Chapter 87

Rip~

With a speed like the wind, Zhang Xinxiong's sudden attack shocked everyone watching.

As a fellow Upper Spirit Realm cultivator, how could Su Qianqian not sense the terrifying punch from behind? But surprisingly, she showed no reaction, as if she truly hadn't noticed the sneak attack.

"Zhang Xinxiong, you're courting death!"

Suddenly, Zhao Xidong's voice rang out, startling Zhang Xinxiong, who quickly looked over.

The guy who should have been lying on the ground laughing lewdly had somehow gotten up and was now swinging a punch at him.

Zhang Xinxiong immediately changed his fist to a palm, swatting at Zhao Xidong like a giant beast swatting a fly.

However, Zhao Xidong didn't block the attack. Instead, he struck with his elbow, hitting Zhang Xinxiong's wrist.

Thud!

A dull sound echoed as Zhang Xinxiong, completely forgetting everything else in the heat of the fight, turned and brought his hands together, chopping down diagonally.

If this strike hit the neck, it would decapitate the opponent.

"Still coming?" Zhao Xidong's eyes widened, but he didn't block, "I'm an enforcer now!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xinxiong finally regained some clarity and stopped his hands just before Zhao Xidong's black clothes.

The air was tense, and everyone held their breath.

Everyone sighed in relief. Thank goodness, they didn't fight.

But at the same time, they felt a bit disappointed. Why did it stop? The melon in their hands suddenly didn't taste as good…

Su Qianqian giggled, "Big Brother Xidong, he wanted to hit me."

"You!"

Do you think I didn't see you make the first move just because I was lying on the ground just now?

Zhao Xidong was furious but glared fiercely at Rao Yinyin in the crowd.

He never expected that the woman who had entered the Inner Court years ago, without showing her true strength, could now bewitch him so much.

Rao Yinyin shrugged and explained, "I didn't 'make a move'."

"Ha!"

Zhao Xidong rolled his eyes, looked at Su Qianqian, and said, "Quickly return your master's token!"

"Okay." Su Qianqian hurriedly ran away.

"Still want to fight?" He then looked at Zhang Xinxiong.

Fight?

Zhang Xinxiong certainly wanted to fight. His "Black Shark" had been mysteriously broken, and how could he not want to fight?

But could they fight?

Not to mention Zhao Xidong, even a random enforcer would prevent this fight from happening.

But what about the "Black Shark?"

His Sixth Rank Spirit Tool had been mysteriously severed. Zhang Xinxiong's eyes narrowed to slits, a sign of extreme anger, but after a glance at the woman in red, he held back.

He picked up the two broken pieces of the stick, gently caressing them, then glanced at Su Qianqian.

"If you dare to make a move, this is the price." Su Qianqian said.

The girl was already protected behind Rao Yinyin. Zhang Xinxiong took a deep breath, "I'll give you this face."

He said this to Rao Yinyin.

Rao Yinyin didn't respond, still rubbing Su Qianqian's head. Zhang Xinxiong looked back.

His spirit site had been cut in half by the previous sword strike.

"Don't worry about this. I've already posted a task at the Spirit Affairs Pavilion. Someone will come to repair it." Su Qianqian added, "I've already paid the spirit crystals."

Zhang Xinxiong's back seemed to tremble.

The crowd was stunned.

"Wow, he can even endure this. Zhang Shao really has deep feelings for Senior Sister Rao!"

"Of course, who doesn't know the complicated love triangle between 'He Lan Zhang Rao Su'? If anyone dares to touch Su Qianqian, Senior Sister Rao wouldn't let them off!"

"Tsk tsk, that's true."

Zhou Tiancan scratched his head in confusion, unable to understand what they meant by "sugary" or "delicious," and could only sigh, "The Inner Court is really chaotic."

"Senior Sister Rao, let's go." Su Qianqian pulled the woman in red and left.

Zhao Xidong thought for a moment and ultimately didn't try to stop them.

Yeah, I'll give Boss Xiao some face. I didn't see anything today.

He narrowed his eyes, savoring the heaven he had just experienced, then turned to He Yuxing, only to find him still staring at Su Qianqian's giant sword as it disappeared into the distance.

Truly worthy of being He the Madman…

"Leaving?"

