"Yes, Cao Handing might have noticed something, otherwise, how could he send someone to attack Shimu?"

"I think there is a problem here. Cao Handing is so good. Why should I send someone to kill Shimu? You said, could someone deliberately guide him to frame Cao Handing?"

"Deliberate guidance? "Ba Jian" is Cao Handing's unique skill. Only those who have been taught by him can cultivate to the level of entering the hall! The swordsman who attacked Shimu and ammonia mastered the "Ba Jian" is exactly this level! Tell me, the other party has nothing to do with Cao Han Ding? Over the years, Cao Han Ding's subordinates have never had a traitor!"

"Yes, so, Cao Handing did notice something. The swordsman who attacked Shimu should be his temptation."

"Testing for the front foot, the large army of the White Tiger Hall came to the door, Cao Handing definitely discovered something!"

"So, he must die!"

"Cao Han Ding cannot be kept, the question is, how can I kill him?"

After saying this, there was a silence in the secret room.

Yes, how to kill Cao Handing?

Cao Handing is an old brand of flying war god, a single three-level heavenly ghost. Even if it is a sneak attack, the chance of success is very low.

If multiple people go together, the movement will be huge, attracting the Feitian War God of the White Tiger Hall and the Martial Arts Department.

If the degree in the middle is slightly controlled, it will affect the overall situation.

"Let the mice come out."

In silence, a stiff and hoarse voice sounded, "The altar of the 'Giant Fire Gang' was removed, and the opening time of the ceremony was forced to be extended. In the following days, all the soldiers in the city will be restricted and all the soldiers in the city will return to their nests, and no one is allowed to go out!"

"Since humans know our existence, we will return to the nest and let the mice come out and cause trouble!"

"The attack and kill Cao Handing, the unnamed people, create chaos for the human government, and delay time, are all done by mice."

"clear!!"

...

Home.

Song Qianyuan repeatedly reminded Yuanbao to wake him up in time.

Then, lie in the bedroom and lie on the bed to inspire the "Shushan Day Trip".

The moment I touched, I felt my body lightening. My eyes were clearly closed and my vision was dim, but it was magical and bright in an instant.

Song Qianyuan, who "opened his eyes", found himself at the foot of a mountain that was unknown to the height of the mountain.

"Brother Song, you are here, go quickly, go quickly, class is coming. If you don't leave, the gentleman will be here."

Song Qianyuan wanted to take a few more glances, but he heard a voice in his ear, and then he was taken forward involuntarily.

Moving his gaze and turning to his side, Song Qianyuan "saw" a wooden man about the same height as him, and was pulling him to run.

It's not exaggeration or rhetoric.

The body of this wooden man is really carved from trees, and there are even tree patterns on it, although there are no leaves.

The two "people" ran a long way along a path at the foot of the mountain and entered a quaint courtyard.

In the middle of the yard, there are dozens of low tables, and next to each low table, a student sits cross-legged.

Some of these students are humans, some are birds, some are stones, and some are grass...

Despite the different races, the atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious.

Song Qianyuan followed the wooden man to the back row, chose an empty table, and just sat down cross-legged.

A page of paper suddenly fell from the sky, turned into a long-sleeved, needless old man, and started class.

As for what is told...

Song Qianyuan couldn't understand.

No, to be precise, it's inaudible!

There was no need for the old man's mouth to open and close, but Song Qianyuan could not hear any sound.

He thought he could not hear it alone, but in the end, he turned his head to look at other "people" and found that everyone looked serious, thinking and pondering from time to time.

It’s not just pretending, but really listening.

In other words, they can hear sounds!

"Just me can't?"

Song Qianyuan was speechless.

Despite his depression, Song Qianyuan quickly suppressed his emotions and thought about the reasons.

"Is it because of insufficient mental power? Or is it because of insufficient soul?"

This is obviously an illusion of "Shushan".

He can come in because of the system, and the shortcuts he takes...

No, the shortcut is not considered a matter of fact, it should be that the back door was opened directly.

After a few shortcuts, Song Qianyuan came in without leaving at all.

This made him lose the process, his soul was not strong enough and he did not reach a threshold, so he could not hear the lecture content.

Although I couldn't hear it, there was no need for the power or force field emitted by the old man during the lecture, covering the entire courtyard. Song Qianyuan was in it and was inexplicably at ease.

I didn't understand, couldn't understand, and could elusive.

At this moment, I began to understand it little by little.

For example, in "Haoqi Changquan", Song Qianyuan vaguely saw the threshold, then approached the threshold, crossed the threshold, and even walked in!

"I realized it?"

Realize it!

The difficult-to-get-in-the-go "Haoqi Changquan" actually understood it like this!

Song Qianyuan was surprised.

Looking around, other students were still immersed in the lectures of the elderly without the need.

The old man still talked about himself without any need, as if he didn't care about Song Qianyuan's distractedness, or had never looked at him faced him.

Song Qianyuan stabilized his mind and continued to immerse himself in the mysterious and strange feeling.

But this time, not long after feeling it, a wet and heat came from my face.

At the same time, a heavy breathing sound rang in my ears, accompanied by a strange sound of "huh, huh, huh".

Song Qianyuan suddenly woke up.

When I opened my eyes, what caught my eye was Yuanbao's dog face.

"Wang (so good)!"

"Wang Wang (Brother, you finally woke up)!"

"Wang Wang (I was so scared. I thought you just fell asleep like this and didn't wake up)."

Yuanbao shouted, while sticking out his tongue and licking Song Qianyuan's face a few more times.

"Stop, stop!"

Song Qianyuan wiped the saliva from his face, sat up, and asked in confusion, "It's been so soon for a day?"

As the words fell, a strong sense of hunger burst out from behind the head, and a "gurgling" sounded in the abdomen at the same time.

The mouth was dry and exhausted, as if there was no strength in it.

In shock, Song Qianyuan picked up the phone on the table, always connected to the power supply, clicked on it, automatically filtered several missed calls, and looked at the time calendar.

"It's the third day?"

"It's so fast, three days have passed in reality!"

I picked up the water cup that had been placed on the table for three days and drank it all in one sip.

Song Qianyuan exhaled and exclaimed.

The soul consciousness is in the "Shan of Books" and it can be felt for less than an hour.

But three days passed.

This time ratio is that "one-day trip to Shushan" will be wasted even if it is not wasted.

Who can not eat or drink for days or nights for normal people?

Only when a warrior reaches the Feitian Realm and becomes a god of war can he not eat for a long time.

"Fortunately, this trip to Shushan also gained something, and it would not be completely wasted."

Song Qianyuan took a deep breath and suppressed many emotions.

Then, open the system panel and look at the skills column.

Getting started with "Haoqi Changquan" can consume reputation and increase your reputation!
Chapter completed!