Duanmu was sleeping at dusk. When he heard the movement outside, the fat man's voice was like a magic sound penetrated his mind.

I owe money again!

In a daze, Duanmu's slender nerves at dusk were plucked like strings, and his eyes twitched straight.

What exactly does Ai Hui do? Collect debts everywhere? He lends usury?

Duanmu covered his head with the quilt and wasolate the sounds outside. He decided to suppress his curiosity and make up his mind not to go out. At this time, he went out and hit the gun. Wasn't he waiting to be humiliated by that bastard?

Who are they? They are finally safe and don’t calm down?

Duanmu decided to sleep for another night and comfort his injured heart. The six days in the mound were six nightmares. Although he was very calm, his inner fear did not decrease at all. When he was safe, his tight heart strings completely relaxed, and the sequelae began to appear.

For several days, he was in a trance and had a very shallow sleep. He would wake up after a little movement. He would sometimes wake up suddenly at night, sometimes he would be confused, not knowing whether he was asleep or awake. He did not sleep well for several consecutive days, and Duanmu's energy suddenly became depressed, and he looked weak.

Not only him, but everyone else is the same, and even Mr. Xu looked a little dazed.

But Duanmu couldn't sleep quickly, and the screams like a pig-killing outside made him unable to fall asleep. Duanmu had to endure for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. His anger was ignited, and he jumped off the bed and rushed outside.

What the hell are these two guys doing? Will you let someone rest?

When he rushed out of the room, he saw two figures sweating profusely in the middle of the empty training ground.

"Two hundred sets of flower butterfly steps! I can't finish pulling you!"

"No, Ah Hui, please let me go. Duanmu owes you 150 million yuan. I'm sleeping there, I owe this little, don't torture me like this..."

Duanmu, who heard this sentence, almost turned his head and rushed back to the room.

Too...shamed!

His face turned red and despicable! That bastard had already started to ruin his reputation everywhere! He was hateful! All the sleepiness of Duanmu dusk disappeared. He wanted to rush back and start making money crazy.

If you don’t pay back this 50 million, how can you raise your head in the future?

Duanmu's eyes were about to blast fire at Ai Hui in the cultivation ground at dusk.

"Three hundred sets of flower butterfly steps, I will hear another nonsense from you. Add another hundred sets!"

When the fat man heard this, he suddenly exploded, his face full of unyielding and anger. He leaned forward and wanted to go up and fight desperately.

Duanmu's face was full of disdain.

I really think that no one will listen to him for how capable I have? Humph, even the Master will not say such ruthless words. What is the minimum respect for treating my friends in this way? Now there will be internal strife.

There is fun and you can watch it! Duanmu gloats at dusk.

Ai Hui had no expression on his face: "If you have the ability, you dare to say it."

The fat man was furious and glared at Ai Hui: "Wang!

"Didn't you gain skills? Are you going to be a hero? Come on, say something ruthless!"

"Wang!"

"Why don't you dare to say it? Cut the robe and break the righteousness, tsk, now you are cowardly? Not afraid? Hero! Don't you want to be a hero? You don't have the courage?"

"Woof, woof, woof!"

"Another bulldog, add five hundred!"

The fat man was like a ball of elastic flesh. He stared at Ai Hui with an angrily look on his face and left with a jump.

Duanmu Dusk: “…”

Ai Hui glanced at Duanmu under the eaves from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly remembered what the fat man said just now, "That guy who owes you 150 million yuan."

One hundred and fifty million!

Ai Hui felt very upset and was ungrateful!

He turned his head suddenly and began to practice by himself.

Staring at the fat man's practice, Ai Hui just doesn't want the fat man to die so easily. It's okay if he is poor at hiding far away. He likes to meddle in other people's business. That's looking for death. Although the fat man is a little cheap, Ai Hui doesn't want the fat man to die. Who will pay back the money if the fat man dies?

He knew the fat man very well, he was lazy, timid, and looked very slippery, but in fact he was very emotional and was a good person.

Ai Hui never knew that the fat man had done so many things behind his back, but he knew that the fat man came to the sensing field, so he just couldn't rest assured that he was.

The fat man's personality is like this. Ai Hui doesn't think he can change it. He just simply doesn't want the fat man to die.

If you have strong strength, you will be a little sure of escaping.

Ai Hui always felt that he was much selfish than fat people. For example, he couldn't do anything like following into the induction field. He would only find a suitable way and take good care of himself first.

If the fat man is killed one day, Ai Hui will avenge the fat man. If the other party is too strong, Ai Hui can practice hard for a few years before going.

But if the other party is so strong that Ai Hui feels that no matter how hard he practices, Ai Hui will definitely persevere... just burn incense for the fat man.

Ai Hui decided to supervise the fat man's cultivation, and there was a very important reason why he wanted to practice himself.

This is buy one get one get one free.

After a night of sleep, Ai Hui was about to start practicing. He didn't want to waste time. The six days in the Tumoth were the biggest impact in his life for other students, but for Ai Hui, it only made him understand that the sensing field was not a fairy tale.

