In the silky rain curtain of Shenjing, a white shadow like an elf jumped down from the window on the second floor of the Qiong Paste Pavilion and disappeared around the corner at an extremely fast speed.

Ten breaths later, a group of burly snowmen wearing only short jackets chased out of the gate of the Qiong Pulp Pavilion, without even an umbrella, and also disappeared into the rain.

The young man of the snow people, led by the bearded hair, was a little unsightly, and his face was bitter.

"Let's go, I can only go back first, Xiao Jie will have a Daowu competition tomorrow, just ask her to come back in the afternoon, otherwise we will inevitably be reprimanded." ”

Liang Po, who was holding the umbrella, felt that his whole body was stiff, with the physique and qi and blood of his super first-grade forbidden Dao Soul Roshan Great Demon King, the youngest Dao Reality Realm Grandmaster in the entire Great Xia, the hand holding the umbrella was actually a little trembling, to be honest, he didn't know what to do at this moment.

The scent of green silk wafting from his chest penetrated into his nostrils, fragrant and sweet, a taste he had never smelled before, and it was also a taste that no kind of food could bring.

The scent seemed to have a magical power that paralyzed his limbs and his heart raced.

Just when Liang Po was at a loss, the girl on her chest suddenly raised her head, her hair was scattered back, her eyes met Liang Po's, and then she stuck out her tongue embarrassedly and took a step back.

The girl's first impression is white, as white as snow, and her appearance is not as beautiful and round as the women in the Central Plains of Great Xia, but her eyes are slightly deep, and her red lips are seductive, full of exotic style.

"This brother, I'm really embarrassed, the rain is a bit heavy, so borrow your umbrella to hide. The girl's voice sounded faintly, apologetically, and it was very nice.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Liang Po shook his head, and extended the umbrella in his hand in the direction of the girl, but his back was mostly wet.

"You're really burly, are you a native of Great Xia, stronger than the warriors of our Snow People. The girl looked at Liang Po's tall body with a look of admiration.

Liang Po still shook his head and didn't answer, but turned around and motioned for the girl to move forward, fortunately, he hadn't forgotten his mission of delivering soup noodles.

"Hey, why don't you speak, are you dumb?"

In exchange, Liang Po continued to shake his head.

The girl finally gave in and stopped asking, but walked quietly beside Liang Po, not asking where to go or what to do.

Such a large and small combination, holding an umbrella together, walked through the streets and alleys of Shenjing, crossed the small bridge with ripples underneath, and passed by flocks of wild ducks strolling under the rain, and so silently came all the way to the western suburbs of Shenjing.

Liang Po stopped and spoke for the first time, his voice was full of magnetism, and he was shocked.

"There are two people following us behind us, who should have come to look for you. ”

"It turns out that you can speak, and your voice is really good. ”

The girl's surprised voice came, and then she turned around and saw two figures not far away, hurriedly hiding behind a tree.

A fat man and a thin man.

Zhao Yuzheng and Sima Ān Nán sat under the eaves of the Kucha Courtyard, looking at the pomegranate trees swaying in the rain in front of them, listening to the stomach rising and falling one after another because of hunger, like the cooing of a piece of music, even the rouge girl not far away, holding a small face, frowning, looking at the gate of the courtyard, it seemed that she was hungry.

Liang Po has been out for too long this time.

Finally, the door of the courtyard was opened, and Liang Po's burly and tall figure appeared, not one, but two, and there was a girl with skin better than snow beside him.

Zhao Yu and Sima Ān Nán glanced at each other, and both saw the incredulity in each other's eyes, and then Sima Ān Nán muttered in disbelief:

"Could it be that this 10,000-year-old iron tree has bloomed!"

The rain does not stop, and gradually turns from rain to snow.

In the courtyard, the people who are waiting to be fed are picking up the noodle soup in their mouths, and the noodles in the Qiong Milk House are really worthy of their reputation, although the noodles are a little soft due to the soaking time for a little longer, but the taste is still delicious.

The girl who came in with Liang Po moved a small bench, sat next to Liang Po, and looked up and down at the silent bald man.

"Hey, what's your name?" asked the girl curiously.

"His name is Liang Po!" Liang Po didn't reply, and Sima Ān Nán's cheerful voice had already been heard, chewing and shouting.

"Oh, your name is Liang Po, so how old are you?"

"Don't look at him so big, he's only sixteen years old, and he's strong. Sima Ān Nán replied on his behalf.

"Then why don't you speak. The girl's voice this time is full of mischievousness!

Sima Ān Nán fell silent for a moment, and everyone burst into laughter.

There was a knock on the door, and the thin man and the fat man came in, they lingered at the door and hesitated for a long time before they mustered up the courage to knock on the door, after all, Zhao Yu some time ago, the pressure on them was too great.

However, they didn't come to find Zhao Yu this time, but to find the girl who was sitting next to Liang Po.

"Sister Xue, I have a favor I want to ask you for help. The thin man came to the girl's side and spoke a little embarrassed.

"The young city lord has a request, and Yanxue naturally doesn't dare to disobey. The girl's face gradually returned to coldness, and she lost her cunning appearance.

"Tomorrow's Dabi, we want to invite you to join, but we don't know many people, so it's just the two of us right now. ”

"It's okay, the people of Liuli City are naturally supporting each other. ”

The girl nodded in agreement, a smile appeared on the corner of the thin man's mouth, and the fat man behind him was also relieved.

Tomorrow will be the last level of this Daowu competition, fight and kill!

Since the beginning of the Great Xia Dynasty, foreign enemies have never stopped invading, and with nearly a hundred years of combat experience, whether it is a large-scale war or a small group of operations, they are extremely well understood, so Dabi is also based on actual combat.

With a group of five people, zì yóu team, the school is not limited, while maintaining high mobility, to obtain the maximum lethality, this mode is also applicable to the army, the smallest unit of the upper, middle and lower armies are five people!

In this level, all the young people will be thrown into the small world, in small groups, kill each other, eliminate the rest of the disciples to get the nameplate, and the number of nameplates and survival time will be comprehensively ranked.

This strange and largest simulated battlefield environment tests the comprehensive ability, combat power, strategy, cooperation, courage, courage and connections of all Dabi players!

At the same time, there will be a phenomenon, that is, the strong join forces, and the strong are stronger!

"That's great, let's go find two more, and we're done. ”

As soon as the thin man's surprised voice fell, a flat female voice sounded from the inner room, and a girl with an ancient sword box on her back and a girl in pale pink clothes walked out of it, both of them looked indifferent, as if they were talking about a trivial matter.

"That's the two of us, we just didn't bother to find a team, so we just got together as a team. ”

Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Sword Student!

Linglong Sect Hibiscus!