He Yuxing收回目光，满脸遗憾，提起自己的长剑跟上了赵西东。

“散了散了！”

围观的群众连忙收拾好板凳，集体逃离。

热闹可以凑，但热闹结束后还不走，独自面对内院三十三人，那就有点恐怖了。

周天参急忙离开，身后却传来一道声音。

“周家的？”

他回头，看到张新熊正看着自己，不由咧嘴一笑，“张家的？”

“胆子不错，实力差了点。”

张新熊走到周天参面前，低头望着他。

周天参已经是个极为魁梧的人了，但在张新熊面前，却仍矮了一头。即便如此，他昂首挺胸，气势不减。

“周老爷子，近来可好？”

“不劳挂心，好的很。”周天参嘿嘿一笑，“令尊的右臂，可找到人接上了？”

张新熊深深看了他一眼，没有回应，最终轻笑一声，从他身旁走过。

“走吧。”

蓝心子连忙跟上。

周天参突然整个人定在原地，身子颤抖，举步维艰。

一股仿佛洪荒猛兽般择人而噬的气势，不仅没有随着张新熊的离去消失，反而似乎更恐怖了，压得他完全喘不过气来。

他的膝盖弯曲，似乎即将跪下。

砰！

地面被洞穿，周天参的双脚没入，血流不止。

然而他整个身子，却如标枪般笔直。

“呼……”

人群散尽，仅剩自己一个，周天参汗流浃背，总算挺了过去。

他将自己从地上拔出，回头望向最后二人消失的方向，拳头握紧。

“一年！”

……

这是一间逼仄的客房。

昨晚实在操劳过度，导致徐小受哪怕是在僵硬的木板床上，也睡得十分香甜。

梦，似乎渐入佳境。

徐小受的身体歪歪扭扭起来，表情逐渐放肆，手缓缓升空。

“咚咚咚！”

一阵缓慢而沉稳的敲门声，如此熟悉！

啪一下，徐小受宛若惊弓之鸟，整个人弹飞，顾不得佳人碎灭，“感知”便囊括了整座庭院。

“还没进来！”

疲惫一扫而空，他的精神绷到了极致，蹑手蹑脚往门房走去。

注意力集中，“感知”艰难地穿过了结界，看到了外面的情况。

一个身穿白色短裙的小姑娘，粉雕玉琢的，背上一把巨剑，此时正在整理自己的衣裙。

“苏浅浅？”

徐小受松了一口气，暗道自己实在有些过度紧张。

但她来这儿做什么？

徐小受努力搜寻自己脑海中的记忆，依稀能回忆起苏浅浅刚来时，自己也不过是接济了她一下。

之后作为师兄带了一个月左右，这小姑娘就被收入内院了……

嗯，想来也是有些惭愧，还是不想了。

恩自然是有，但其实说大不大。

加之后来两人基本没见着，也就今年“风云争霸”小姑娘跑过来给他鼓励，估摸着是见最后一面吧。

嗯，算很有情义了。

徐小受这般想着，便将门打开了。

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Rip~

With a speed like the wind, Zhang Xinxiong's sudden attack shocked everyone watching.

As a fellow Upper Spirit Realm cultivator, how could Su Qianqian not sense the terrifying punch from behind? But surprisingly, she showed no reaction, as if she truly hadn't noticed the sneak attack.

"Zhang Xinxiong, you're courting death!"

Suddenly, Zhao Xidong's voice rang out, startling Zhang Xinxiong, who quickly looked over.

The guy who should have been lying on the ground laughing lewdly had somehow gotten up and was now swinging a punch at him.

Zhang Xinxiong immediately changed his fist to a palm, swatting at Zhao Xidong like a giant beast swatting a fly.

However, Zhao Xidong didn't block the attack. Instead, he struck with his elbow, hitting Zhang Xinxiong's wrist.

Thud!

A dull sound echoed as Zhang Xinxiong, completely forgetting everything else in the heat of the fight, turned and brought his hands together, chopping down diagonally.

If this strike hit the neck, it would decapitate the opponent.

"Still coming?" Zhao Xidong's eyes widened, but he didn't block, "I'm an enforcer now!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xinxiong finally regained some clarity and stopped his hands just before Zhao Xidong's black clothes.

The air was tense, and everyone held their breath.

Everyone sighed in relief. Thank goodness, they didn't fight.

But at the same time, they felt a bit disappointed. Why did it stop? The melon in their hands suddenly didn't taste as good…

Su Qianqian giggled, "Big Brother Xidong, he wanted to hit me."

"You!"

Do you think I didn't see you make the first move just because I was lying on the ground just now?

Zhao Xidong was furious but glared fiercely at Rao Yinyin in the crowd.

He never expected that the woman who had entered the Inner Court years ago, without showing her true strength, could now bewitch him so much.

Rao Yinyin shrugged and explained, "I didn't 'make a move'."

"Ha!"

Zhao Xidong rolled his eyes, looked at Su Qianqian, and said, "Quickly return your master's token!"

"Okay." Su Qianqian hurriedly ran away.

"Still want to fight?" He then looked at Zhang Xinxiong.

Fight?

Zhang Xinxiong certainly wanted to fight. His "Black Shark" had been mysteriously broken, and how could he not want to fight?

But could they fight?

Not to mention Zhao Xidong, even a random enforcer would prevent this fight from happening.

But what about the "Black Shark?"