Life in the induction field is as beautiful as the sun, a little unreal. Ai Hui has doubted many times whether he is dreaming. This dangerous outbreak made him feel relieved. It turns out that the induction field is also dangerous, and this is the reality.

The danger not only did not make Ai Hui feel panicked, but instead made him truly calm down.

No matter how beautiful the induction field was before, it was not the life he was familiar with. He always felt uncomfortable in some places. The induction field now is very dangerous, but it is the life he was familiar with, and he was like a fish in water.

Returning to the feeling of being familiar with life, Ai Hui quickly adapted. In the wilderness, as long as he had time, he would start practicing.

This manor was once a military camp and had a complete range of training facilities. Such a good venue and so much time, it would be a pity not to practice.

Ai Hui is always stingy and stingy about his time, and he is reluctant to waste any waste.

Ai Hui was also quite inspired by the fight with the fat man just now.

The fat man only opened the right-hand palace, but this skill of recoiling and drifting was quite beautiful. Ai Hui asked specifically that this was a skill that the fat man himself had to do. The fat man’s first idea about cultivation was how to escape better.

Ai Hui agreed with the fat man’s idea.

He longs to become stronger, so that he can survive. The fat man focuses on escaping, and it is also to survive. The essence of the two is no different.

After just a few rounds of cleaning up the fat man, Ai Hui saw the fat man’s ingenuity and discovered his own changes.

Changes in the seeds of the sword fetus.

During the six days of the mound, Ai Hui sword kept his hands and kept his sword fetus in his hands all the time. It was just a life-saving move at that time, but now he found that under the stimulation of six consecutive days, the sword fetus had undergone new changes.

His six consciousnesses became more sensitive. Even if he did not hold the sword in his hand, Ai Hui's six consciousnesses reached the previous state of sword fetality.

And if you hold a sword...

Ai Hui stood with his sword and slowly closed his eyes.

He felt that the grass sword seemed to be the prolongation of his body. He could feel the temperature and air flow around the sword body through the sword body, which was something he could never have done before.

When Ai Hui circulated the Yuanli in his body, Ai Hui was surprised to find that the grass sword in his hand had an unparalleled attraction to the Yuanli in his body.

Almost before Ai Hui could think clearly, the energy in his body continued to pour into the grass sword in his hand.

The serrated grass sword in Ai Hui's hand shines with a slight light. The sword body of the serrated grass sword is introverted and you usually wave it, but you can't see any light. Ai Hui loves this very much about the serrated grass sword. In the night battle, this is a great advantage. Compared to whether the serrated grass sword is gorgeous, Ai Hui cares more about whether the grass sword can penetrate the enemy's body.

However, this time, a faint light lit up in the grass sword, which could be clearly visible even under the scorching sun.

For some reason, Ai Hui could actually feel that the grass sword had a saturation.

It's like...it feels like eating ten bowls of ramen in one breath in the noodle restaurant...

Will the sword be full?

Ai Hui laughed silently, but felt very strong and clear, so he was like a full man who was about to start walking and purgate his food. The grass sword in Ai Hui's hand almost subconsciously stabbed out.

One sword after another stab.

Every sword is plain and unpretentious, without any fancy places.

But soon, Ai Hui felt a sense of stagnation and astringency on the tip of the grass sword in his hand, as if he was stabbing a sword in the water.

The feeling of blocking became stronger and stronger, and every sword was extremely difficult. The sun was poisonous at noon. In just a while, Ai Hui's forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. Under the bandage, every tendon in his body was shaking vigorously.

Under the eaves, Duanmu looked at Ai Hui and Fatty in the evening, sweating profusely under the sunshine.

These two guys...

At first, he thought Ai Hui was deliberately tortureing the fat man and venting his hatred, but what he didn't expect was that Ai Hui himself began to practice.

This was something he never expected.

The terrible experience of Wansheng Garden lingered in his mind like a nightmare, and he was in a daze. Being under house arrest also made him feel distracted and worried about the future. In such a bad situation, who is still in the mood to practice?

Not only him, but other students were like this. Everyone was very depressed and couldn't get excited about anything. They had not recovered from this impact.

But these two guys have already started practicing...

At noon, the vicious sunlight made people unable to open their eyes. The other students hid in the shaded room, but these two people were practicing in the empty training ground.

Sweating wildly, these four words appeared in Duanmu’s mind at dusk.

The fat man was covered in sweat, as if he was fished out of water, and his clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to his body.

The same is true for Ai Hui's body. The grass sword in his hand was as heavy as a pound. Each sword was extremely slow. At Duanmu Dusk, you could clearly see Ai Hui's clothes under him, and the power in his body was swelling to the extreme.

Duanmu Dunmu came back from the shock, feeling full of shame. Compared with others, I am really fragile!

He was about to turn around and go back to the room to start practicing. He swept across Ai Hui from the corner of his eyes. Duanmu's body suddenly stopped and opened his eyes wide!

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ps: Thank you everyone! Fang Fang will go to Shanghai to attend the annual meeting the day after tomorrow! These two days have been updated, so that the annual meeting can be updated in three days. Thank you everyone! (To be continued.)

Chapter 129: What Duanmu saw:
Chapter completed!