level creature from ancient times, still maintains the appearance of a young man, Appearance will no longer be an obstacle to competing in the competition.

"Don't underestimate this kind of game."

Bai Ze reminded: "In addition to the dead in your era, the subordinates of that guy Ying Zheng, and even the gods of earlier eras may end in person. Have you been to Gao Tianyuan? There may be some artifacts They are also good at fighting. Surely gods with good fortune are not allowed to participate in this kind of competition with their own artifacts as bets?"

"Artifact?"

Jingjiang subconsciously thought of the girl wearing the white crown.

That kid doesn't look like the type who would come to this kind of competition...

"Of course, there are very few gods who are willing to condescend to compete with humans on the same stage."

Bai Ze spread his hands, and said helplessly: "If you win, you won't be honored if you say it, but if you lose to humans, it's easy to lose face. This kind of thankless thing, unless the kind of god Just a guy who lacks intelligence, otherwise it would be difficult to do such inappropriate things. Most of the gods are still more willing to watch in the audience, or directly use methods such as glass mirrors and crystal balls."

Jingjiang nodded, thinking that Bai Ze looked like an information dealer who sold gossip on the streets and alleys at the scene of the famous sword tournament where the score was announced.One-on-one is naturally one-on-one participation. Two-on-two, according to the competition system, there should be opportunities to find teammates. The opportunity to fight against strong players is rare. This kind of game opportunity must be paid special attention to.

It was probably a sunny day at that time, but I can't remember the exact date.

"Wenlian's first style is stepping on a song, the second style is rowing a boat, the third style is sword and fish play, and the fourth style is reflecting the sun."

The immortal-like old man held a sword flower in his backhand, and the escaping sword energy swept away a large group of people.Jingjiang barely stood with his sword to maintain his aura. Among the crooked crowd, Sword Immortal Qinglian lingered on the girl for a moment and nodded slightly.

"Five forms of mist dispersion, six forms of entanglement, seven forms of Tage, and eight forms of moon pool."

Gang Qi swept across the entire sword-testing platform, and Jing Jiang turned his head to see the young man dressed in the Tang Sect beside him, a flying star dodging the shining sword intent, but he still vomited a mouthful of blood as if he had suffered an internal injury.Being able to help one is also helping, Jingjiang put the sword on the ground with his backhand, and with the other hand, he also pulled the young man who was barely supporting the thousand receivers into his aura.

"Thanks."

Without looking back, the other party threw out a handful of rainstorm pear blossom needles. "Rainstorm pear blossom" was originally a very beautiful description, but the scene where hidden weapons swept across his head, the most appropriate adjective that Jingjiang can think of is locust crossing.

Swords control mountains and rivers, Taoism protects the body.Amidst the radiance of sword energy, Sword Immortal Taibai cast a deep glance at the Chunyang girl who was still supporting her.

"Ask Lian Jiu... Forget it."

The other party suddenly returned the sword into the piano.

Three days later, Taoyuan Township received the official notification of the He-Han Friendship Competition.