His Sixth Rank Spirit Tool had been mysteriously severed. Zhang Xinxiong's eyes narrowed to slits, a sign of extreme anger, but after a glance at the woman in red, he held back.

He picked up the two broken pieces of the stick, gently caressing them, then glanced at Su Qianqian.

"If you dare to make a move, this is the price." Su Qianqian said.

The girl was already protected behind Rao Yinyin. Zhang Xinxiong took a deep breath, "I'll give you this face."

He said this to Rao Yinyin.

Rao Yinyin didn't respond, still rubbing Su Qianqian's head. Zhang Xinxiong looked back.

His spirit site had been cut in half by the previous sword strike.

"Don't worry about this. I've already posted a task at the Spirit Affairs Pavilion. Someone will come to repair it." Su Qianqian added, "I've already paid the spirit crystals."

Zhang Xinxiong's back seemed to tremble.

The crowd was stunned.

"Wow, he can even endure this. Zhang Shao really has deep feelings for Senior Sister Rao!"

"Of course, who doesn't know the complicated love triangle between 'He Lan Zhang Rao Su'? If anyone dares to touch Su Qianqian, Senior Sister Rao wouldn't let them off!"

"Tsk tsk, that's true."

Zhou Tiancan scratched his head in confusion, unable to understand what they meant by "sugary" or "delicious," and could only sigh, "The Inner Court is really chaotic."

"Senior Sister Rao, let's go." Su Qianqian pulled the woman in red and left.

Zhao Xidong thought for a moment and ultimately didn't try to stop them.

Yeah, I'll give Boss Xiao some face. I didn't see anything today.

He narrowed his eyes, savoring the heaven he had just experienced, then turned to He Yuxing, only to find him still staring at Su Qianqian's giant sword as it disappeared into the distance.

Truly worthy of being He the Madman…

"Leaving?"

He Yuxing收回目光，满脸遗憾，提起自己的长剑跟上了赵西东。

“散了散了！”

围观的群众连忙收拾好板凳，集体逃离。

热闹可以凑，但热闹结束后还不走，独自面对内院三十三人，那就有点恐怖了。

周天参急忙离开，身后却传来一道声音。

“周家的？”

他回头，看到张新熊正看着自己，不由咧嘴一笑，“张家的？”

“胆子不错，实力差了点。”

张新熊走到周天参面前，低头望着他。

周天参已经是个极为魁梧的人了，但在张新熊面前，却仍矮了一头。即便如此，他昂首挺胸，气势不减。

“周老爷子，近来可好？”

“不劳挂心，好的很。”周天参嘿嘿一笑，“令尊的右臂，可找到人接上了？”

张新熊深深看了他一眼，没有回应，最终轻笑一声，从他身旁走过。

“走吧。”

蓝心子连忙跟上。

周天参突然整个人定在原地，身子颤抖，举步维艰。

一股仿佛洪荒猛兽般择人而噬的气势，不仅没有随着张新熊的离去消失，反而似乎更恐怖了，压得他完全喘不过气来。

他的膝盖弯曲，似乎即将跪下。

砰！

地面被洞穿，周天参的双脚没入，血流不止。

然而他整个身子，却如标枪般笔直。

“呼……”

人群散尽，仅剩自己一个，周天参汗流浃背，总算挺了过去。

他将自己从地上拔出，回头望向最后二人消失的方向，拳头握紧。

“一年！”

……

This is a cramped guest room.

Last night, Xu Xiaoshou was so exhausted that he slept soundly even on the hard wooden bed.

His dream seemed to be getting better and better.

Xu Xiaoshou's body twisted, his expression becoming more and more unrestrained, and his hand slowly rose into the air.

Knock knock knock!

A slow and steady knocking sound, so familiar!

With a start, Xu Xiaoshou, like a frightened bird, shot up, ignoring the shattered dream, and his "perception" encompassed the entire courtyard.

"He hasn't come in yet!"

His fatigue vanished, and his spirit was stretched to the limit. He tiptoed to the door.

Focusing, his "perception" struggled to penetrate the barrier and saw the situation outside.

A little girl in a white short skirt, delicately carved, with a giant sword on her back, was now adjusting her dress.

"Su Qianqian?"

Xu Xiaoshou sighed in relief, realizing he had been overly tense.

But why did she come here?

Xu Xiaoshou searched his memory, vaguely recalling when Su Qianqian first arrived, and he had only helped her a little.

After that, as her senior, he had taken care of her for about a month before she was admitted to the Inner Court…

Well, he felt a bit guilty, but he didn't want to think about it.

There was a favor, but it wasn't that big.

Moreover, they hadn't seen each other much since then, except for this year's "Feng Yun Zhenba" when she came to encourage him, probably for the last time.

Well, she was quite loyal.

With this thought, Xu Xiaoshou opened the door.