Wang Xu, Ding Ze and others walked towards the low building of the Wuzi class.

When you pass by the cemetery.

Wang Xu stayed alone for a while and handed over the crutch to Liu Po.

During the whole process, Liu Po ​​always sat cross-legged with her eyes closed.

Wang Xu knew that Liu Po ​​had no obligation to help them, so he thanked Liu Po ​​and left with a firm look on his face.

Ten days.

He is not without a chance of winning.

So what if there is only a glimmer of hope?

As long as you work hard, you can always pry open the darkness and usher in a glimmer of dawn.

Po Liu opened her eyes and looked at Wang Xu who was walking towards the low building. She said to herself in her heart: "This is a training for you."

"If you can't even pass this level, how do you continue the future?"

Wang Xu naturally would not know Liu Po’s inner thoughts.

He walked into the wall, and the weeds on the ground had been cleaned up.

Nowadays, several chairs made of stones are placed on this open space.

Yan Xia stayed in the low building tonight and spent the night.

Ding Ze, Nie Xiaoyao and others sat on the stone chair and remained silent.

A deep worry can be seen between their eyebrows.

"Don't think too much."

"I may not lose this life-and-death battle."

Wang Xu broke the silence.

Yan Yu punched the ground with a blaming punch.

This punch is very hard.

His fist was covered in blood.

"Brother Xu, it's all my fault."

"I've implicated you."

"Ten days later, I will be born if you give birth, and I will be born if you die."

Yan Yu was ready to die.

He is serious and it is his honor to be able to make friends like Wang Xu in the Martial Arts Academy.

Yan Xia's eyes were red and shed tears again: "I'm so stupid, I'm giving them an opportunity to take advantage of it."

Wang Xu walked over and patted Yan Yu on the shoulder: "Their target is me."

"You and your sister were implicated by me."

"So, stop saying such things."

Yan Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Xu, if it were someone from my previous class, I would not care about my life or death."

"After I met you, I felt like I lived like a person in the martial arts academy."

Ding Ze sighed and said, "Yan Yu, your sister has been frightened for so long. You can take her to the room to rest first."

Wang Xu nodded and said, "Brother Ding said it is right. Your sister needs the most rest now."

"Go, don't think too much."

Yan Yu glanced at Yan Xia, who was in a depressed state, and said, "Little sister, go upstairs with me first."

Yan Xia listened to Yan Yu very much.

Before leaving, she bowed deeply to Wang Xu.

She can only thank you in this way.

After the brother and sister went upstairs.

Wang Xu asked: "Brother Ding, isn't anyone needed to accompany you in the hospital?"

Ding Ze shook his head and said, "Apart from being mentally hit, everything else is fine."

"Their situation takes time to heal."

"Don't care about my business."

"After ten days, are you really sure?"

Wang Xu confessed: "I am not sure of defeating Zhou Lang now."

"But I'm determined to work hard to improve."

"Whether you can go in these ten days depends on my own luck."

He made a plan for himself in his mind.

He was going to the dangerous area outside the city to hunt mutant beasts, and to obtain blood-colored mist by killing mutant beasts.

Wang Xu wants to improve his cultivation qualifications as much as possible in a short period of time.

As long as there are enough mutant beasts hunted, he believes that he can get good results.

Ding Ze frowned tightly: "Wang Xu, in addition to talent and hard work, practice also requires the assistance of heaven and earth treasures."

"The talent in the big family has improved so quickly, and this cannot be separated from the accumulation of various treasures and treasures."

"It's a pity that many treasures that can improve our cultivation are something we can never afford in our entire life."

Wang Xu thought of the purple spirit fruit that Jiang Ruoyi took in Jianghai Temple, and he asked, "Brother Ding, have you heard of the purple spirit fruit?"

Ding Ze replied: "As the earth enters a new era, many mutated plants have very terrible effects."

"This purple spirit fruit is one of them."

"This is specifically targeted at third-level warriors."

"A third-level warrior took the purple spirit fruit and could easily complete bone refining and enter the fourth level."

"A purple spirit fruit can be sold at auction for tens of millions of dollars."

Wang Xu was secretly shocked.

Jiang Ruoyi pursed her lips, feeling very uneasy.

Tens of millions of Chinese coins are an astronomical number for ordinary people.

This path of cultivation is indeed not something that ordinary people can afford.

Ding Ze asked, "Why did you suddenly ask about the purple spirit fruit?"

Wang Xu did not say what happened during the day, but made up a reason casually: "I happened to hear someone talking about this kind of treasure today."

Ding Ze had no doubts.

After chatting for a while, they went back to their rooms to rest.

Things have happened, and now I can only face it.

Wang Xu just lay down.

The knock on the door started.

He got up and opened the door, and saw Nie Xiaoyao standing outside the door.

"Wang Xu, are you hiding something from me?"

Nie Xiaoyao walked into the room and closed the door. His beautiful eyes stared at Wang Xu.

She always feels that something is wrong with Wang Xu these two days.

After a few minutes of quiet inside the room.

Wang Xu felt that Nie Xiaoyao had the right to know about his father.

"I learned from Uncle Jiang that our father's death is full of doubts."

"Our dad may have been harmed by someone."

A murderous intent flashed in Wang Xu's eyes.

Although Nie Xiaoyao is just an adopted daughter, she has a very good relationship with her adoptive father.

This kind of family affection is no worse than Wang Xu's.

After learning that her adoptive father might have been killed, Nie Xiaoyao's emotions instantly lost control, and cold air kept coming out of her body.

Wang Xu held Nie Xiaoyao's palm: "Calm down."

Nie Xiaoyao felt the temperature coming from her palm, and the coldness on her body gradually dissipated: "Who is it?"
To be continued...